Dragon Clan: Restart your life

Lu Mingfei wiped the sweat from his forehead. It's hot in summer, and thunderstorms in summer are already sultry. It's too bad the old man doesn't turn on the air conditioner...

He thought a lot at this moment, but in the end the thought that settled in his mind turned out to be - the boss is really going to join the Dead Parents Team!

It's gratifying...

Lu Mingfei sighed. He didn't expect that among their group, the first one to rise up would be the boss.

Originally it was not his turn, but the Yuan Zhisheng brothers went through the formalities to withdraw from the team some time ago. After all, they have now found their biological father.

Senior brother and his mother are alive and kicking, but there is no guarantee that his father is still alive.

My parents in this life are still playing hidden plans.

Fingel... never heard this guy talk about family.

Lu Mingfei was thinking about going to the German countryside one day to see the ancestral castle and racecourse of a certain rural noble.

He had ridden a heavy motorcycle and driven a Bugatti Veyron, but he had never ridden a horse. He thought it would be a different experience to take Eri on a horse and stroll slowly from afternoon to dusk...

Lu Mingfei suddenly came back to his senses, with a serious look on his face, realizing that he lacked basic respect for Mr. Pompeo.

Mr. Pompeii was about to braid his hair, but he was still planning to pass his hands through the girl's slender waist, hold the horse's reins and hold the girl's hand at the same time. He would place his chin lightly on the girl's shoulder, and his hair would lightly brush against her nose. , the girl was lying in his arms, they were riding horses from one end of the town to the other, and the sun wheel in the sky slowly crossed the distance between east and west, slowly falling towards the horizon...

So lucky...shameful!

Lu Mingfei secretly clenched his fists, thinking that he couldn't be blamed for this. If it were another person, he might really become nervous and worried after Knownes' words, and he might actually die.

But a middle-aged rising star who is dozens of years younger than the vice-principal, but is no less shameless...

It's better to wash up and sleep.

He wouldn't believe a word if Pompeii, the old fox, was unprepared.

The simplest piece of evidence is that King Arthur was buried more than a thousand years ago, but no one has found his tomb until today, and this person's name is Pompeii Gattuso.

Lu Mingfei curled his lips and replied to Norns: [One thing to say, another matter to say whether he dies or not, I feel like your brother is about to be abducted]

【Ah】

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"Pompei, calm down!" As soon as Angers blurted out, a chaotic noise came from the phone, accompanied by panicked screams.

Angers stood up suddenly, his golden eyes lit up like fire, and his heart was filled with shock and anger. Pompeii, this idiot, is so reckless!

He asked loudly what happened in Pompeii, but the screams continued, which made Ange more anxious, but he soon realized something was wrong. The screams...

Could Pompeii have let out such a high-pitched scream?

Angers frowned. For a person like Pompeii, even if he encountered a certain death situation, he would probably light a cigar by the enemy's fire, smile freely in the smoke, and then open his palm to reveal a grenade. The lead, a classic character who drags the enemy to his death amidst laughter and steals the limelight from the protagonist as a supporting actor.

"Report the number if you are still alive." Ange said angrily.

"1!"

A quick and prompt answer.

Pompeii also seemed to feel a little disrespectful to the old man below him. He coughed lightly and said, "It's okay. Let's liven up the atmosphere. You don't know. This place is getting old and gloomy. I always feel like someone is blowing wind in my ears. You say it's scary?" Not scary!”

"I'm really open this time! I'm open! Angers, if I can't go back this time, I must remember to tell my son that my father loves him, even though his father often travels around the world and hooks up with various women. Go home and have sex... But this is all necessary for acting, and it does not prevent me from loving him. Well, who doesn't love their silly boy? When he was a child, I rode him across the alfalfa fields on a motorcycle. Want me It is said that Frost spoiled this boy rotten..."

Listening to Pompeii's nagging voice, Ange's heart sank instead.

He said solemnly: "Are you sure?"

Pompeii, who was still chattering, stopped. After a few seconds of silence, the man chuckled and said, "It can't be said that I'm not sure. I've traveled to so many places over the years and spent most of my time preparing for today, but this kind of thing I can’t say for sure, strictly speaking it’s 60 to 70%, it’s worth the gamble, if I lose, I’ll ask you to take care of my son.”

"Why leave it to me? Don't you still have Frost?" Angers whispered, "Afraid that he will spoil Caesar?"

"I'm going to die, and Frost is going to die soon. My stupid brother doesn't know anything. He doesn't even know how his father died. He's just a fool." Pompeii sighed, "But this fool I always think I’m pretty smart, do you think it’s bad or not?”

"Even Frost doesn't know, what secrets are you hiding?" Angers sighed, "It's really incomprehensible. How did your father die? I almost forgot about you and Frost. He even has a biological father."

"I killed him with one blow, cleanly and neatly." Pompeii's voice was loose and brisk, "Are you filial or not?"

"...I'm sorry, I don't know how to describe it."

Suddenly hearing that Pompeii had killed his father with his own hands, Ange was also shocked, but he quickly realized that the son's murder of his father should have been a sensational event, but this matter was never leaked from beginning to end. Even Frost didn't know...

This shows that this matter was either suppressed by Pompeii alone, but considering that Pompeii was far from sitting on the position of Gattuso's patriarch and doing whatever he wanted, Angers preferred the second option.

This incident was in line with the "needs" of the Gattuso family and was an act approved by the then-powerful Gattuso family!

"I'm really going to open the box. I don't know what treasures I can find. Do you have anything else to ask?" Pompeii asked calmly.

Only then did Angers suddenly realize the true meaning of tonight's phone call.

"Did you call the wrong person when you called me for the last time?" Angers said softly, "Shouldn't I have called Caesar?"

"That's so unlucky. Isn't this simply setting a death flag for yourself?" Pompeii said in disgust.

"Death flag?"

"In movies, fathers usually give gifts to their sons or daughters before they leave... Well, I have to add a sentence, in fact, I wanted to have a daughter back then. Forget it, you, a lonely old man, don't understand this kind of thing."

Across the distance from Chicago to West Z, Angers seemed to be able to see a certain guy shaking his head and sighing.

"Usually in movies, people who call their sons and daughters and tell them that I have to go out and will be back soon and don't worry usually end up dead. I don't want to follow their mistakes. I'm also planning to attend my son's wedding. There’s a scene going on.”

Angre was speechless and said: "You also believe in the movie?"

"I even believe in Buddha, so what if I believe in a movie?" Pompeii sighed.

Angre held his forehead and said, "Your farewell ceremony was off-line as usual."

"It's too solemn. I'm afraid you are not used to it, and neither am I." Pompeo wrote lightly. "Finally, I will give you a reminder. Be careful of the Gattuso family recently. I must say that you may have promoted Caesar to the position of leader. Bad move."

"What do you mean?" Ange said solemnly.

"Ah, I'll tell you more about it when I get back. My teammates are here, and we're going to form a team to fight the boss!" Pompeo suddenly laughed, "Oh my, my allies have become handsome again after not seeing each other for several years!"

Pompeii laughed and the phone was hung up.

Angers looked at the busy cell phone and fell into deep thought. Pompeii was not alone. He also had unknown allies.

The most critical information he obtained tonight was the discord between Pompeii and his family revealed in his words.

There is indeed a problem in the Gattuso family, and Frost probably knows nothing about it. Pompeii, who knows the key, is unwilling to reveal it. In recent years, he has used the name of romance to cover up his tracks, traveling around the world, planning a ten-year plan. Several years of planning, tonight ushered in a critical turning point.

But why did Pompey say that their choice of Caesar was a bad move?

"Mingfei, what do you think..."

"I think the harm will last for thousands of years!"

Ange raised his head and looked at Lu Mingfei. Just when he was about to ask Lu Mingfei what he thought of the current situation, Lu Mingfei rushed to answer.

"I heard the vice-principal said that if Pompeo and he were born in the same era, I'm sure this generation of tutor Flamel will be replaced." Lu Mingfei shrugged, "So this kind of person will not die so easily. of."

Angers nodded slowly: "You are right. The scourge will last for thousands of years, and Pompeii will not die so easily. Please don't tell Caesar about tonight's incident."

Lu Mingfei said, "I can only guarantee that I won't tell you until the boss asks."

"That's enough." Ange slowly sat behind the desk, glanced at the cold tea, and suddenly said, "Mingfei, what do you think Pompeii wants to do?"

Lu Mingfei thought for a while: "According to the current intelligence, King Arthur is suspected to be an example of being promoted to pure blood as a mixed race. Maybe he wants to dissect King Arthur so that he can find a way to promote to pure blood."

Ange narrowed his eyes and said, "How many ways are there to promote a mixed-blood to a pure-blood?"

"I don't know the specifics." Lu Mingfei shook his head and said, "Who knows how many new methods they have developed over the past few thousand years."

"Does Herzog's method really work?" Angers asked.

"Theoretically, it is feasible in a short period of time." Lu Mingfei nodded, "Inheriting power through blood exchange. The Dragon Clan inherits power through blood, but this is only limited to ordinary pure blood. In the field of the first generation species, the power of Nobility is no longer limited to blood, but is also reflected in the soul. Even if he transforms into the White King through fetal blood, he will eventually die due to the lowliness of his soul."

"In other words, even if Herzog usurps the White King's fetal blood and transforms into the White King, his soul will eventually be overwhelmed by this power?" Angers asked.

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. People with too thin necks should not become emperors, otherwise their necks will easily break." Lu Mingfei said.

Ange nodded: "That's it for tonight's tea party. Do you still want to rush back to eat hot pot?"

"No, it's too late. I went back and talked on the phone with Eriyi before going to bed."

"Talking on the phone?" Ange raised an eyebrow and said, "Talking on the phone across a dormitory corridor?"

"I can't help it. Actually, I'm a very traditional man." Lu Mingfei said shyly.

…

After Lu Mingfei left, only Patsy and Angers were left in the principal's office.

The rain outside the window is still falling, but it is gradually getting weaker, and the sound of rain hitting the eaves is much softer.

"Patsy, is there anything you want to tell me?" Angers asked. "If not, you can go to rest and let Manstein arrange a room for you, or you can go to Caesar's ."

Patsy said calmly: "Principal, I will follow you throughout the next few days to protect your safety."

Angers was stunned and remembered Pompeii's opening words.

He suddenly couldn't laugh or cry and said, "You don't have to accompany me, an old guy. There are not many people in this world who can kill me in this school."

Patsy shook his head and said: "That's because people who can kill you will never appear in front of you easily, and once they appear, almost no one in the secret party can stop them."

"Almost no one? You mean you can?" Ange's eyes were full of meaning.

"I can fight for a chance of survival for you." Patsy said softly, "At least I can hold on until the reinforcements arrive."

Angers was silent for a moment, and the hot water that had just been boiled made a boiling sound. He stood up, picked up the teapot, and said calmly: "It's up to you. I'm going to Leonardo's place now. If you want to come, you can come with me. superior."

Patsy nodded silently.

The moment Angers turned around, he glanced at this strange man again.

This man seemed to be used to keeping his presence very low, and even he almost ignored Patsy.

Angers thought for a while and realized that the Gattuso family was full of strange people.

…

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West z.

"Hi! Lao Ma, what's here, what's here!" Pompeii waved his hand and warmly greeted the man who slowly approached the tomb.

The visitor was dressed in mountain climbing attire. He seemed to be here to challenge the roof of the world. He took off his sunglasses and said with a smile: "Pompei, I didn't expect you to actually find this place. It's really incredible. Then according to your agreement with me, you What do you want?"

The visitor is clearly Mars!

"The blood in the Holy Grail." Pompeii shrugged, "According to our agreement, you have to pay me a share of the blood of the Holy Grail that can overcome the pure blood barrier."

"Of course." Mars paused and smiled, "You are really a good father, doing this for your son."

Negotiations were initially reached, and the two people's eyes gradually fell on the coffin where King Arthur was said to be imprisoned.

"Are you ready? I may not be able to take care of you later." Mars reminded kindly.

"Wait a minute, I'm loosening my waistband. I've grown recently, and my crotch is stuck in my pants, which makes me uncomfortable." Pompeii said seriously, "Old Ma, while I'm loosening my waistband, I want to ask you a few questions. I won't tell you. Secretly, are you King Arthur's love rival, and you are still trying to dig his grave after thousands of years?"

Mars' eyes never left the coffin in front of him. There was a strange light in his golden eyes. He seemed to be expecting something, and there was some kind of greed in his eyes.

"No need to test, I'm not Merlin." He chuckled, "I just wanted to confirm if Odin is here."

The smile on Pompeii's face gradually faded.