The Dragon Clan: Filling the Pit Lu Mingfei

Chapter 49 No Tears in Moscow "Please Read More, Please Pull the Last Page First!"I want to test the water push, thank you"

The Gulfstream G550 named "Sleibnir" soars above the sky, its wings tear through the vast and misty clouds, just like the dorsal fin of a killer whale across the boundless sea, every trip is a grand hunt...

It is worthy of being called "Sleibnir". It only takes 8 hours to fly directly from Chicago to Moscow. This speed is only comparable to the war horse of Odin, the god king in Norse mythology.

Therefore, it is extremely fast, making it the beloved treasure of Principal Angers.On weekdays, it is not used frequently, only for urgent missions and important occasions, Angers will call this big baby out of the hangar to support the occasion.In addition, Angers would rather be wronged to take an ordinary flight even if he travels by himself.

But when Lu Mingfei received the Angers mission message, Sleibnir had already rested and waited on the runway for a long time with a roar.

The principal is so generous, of course, not to show preferential treatment, but because this task is of a high level and very secret.It is worth his personal supervision and remote command with authority.

in the spacious cabin.Chu Zihang sat upright, holding a long knife in both hands, and closed his eyes to rest his mind.Even though he was resting, the muscles all over his body were still tense, and his figure was as straight as a spear, as if he was ready to go into battle at any time.

Fingal, who was sitting on the row of seats behind Chu Zihang, was in stark contrast to him.I saw Fengou curled up with a burly body and snoring soundly, with a wretched smirk on his face, and his mouth was slobbering, soaking the windbreaker that was balled up on his body.Looking at it, the dream is either a beautiful woman or a sudden wealth.

Nuonuo and Xia Mi were head to head, huddled together, biting each other's ears and whispering.From time to time, they all looked up at Chu Zihang together, with aunt smiles all over their faces.And Min Shibo sat on the side, swiping his phone boredly.

Caesar and Lu Mingfei complained that there are only bottled orange juice and instant coffee here, which is not as good as the world's top oranges, Chinese Fuchuan navel orange freshly squeezed juice and the world's top Ethiopian Yirgacheffe coffee that they usually drink.

While comforting Caesar, Lu Mingfei told him that the iced Coke in his hand was no worse than a million bottles of Romanee-Conti.And recommended to Caesar the nutrition express line of Chinese specialties that he carries.

Caesar looked at the blue and white bottle in his hand, gently opened it and poured a little into the cap, shook it habitually to sober up and drank it all in one gulp.After taking the taste, put the cap on the bottle very preciously.Just gave a thumbs up and said

"Chinese Drink, NB! Vice President, is this the must-have drink in the legendary Internet cafe you told me?"

As the young master of the Gattuso family, one of the richest families in the world, Caesar has basically zero knowledge of Internet cafes.After inadvertently asking Lu Mingfei, in the eyes of Caesar, Internet cafes are mysterious arenas.

He still remembers that Lu Mingfei drank the Coke in his glass in one gulp, put a lollipop in his mouth instead of a cigarette, and his tone was full of pretended deepness and vicissitudes: "Boss, the Internet cafe is just a quack! "The words are full of a touch of sadness.

Any Chinese netizen who hears this passage will kick Lu Mingfei to the ground, calling him a non-mainstream middle-school student, purely a pretense to find trouble for nothing.

But Caesar is an innocent, pitiful, oh no, he is off the track, he is a super rich second generation who has never experienced an ordinary life.He understands Jiang Hu, which is the stage background of grievances and hatreds in Chinese martial arts novels.

Therefore, in his eyes, the Internet cafe is: a place where young warriors gather, drink and chat, punish evil and promote good, like a foreign knight novel Bravely fighting the evil dragon and saving the princess.

"Mingfei, I understand. This is your classic line. Internet cafes are not about fighting and killing, but people are so sophisticated! There are such top-notch drinks in Internet cafes, no wonder Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, everyone yearns for it!"

Caesar tasted the white liquid in the blue bottle cap intoxicated, as if savoring unparalleled power and power.The golden retriever showed a confident and bright smile while shaking it, and gave a thumbs up like an expert.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but covered his face and complained silently: Why is there someone who is in the advanced stage of secondary school than me, lose!Boss, what do you know?It's like a private visit of Emperor Kangxi in micro-service. He is used to delicacies from mountains and seas, and occasionally eats wild vegetables, which makes him feel delicious...

When the plane landed, it was already dark in Moscow.The local May night was only 6°C, and the wind and chill swept in, causing the few pedestrians on the street to involuntarily tuck up their coats.

Lu Mingfei followed the crowd out of the plane and began to count the number of people.After discovering that there were only six people, Lu Mingfei returned to the cabin with a dark face. After a burst of howling, he dragged the sleepy-eyed Finger off the plane.

"Brother Waste Chai, are you going to return to Chicago with the plane? You are a pig, you can sleep like this. I don't know how you can sleep with such a loud noise!"

As he said that, Lu Mingfei threw him a pack of napkins, "Wipe your bum, are you dreaming of beautiful women or getting rich?"

Fingel, who was originally full of sleepiness, was shocked when he heard this, "What did you say, junior brother, am I that kind of person? Women will only affect the speed at which I complete the task!"

Fingel wiped his mouth, "But rich women don't, I want money and women!" He said, holding the napkin tightly, his eyes full of righteousness.

In the five-star Moscow Red Star Hotel, everyone sat around in the living room of the presidential suite.With a serious expression, Lu Mingfei unsealed the SS-level file bag with blood-red fonts. Inside was a portrait photo, a black chip, and a printed Chinese handwritten document.

After reading the chip with a notebook, a piece of audio appeared. Everyone put on the special bluetooth earphones made by the executive department, and heard Norma's broadcast of the past of the dusty sea:
Before the disintegration of the former Soviet Union, a mysterious organization was lurking on the barren ice sheets of Siberia, silently researching evolution medicine.They were a group of lunatics, dreaming of transforming humans into dragons, getting rid of the fear of death, and enjoying the power and power of eternal life.

In their view, as long as they continue to study, one day they will leap into the dragon's gate and become gods. One day, they will make the whole world look up to them and prostrate at their feet.So, they called themselves——Fengshenhui!
But this organization has been hiding in the dark before, and it is only recently that it has exposed itself and started to be active on the bright side.It was also through the case of Chicago artists that the Academy gradually discovered them and paid attention to them.

The moment they choose to study anyone who evolves into a dragon, they betray humans and stand against us forever.

The voice in the earphones changed from Norma to Principal Angers, his tone was as cold as ice, full of chill and iron blood:

"This is a cruel war between races. Before I buried the entire Dragon Clan, there were still people who tried to become a new Dragon Clan. Then we can only ask them to be destroyed first!"

"So, children, go to the connector I arranged for you——Zhang Quan."

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