Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 176 The Weird Banquet Scene
As a non-staff member of the Kyushu branch, it can be said that Finger is the person who knows Kyushu martial arts best in Kasserli except for Ling and Chu Zihang.

After all, Lu Mingfei did not avoid Lu Mingfei guiding the two of them to practice in the past two days.

So when Fingel heard Lu Mingfei smile and say "double the amount of training", the shock in his heart was really unimaginable, wouldn't it be dead?Fingel is deeply skeptical.

But when he thought about the S-level awakened Yan Ling, he suddenly realized.

Indeed, with the S-rank of "Don't Die", and the sub-authority of the Kassel Alchemy Matrix, one can use the speech spirit as one likes.

When he said that no one can die, it doesn't mean that the training intensity is not strong enough. On the contrary, the subtext of this sentence is, with my spirit of words, practice at ease, no matter what happens, I can bring you back.

It was nothing short of torture.

Fingel thought gloatingly.

Wait, do I have to practice with me too!

Fingal's smile stiffened.

Lu Mingfei didn't pay attention to the unpredictability of his roommate's face.

He was walking towards Norton Pavilion with Zero.

The top luxury cars that can no longer be described as expensive split the two sides like soldiers waiting for the king's review.

Turn off the lights.

Turn off the horn.

The boys and girls in formal uniforms got out of the car one by one, facing Lu Mingfei and Ling, bowing their heads slightly.

Although someone wanted to rush up to S-Class to ask for an autograph.

But now is not the time to realize the dream of chasing stars. Tonight's protagonist is about to meet. Caesar at the end of the red carpet got up the moment Lu Mingfei appeared, his noble golden pupils shining brightly.

When the mixed race is emotional or fighting, it will involuntarily ignite the golden pupil.

Caesar at the moment is obviously the latter.

In his hand is the unsheathed Dick Tudor, the high-level alchemy weapon that was subdued by the S-rank lightly on Freedom Day.

Use only two fingers.

Some students glanced vaguely between Lu Mingfei and Kaiser.

Of course, more people just stood silently.

What will happen?

they thought.

Although everyone knows that this is a birthday party hosted by Caesar for his girlfriend.

But when Class S and Caesar appeared at the banquet at the same time, who would care about that girl named Nuonuo.

The blood of dragons flows in the body of the hybrids, so they naturally have the nature of cold-blooded animals. There is no doubt that they are born to be strong creatures. The law of the jungle is their motto, and natural selection is their rule of the game.

It is ridiculous to say that, although they claim to be dragon slayers, as a matter of fact, those who died at the hands of the Secret Party and the current executive department commissioner were more of the same kind of mixed blood than dragons.

In other words, compared to slaying dragons, hybrids are better at killing each other.

But what does it matter?

Killing, fighting, this is the instinct engraved in dragon blood and human blood.

Some students of high ancestry have begun to breathe heavily.

Pairs of golden pupils gradually lit up.

Lu Mingfei suddenly thought, even if the lights were suddenly turned off, the Amber Pavilion at this moment could be called "brilliant and magnificent".

He just chuckled.

He laughed at this moment when he was so solemn that he could smell gunpowder smoke and blood in the air.

The students who thought it would be another strong dialogue between the S-class and the head of the student union were momentarily at a loss.

Then sincerely admire.

As expected of an S rank.

No matter what the occasion, you can deal with it calmly and with ease.

They finally know what is general demeanor and what is leadership.

Caesar extinguished his golden pupils, smiled, and sheathed Dikrado.

He nodded towards Lu Mingfei, turned around and strode towards the Amber Pavilion.

The secretary hurried to follow.

"chief."

"The S-class is here, don't you see it?"

"No need."

Caesar said.

"It's not time to meet him yet, wait, let's enjoy the banquet first."

The secretary hesitated to speak.

He couldn't figure it out, Caesar sat on that chair for two hours, from eight o'clock to ten o'clock, everyone thought he was waiting for the S-class, but when the S-class really arrived, he left again.

Not a word was said.

I don't understand, I really don't understand.

After thinking about it, he was relieved again.

After all, it was Caesar, and it would be really strange if I could read his thoughts.

Outside the Amber Hall, after seeing Caesar nod to the S-Class and then turned to enter, the students looked at each other, and soon began to discuss in a low voice.

Finger also sneakily reminded Lu Mingfei.

"Be careful, boss!"

He flicked left and right.

"I suspect this is Caesar's grand banquet."

"As soon as you enter the door, Boss, as soon as the little Caesar thief throws his wine glass, three hundred swordsmen will come out immediately, each with an M4 submachine gun and sweeping wildly, intending to kill you on the spot."

Lu Mingfei sneered.

"Only with your Frigga bullets?"

Finger wanted to say more, but Lu Mingfei waved his hand.

"If it's as you guessed, it's interesting."

"To be honest, I originally came to Kassel with the mentality of studying at a military base. After all, I really don't know much about modern weapons, and it's good to have more knowledge."

"But Frigga bullets."

Lu Mingfei laughed again.

"What kind of children's polite refusal is this? I really doubt whether you are a mixed race or a college student in an ivory tower."

"But boss, we are college students."

Fingel said weakly.

"It has been filed by the U.S. Department of Education, and the documents are complete, and it has a long-term cooperative relationship with the University of Chicago."

"Oh, college students?"

Lu Mingfei seemed to have heard some incredible joke.

"It's unbelievable that there are still people who come to Kassel with such a naive idea."

"What, fighting Deadpool or dangerous hybrids, can your college student ID reduce the damage by 50.00%?"

"Since you want to go to the battlefield, you have to be prepared to go to the battlefield."

"If someone rushes to the battlefield with the idea of ​​making great achievements, taking risks and thinking that I am a hero."

Lu Mingfei nodded friendly to the students on both sides.

Whenever someone made eye contact with him, no matter boys or girls, they all showed quite excited gestures, their faces flushed, their heads held up proudly, and they nodded heavily in response to the S-rank greetings.

"Then I'll wake them up with my own hands."

Fingel on the side shuddered.

Although S-rank said this in a very approachable manner, and even his smile was as sunny as a big boy next door, but Fingel didn't feel friendly at all.

He could feel the disappointment in the S-level words.

Naturally, one can also feel the determination.

As for Lu Mingfei's determination?
Didn't you hear what he said, wake up yourself.

Fingel seems to see the future that awaits the students in Kassel.

It was hell.

It's better to quickly change the subject and continue chatting, Fingel is afraid that his little heart won't be able to bear it.

"By the way, boss, didn't you say you wanted to ask Caesar to get permission to establish a new society before you came?"

"Is there a specific action plan?"

"What are we going to do?"

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"do not know."

"Oh, as expected of the boss, Yuan..."

Fingal exclaimed.

"No...don't know!"

He widened his eyes to look at Lu Mingfei.

"Is there no action plan!"

"No."

"What about Caesar's information?"

"No."

The more Fingel asked, the wider his eyes widened.

Looking at Lu Mingfei's confident expression of "even though I haven't prepared anything this time, I'm sure I'm super confident".

He really wanted to grab the other person's shoulders and shake them desperately so that the other person's mind would clear up.

Of course, the rational Fingal would not do this.

He had heard about the tragedy that Nuonuo almost had his wrist broken because he tried to sneak attack S class in the 3E exam.

Of course, the expression of this sentence is slightly exaggerated, but it is not important. In short, S-level is a very dangerous role, which is already the consensus of all Kassel students.

So, the clever Fingel decided to play a trick to save the country with a curve.

Since there is a danger of being beaten to death directly looking for the S-level person, then the people around him...

Fingel looked at Zero with a burning gaze.

"That boss is so reckless, don't you have anything to say?"

The girl nodded.

In Finger's delighted eyes.

"No."

Lu Mingfei patted the shoulder of Fingel, who opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain."

"It's nothing more than a fight. I will follow as many people as they come. There is nothing to prepare for."

Fingel shook his head with a solemn expression.

"Don't worry, boss."

"Even if you don't take that little Caesar seriously, as your loyal little brother, I've already made all the preparations!"

He approached Lu Mingfei without any trace, and opened the skirt of his uniform, revealing the bundles of yellow tubes inside.

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows.

Just listen to Fingel's vicious words.

"Friga Bomb!"

"As long as I pull the lead, the entire Norton Pavilion will have to anesthetize me!"

"what the hell."

Lu Mingfei shook his head in disappointment.

"It's still Frigga, it's really boring."

Fingal was taken aback.

"Boss, don't you think this is..."

"Well, I thought it was true."

When they said this, they had come to the end of the red carpet.

Step through the doors of the Norton Pavilion.

Finger immediately put all his energy and concentration into it, vigilantly and quickly scanned left and right, ready at any time, and ran away.

What are you thinking? Of course he can't accompany the boss to fight against the student union.

Holding a binoculars one kilometer away from the battlefield while shouting for Lu Mingfei and Zero Waving the Flag is already the limit of this guy, okay?

However, the imagined three hundred swordsmen did not appear.

Instead...

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows.

Two rows of youthful and beautiful girls bowed slightly, and the leader was an acquaintance.

Rosalia performed a solemn and complicated etiquette.

"Welcome, S-Class."

Normally, it should be a title like Mr. So-and-So.

But it's different in Kassel. The word S-class has a special meaning, and it doesn't need to be modified with words like "respected" at all. It is already the most precious in itself.

Lu Mingfei thought it was a program prepared by Caesar for the banquet.

But unexpectedly, this show was only staged for him alone.

Rosalia led the way in front, the girls from the Lace Girls Group followed on both sides, and Lu Mingfei was surrounded in the center, heading for the banquet hall mightily.

"Have a nice evening."

After arriving at the place, after leaving such a sentence, Rosalia took the girls away.

"Did you send a group of lace girls to welcome you, Boss?"

Fingel was amazed.

"This is the treatment that only vice principals and principals have."

Lu Mingfei shrugged.

"I think it would be better to have a few people fight."

He took a goblet from the tray of the waiter who passed by, and the two-meter tall man with muscles that almost burst the red tie bowed slightly, showing a reserved and masculine smile.

Looking into the field, similar strong men abound. Their agility honed in the hail of bullets is really suitable for the work of waiters at this moment. Naturally, the hands that can hold down the submachine gun and shoot a straight line can While walking nimbly, the champagne on the plate was guaranteed not to sway, but the scars on the face and the gun marks on the arms somewhat spoiled the atmosphere, but from another perspective, it was unexpected that the badges of these men appeared at the mixed-race party harmony.

"It can't be helped. Apart from half-races, Cassel is a janitor."

Fingel noticed Lu Mingfei's eyes.

"

"Actually, the girls in the Lace Girls Group also have their own hobbies. To them, it's similar to a role-playing game, but the waiters are different. Everyone is of mixed race, but no one is willing to serve others."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

He took a sip of champagne and frowned.

"Don't you like it?"

With Finger's ability to observe words and emotions, he can almost change his job to become "Little Fenzi".

Or small plaid.

Just listen to Xiaoge saying affectionately to Lu Mingfei.

"Boss, I'd like to bring you a glass of Coke. Champagne has no taste at all. A man's drink should be Coke!"

"I would prefer plum wine if possible."

"Plum...plum wine?"

Lu Mingfei sighed slightly.

"Forget it, tell me, what is the process of this banquet."

Fingal narrowed his eyes.

At that moment just now, he seemed to feel some kind of deep and almost suffocating emotion in this young man.

But how could such emotions appear in a young man?

So contradictory.

Fingel didn't think much, just answered.

"Generally speaking, the process of the banquet is very simple."

"First open your stomach to eat and drink, then dance, and it's almost over."

"and many more."

Lu Mingfei's expression changed.

"You mean, open your stomach?"

Fingal blinked cautiously.

"Well, roughly, it's like this. Caesar has prepared a complete team of chefs to supply food in unlimited quantities."

"unlimited?"

Lu Mingfei heard an unbelievable word again.

Of course, it was an unbelievable word for him.

God, listen, someone actually told Yan Luo to open his stomach, and also said that there is no limit.

This is simply more unimaginable than the eruption of Mount Fuji.

Lu Mingfei took a sip of champagne and moistened his lips.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

He eagerly smiled.

"let's start!"

…………

After Freedom Day, this night's banquet should be the second time that Class S appeared in front of Kassel students.

However, considering that most of the students on Liberty Day had only contact with S-levels when they were unconsciously knocked out by him, and Lu Mingfei at that time was just an S-level that existed in gossip, without any The record is his endorsement, so in a sense, it is the first time that Lu Mingfei has truly appeared in front of Kassel's students as S and identity.

For example, the students in the banquet hall at this moment, since the moment Lu Mingfei appeared in the field, some people immediately cast their eyes openly or covertly, paying attention to every move of the S-level, and prepared an elegant and quick response. Prepare to charge forward and chat with the great S-Class.

However, it is a pity that such an opportunity has not appeared for a long time.

As for why...

They had never seen such an edible person.

Especially on occasions like banquets, it is so edible.

The big Australian lobster, which is as big as half a table, has only shells left in 5 minutes after passing the S grade.

Not to mention roasted pork knuckle, caviar, steak and other small snacks that are not worth mentioning.

Finger followed Lu Mingfei as if nothing had happened, trying to keep up with the rhythm of the S class.

Unfortunately, it turns out that S-class is S-class, both in terms of food intake and speed, which are far beyond what people can imagine.

In fact, Fingel is a little worried.

It's not because of Lu Mingfei's health, worrying about problems with his overeating or something.

Just kidding, mere elbow lobster is trying to affect the health of S-class, do you know how to write the word monster?

Fingel is worried about Lu Mingfei's image.

Anyway, he is also a man of the day in Kassel, what if the boss's bold and unrestrained attitude destroys other people's beautiful illusions about S-rank, thus affecting the subsequent recruitment plan of the Kyushu branch?
He knew very well how much Lu Mingfei attached importance to the Kyushu branch.

However, when Fingel quietly looked around, he was suddenly surprised.

The disdain or even contempt shown by the imaginary noble children in the face of country bumpkins did not appear at all.

Instead, he read the emotions called "longing" and "admiration" on the faces of the students around him.

How can it be?

The mixed-races who have always regarded themselves as elites, and the Kassel students who have always followed the tradition and upheld elegance as their life code, instead of laughing at Lu Mingfei for his lack of etiquette, they admired Lu Mingfei instead.

What a joke!
Fingel still remembered last semester, also at the banquet held by the chief Caesar of the student union, he just ate three plates of baked snails with cream in a row, and was laughed at.

Although the directory of the hidden folder on the man's hard drive appeared on the night watchman forum in Kassel the next day, accompanied by his purchase records of leather whips and candles, these did not appease the idiot's sympathy for kindness at all. The great trauma inflicted by the naive Fingal mind.

Pull away pull away.

In short, Fingel was confused at the moment. He couldn't understand why the elites expressed such positive emotions by eating Lu Mingfei's feast, until he heard someone's whispered admiration.

"As expected of an S-rank, this way of eating is really unique."

"Look carefully, you can't imagine how long it took him to solve an elbow!"

"Is this the S grade? It replenishes energy with absolute efficiency."

"Perhaps, this is one of the secrets of his strength."

"Well, that makes sense."

The elites nodded thoughtfully.

Finger opened his mouth, and it was also edible, how could the treatment be so different!
Just because he is S rank!

Well just because he is S rank.

This reason is too good.

The burly man wearing a white chef's hat approached Lu Mingfei aggressively.

Fingel narrowed his eyes.

Is it coming, Caesar's dismount!
He quietly pulled the fuse of the Frigga bomb, ready to anesthetize all the elites at any time.

"Hello."

The chef said to Lu Mingfei in a low voice.

"Oh hello hello."

Lu Mingfei put down his elbow and shook hands with the visitor.

The burly chef has blond hair tied into a small braid, and his sharp eyes are staring straight at Lu Mingfei. After the two shake hands, listen to him.

"It is the highest honor for our chefs to be liked by our guests."

"Especially a guest like you."

"Is this a challenge? Very good, I received it."

"I will use all my abilities to decide the outcome!"

After speaking, the man turned and left.

Lu Mingfei was left with a confused face.

Who is this?
The burly man returned to the kitchen.

A group of equally strong chefs held shining knives and iron pans, and lined up to welcome them in awe.

Looking at this posture, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "murderous". People can't help but wonder whether they are chefs or medieval knights. Look, don't the knives and iron pots look like the swords and shields of knights and lords? ?

Of course, using the image of a knight is somewhat biased, and it would be much more accurate to replace it with a butcher in horror works. It is the kind of burly guy with a gloomy face who chops unknown meat at midnight, and turns on the stove. You might be able to see the bubbling soup pot...

Anyway, it's a similar image.

The man with the blond dreadlocks is probably something like a head chef.

He scrutinized his men like a general.

I saw a pair of determined eyes.

The head chef nodded in satisfaction, and knocked on the bottom of the pot twice.

"I received a gauntlet from S-class!"

"Comrades!"

"Stake our honor as chefs!"

"There must be no shortage of food!"

"Hoohoo!"

The butchers responded by brandishing kitchen knives.

They uttered a battle cry similar to that of Vikings.

At the command of the head chef, the battle began.

The janitors who also serve as waiters seem to have returned to their glory days.

Those days of whistling with bullet casings.

Ah, the rifle is singing, how beautiful it is!

They are trained to run back and forth between the kitchen and the hall.

Send the roasted pork knuckles that comrades have completed with their lives to the dining table at table S.

The kitchen is an absolute battlefield.

Every chef has a serious face, as if his parents have just died.

The food is processed with the technique of sending a general knife into the chest of the gangster.

Then he turned on the spray gun with the momentum of igniting the mortar, and the blue flame seemed to bring them back to the previous battlefield.

It's back, it's all back!
The janitors almost burst into tears.

Fingal also burst into tears.

"I can't, I can't, I really can't."

He patted his round belly and whimpered.

"How can a man say no?"

Lu Mingfei spoke in earnest.

"You will be looked down upon by others, my roommate."

"Look... look down on me!"

Fingel struggled to get up and tremblingly touched the steaming elbow.

"I can still!"

At the same time, under the leadership of Class S, the students in Kassel abandoned their ridiculous reserve and elegance, and all began to eat with a heroic posture.

It's very simple.

There is no mistake in the S class, so they are the ones who are wrong.

Following the strong is not something that can be done with words.

Action must be taken!
However, for some unknown reason, from a certain moment on, the well-endowed banquet of the nobles suddenly became the scene of the restaurant opening big reward big eater challenge.

I always feel that there is something weird.

(End of this chapter)