Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 148 Journey (two in one, please subscribe!)

At midnight, a shuttle bus took three people to the Chicago airport.A Boeing 747-400 large airliner with its lights on is quietly parked on the track, as if it is preparing for its transoceanic flight.There are very few flights at this point, and only this one red-eye flight is still operating.

"What's the matter? Is the college so down and out? We're going to save the world. It's a business trip. It's fine to take the shuttle bus to such a remote place to board the plane," Fingel kept complaining, "Why is it still economical? Class? If it’s not first class, it must be at least a business class, right? Could it be that the money is spent on rebuilding the ‘Foundation Well’, and you can’t even afford three decent air tickets?”

"Our travel should be low-key. There is only one flight left on the night charter flight. People from the executive department stayed up all night to help us grab the tickets. It is very difficult to grab three consecutive seats. It is said that the other tickets are sold out. The night flight will probably be scheduled until next month." Chu Zihang replied lightly, carrying the large black suitcase to the boarding gate effortlessly.

Fingel was taken aback, "Really? That still makes sense, so Caesar's group can only start next month? Good! It seems that we won at the starting line. When they arrive at BJ, things may be over." It's over!" This guy seemed to be more psychologically balanced.

"But Gattuso's family sent him a 'Gulfstream' business jet. Although it is not as good as the principal's, they set off an hour earlier than us and flew directly to the route." Lu Mingfei roughly calculated in his head, "They probably arrived four hours earlier than us, so it was actually us who lost at the starting line."

"Damn, is this the legendary 'money ability'? You can really do whatever you want with money! Not only can you charter a flight, but you can also travel with two girls!" Fingel was indignant, but seeing Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang's expressions Calm down, he decided to push Chu Zihang with his shoulder, "Hey, let's have an interview, Mr. President, you are not as stylish as others, and the girl is pushed away by your own rival, how do you feel?"

"I don't feel anything. It's just your words. I will pass them on to Xia Mi, Nuonuo, and Caesar." Chu Zihang passed the boarding pass to the flight attendant without looking at Fingel.

The flight attendant smiled like a flower, took the boarding pass, tore it open, and handed half of it back to Chu Zihang, "It's cool to wear sunglasses, handsome guy, such a rare new face."

Chu Zihang was stunned for a second, then replied softly: "I understand, thank you."

"Hey, Mr. President, I'm wrong, you won't really tell the truth!" Fingel caught up with Chu Zihang after the ticket check.

The huge cabin of the Boeing 747-400 is packed to the brim, as if it was packed by a tour group.The passengers all looked familiar, some were discussing international events with each other, and their children were making funny faces on their seats.

"Economy class is so shabby, the seats are so narrow." Fingel muttered, while squinting at the beautiful woman with a tall bun not far away.

This guy seems to be suffering from a disease of "If you don't complain, you will die". Ever since he left Cassel Academy... no, since he was told that he was going to perform a mission, his mouth hadn't had a moment's leisure.

"The seat is just right, it's because you are too big." Lu Mingfei, who was seated next door, looked at Fingel, who had packed the seats in the economy class to the brim. The worst part was that this guy squeezed out a bunch, trying to occupy his territory.

"Huh? 'Big one'?" Fingel was stunned for a moment, and laughed, "Doesn't 'big one' mean quiet in your Chinese dialect? You are so kind, junior brother, you are always complimenting senior brother by beating around the bush!"

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes, the injury on his back was still not healed, he was too lazy to compete with Brother Waste Chai.

Originally, his recovery ability was far superior to that of ordinary people, but I don’t know if it was because the injury was too serious this time, or because it was a dragon king who caused the injury... The recovery speed this time is obviously slower, and when he turns over at night, he will feel a dull pain... …

Dull pain, what a ghost!Is it the pain that made him grin his teeth and couldn't sleep at all, okay?

"We will take the route of the Bering Strait and sail close to the Arctic Circle. It is also a direct flight, but the speed is much slower than that of Caesar and the others. It takes about [-] hours to reach BJ in the afternoon." Chu Zihang read from his Three sleep bags were taken out of the black suitcase, which contained three sets of eye masks and earplugs. "Go to sleep, get enough energy, and we will start working after landing."

"Is this the sorrow of the poor? After landing, Caesar and the others even had time to go to Wangfujing Snack Street to order a soy sauce, pancakes and fruits, and watch an opera. But when we landed, it was work, work, endless I’ve been wanting to try pancakes for a long time! Lu Mingfei always said that it’s better than pizza.” Fingel took the sleeping bag from Chu Zihang and complained dissatisfiedly, “Don’t you think Is the fate unfair? As the team leader, he is a rich second generation and you are just a poor rich second generation. There is a saying... The gap between the rich second generation and the rich second generation The gap between them and pigs is huge!"

"My father is just a driver who helps people drive." Chu Zihang took off his sunglasses, put on a blindfold, and moved so skillfully that his golden pupils only revealed his youthful beauty for a moment in the air.

"But I heard..." Before Fingel could finish his sentence, a hand suddenly covered his big mouth.

"Stop! You haven't heard anything, because you're deaf." Lu Mingfei quickly poked the earplugs into Finger's ears, "I've been yelling all the way, I know you are very tired, everyone is very tired, so Go to sleep, Senior Brother Waste Chai, everyone can relax when you come down."

"Brother Waste...Senior Brother Waste Chai?" Fingel was taken aback, "Hey, you used to call me Senior Brother directly, what's the matter with the name Brother Waste Chai?" Immediately he glanced at Chu Zihang beside him, Instantly understood, "Damn! You don't have to be so insulting to distinguish your two senior brothers? This is simply a personal attack!"

But no one paid him any attention.

The plane had already risen into the clouds, and they were traveling through the dense night. Outside the window was dark clouds and mist, and the lights in the cabin were warm yellow and deep. Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang had already fallen asleep side by side, as if they had sunk into the deep night.

"Beauty, beauty!" Fingel waved his hand, calling in a low voice to the stewardess with the tall bun he had been paying attention to, "Long night, long night, are you bored? Is there any cold beer? I can chat with you all night. ,free!"

The stewardess who was on a routine inspection was stunned, walked towards Finger, and smiled: "But I'm very expensive, what should I do, handsome guy?"

"Hey, to be honest, the few of us are actually going to do some great business this time!" Fingel lowered his voice, and pointed to Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang who were sleeping beside him, "The man in black knows that, right?" The Avengers know, right? We are similar to those, now you chat with me, and you will be credited for saving the world!"

"Save the world? Oh, are you talking about going to China to slay dragons?" the stewardess asked casually.

"Huh?" Fingel was dumbfounded. He vaguely saw a strong golden light leaking from the corner of the stewardess's eyes that were not covered by her colored lenses.

"Look behind you." The stewardess pointed to the rear of the plane.Fingel followed the direction of her finger, turned his head mechanically, and looked back.

Under the dim spotlight, pairs of bright golden lights danced like rows of ancient candles, and even a faint golden light permeated from the open eyes of the sleepy old man from time to time, a bear child seemed to have noticed Fen Geer looked up, glanced up at him and made a grimace, the gold in his eyes was as strong as champagne illuminated by gas lamps!

"Don't you know? Everyone on this plane has the same goal as you, dragon 'Fenrisulfr'." The flight attendant's gentle voice sounded, and she touched Fingel's head, "It's so cute , A naturally dumb handsome guy or something."

The Boeing 747-400, carrying hundreds of hybrids, headed from Chicago to BJ, the capital of China.At the same time, countless planes full of mixed races are rising into the sky from all over the world, like moving dragon nests, rushing towards the same point in the big world!

……

The white Gulfstream business jet flew over the Arctic Circle, not far away, the breathing of Nuonuo and Xia Mi gradually eased and stabilized, and the two girls finally fell asleep.

Caesar opened his eyes in the darkness. He turned over and stepped on his slippers lightly. He barely made any movement during the whole process, like a dexterous squirrel.

He looked down at his watch, and the luminous hands were swinging in the dark. When he took off, he deliberately adjusted the time to BJ's time zone. The time displayed at this moment was [-]:[-] in the morning of BJ, and the sky should be bright. The arctic circle was under their feet, and the porthole of the plane It was still pitch black outside.

Everything on this Gulfstream is adapted according to his preferences, warm lights, comfortable mattresses, constant temperature and constant oxygen, but for some reason it is difficult for him to fall asleep in the familiar environment. It seemed that something bad was approaching him.

His intuition had always been accurate, but he wasn't sure whether this so-called "bad thing" was something bad that was about to happen...or some dangerous guy.

He shook his head, as if trying to shake that uneasy emotion out of his mind.He felt that it was difficult for him to fall asleep, so he took out his notebook from the drawer, connected the charger, and the network was automatically matched.

In the darkness, a faint white light hit Caesar's face. He dragged the computer page to a frequently visited website in the favorites, and the mouse cursor hovered over the website.He held his breath and looked back at Nuonuo and Xia Mi in the corner of his eyes. The two girls had calm smiles on their faces and seemed to be still immersed in their sweet dreams.

When the mouse was dropped, Caesar turned his head, and the familiar pages flashed across. The black webpage of the hunter website seemed to be a black hole, swallowing the last light in the cabin. Almost no one knew that another of Caesar Gattuso’s Identity - a bounty hunter.

The information about hunters on the hunter website is absolutely confidential, even the Gattuso family and the Cassel Academy cannot penetrate, so Caesar has kept this one of his few secrets so far.This is not like the night watchman forum at Kassel College, where every ID can be checked. It is very likely that some family leaders will hide behind an ordinary ID and speak.

The identity of a hunter can even be traced back to Caesar before he entered the Kassel Academy. At the age of 15, he had the ID of "Hunter Market", "Governor of Gaul", because in history, Caesar the Great once conquered Gaul.And the reason why he used the hunter website was only because he felt that the classwork in the noble high school was too boring at that time, and the young master would always pursue some exciting adventures and mysteries, but at that time he didn't understand what was hidden behind the hunter website. Darkness... In fact, he doesn't understand it now, but he has heard people from the executive department talk about this website more or less, and the few adjectives that leaked from the words can feel their awe and... fear of this evil website. meaning.

Caesar noticed the eye-catching Dragon King reward post at a glance. It was placed at the top of the entire website, and the post was still filled with nearly ten thousand replies. Leaving aside some hunter IDs who had been missing and diving for many years, this number almost represented The total number of all active users, most of whom are of mixed race.

Caesar dragged the post all the way to the bottom, quickly retrieved every reply, and quickly filtered out the spam.Most of the replies are useless, most of them are doubts about rumors or guesses about the number of half-bloods who participated in the dragon slaying. In fact, [-] million US dollars is definitely a high bounty, but for some big families in the half-blood world It is nothing to say, that is, the funds for holding a charity party. Many of them are willing to join the battlefield of the dragon clan mostly for other interests.

Some unhappy heir candidates want to live to be recognized by their families, and the great achievements of the Dragon King will undoubtedly be the best proof; more families are for the dragon bone cross, which is the most precious wealth after the death of the Dragon King. The spirit of a dragon king, from which the incomparable sage stone can be extracted.

Suddenly, Caesar's gaze was fixed on a reply that no one responded to: "Dragon King related items, 20 US dollars, pay now."

Logically speaking, this reply is the same as those advertising posts, most of them are deceptive. After all, this website is famous for its mixed people. Like the Arabian Nights, an inexperienced liar.

But Caesar always felt that something was wrong, and he refused to drag his fingers as if they were stuck to the mouse.He patiently read the post several times, and chewed every sentence and word individually, but he still didn't find anything wrong... Maybe he didn't get enough sleep and his brain was short of oxygen, like Caesar thinking.He planned to skip this reply to see if he could filter out some useful information from the few remaining replies.

Until Caesar glanced unconsciously, he was stunned, and he finally realized that he was not nervous, and the strong sense of awkwardness was not hidden in the content of the post.

He turned all the way down, and most of the user IDs were a series of numbers, or common animals followed by a series of garbled characters.The ID on the Hunter website is unique, and most of the short IDs have been registered, so it is rare to see a clean and tidy ID. His "Governor of Gaul" is already short and unusual.

Compared with him, the respondent's ID was even terribly concise.

"Phoenix".

(End of this chapter)