Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 330 sisters love
"Did Nuonuo have a fight with her father?"

"Father has always treated my sister very well and never quarreled with her."

"Then why doesn't she want to go home?" Lu Mingfei opened the phone contact list, found "Nuo Nuo", and pressed the dial button.

"Maybe my sister wants to play outside. There are too many rules at home. My sister is naturally free, so I think she prefers the outside world."

With the ringing of "beep beep", the call was connected.

Cassel College is far away in Chicago, located in the Midwest of the United States, at 10 o'clock in the evening in the capital, it is almost [-] o'clock in the morning there.

There was a loud blowing sound from the other end of the phone, and Nuo Nuo seemed to be blowing his hair.

"what?"

A lazy voice came out.

"Your sister is looking for you." Lu Mingfei said.

"younger sister?"

Lu Mingfei handed the phone to Chen Yanfeng.

"Long time no see, sister." Chen Yanfeng smiled at the phone.

The blowing sound from Nuonuo's side stopped immediately, and there was a long silence instead.

"Sister, we miss you very much." Chen Yanfeng continued.

"Think I'm dead, don't you?" Nuonuo laughed contemptuously: "I'm not here, but you can make a difference."

"Sister, you are so fierce. If your father hears about it, he will punish you for not setting a good example for your younger brothers and sisters."

"Yeah, it's a pity that no matter how much you wag your tail, that man won't take another look at you."

"My sister was joking, we are all your younger brothers and sisters, and we are not stray dogs who ran away from home to beg for food. Where did the tail come from?"

"When that man calls you out, don't you stick your tail in your ass?"

"Hehehe." Chen Yanfeng covered his mouth and chuckled several times: "Sister really doesn't like life at home, she even changed her surname and first name, should I call you 'Chen Motong' or 'Nonuo' "Okay? The Chen family's surname that has been passed down for thousands of years is lost like this. Your mother may not live in peace in the underworld."

"What smells so bad?"

"Sister left home, no one to supervise, can't even do the cleaning well?"

"Well, your dirty smell came over the phone, yue" Nuonuo vomited.

The phone was hung up abruptly.

Looking at Chen Yanfeng's gentle expression, if Lu Mingfei didn't hear the conversation just now, he might think that Nuonuo and Chen Yanfeng sisters are deeply in love.

"Oh, my sister doesn't like me very much." Chen Yanfeng regretfully returned the phone to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei didn't know what to say at this time, aren't you sisters?How to make a phone call is like a war between Syria and the United States.

"Thank you, Senior Lu Mingfei, the little girl will leave first." Before Lu Mingfei could reply, Chen Yanfeng bowed politely, and Qianqian walked away from the corridor slowly.

Lu Mingfei was puzzled, and sent another message to Nuonuo, and the result showed that "you have been blacklisted by the other party".

I can't make calls, and I can't send text messages.

How much conflict does Nuonuo have with her family?

Lu Mingfei's desire to gossip was aroused, but judging from Nuonuo's reaction just now, it is estimated that she would not tell her if she was asked.

Helpless, Lu Mingfei went to get a cup of hot water to moisten his throat, and sat back beside Huiliyi.

Erika was sorting out the photo album with her mobile phone. They took hundreds of photos in the capital these days, and Erika added notes to each photo.

【April 10th, 23:[-], I went to the Forbidden City with Sakura, and met a cat of various colors at the gate of the Forbidden City. It was raised by the gatekeeper's grandfather, so cute. 】

【April 14th, 56:[-], I went to the bird's nest with Sakura and felt like I became a bird, but I didn't grow wings and couldn't fly. 】

She systematically sorts each photo into different albums, which seem monumental to her.

"Why don't we make a commemorative photo album." Lu Mingfei moved closer to Erika's side, "Print out the photos and hang them at home."

"Like a marriage certificate?" Erika switched to handwriting mode, and on the first day she moved into her new home, she hung the commemorative frame of her marriage certificate on the wall of the living room.

"Yes, you can pick some you like, frame them in a photo frame, and hang them on the wall."

Erika held her chin and thought about it seriously for a while: "I like every one of them."

"Then print them all out and make a photo wall."

"Okay."

The middle-aged man stood in front of the fence with a dragon-headed cane. Bamboo slices and wooden stakes were crossed to surround the chickens.

The old man held a black umbrella for the middle-aged man, and stood quietly behind him. The rain hadn't stopped. Although it was light rain like silk, it had been raining all day, and the mud had been mixed into mud. The native chicken walked in the fenced garden on the mud, with its head held high.

The nests of these native chickens are built with tiles and red bricks, and are only half the height of a person. Most of the chickens are resting on the haystacks, and only a few roosters are still wandering outside.

The so-called newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. These native chickens in captivity are in contact with people every day, so they are not afraid of people at all. They may even think that humans are their servants. After all, humans feed them with delicious food and drink, and they raise them. Arrogant.

It seemed to see the middle-aged man staring at it intently. The rooster crowed, flapped its wings and bumped into it, splashing dirty muddy water, and the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly appeared rich gold, and jumped into the air The native chicken suddenly died like a sudden death, lost its response, and fell heavily into the puddle.

It twitched a few times, then remained silent.

Those active native chickens were taken aback, and hid in the chicken coop one after another, not daring to come out.

The gold in the eyes of the middle-aged man also disappeared.

His expression never changed, or there was no expression on his face at all, as if he was just a bystander, watching everything around him silently.

After a few minutes, a young girl appeared beside the middle-aged man.

"Father." She saluted respectfully, the rain soaked her black hair and the clothes on her chest.

The middle-aged man nodded, still staring at the motionless native chicken lying in the mud pit, "You will be attending classes here for the next four months."

"Yes."

"Do you think I prefer Chen Motong, even if she talks to me like this, I will let her indulge?"

"Father has his own reasons for doing this."

"You are all my daughters, after all, you want to contribute to the family."

The girl lowered her head.

"Have you seen the woman next to Lu Mingfei?"

"Glanced through the crack of the door, but didn't speak to her."

"How much do you think she resembles Chen Motong?"

"Two points."

"Where did you get the two points?"

"One color, the other. It's the little girl's intuition."

"Don't get in touch with Lu Mingfei from now on, stay away from him."

"Yes."

The middle-aged man strode away without looking at the girl, followed by the old man holding an umbrella.

In the magnificent hall, there is a long table with shining gold plates and goblets on the table.

There are a variety of dinner plates on the plate in front of everyone. Since Kassel originated in Germany, the welcome package for freshmen in the preparatory class also follows the welcome package for freshmen in Kassel.

German roast pork knuckle, roast lamb ribs, roast chicken, pork chops, roast potatoes, sausages, Boston lobster.
Most of them are Western food, but there are always those who don’t like Western food. The students boiled the pot by themselves and cooked braised taro chicken, steamed pork ribs, pumpkin pie, and boiled fruit corn. These dishes were served in the pot and placed on the on another table.

Tonight's banquet is a buffet. Except for the dishes that are limited to one serving per person, if you want to eat anything else, you can get it yourself.

Xia Mi held the knife and fork, tied the napkin, and was about to let go of her appetite to have a full meal. Without the pair of dogs and men who had to touch their hands as they walked, even her appetite improved.

She came here in the afternoon, and Deng Shi wanted them to make the final confirmation of admission.

She knew what this group of people wanted to do, and it was nothing more than to announce the existence of the Dragon Clan and tell the interviewees that we are actually a school for dragon slaying. Cool commissioner, you can wear guns, biubiubiu!You can also throw grenades, bombombom!

If you want to experience a different life and make a lot of cool friends, then join us.

What, you said you don't want to sign this agreement?

Then I'm sorry, we can only clean your memory, and then call your parents, you did not pass our interview.

Think about it, what you missed is an unknown world.

Having said that, the passionate mixed races will sign their names on the non-disclosure agreement.

Xia Mi also pretended not to know about dragons, and was shocked by the next-generation dragon scale they showed.

It can only be said that life is like a play, all depends on acting skills.

"I am very glad that we have welcomed new members." Deng Shi spoke on the high platform holding a microphone, "Cassel College has a long history. It was founded in 1912. So far, it has a history of 98 years. We are determined to Sending outstanding freshmen to Kassel College, next, you will study in the preparatory class for up to four months."

Xia Mi was not in the mood to listen to the lectures at all, she just felt that the words in these scenes were long and stinky.

But suddenly there was thunderous applause in the venue, and someone cheered that name.

"I invite our outstanding student, the S-level commissioner of the headquarters, Lu Mingfei!"

Many people shouted Lu Mingfei's name and applauded vigorously, just like a celebrity meeting.

The student who just signed the agreement didn't know Lu Mingfei, so he asked the person next to him, who is that, and what does S-rank mean?
Students from mixed-race families excitedly gave them the concept of popular science "S-level", which is the existence at the top of the mixed-race pyramid. There are no more than twenty "S-level" existing, and each of them has set a glorious record .

If you have to use a metaphor, it is equivalent to inviting the CEOs of the top [-] wealthiest companies in the world to speak for them at a welcome party for new students.

They happily borrowed their brother and sister's Kassel forum account, waited for Norma to verify the IP address, and then logged into the forum to show the freshmen Lu Mingfei's glorious moments last year.

"He is the only 'S-rank' in more than ten years. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a new star in the dragon slaying world. My brother thinks that he may take over as the next headmaster of Kassel College."

"My eldest sister participated in the Freedom Day last year. You don't know how crazy it was. Lu Mingfei blocked the alley with his bare hands without a weapon. The teams on both sides rushed into the alley like sea water, but they were shot down immediately. Dizzy, the elder sister said that her eyes went black after she entered, and when she woke up, she was already on the hospital bed in the school hospital."

According to various exaggerated rhetoric, the image of a ruthless and powerful killer appeared in their minds.

"Hi everyone, I'm Lu Mingfei." Lu Mingfei stood on the stage, smiling and waving to the students.

He was wearing a dark-pattern suit and a British-style black windbreaker, and the standard cold wind of the executive department. The so-called man depends on clothes, and Buddha depends on gold clothes. Although he only changed clothes, his temperament has indeed changed a lot.

He was smart enough not to say much, but gave a formulaic introduction to the Kassel campus.

The less said, the less exposed flaws.

Soon after he finished speaking, Deng Shi took back the microphone and announced that the welcome party has officially started, and you can enjoy dinner to your heart's content.

Xia Mi felt that it was a bit unlucky recently, she could run into this loving couple wherever she went, she had no choice but to turn her grief and anger into food, pick up a knife and fork and fight with the red-roasted Boston lobster.

But after stepping off the stage, Lu Mingfei and Eriyi found her, greeted her, and then ran to the VIP table for dinner.

It was over now, the students knew that she knew Lu Mingfei, so they all came over to inquire about the news, and they couldn't even eat leisurely.

It was really bad luck to meet Lu Mingfei.

Before the showdown, I was terrified. I was always worried that Norton and Constantine would kill me. After the showdown, I was afraid that my brother would be abducted by them at night.

To be honest, she was really afraid that one day, when she returned to the Nibelungen, there would only be an empty rock wall left.

Maybe there are crooked words carved on the ground, which read: "Sister, I followed my brother. He has delicious and interesting things there, which are much more interesting than yours."

Really, a crime.
Late at night, Bulgari Hotel.

Erika takes a bath in the bathroom, every day she washes the fragrance and soaks in the bathtub for a while.

Lu Mingfei usually just sprinkled water and washed the matter hastily.

Erika often invites him to take a bath together, although he is still confident in his concentration, but when it comes to that kind of voluptuous scene, just thinking about it makes him feel uncomfortable.

He quietly walked to the terrace and called Ye Sheng.

Although Erika has good hearing, she can't understand Chinese, so don't worry about Erika eavesdropping on his proposal.

The phone was connected, but it wasn't Ye Sheng's voice that came through.

"Ye Sheng is still busy, what can you do with him?"

"Is he still busy so late?"

"I'm busy exercising. I think he seems to be getting fat again, so I urged him to do squats and push-ups to prevent him from developing a beer belly." Yaji smiled softly.

Ye Sheng, who was far away in Sichuan, was counting: "One thousand one hundred, one thousand one hundred and one, one thousand one hundred and two."

This is a single-family small western-style building. Yaji is sitting on the sofa watching TV programs, her belly is slightly bulging, and she is wearing loose maternity clothes.

Ye Sheng was sweating profusely, with his hands on the tiles, doing push-ups.

"Come on my husband, I believe you are the best." Yaji smiled and encouraged Ye Sheng.

(End of this chapter)