Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 472 Negotiation Methods
Lu Mingfei, who was in a trance, the moment the phone was connected, his chaotic brain reacted to the voice, and before he even had time to think, a name blurted out: "Dad, it's you."

Although the voice on the other end of the phone was a little distorted, it was clearly from Lulin City, where he had been to the North Pole for a long time. The other party's voice was still the same, with a bookish air, but a little more majestic.

"Go to 351 Plushenko Street in Moscow, and the people there will take you to the shelter." Lu Lincheng said without any nonsense, and ordered directly.

Hearing Lu Lincheng's words, Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head and said, "No, dad, I'm not going to the shelter, I'm here for something else."

Lu Lincheng's voice on the other end of the phone didn't fluctuate at all: "The shelter will be closed in a while, you'd better come here quickly, I won't be able to contact you after that."

With the awakening of the Dragon King and the arrival of the predicted doomsday, the doomsday faction will naturally seal the entrance and hide in the shelter to live. However, Lu Mingfei did not come here for the safety of the shelter. He put the phone close to his ear and spoke quickly. Said eloquently:
"Dad, Uncle De, Principal Ange and Sister Luli have fallen into the Nibelungen. The vice-principal said that you know the Nibelungen best. Is there any way to rescue them?"

Lu Lincheng didn't speak. He could hear the other party's breathing on the other end of the phone. Lu Mingfei didn't speak, but he had already thought of the other party's possible answer. On the other end of the phone, Lu Lincheng spoke after a moment of silence:

"You really should come here, Cassel made you too naive and childish."

Lu Mingfei moved his neck in embarrassment, changed his mobile phone to another hand, and then said casually, waiting for his father's next words, Lu Lincheng continued: "About the Nibelungen, that is our highest Secret, how can it be used to save the leader of the secret party?"

The so-called shelter of the doomsday faction is in an artificial Nibelungen, and because of this, this shelter is extremely safe, and the chairman Lu Lincheng has become the person who knows the Nibelungen best.

"But... isn't that Uncle De, the family members should help each other." Lu Mingfei squeezed out a smile, and advised in a nasty tone: "And with him around, those materials will definitely not be used against the boss. Dad yours."

Lu Lincheng didn't speak, but Lu Mingfei clasped his palms and said, "There's also the principal, he's there too, dad, if you rescue him, maybe he'll be fine once he's happy."

There was still no sound on the other end of the phone, and a heavy pressure spread all over Lu Mingfei's body. He suddenly realized that he was not chatting with his father, but was talking about business with a high-ranking chairman of the committee. The most precious information to save the ruler of hostile forces.

But he still had some youthful innocence, wiped the sweat off his head, and then said: "There is also my younger sister, Lu Li, who is also stuck in it, and she is also my mother's daughter, Dad, please help..."

There was finally some movement on the other end of the phone, it was a chuckle, a mocking chuckle, Lu Mingfei's heart sank to the bottom, and Lu Lincheng's voice came slowly: "She is your Mother's daughter is not mine, no, to be precise, she is not your mother's child either, maybe she is closer to Ender's blood."

"But it has nothing to do with me."

"Uncle Dande..."

"You should know what he is," Lu Lincheng said with a hint of disgust in his voice, "I joined the Doomsday faction to continue the human race, not to save a lizard."

"Dad, you..." Lu Mingfei's chest heaved. He never thought that his father would say this, but Lu Lincheng on the other side of the phone was getting impatient. He interrupted Lu Mingfei and said: "Remember to go to that location, your mother and I will wait for you here."

When the phone was hung up, Lu Mingfei felt as if there was a wall in front of him. He wanted to get over it, but he couldn't get out.

A big hand was placed on his shoulder. Lu Mingfei turned his head and saw Fingel who was smiling next to him: "Brother, this is not how negotiations are done. Give me the phone and let me demonstrate."

Lu Mingfei took a few deep breaths, and stuffed the phone into Finger's arms. He knew that his father was right. He was indeed a little naive just now, but it was because he was facing his father.

Unfortunately, my father is no longer the father of the past, and he is not the past him.

On the other side, Finger gave Lu Mingfei a thumbs up, and called back the phone again. As soon as the other side was connected, Finger broke out a coordinate: "North latitude 73 degrees 23 minutes, West longitude 114 degrees 51 points."

Finger turned on the loudspeaker with confidence, and the other side of the phone was silent for a while, and he could vaguely hear the sound of hands hitting the table and Lu Lincheng's breathing, and then he asked, "Who are you?"

"An ordinary paparazzi, don't bother you," Fingel smiled, like a fox who stole a chicken, and like a gambler who won a lot of chips: "But you and the Doomsday faction, I'm afraid you have to worry about it." The next thing."

"Oh, the secret party can't bear it anymore, the shelter will let..."

Fingel interrupted Lu Lincheng unceremoniously: "You know that the coordinates just now are the location of the shelter of the Doomsday faction. As long as I hand over the coordinates to the current secret party, the Doomsday faction will never have peace."

"And brother, you don't think it's difficult to find you, do you?" Fingel sneered, "Mr. Ander didn't tell me the coordinates just now, but I calculated them based on your material import and export data."

As he said that, Fingel broke out several companies, all of which were material suppliers in the doomsday shelter, and continued: "Even if you don't use this method, if you look at the satellite cloud image, you can see the blocked If you look carefully, anyone will know where you are."

Fingel's voice grew louder, and he said almost in a roaring tone: "Who do you think is wiping your ass, now you need Mr. Ander, not Mr. Ander who needs you, move your S-level heads, it is good for all of us to give out the information!"

There was no response on the phone. Finger waited for a while, then hung up the phone neatly, and threw the phone back to Lu Mingfei. The two looked at each other for a while, and finally Finger couldn't help laughing out loud.

"You two are quite similar, both of you are stubborn." He said carelessly to Lu Mingfei, but just as Lu Mingfei was about to refute, the phone in his hand rang, it was a different number, and Lu Mingfei closed it. Mouth, connected, this time he pressed the speakerphone, but heard a female voice, she whispered on the phone:
"Son, check your mailbox and remember to rescue your sister. You can come to our side at any time."

The phone was hung up quickly, and in the mailbox, there was a piece of information lying in the inbox, which came from his mother, Qiao Weini.

(End of this chapter)