I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly

"Do you think everyone in my family has no brains?"

In the rain curtain, Caesar stepped forward and asked Lu Mingfei with a cold face.

"It's worse than this, I don't think they have any good brains."

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

"Then do you think they act aggressively and aggressively?"

Caesar stepped forward again, and the distance between him and Lu Mingfei was already less than forty centimeters.

"I can honestly say that I haven't met them, but I believe it is better to be famous than to meet."

Lu Mingfeidao.

"Then do you think the people in power in this family are all disgusting and rotten old things?"

Caesar asked again. His face was only ten centimeters away from Lu Mingfei’s face. Lu Mingfei said that someone would associate this word with his family’s elders. Sure enough, foreigners speak openly. .

"To be honest, I don't know the people in power in this family," Lu Ming said dishonestly, "though I really don't have a good impression of them."

He suspected that Caesar would take out a white glove from his pocket and threw it at him and then follow the ancient traditions of European aristocrats to fight him to defend the dignity of the family, but the next moment Caesar suddenly opened his arms to him. A warm hug came.

Even with Lu Mingfei’s keenness, he could not react to such a steep turn, so that he failed to avoid Caesar’s warm embrace in time. Embracing is a common etiquette in Europe and the United States, and he does not even shy away from men and women, but Lu Mingfei does not. Too able to accept this kind of enthusiasm filled with exotic styles.

After all, Caesar's strong male hormones, high-end cigars and red wine taste are not attractive to the same sex. If he embraces a girl, she might faint happily in Caesar's arms and may not be pretending.

Letting go of Lu Mingfei, Caesar backed up two steps, and stretched out his hand to him: "I think we can be very good friends."

Lu Mingfei: "..."

So... this school is really full of neuroses, right? But this Xiongtai is obviously mentally ill, right?

"Are you because I don't like your family? Or you don't like your family?"

Lu Mingfei felt that he had guessed something.

"Actually it's more appropriate to use'hate'."

Caesar shrugged.

Lu Mingfei didn't ask why. He knew that the proportion of the second disease in mixed races was very high, and the second disease patients were more likely to hate their family.

"Thank you for your help," Caesar didn't seem to be as arrogant as the rumors, he frankly thanked Lu Mingfei, "I owe you personal love."

"And I!"

On the side, Nono raised his hand, regretting that there was no play to watch.

"Raise your hand."

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

If it’s something else, he might really have to work hard, but if it involves Professor Manstein, it’s much simpler. The vice-principal told him not long ago that in this school he has a son named Manstein who is a tenured professor. Part-time Director of the Discipline Committee.

In other words, Lu Mingfei is Man Shi's uncle in the name and seniority of the professor frankly.

"You are going to Chicago?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"It's time to ask this lady's opinion," Caesar looked at Nono. "After being pointed at by dozens of guns, I don't know if you are still interested in going to Chicago."

"Now I want to go even more!"

Nono laughed.

"Then let's go! I have a better car!"

Caesar stretched out his hand at Nono, who placed his hand on the palm of his hand.

Lu Mingfei pointed to the red convertible: "Will it be available to me? It just so happens that I have to go to Chicago if I have something to do, and I'm in a hurry."

It would be better if you could borrow things peacefully without drawing your gun.

Nodded without even thinking about it, it seemed that what he was going to loan was not a supercar with a few million driving, but a spring retractable ballpoint pen he bought from a small store.

"Are you in a hurry?"

Caesar asked suddenly.

"It's not particularly urgent, but the sooner the better."

Lu Mingfeidao.

"Then we might be able to take you for a ride. I have a faster car." Caesar laughed and showed two rows of shiny white teeth. "And I have confidence in my driving skills."

"This will not affect the two... acquaintance?"

Lu Mingfei considered his words.

"If you leave the benefactor in need of help and play two-person drag racing with a beautiful girl, I will probably be spurned by God."

Caesar took out his necklace from his shirt, with a silver cross on it.

"Do you still believe in Jesus?"

Lu Mingfei said in his heart that he is really not good-looking.

"One has to believe in something," Caesar tucked the cross back into his shirt. "Believing in **** and Satan is actually the same. You can even believe in a plate of macaroni. People will only use faith to justify themselves in the end."

"Brother Caesar, do you major in philosophy?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"No, I don't have a major at the moment," Caesar shook his head. "My grade points in every subject are close to zero."

"Did you fail to hand in your paper or did you hand in a blank paper for the exam?"

Lu Mingfei was curious.

"Both," Caesar shrugged, "I always have more important things to be busy, so I can only sacrifice time for less important things."

"What's the better car you're talking about?"

Lu Mingfei changed the subject.

"Come with me."

…

"Bugatti Veyron...remodeled?"

In the silver top supercar, Lu Mingfei was sitting in the driver's seat. He suddenly understood why Caesar enthusiastically took him to Chicago, because Bugatti only had two seats.

He is now sitting in the driving seat, and Caesar and Nono are squeezed together in the co-pilot. Although the co-pilot is wide enough and Nono is slim enough, Caesar is also strong enough.

"It's been remodeled a little bit, performance has been enhanced, and the color scheme has been changed by the way." Caesar fastened the seat belts for himself and Nono, "Brother Lu, you should know how to use this stuff?"

"I drove the old man's sports car, although it is not a Bugatti, but it is a bit of experience."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"Old husband?" Caesar pondered the word for a while, a little surprised, "Are you married?"

"There is a fiancée, we will have to wait for a few years to get married." Lu Ming operated the sports car unskillfully, the engine made a deep and loud roar, he turned his head to look at Caesar and Nono who were wearing seat belts: "I will confirm temporarily. Now, two of you didn't have good night, right?"

"What? Are you going to drive the car to a speed of 350 kilometers per hour?"

Caesar smiled.

"No."

Lu Mingfei shook his head and stepped on the accelerator abruptly, causing Caesar and Nono's upper body to lean back uncontrollably, and then there was an overly strong feeling of pushing back.

Caesar is a person who likes drag racing, but he must admit that watching the pointer on the dashboard keep turning, his heartbeat speeds up a bit.

Three hundred kilometers per hour...

Three hundred and fifty kilometers per hour...

390 kilometers per hour...

400 kilometers per hour...

Then burst the table.

The maximum speed of the Bugatti Veyron is 407 kilometers per hour. At this speed, every slight turn will have the risk of rollover. This modified Bugatti Veyron has a maximum speed of 436 kilometers per hour...this speed It has even far exceeded the normal high-speed rail!

The Bugatti Veyron drew a bright silver streamer on the winding road in the rain, and the storm that it brought up shattered the fine rain, blowing away the wailing and screams of Nono. In fact, Caesar wanted to scream too, but he had his own Because of her pride, she can only grit her teeth with a pale face.

If someone comes to ask Caesar what he thinks at this moment, he will answer without thinking, "I regret it now, I regret it very much".

If driving a car like this is called "a bit of experience", then the elite of the SEALs can only be called "two shots".

Caesar doesn’t know how long the time has passed. It may be a day or a minute. He only knows that he is flying on the ground. At this moment, he believes in God so religiously. If I am guilty, please let God punish me. Not in a car with a speed of more than 400 kilometers per hour to experience PowerD ft!

When the car stopped on the side of the road, he stumbled out of the car, exhausting all his strength to barely stand firm.

Nono vomited on the side of the car, Lu Mingfei walked out of the driver's seat, patted them on the shoulders, and said concerned: "If you can't hold it, you can say it earlier. There is no need to be aggressive."

Caesar stared at Lu Mingfei with ice blue eyes, was silent for a long time, and asked: "Brother Lu, may I ask...Did you fly a plane before?"

"I have never flew a plane, but the performance of my first academy plane is not much better than yours now."

Lu Mingfei took out his briefcase and umbrella from his back box, held up the umbrella and walked away.

"This seems to be a suburb, where are you going?"

Caesar reluctantly came over, looking around the desolate wilderness, wondering.

"The school's secrets, I will tell you if I have the opportunity."

Lu Mingfei carried his briefcase and walked away. Caesar watched Lu Mingfei leave, and Nuno gradually stopped vomiting. The eyes of Lu Mingfei's blurred back were full of horror.

…

Leaving Caesar and Nono, Lu Mingfei put the briefcase under his arm and looked down at the phone, which was similar to the GPS navigation interface.

After roughly distinguishing the location and direction, he put away the phone and walked towards a certain direction in the wilderness with his briefcase.

About an hour later, Lu Mingfei "walked" in the wilderness by virtue of running faster than ordinary people, and a lonely villa appeared in his field of vision, which was brightly lit.

He walked towards the villa, ten minutes later he walked to the front of the villa, two "security guards" standing guard in the rain stopped him politely.

"Sir, there is a private party being held inside. May I ask if you have an invitation letter."

The "security guard" on the left asked politely.

Lu Mingfei took out the invitation letter from his briefcase, and a waiter wearing a hip skirt walked out of the villa, led him in, and then walked into the elevator in the villa.

The elevator slowly descended, and when it was opened again, Lu Mingfei was already in front of a reinforced concrete passage.

"Please follow me."

The tall and beautiful waitress led the way, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Lu Mingfei followed her.

The information given to him by Director Akadura stated that this directional auction was held in a secret underground auction house in the suburbs of Chicago, but he did not expect that this “underground auction house” was actually a construction In the underground auction house.

This place is really hidden and safe enough, but it will consume a lot of manpower and financial resources to establish it, even if it is a mixed-race family who wants to build such an underground auction site, it will take a lot of blood.

It is said that the original Sotheby Auction’s targeted auctions for mixed races were all held in the auction house in the city center. It was held in the same venue as the ordinary auctions, but the security forces would quietly replace them whenever a mixed race auction was held. Elite combat power only.

It wasn't until the old Taoist priest broke into the auction a few years ago to raise the security of the entire auction. Sotheby and the family behind it remained silent for a long time before restarting the mixed-race directional auction here.

That Taoist... really left a very painful lesson and shadow for Sothby.

Following the waiter, Lu Mingfei sighed silently, and at the same time gave a thumbs up to the veteran who only heard his name but didn't see him.