Dragons: Lu Mingfei’s Sims

Chapter 200 North American Mixed Race Talk (Please subscribe!!!)

Naturally, Lu Mingfei did not leave the opera house.

Angers was among the crowd.

The old man and the young man succeeded in dazzling the group of men and women behind them who had various purposes.

The two are left and right.

The old man put his hands in his pockets and hummed some aria.

Lu Mingfei looked at the famous paintings on both sides of the corridor.

From Van Gogh, Monet to Rubens.
This is the VIP channel of the opera house, but it is usually not open to ordinary VIPs.

This long and narrow corridor is lined with various famous paintings.

In a trance, people mistakenly think that they are entering a well-known museum or art exhibition.

Scarlet ceiling, walls and floors.

The sun shines on it, flowing with a gorgeous color between blood and roses.

"Congratulations on capturing what you like."

Someone said quietly from behind.

Lu Mingfei burped and said without looking back, "Are we familiar? Old man."

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Angers and the old man were both silent.

After a while, Ange started to laugh and laughed.

The old man was very unhappy and stamped the ground with the crutch in his hand. Unfortunately, it was carpeted and did not make any majestic sound.

"My old friend, see you outside later."

Ange smiled enough and patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder.

The old man became even more unhappy at this time: "Wait a minute, the young man is right, he took the photo. Isn't there an old Chinese saying that 'once born, twice cooked'? Come and sit together, Lucifer. "

The old man's voice sounded full of meaning.

Lu Mingfei said it didn't matter.

"The guest does as he pleases," he said.

"If that's the case, why don't you turn around?"

The old man asked puzzledly.

"Put the gun down in your hand first, Henkel."

Angers muttered: "Remember in Texas in 1899? You shot me the moment I turned around."

"So it is."

Lu Mingfei turned around abruptly.

"Bang bang bang!"

At this moment, Henkel subconsciously narrowed his eyes and suddenly fired.

The three shots form a triangle.

But the eyes behind the warhead showed no emotion at all!

Yan Ling · Time Zero!

Ange suddenly opened his field, and the bullet suddenly stopped less than twenty centimeters away from Lu Mingfei. The rotating airflow and the silver threaded alchemical warhead were clearly visible.

An old hand grasped all three warheads like twisting salt-fried peanuts.

The whole process from the moment the shot is fired to the end takes less than a second.

It was like a normal blink of an eye.

The old man's muzzle still didn't move, maintaining the posture of shooting from the waist.

The crutch in his hand was taken off his hands at this time, and it just fell on the scarlet carpet.

Henkel's hands didn't shake, and his legs didn't shake either, but there was a murmur in his heart.

This unscientific.

Is this kid confident enough to have Angers to rely on, or is he not afraid of death?
No matter which one it was, Henkel felt that the young man in front of him who had just stolen the limelight at the auction was very unsatisfactory.

"Damn it! Henkel! You are a mounted policeman. Even if you retire, I can still file a complaint against you with the Sheriff, you know?"

Angers expected that the worst case scenario eventually happened, and he glanced at Lu Mingfei pretending to be casual.

Seeing that Lu Mingfei's face remained normal, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to relax completely.

Poor god.

He was not yet ready to attend Henkel's funeral, even though he had long known that Henkel would die before him.

"It's okay, Mingfei, you're not scared. When this old guy dies, we'll go dance to his grave."

Angers looked for help for Henkel.

"Huh? What just happened?"

Lu Mingfei asked with a puzzled look.

Ange's mouth twitched, thinking, can you pretend to be more of a noob?Henkel's hand paused when he opened the door.

This skinny old man wearing round glasses and a denim roll-brimmed hat turned around and said:

"Ange, it seems that you attach great importance to this student, and the situation is different from what I know."

"Get out of here! As a retired old man, you, as a retired old man, should stay away from our own affairs in Kassel! Why, why don't you still sit in the position of the boss and worry so much every day?"

Ange stood in front of the door, scratched his head, and looked at Lu Mingfei suspiciously.

"Is it really okay?"

"You should ask them."

Lu Mingfei looked inside the house.

There were 13 high-backed cowhide chairs in the room, and a handsome young man sat on each chair.

They all greeted Angers in the same way, raising their right fists and showing off the silver rings on their index fingers - thick and simple rings, with different totems on the huge rings, which were their respective family crests.

"Meet them all, Ange, they are the family representatives of this generation, and I am just a retired old man doing what I like."

Henkel's words were unclear. He said it but didn't say it completely. In short, he just perfunctoryly said it.

At this time, he also picked up a bottle of wine and gestured to Lu Mingfei, pouring two glasses of wine.

"Let him let the unpleasant things go. It's not good for young people to hold grudges too much."

After speaking, he took the lead in drinking one of the glasses.

"Hey! You old thing! I have reason to suspect that you are talking about me!"

Angers watched as a young man came over and handed the glass of wine.

One hand, no disrespect, the wine is just whiskey, slightly chilled.

"Alcohol allergy."

Lu Mingfei said lightly, looking at the young man in front of him who was half a head taller than him.

This sentence instantly attracted the attention of the other 12 people.

Thirteen eyes full of various emotions pointed at one person.

Only then did Henkel realize that something was not right. This boy might not be that easy to deal with.

Do not.
He was just for this situation!His previous actions were all foreshadowing!
broken!

A boy as vindictive as Angers!

Not only is he vindictive, but he is also very sinister!The problem is.
"Why don't we talk about something first."

Henkel bared his teeth a little.

His experience as a veteran mounted police officer told him that when you stop a driver suspected of drunk driving and ask him to walk in a straight line and blow some air.

Be extra careful, because whether he blows or not, he is drunk or not.

You have to prevent him from suddenly pulling out a gun and rewarding you with a bullet.

In the past, Henkel enjoyed this game of "who can draw a gun faster", so he liked this profession very much.

But what I have to admit is that he is indeed old and frail now, and is no longer the same as before.

He retired, and the shooting surprised even himself.

What was it like at that moment that prompted him to subconsciously draw a gun and shoot?

Henkel wanted to find out, but there were 13 representatives of North American mixed-race families with promising futures, and more importantly - he himself had not lived enough.

"Why not?"

Lu Mingfei walked around the young man and found a chair to sit down on.

Thirteen family representatives secretly exchanged glances.

Lu Mingfei's expression was full of flaws, but he couldn't fault it. This was too bizarre.

"I heard that you killed the 'Bronze and Fire' among the four great monarchs."

Henkel got straight to the point, "It seems that the set of seven deadly sins in the auction are real?"

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Angers was surprised by his brain circuitry: "What is the connection between the two?"

"There is only one explanation for spending such a price. It is that you lost this set of alchemy swords during the battle and were acquired by others, and finally ended up here."

"maybe."

Angers deftly drew champagne from the ice bucket.

"Maybe the former sentence or the latter sentence?"

Henkel suddenly cursed: "Damn it, don't talk to me in official style. I have official talk because I used to be a mounted policeman!"

"Ho ho, each other, I'm a principal, and I haven't retired yet."

Ange and Lu Mingfei clinked glasses, each drank it with a smile.

The faces of the other 13 people didn't look very good.

　Report! Chapter 2 is here!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)