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

Chapter 318 The Corpse Is Talking

Civic Opera of Chicago, meeting room.

"Cooperate with me? It seems that you want to renew a covenant that was interrupted half a century ago, which is a bit interesting," Anger glanced at Henkel and the young people on both sides of him, showing an interested expression, "Let's hear it, how do you want to cooperate?"

Angers looked at Henkel, but Henkel didn't look at Angers, but instead looked at Lu Mingfei who was at the side.

Obviously, the next words are not suitable for outsiders to hear.

"Mingfei is a child you can trust." Anger said.

Henkel nodded, but still did not speak, but gestured to a young man beside him.

"Since both of us have the sincerity of cooperation, can the covenant be continued?" A young man stood up, with an artist-like moustache, and a friendly smile.

"The door to negotiation is always open. As long as the conditions are good enough, even if there is no door, you can get over the wall." Angers smiled.

"I appreciate your understanding too much, Mr. Angers, if you are not here today, but Frost Gattuso, we may not be able to sit down as friends, have a glass of wine, and have a good talk." Young The man stared into Ange's eyes, "I think you understand why."

"The Gattuso family is the strongest family among us, and Frost is its agent. He has always been tough. If it was him, he would never give you a chance to ask questions," Angers spread his hands, "I am Moderates, everyone likes moderates."

"I like pineapple pie." Lu Mingfei raised his hand.

The young people looked sideways at him, wondering what kind of medicine he sold in his gourd.

"Yes," the young man agreed, or nodded appreciatively, "so we can communicate. Among our compatriots, the Secret Party is the most radical group, like a herd of fighting sheep, and Frost is the most radical among them. We don't want to have a conversation with the one that likes to bounce around, it's not wise."

He has a tall posture, but he is persuasive.He graduated from Harvard Business School, where he majored in negotiating, and he believed that no one in this room could match his negotiating skills.

His tone was gentle, and he circled Angers in order to let him experience his kindness. Standing up made Angers have to look up to him—negotiation psychology told him that once you look up at your opponent, you will naturally be mentally weak.

Moreover, he deliberately turned his back to Lu Mingfei and blocked Lu Mingfei's view of Ange. This was also a psychological hint, which could reduce Lu Mingfei's desire to speak and avoid unnecessary trouble.

Although it seems useless.

"If the secret party that spares no effort to kill all dragons is Douyang, then what are other families? Meat sheep?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

The young man's face suddenly turned green.

He could tell that Lu Mingfei was beating around the bush and scolding them that they were not as good as a group of fighting sheep, but logically, what Lu Mingfei said was indeed correct. Well, the other families that are not so bloody in fighting the Dragon Clan are indeed a group of sheep and mutton sheep grazing with their heads down.

But it's just a fucking metaphor!

The young man took a deep breath, ignored Lu Mingfei's words, and continued to speak: "We are all mixed races, we should be good friends, but we have some differences in our attitude towards the Dragon Clan..."

The young man stopped talking, not because he didn't want to, but because a hand was pressed on his shoulder.

The palm was slightly closed on his shoulder, and the strength made him suspect that he was clamped by an oversized hydraulic forceps. Even the bones seemed to be creaking, and the pain made his face obviously distorted.

"Hey, buddy, let me ask you a question." Lu Mingfei stood behind the young man, turned to look at Henkel, "I said old man, your grandson is a bit rude."

The corners of Henkel's eyes twitched. Angers' performance just now made him feel that perhaps the old hooligan still had the intention of cooperating, but now he began to wonder if Angers brought such a young man to disrupt the situation, just to make the negotiations rupture.

"About Leonardo's rudeness, I apologize to you on his behalf," Henkel fully demonstrated the city and demeanor of a centenarian, with a calm face, "Besides, he is not my grandson, our grandson." The family has formed an alliance similar to the Secret Party, and his relationship with me is more similar to that between you and Angers."

But his heart was far less calm than his face.

His eyes swept over Lu Mingfei who was standing behind Leonardo, and the empty seat where Lu Mingfei was sitting.

Leonardo kept his back to Lu Mingfei, so in his perception, Lu Mingfei just quietly put his hand on his shoulder behind his back.

But others could see clearly, or they didn't see clearly at all, how Lu Mingfei appeared behind Leonardo from the chair.

Henkel only saw the figure of Lu Mingfei on the seat suddenly shaking and blurring for a moment, that is, the movie was half stuck in the frame, and then the blurred image drew an afterimage between the seat and Leonardo, and Lu Mingfei had already Standing behind Leonardo and placing palms on his shoulders.

Could this be... time zero?

Henkel himself was taken aback by his own guess—this kind of god-given word spirit, which may not appear in several generations, actually appeared in the people of the secret party?
Even at the height of the sun in Angers!
Two time zeros appeared in the same organization at the same time. This was something Henkel had never seen in the history of mixed races. He had some doubts whether Lu Mingfei's speech spirit was time zero, but he couldn't think of anything other than time zero. Such a spirit of speech can be retracted freely while reaching such a rapid speed, if Lu Mingfei's spirit of speech is an instant, it is absolutely impossible that there is only such a little movement.

He looked at Lu Mingfei silently, the phantom-like speed that this young man showed at that moment just now was too fast for him to react, if there was a battle, the only way to hit him was to use the spirit of speech—— Maybe he is one of Angers' future heirs?

Lu Mingfei let go of the young man's shoulders and sat back on the chair. The young man shook his shoulders slightly to relieve the pain, feeling that the strong aura he had created with great difficulty was suddenly reversed.

Damned savages!

Although he guessed that Lu Mingfei's sudden action might also be a "negotiation skill", he still couldn't help but curse secretly.

The aura has been broken, and it is meaningless to create the so-called aura again. The young man decided to use his trump card.

"Regarding your heroic achievements, no matter whether you are a mixed race in Europe or North America, everyone knows everyone. No one will doubt that you are the greatest dragon slayer in this century," the young man looked down at Angers, and said He was persuasive, "But dragon slaying is not all about hybrids. Even if you are the greatest dragon slayer, without the support of your family, you still have to compromise on certain restrictions, right?"

"For example, we know that although you are the principal of Kassel College, you are by no means the most powerful member of the school board. Some people are dissatisfied with you. In fact, these short-term people are just jealous of your excellence and afraid of your reputation. Power. If you can push some of our partnership proposals in the board and pass it, we will also send someone to the board with a huge donation to support you.”

The young man dropped a very tempting hammer.

"You are the greatest dragon slayer of this century and the founder of Kassel Academy. You should undoubtedly be the person with the highest authority in this academy."

After saying this, he stared at Angers expression, but Angers didn't have any expression.

The young man was a little anxious, but he would not show it in his expression and tone, he just spoke again to seduce: "I heard that you once hated dragons because they killed your comrades in arms? Then with our support, Wouldn't you have a greater success rate in revenge against the dragon? Our strength is no less than that of the secret party. As long as we cooperate, the possibility of eradicating dragons in the future will be greatly increased, and we can end it together. Dragons, let the Dragon King become like the keel in today's auction—the power of the dragon is in the bone, and with the keel, we will replace it."

"Replace?" Anger's expression finally changed, his beard raised, "Replace what?"

"Of course it is to replace the Dragon Clan!" The young man's tone was suddenly high and passionate, as if Wall Street was leading a client to look forward to a better life after a stock that did not exist rose sharply.

However, he didn't notice that when he said the words "Replace the Dragon Clan", Lu Mingfei, who was watching the play with his chin on the side, looked at him as if he was looking at a corpse.

(End of this chapter)