Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 31 The True Inner Thief

The Maserati stopped on the roadside speed bump.

"Are you ready? The task is about to start. You are going to the auction now. Your identity is a rich but new art lover. You need a hobby to reflect your identity. Smoke a fifty-dollar Cuban cigar A hint of your taste."

Anger handed Lu Mingfei a cigar packaged in an aluminum tube.

"Understand, understand! I'm familiar with it, I, Lu Mingfei, a local dog, oh no, a local tyrant! Because I like the lady of the art academy, I am going to cultivate a unique artistic taste... What a **** wrote the script ?”

Lu Mingfei took the cigar, put it in his mouth, squinted and said, as if he had already entered the role state.

Angers handed over another envelope and praised: "It seems to be written by your dear roommate. I think it suits you. Here is your invitation card. Don't lose it. Norma opened a bank for you at a bank in Zurich." An account with 200 million deposited in it."

"Very suitable? Heh, principal, don't you know that there is a kind of person who can't hide his true temperament no matter how he pretends?" Lu Mingfei took Faith and put it in his pocket, and got out of the car with a cool shake of his head.

He closed the car door, and as if he remembered something, he leaned on the car door and asked, "By the way, principal, is there an upper limit for this auction?"

"Cap?"

"Yes, just in case... I mean just in case!" Lu Mingfei said with a little guilty conscience, "What if someone crazy bids with me? Think about it, what if there is news of the ghost in the school? If it leaked out and attracted competitors, should I give up halfway and wait for another opportunity, or fight to the end with the opponent to show our tenacious and unyielding will to fight?"

Anger scratched his head: "The ghost? There shouldn't be such a thing, right? I came to you as a pawn, hoping that it would become an unpopular thing, and as an upstart, you naturally spend money on seemingly useless things , and then put it in the bag, but if someone really sees the value of that thing, it depends on you to shock him with an S-level aura and make him retreat!"

The old man looks like I am very optimistic about you.

"No, what is the S-level aura?" Lu Mingfei was stunned, and shouted, "Domineering aura? That thing is not reliable for real money. If you don't tell me the number, principal, I don't know it!"

"Actually..." The old man pondered for a moment, then shrugged, "You can just take it down, I just don't want some people to pay attention to it, it doesn't matter how much it is, anyway, the money will be paid by the school board, it will Someone pays for you, don't be afraid, just play!"

Lu Mingfei praised: "With your words from the principal, I feel relieved."

"See you later!" Ange waved with a smile, stepped on the accelerator, and the car jumped out.

Fortunately, Lu Mingfei flashed so fast that he didn't stay where he was.

He stood on the side of the road and looked up at the sky.

The sky was as clear as water, and a white-winged lake gull that strayed into a human city flitted among the tall buildings, leaving a silhouette in the air.

With your words here, I really have no psychological burden.

The thief on the road was full of smiles and looked at the black Lincoln sedan slowly approaching him.

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Pennsylvania Road.

This is a small road hidden in the downtown area, with towering gray walls of skyscrapers on both sides. Over time, the limestone surface has peeled off, revealing the desolation of a run-down nobleman.

At the end of the road stood a huge square building with no windows on the high walls, only a large exhaust fan near the top was slowly turning.

Chicago Municipal Opera.

All kinds of high-end cars stopped at the door, the red taillights flashed one by one, and the heavy doors opened.

The first to come down is the man wearing a black tuxedo or evening dress, a white embroidered shirt, and a metropolitan style with thick pomade on his parted hair.

Then the hand protruding from the car wore long white velvet gloves, and the silver wrist watch was worn outside the glove. The man held that hand, and gently pulled out the modern girl who was wrapped in mink fur and covered with a veil. The heels of the shoes stepped on the ground, the calf stretched out a graceful arc, white steam overflowed from the sewer, and men and women walked towards the opera house arm in arm.

Time seems to turn back 60 years in an instant.

Return to Chicago in the golden age of 1950.

10 minute later.

Wait until all high-end cars gradually leave in sequence.

A black Lincoln sedan parked silently in front of the opera house.

Attracted by its old-fashioned and imposing manner, the waiter quickly ran down the steps, the car window slowly fell, and a young, slender hand handed out a dark red invitation card.

"Mr. Ricardo M.Lu, the auction has already started. Would you like to go in now?" the waiter asked politely, calling out an unfamiliar name.

"Of course." The young man sitting in the shadows in the car said with a smile.

"Please!" The waiter opened the car door for him and stepped aside.

A young man with a thick cigar in his mouth stepped out of the car door, wearing an expensive custom-made Armani suit, a white lace scarf, shiny Ferragamo leather shoes, and a brown Burberry windbreaker on his shoulders.

The waiter looked surprised, he didn't expect this person's taste to be so... mixed.

But this is the taste of a distinguished guest, and as a waiter he has no right to comment.

The waiter took the initiative to walk in front, leading the way for Lu Mingfei.

"Why haven't you arrived yet? The auction has already started." Ange's doubtful voice came from the wireless earbuds in his ears.

"We're at the door, there's a traffic jam on the road." The miniature microphone was hidden by Lu Mingfei's chin.

"Don't be surprised when you see anything, just follow along."

"Now we are going to start shooting the "Qing Qianlong Foreign Color Gourd Vase with Flowers and Longevity Ruyi". This porcelain from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty in China is the pinnacle of porcelain making technology at that time..."

In the spacious hall, came the auctioneer's frustrating and powerful voice.

Lu Mingfei followed the waiter through the dimly lit passage, and the faint scent of perfume lingered in the air.

He stood at the corner of the passage and the hall.

At this time, the lights in the hall have been extinguished, but the opera house is still brightly lit. It is no longer those crystal chandeliers that illuminate here, but hundreds of pairs of golden pupils!
Golden Eye!
"Don't be surprised, all the people participating in this auction are of mixed race, just like you and me, find your seat and sit down, the auction has already started." Angers' deep voice came from the earplugs.

The auction in the hall has already started, and the auctioneer started bidding after a full introduction.

But at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps interrupting his bidding.

The leather shoes made a crisp sound when they stepped on the ground, as if stepping on the lifeblood of the earth, it shook everyone's ears slightly.

The people sitting in the seats slowly turned their heads.

Hundreds of pairs of golden pupils locked on the latecomers who were walking down at the same time, gathering like a tide of incomparable majesty!

"Mingfei... what are you doing?" The headmaster's voice came from the earbuds in a state of astonishment.

Lu Mingfei took off his sunglasses with a smile, and threw them to the waiter beside him.

Everyone saw this young man who was late, and glanced at his whole body with a slight frown. They couldn't help showing a sneer, and they laughed and discussed the young man's taste like a nouveau riche with the people around him, just like a landlord who smells like copper. Entered a gathering among famous nobles.

Lu Mingfei closed his eyes, put away the smile at the corners of his mouth, but didn't stop walking, as if he didn't feel the majesty that was almost substantively squeezed around his body.

And when he opened his eyes again.

Hot molten lava flowed from the dark golden pupils.

The blazing eyes were cold and fierce.

He scanned the audience, and no one dared to beat him up.

He showed an equal and polite smile to everyone again, and walked to his position in the sudden silence.

Before he broke into this hall wearing a very messy big name, everyone laughed at his taste, laughing at a certain nouveau riche who lost his way and broke into the ball of the nobles, it was really cute and ridiculous.

But when he opened his eyes and looked around, no one dared to look at him anymore, and they all subconsciously avoided those majestic golden pupils, as if they had been stung hard!
Taste can lie.

But blood doesn't.

The mixed races are proud of their bloodlines and naturally respect their bloodlines.

At the moment when their eyes met, all of them were defeated without any suspense.

This is not a lake gull strayed into a human city at all!

It's an out-and-out humanoid Tyrannosaurus!

He concealed his strong and violent nature with his eccentric and ridiculous taste, just like a lion wearing a jackal's skin, mixed into the pack of wolves, and the wolves laughed at his otherness.

And when he reveals this essence, everyone must treat each other in silence to express their respect for power and blood!

then.

The low laughter and comments were swept away, replaced by awe-inspiring silence.

The hall fell silent in an instant.

But there is something unspeakable hidden in this tranquility.

Like the thunder that moves like a snake swimming behind the clouds, you can't see or hear it, but you can faintly feel the magnificence and deadly danger behind the clouds.

The young man stepped on his own rhythm, sat down in full view of everyone, ignored anyone from the beginning to the end, did not say sorry for the interrupted auction, and just leisurely enjoyed the world as if only he existed.

So... arrogant.

(End of this chapter)