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

Chapter 259 Italian Swearing

At the airport in Italy, Patriarch Crocher brought several handsome men and beauties to welcome Lu Mingfei and Angers. He had a warm smile on his face, but Lu Mingfei always felt that there was a murderous intent hidden in his wrinkles.

Maybe [-] machine gunners have been ambushed or minefields have been set up in this not-so-big airport. As long as Chief Crocher gives an order, the rain of bullets or explosion will tear Lu Mingfei and Angers to pieces.

"I've heard the name of the legendary dragon slayer, Lu Shanyan. It is said that his weasel can cover a radius of one kilometer," said Crocher patriarch. "This distance alone is already a legend. Among the hybrids I know so far, the field radius of the hybrid that can spread the weasel farthest is only 550 meters, and the radius is only a little more than half that of the legendary dragon slayer. This is the power of the S-level blood. A chasm that is difficult for people to cross, or even dare to look at."

"Then he has to be careful. I have a friend who is only in his 20s and can spread over 400 meters," Lu Mingfei said with a smile. "This record will probably be broken in a few years."

"Ahem..." A young man behind Chief Crocher coughed twice, and half of the people around him looked at Lu Mingfei with unkind expressions.

Anger patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Currently, the record of the range of the weasel in the mixed-race world is the patriarch Crocher."

Lu Mingfei: ...

"Haha, I am looking forward to the day when a young man surpasses me, although it is not a very glorious thing to surpass an old man like me," the patriarch Crocher leaned on crutches, "Please let me send the two to the school board Well, although I am not a school manager, I can be considered a medium-sized investor."

"Thank you then." Led by Chief Crocher, Ange and Lu Mingfei followed him out of the airport and onto a Rolls-Royce. A young man in a neat uniform drove them, and the others Sit in the car behind and follow.

……

Hotel Splendid, Portofino, Italy.

Rolls-Royce entered the black iron gate of the hotel, and stopped in front of a small building that looked like a fortress—this is a single-family suite, and it is also the place where the school board meeting is most often held.

Lu Mingfei and Anger got out of the car, and Chief Crocher sat in the car and waved goodbye to them - he is not a school director, nor is he the principal, and he is not qualified to attend the school board meeting.

"Principal, does the vice-principal have the right to participate in the school board?" Lu Mingfei asked.

He came on behalf of the vice-principal, and his power is no different from that of the vice-principal. The clothes on his body and the reputation left by Lu Shanyan can give him a special status in the secret party, but Lu Shanyan did not give it to his descendants. Leaving any inheritable power or position in the secret party, so he just has a famous name in vain.

Moreover, this name is not very good for the mixed race of the younger generation, usually only those old guys who are the same or even close to Lu Shanyan's age will care about his status.

If the vice-principal does not have the power to participate in the school council, then the person representing the vice-principal naturally does not have either.

"He has the right to attend the school board meeting instead of me when I am unable to attend, and temporarily perform the powers and responsibilities of the principal for me, but now that I am here, theoretically there is no place for him..." Anger said.

"Since this is the case in theory, it should be the other way around, right?" Lu Mingfei said.

"That's right." It was not Angers' old and majestic voice beside him who answered Lu Mingfei, but a young woman's voice behind him, "Welcome to the school board, although this may not be something you should be happy about."

Lu Mingfei turned his head away. He had already noticed the aura of a mixed race approaching, but this aura was not strong and had no characteristics, so it failed to attract his attention.

Talking behind him is a young and beautiful lady with stunning features, looks only in her 20s but has eyes in her 30s, wearing typical European lady makeup, covered with black translucent A veil, an expensive dress, and a fur waistcoat. Behind him, a butler in a well-fitting suit is closing the car door.

What is more attractive is that she is wearing a pair of golden high heels. There are not many women who like the color of a local rich nouveau riche, and even fewer can tame this color, but she did it. She was domesticated, leaving only honor.

Lu Mingfei turned his head and saw the woman, and the woman also saw him.

Lu Mingfei's eyes swept over her, as calm as water, and her eyes also swept over Lu Mingfei, lowering her head slightly to hide the shock in her eyes.

Before joining the school board, she had already collected some information about Lu Mingfei. He is the youngest first-level researcher in the equipment department of Kassel College. Not long ago, he presided over the construction of a ground vehicle with excellent performance that has never been seen before. , and is also the plenipotentiary agent of the vice-principal to participate in the elders' meeting.

There is no specific age of Lu Mingfei in the information. She knew that Lu Mingfei should be very young, but she never thought that he could be so young. He may have just come of age, and he is handsome like a dream.

"Hi, Lisa, my child. Welcome, I arrived on time." Anger, who was standing next to Lu Mingfei, opened his arms towards the lady, or the girl who looked like a lady, "You grow up too fast , became too beautiful. I still remember when you were at Eton College, wearing school uniform."

"Thank you, Angers." The lady approached Angers politely, "Then I'm afraid you haven't seen me for eight years, but you promised to meet me at the leisure time at the last school board meeting." It's time to have dinner with me, you are the same, time seems to stop on you."

"For an old man, time will be kinder." Angers smiled, stretched out an arm very gentlemanly, and the girl called Lisa took it.

Lu Mingfei on the side twitched his brows slightly, thinking that you are playing really well, the principal, how can you have the confidence to criticize the vice-principal?

"This is Lu Mingfei, right?" Lisa looked at Lu Mingfei, "The previous school boards rarely invited people other than the school board members to sit in. If it wasn't for Frost's special request, you would probably only be in the Rest in another suite, or go out and visit Portofino, and then hand over the bill to the Gattuso family."

"Why do I think the latter proposal is more exciting?" Lu Mingfei mossed his chin.

"I think so too. Frost specifically asked you to attend the meeting. I'm afraid it won't do anything good." The woman called Lisa covered her mouth and smiled.

"I can imagine what will happen," Lu Mingfei shrugged, "so I have to give up the latter tempting proposal."

"You two, this is not a good place to chat," Anger held Lisa's arm, "although the meeting room of the school board may not be as good as this."

……

At the conference table, several chairs were still vacant, and there were still 2 minutes before the agreed meeting time.

This is a dark conference room with small windows high up, like a place where ancient monks practiced penance and meditation.

There were already three men and one woman sitting at the conference table, and one of the old men was really suitable for this place like a penance, because he was dressed in Chinese Buddhist clothes, and he was still twisting a bead painted in Chinese red in his hand.

The other two men are as old as a monk-like old man and look like ordinary people in their 70s. The other is a middle-aged man in a tight bicycle suit. There is even a bicycle on the table in front of him. helmet.

The only girl in this dark and cold meeting room is like a flower growing on the bare hill. She looks only sixteen or seventeen years old, younger than Lu Mingfei, with long pale golden hair neatly trimmed. Neatly coiled on the top of the head, a small face with a little baby fat has a serious expression, a pair of dark green pupils, like a delicate doll, and the housekeeper wearing a pair of white gloves stands behind her with his head held high.

"Aren't the others here yet? Is it a school board tradition to be late?" The girl put her hands together in front of her chin, posing as majestic as Commander Ikari, but she had a soft and lovely voice.

"It's hard for others to say. Angers is a very time-conscious person. He won't be late, but he usually won't be early either," the monk said. His voice was less like that of an old man and more like that of a middle-aged man. "Lisa usually comes with Angers."

"That's right, it seems that you know me best," Anger's voice appeared almost at the same time as his own, and he walked into the meeting room with Lisa on his arm, "There is no need to arrive too early, I am not you, I am not used to it Stay in a place like this."

"I'm not used to it either." The girl standing behind the butler echoed in a low voice.

Angers and Lisa walked in and followed behind them, and Lu Mingfei also walked into the conference room.

"So handsome!" The girl's eyes lit up, and she said subconsciously.

"Miss, image!" The butler behind her reminded in a low voice.

"Oh!" The girl came back to her senses, and suddenly looked away from Lu Mingfei's face, sitting upright, staring at the table.

Angers and Lisa sat down one after another, and there was only one chair that was obviously newly added in the meeting room. Although it looked exactly like the other chairs and did not lack traces of time, there were almost no traces of use. At the last seat, on the left and right sides are a middle-aged man in a bicycle suit and a girl with a butler standing behind her.

Except for the girl, everyone's eyes were on Lu Mingfei. Frost, the school director representing Gattuso's family, asked himself to let Lu Mingfei, the vice-principal's agent, come to listen. This request is not too much , as the largest investor of Kassel College, the other school managers don't mind selling such a face, so they are quite interested in Lu Mingfei, the deputy principal who suddenly appeared.

What Lu Mingfei represented was not only the vice-principal of Kassel College, but also the mentor of Flamel, the most important alchemist of the secret party.

Facing the eyes of the school directors, Lu Mingfei looked around and said with emotion: "I finally saw a secret organization that looks like a secret organization."

This sentence was completely inspired by him. After all, Kassel College of the Secret Party is theoretically a secret organization hidden in the dark side of the world, but Kassel College does not look like a secret organization at all. The thousand-year-old secret dragon-slaying organization, even if it didn't cover itself with black robes all day long and use rituals and black magic to connect with each other, it should still be a dark and secret meeting place that never sees the sun.

Lu Mingfei had stayed in Kassel for two years and had never seen such a place. He never expected to see it as soon as he came to the school board. Sure enough, the secret party is more reliable than the academy.

While thinking this way, Lu Mingfei looked around the school director.

A 130-year-old hooligan, an old man with a sullen face and a cane, an old man wearing a monk's robe and twisting beads, a European lady, a nympho girl, Sebastian behind the nympho girl, and a middle-aged man in a tight yellow bicycle suit... …

Forget it, pretend I didn't say it.

Lu Mingfei sat down, and suddenly looked a little listless—as expected, how could there be normal people among the mixed race?
"It's all here, so let's start," the old man with a gloomy face and a cane said first, "Because there are new participants, let's introduce ourselves first, Frost Gattuso, very Nice to meet you, Mr. Lu Mingfei."

The fact that Frost used honorifics to Lu Mingfei was beyond everyone's expectation, and even Angers showed a surprised expression.

"You are too happy." Lu Mingfei blurted out.

"puff……"

The meeting room was quiet for a few seconds, and the voice of failure to hold back the laughter sounded abruptly, and then stopped abruptly.

The girl covered her mouth and tried to put on a nonchalant expression.

Lisa took a deep look at Lu Mingfei, the way the monk looked at Lu Mingfei changed subtly, the middle-aged man simply lowered his head and stared at his helmet, Angers even showed a smile on his face.

"Cough, sorry, I'm not very proficient in Italian yet." Lu Mingfei said.

Frost spoke to Lu Mingfei in Italian, and Lu Mingfei naturally responded in Italian. Unfortunately, his Italian was only learned casually when he was bored, and his level was limited.

So that sentence really wasn't what he said on purpose.

Really.

"It's okay, let's use Chinese." Frost's eyes twitched, but he endured it. "This is Mr. Lu's mother tongue, so he must be very proficient, right?"

"Of course," Lu Mingfei nodded, "but I still have to speak Italian."

"What?" asked Frost.

"Actually, it's not what I want to say, it's your nephew who wanted me to bring it to you," Lu Mingfei said, and then highlighted a string of Italian syllables, "*Italian expletive*."

If the atmosphere in the conference room was only quiet or silent just now, it immediately became depressed.

Lu Mingfei spit out extremely vulgar Italian swear words, which are not commonly used even by the Mafia.

While the other directors were surprised, they were deeply bewildered and confused, and curious about Lu Mingfei—does he have any personal grievances with the Gattuso family?

Frost's expression was like a dank corner in a gloomy castle where the sun was never seen all year round, while Angers almost beamed with joy.

"What's the matter?" Lu Mingfei smiled, "Brother Caesar, that is, your nephew, asked me to convey this sentence to you. Do you know what it means? I don't know Italian well, so I don't know much about it. .”

"Blessings," Frost took a deep breath, showing a smile that could hardly be called a smile, "This is an ancient Italian blessing language, but the meaning is no longer very beautiful due to cultural changes. Only Italians bring blessings, I don't recommend you say these things to other Italians, they may get you wrong."

"I see," Lu Mingfei nodded suddenly, "Then let me bless you again, *Italian expletive*."

(End of this chapter)