Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 181 Orthodox Chen Clan, Chen Motong
"The security force on the ship is low, and no suspected mixed-race force has been found."

"The back kitchen, warehouse, power room, main control room... are being investigated, and no abnormalities have been found yet."

"The map of the ship's interior is being generated."

"Byrmore's route has been entered."

……

Listening to the calm and concise report in the communication headset, Wan Boqian suddenly felt a little ashamed. When the two dragon-slaying elites were collecting information about this luxury yacht at high speed, she was sitting in the warm hall drinking warm red wine.

Shao Yifeng seemed to know that his trip was bad or bad, and he had already begun to put things in jeopardy. The red wine was drunk by the bottle, and the whole Boston lobster, the fat and juicy roast goose, the orange-red salmon, and the fresh vegetable and fruit salad were on the buffet table... ...all moved to his desk, eating and drinking like a prisoner who has just been released from prison.

"Young master, pay attention to your identity, many people are staring at your poor eating appearance."

Wan Boqian's high-heeled shoes under the table kicked him lightly, but on the surface, she was playing the role of a female companion to wipe his mouth and deliver food to him.

"Just look at it, anyway, I won't miss a piece of meat..." Shao Yifeng gnawed on the lobster pincers, and said somewhat indistinctly.

Immediately, something hard hit the fat around his waist, and he was so frightened that he almost raised his hands:
"Okay, okay, I'll be gentle..." Mr. Shao said with a sad face.

Only then did Wan Boqian reinsert the Glock in her inner thigh.

She glanced out the porthole. It has been more than half an hour since the Bayer Moss set sail. The bustling lights of the coastal city are now only a blurred light. The place outside the porthole that the yacht's own navigation lights cannot illuminate is only deep. bottom of darkness.

Sailing on this kind of sea at night is quite dangerous. If the weather changes suddenly, this luxury yacht will not be able to cope with it like a long-distance cruise ship. A New Year's Eve will be shown every minute at the beginning of the year. Real blockbuster "Titanic 2008".

However, these billionaire bosses seem not to care about these hidden dangers, and they are still drinking and talking with a goblet, expanding their contacts and business circles.

What if it really sinks?Although the hybrid is not a landlubber like a devil fruit ability user, she probably won't be able to last long in seawater under such a low temperature environment...

"The organizer of the banquet hasn't shown up yet. According to the original plan, we will wait and see what happens."

The calm words interrupted Wan Boqian's guess about the worst situation, and Chu Zihang appeared beside her at some point with an indifferent expression.

"Understood... what about S-rank?"

Wan Boqian's eyes turned around, but she couldn't find Lu Mingfei, the backbone of the operation.

"He's always with us, you just have to do what you have to do."

Chu Zihang reached out and took a goblet from the waiter's tray passing by, filled it with red wine and drank it down in one gulp, completely to replenish his body's water.

"Understood." Wan Boqian straightened her back unconsciously.

Indeed, this mission has an S-level colleague who can wrestle with Principal Angers. Unless the organizer is a dragon king, she really can't think of any other species that can threaten Lu Mingfei.

Just when Chu Zihang drank his second glass of red wine, the sound of the propeller "rumbling" came from far to near, and the guests present couldn't help but look towards the direction of the deck, where there was a conspicuous white "H" Letters, apparently a landing pad for some of the distinguished guests coming by helicopter.

Two silver-gray business helicopters landed on the tarmac one after another, and then lifted up and left. A line of bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses who disembarked from the helicopter quickly formed two teams in the cold wind and rain, waiting for the real distinguished guests to arrive.

This posture also aroused the curiosity of the bosses in the hall. Even the escorting bodyguards were picked up by two helicopters, so what is the amazing identity of this master?

Immediately, a more deafening roar told them the answer.

A giant black eagle fanned the violent wind, and the dazzling spotlights illuminated the turbulent waves and rain on the sea. The low-altitude flight followed the Belmos, and adjusted the fuselage with a beautiful turn. Suspended and parked on the yacht's tarmac.

Sikorsky's military UH-60 medium-sized utility helicopter, but it has a name that is louder and frequently appears in movie screens: Black Hawk gunship.

These are the treasures of the US military industry. During the honeymoon period of the relationship between the two countries in the last century, 24 "Black Hawks" were introduced, and they are still the only helicopters that can fly on plateaus.

However, this Black Hawk is not equipped with any weapons, and it is not known whether it was bought from a military industry on the other side of the ocean... But no matter what, the identity of the person who rides this car is definitely not ordinary.

The cabin door was opened, and a beautiful figure jumped out of the helicopter, and the fiery red under the black high-heeled shoes stepped firmly on the deck.

In the storm caused by the black eagle pulling up and leaving, the girl walked towards the gate of the yacht hall without looking back, the fiery red coat draped over her shoulders fluttering with the wind.

The bodyguards on both sides quickly followed, forming a neat line on both sides of the girl, strong and disciplined.

If someone recommended this security company to the bosses present, it is estimated that dozens of large orders will be negotiated immediately.

After entering the hall, the girl took off the coat on her shoulders, revealing a black dress and bright dark red long hair. The dark black eyes on that pretty face just glanced at everyone in the hall He didn't pay any attention to it, and there was a fierce and murderous aura on his whole body. The female companions who accompanied the entrepreneur couldn't help but feel inferior after seeing this girl.

Immediately, several bosses wanted to greet and talk with smiles on their faces, but they were immediately turned away by the cold black suits. The girl didn't give them a second look, and walked to the long table on the right side of the hall carelessly. sit down.

"You know her?"

Wan Boqian asked suddenly.

Chu Zihang withdrew his gaze from the girl with dark red hair, and looked at Shao Yifeng who was sitting beside him.

"No...no!"

Shao Yifeng quickly lowered his head, buried himself in the vegetable salad, and pretended nothing happened.

"You're lying, you were very happy when you saw her, and even subconsciously wanted to call her by a certain name." Wan Boqian noticed the change in Shao Yifeng's expression, "Who is she?"

There was a row of jumping red dots on the blood knot field——the group of people who came in were all mixed races!
"She... she is my senior sister."

"Senior sister? Junior high school or high school?"

"kindergarten……"

"Senior sister in the kindergarten? How can a prodigal young master like you miss her for so long?"

"How do you know I miss her..."

Shao Yifeng suddenly disliked himself a little. It is estimated that his face is covered with mustard and salad dressing, and the cuffs of his suit are also full of the juice from eating lobster just now. He has no face to meet his senior sister with such a sloppy appearance.

"You can let me go to the toilet to tidy up later, I want to say hello to my senior sister... I promise not to expose your information!" He said weakly.

"What's your senior sister's name?" Wan Boqian asked.

"Chen Motong... Let me tell you, don't do stupid things, my senior sister's family is awesome, a hundred times better than mine!"

"Chen..." Wan Boqian's expression changed, and she looked at Chu Zihang for help.

"What's wrong?" Chu Zihang noticed something strange about Wan Boqian.

"They may be from the 'orthodox' mixed race..." she whispered, "It should be the 'orthodox Chen family' who has worked closely with the European branch."

"Oh." Chu Zihang nodded unhurriedly, not being surprised by the so-called clan, "Then it seems that they are not the host of the banquet. Continue to wait."

"Should the mission continue? It is clearly mentioned in the manual of the executive department that if there are orthodox families present when dealing with mixed-race affairs in the territory, we cannot intervene unless they ask for assistance." Wan Boqian's expression became very serious. Seriously, "This may violate the cooperation treaty signed between Kassel College and the orthodox clan."

"Oh." Chu Zihang just replied indifferently, "That doesn't affect us. The Weeping Angels didn't sign any cooperation treaty."

(End of this chapter)