I, who was supposed to slay dragons, accidentally started cultivating immortals

Chapter 193 Caesar and Nono

October in the United States is a month that is neither too cold nor too hot. The rain at this time is neither as pouring as it is in summer, nor as continuous and cold as in late autumn.

Holding a black umbrella brought along from the equipment department and carrying a briefcase, Lu Mingfei walked across the stone road between the church and the building named "Hall of Valor".

It is now six o'clock in the afternoon, and Director Arcadullah said that the auction will start in the evening, but according to intelligence, the exact time of the auction is nine hours later, which is three o'clock in the morning tomorrow—it is said that the auction will start at night That's right, after all, the sun was still shining on the other hemisphere at that time.

Therefore, Lu Mingfei has relatively plenty of time, especially since the auction itself will last for three hours, and the crystal mandala happens to be one of the finale lots.

Unfortunately, mission schools of this level will not allocate a special plane to him, at most prepare a decent special car for him—fortunately, after Su Tiancheng passed on several sports cars during the holiday, he The driving skills should also be passable.

Hmm... the speeding ticket from the traffic police proves that he might need to remember the speed limit in the traffic rules.

But considering the speed of the train, the distance from Chicago Station to Sotheby's, and possible accidents on the way, he doesn't have much time, unless he can find a special plane or other means of transportation that is fast enough.

The sound of the exhaust of the sports car whirled and roared not far away, almost covering the sound of the rain and Lu Mingfei's footsteps.

The lights flicker between the buildings, illuminating the rain in the air, dancing in the air like thin fluorescent threads.

Walking around the corner of another building, Lu Mingfei suddenly saw the dormitory building he used to live in—now he lives with the neuropaths in the equipment department in a villa with holographic landscape images in Walter Alheim.

Below the dormitory building that he was fairly familiar with, a red convertible sports car circled the dormitory building with high beams on, and the girl on it had the same long red hair.

The rain drenched the hair and clothes of the girl in the driver's seat of the convertible, and the skirt stuck to her body, revealing a beautiful curve. The red hair and the convertible brought afterimages together, like flames flowing in the rain.

With Lu Mingfei's eyesight, he could clearly see the girl with her head up in the car, her facial features exquisite, and the rainwater flowing down her fair skin, passing through her chin, neck and collarbone, and then flowing into her collarbone.

The red-haired girl looked up at the dormitory and yelled like a crazy woman: "I'm going to Chicago, I'm going to Chicago! Anyone want to go to Chicago with me?"

Every window in the dormitory was opened, and from the first year to the third year, boys and girls poked their heads out of it—even in Kassel College where lunatics and psychopaths gather, such girls can barely be counted. It is a spectacle.

Chicago?
Hearing the name, Lu Mingfei was slightly taken aback. The destination of his trip was Chicago.

He subconsciously slowed down and looked at the convertible sports car driven by the red-haired girl - Ferrari 488, with a limit speed of 330 kilometers per hour.

This thing is much more powerful than the special car provided by the school.

Although this speed would definitely attract warning shots from the police in the urban area, it could gallop recklessly during the distance from the outer suburbs where Kassel College was located to the urban area.

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment, wondering how likely it would be that she would "willingly" lend him this convertible supercar if he put the M500 revolver on his waist to the girl's head.

Not noticing that he had been assimilated by the neuropathy in the equipment department at all, Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes quietly while thinking, handed the briefcase to the hand holding the umbrella, and slowly stretched the empty palm to his waist The handle of the revolver...

Just before his fingertips were about to touch the handle of the walnut wood gun, he saw a figure jumping out of a certain window. His dazzling golden long hair seemed to be shining in the dim rain.

No, it was really glowing, but it wasn't the blond hair that was shining, but the two large-caliber Desert Eagle pistols in the hands of the figure who jumped from the window on the third floor!
The Desert Eagle's muzzle pointed to the sky, bright flames spewed out from the muzzle, and the sound of gunpowder exploding in the barrel echoed throughout the square in front of the dormitory building.

The blond man landed on the ground about a second later. He obviously had a strong physical fitness, and he could easily withstand the impact of jumping from a height of eight or nine meters only by relying on the not-so-large knee-bending buffer.

Lu Mingfei stood at a distance and glanced at him. The blond man who jumped out of the window had a rather strong and tall figure. His white shirt was supported by well-developed chest muscles. He was a typical European and American handsome guy, with facial features like ancient Greek marble. The sculptural, ice-blue eyes are reminiscent of eagles looking down on their prey from high above.

The blond man who landed on the ground turned the two Desert Eagles that were still emitting smoke from the muzzles, and then put them back into his waist, as if the increase in muzzle temperature caused by shooting did not exist.

Of course, the muzzle temperature of his gun is indeed not high. Lu Mingfei, who has been hanging out in the equipment department for a month, clearly heard that what he just fired was the alchemy bullet "Friga". This kind of target will quickly shatter and atomize The alchemy warhead, which is called red gas and liquid, will only make the target sleepy due to the powerful anesthetic in it, as long as it does not hit the eyes or the throat in the mouth, which is extremely fragile, it will not cause any harm.

Correspondingly, the muzzle temperature of a gun firing Friga bullets does not rise much faster than that of a gun firing ordinary bullets.

It seems that although this school is full of abnormal people, there are no such ignorant idiots.

Seeing the blond man striding towards the red Ferrari that screeched to a stop, Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment, turned around and prepared to leave—robbing two people at the same time is twice as bad as robbing one person, although he came from the equipment department, he It's not so sick yet.

Then, in his perception, dozens of auras with lower bloodlines ran over at an extremely fast speed from all directions. The big man suddenly appeared as if fighting a tunnel, and then pointed his gun at the two people in the car.

The blond man in the passenger seat of the car glanced at the dozens of black holed muzzles pointed at him, shrugged, and raised his hand neatly, and the red-haired girl in the driver's seat also raised her hand.

"The school is not allowed to shoot outside the training ground except for 'one day'," the leader of the big man wore a gas mask and said in a dull voice, "Student, you have violated the school rules, come with us Go to the Disciplinary Committee, Professor Manstein will be eager to see you."

Before he had time to leave, Lu Mingfei recognized that these people were members of the school’s janitorial department. Most of them were mixed races who had served in the SEALs before, but their blood was generally not high. They were responsible for various odd jobs and security work in the school. The equipment department will ask the school engineering department to help with many chores, so that most people in the school engineering department don't want to see the people in the equipment department. After all, most of the work that the equipment department entrusts to the school engineering department is not very good.

"It's not a problem to see Professor Mance," the blond man bargained, "but can we go to Chicago first, and then go to see Professor Manstein when we come back?"

"Yes, yes, we promise to come back to find Professor Manstein before noon tomorrow!"

The red-haired girl in the driver's seat agreed.

"The bullets in this gun are enough for the two of you to sleep until twelve o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow," said the big man from the school engineering department. "If you want to leave now, you have to go to find Manstein after waking up the day after tomorrow. professor."

The blond-haired man and the red-haired woman looked at each other, got up from their seats at the same time in a tacit understanding, honestly raised their hands behind their heads - if there were only a dozen janitors around, they would still have the courage to fight, but There are at least thirty school workers around.

In the distance, Lu Mingfei's gaze fell on the faces of the blond-haired man and the red-haired woman, and suddenly found that the red-haired girl was somewhat similar to Eri Yi, but compared to the quiet and ethereal Eri Yi, she was An almost completely opposite temperament, the crazy temperament even suppressed her good looks, so much so that Lu Mingfei didn't associate her with Erika at all when she was driving madly just now.

It wasn't until she became quiet and honest because she was pointed at by dozens of guns that Lu Mingfei realized that she was somewhat similar to Erika—not in appearance, but in a deeper, inexplicable way. Unknown similarities.

"and many more!"

The janitors pointed at the blond man and the red-haired woman at gunpoint, and wanted to take them to the Disciplinary Committee for punishment. Lu Mingfei suddenly spoke from a distance, and then walked towards them.

About one-third of the SEALs turned their guns to point at Lu Mingfei, because all of their guns used Friga bullets, so they were holding tranquilizer guns, and naturally there was no principle that the muzzles should not be pointed at people at will ——If it goes off fire, the big deal is to let the unlucky guy who gets hit sleep. This is not a big deal in Kassel Academy.

The big man in the lead waved his hand, and the third of the janitors behind him who aimed at Lu Mingfei turned their guns back to the blond-haired man and the red-haired woman.

"You are... Lu Mingfei from the equipment department?"

The big man looked at Lu Mingfei who was approaching, and took off his gas mask.

Lu Mingfei immediately recognized the big man as the poor guy who helped a first-level researcher conduct a new weapon explosion experiment at the test site of the Equipment Department not long ago.

"Good evening, Mr. Costa."

Lu Mingfei nodded his head.

"I thought you wouldn't remember my name."

The big man was a little surprised. He could remember Lu Mingfei because this handsome oriental boy was too conspicuous in a group of dead houses, but he didn't expect that Lu Mingfei could also remember that he had no special characteristics. Recently, he only went to People who have passed the equipment department once.

"I remember the name and face of everyone I've met, unless he's called Shou Zhi Wu Shou Zhi Wu Shit Thrower The day before yesterday Xiao Xin's panties Xin Ba's life Barumong Feizaleon Izak Hunnard's one-third pure love and the other two-thirds barbed love betrayal I want to know my name I know what he doesn't know is not at home dried squid dried herring roe cesspit this is the same as just now The difference is that this is Chi Naiyu's spicy oil, the Emperor Palace Wangmu Village Emperor 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸 呸. "

Lu Mingfei shrugged.

"Isn't this the name of a human being?" The big man wiped off the sweat mixed with the rain on his forehead, "I've seen Gintama too."

"As an American you should say 'monkeys should have the same right to have a name as a human being and the name cannot be freely commented'."

Lu Mingfei corrected.

"I'm not an American since I know what those sons of a bitch politicians are doing to the Middle East, and now the SSA can't find my social security number."

The big man shrugged.

"You SEALs are so tough?!"

Lu Mingfei was shocked.

"I'm in a special situation," the big man shook his head. "My grandfather was an Iraqi. In 1998, when the U.S. Air Force bombed Iraq, an AGM86 cruise missile landed near his house."

"Uh... may there be no missiles in heaven."

Lu Mingfei didn't know how to respond.

"He is a Puritan, and God's heaven should not want him."

The big man shrugged and looked at the blond man and the red-haired woman: "You came for them?"

"That's right," Lu Mingfei nodded, "Give me some face, I'll take him away first, and I'll go to say hello to Professor Manstein."

"……Row."

The big man nodded and made a tactical gesture, and the other janitorial staff immediately dispersed like running water and disappeared into the rain.

Lu Mingfei looked at the red-haired woman who was full of rejoicing for her life after the catastrophe, and the blond man who looked at him with interest.

"What do you call them?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Chen Motong, just call me Nuonuo!" The red-haired girl spoke first, walked up to Lu Mingfei and clasped her fists, "Thank you, hero Lu, for your righteous action!"

"Chen Nuxia is too polite."

Lu Mingfei bowed his hands to return the salute, thinking that one or two of you can go and learn which hand should be hugged in the clasping salute.

"Caesar Gattuso."

The blond took a step forward.

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows - he had heard of this name before, he had talked about this person with Principal Angers when he came to Kassel last time, he did not expect to meet the rightful owner by such a coincidence today.

It has to be said that the arrogance of this brother who jumped from the third floor with a gun was indeed exactly the same as the rumors.

However, is his surname Gattuso...

"Brother Caesar, are you from the Gattuso family?" Lu Mingfei's face and tone were very strange, "This is a bit too coincidental."

"Brother Lu, your tone seems to have some opinions on my family."

Caesar's blond eyebrows were raised like blades.

Nuonuo at the side felt the sudden tension in the atmosphere, and his eyes lit up.

"I don't have any opinions, it's just that there are some small festivals."

Lu Ming is not right.

Lu Mingfei and Caesar looked at each other silently, their dark pupils and ice blue eyes reflected each other, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became dull.

(End of this chapter)