Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

After passing through who knows how many roadblocks, the car pulled over and the driver wearing white gloves hurriedly got out of the car and left in another car. At Ling's signal, Lu Mingfei opened the door and came to her side, holding the princess's hand like a loyal subject and sent her to the passenger seat.

"About a month ago, General Vatutin was assassinated. We all thought he was dead. This meant that one of my most important protective umbrellas in Moscow was no longer useful, so I had to leave for China." Ling sat in the co-pilot seat. Her small face was cold and plain, like a noble lady who had walked out of the palace. If she hadn't looked too much like a child,
"The intelligence department is convinced that the assassination came from within our government, but General Vatutin later told me on a secure channel that the assassination was probably carried out by someone from the academy. In order to eliminate the vigilance of the board of directors, he decided to use fake death to hide himself."

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that he remembered Ling mentioned some time ago that an old friend of his was assassinated in Moscow. It turned out to be General Vatutin.

At this time, two soldiers in the insulation booth in front, smoking with frowns on their faces, came to Lu Mingfei with rifles on their backs. The car window was rolled down, and one of them saluted Lu Mingfei: "Excuse me, sir, but I need to check your passport now."

“Why?” Lu Mingfei asked using the simplest words. His main languages ​​were English and Japanese, and he could only barely communicate in Russian.

The soldier lowered his head and saw Zero in the passenger seat. He was startled, as if he recognized the person, but he still said, "Routine inspection."

Since the beginning of this year, the entire area has been under military control. Apparently, General Vatutin's connections in the Kremlin are still willing to provide him with protection. Under the protection of the army, even Kassel Academy would not be so crazy as to want to blow up his cabin with a cruise missile.

If it weren't for the military control, soldiers would be unwilling to mess with people riding in such luxury cars. Who knows if the person behind the wheel is some high-ranking official or a new generation of financial oligarch who has been doing well in Moscow since 04?
Lu Mingfei slowly took out his passport, put a few US dollar bills in it in front of the soldier, and handed it over with a smile.

His thinking was still stuck in the literature of the 1980s and 1990s. Although he knew that the Russians were developing rapidly, their bad nature could not stand up to scrutiny. At that time, the domestic economy was developing rapidly, and the Russians thought that the Chinese were rich and could make money. In addition, the Chinese people at that time generally did not want to cause trouble, so they would just pay a little money to fool them.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he handed over the passport, the soldier saluted with a snap, took out the US dollars inside, folded them up and returned them to Lu Mingfei together with the passport, and his tone became a little respectful: "Excuse me, please keep your passport, I am willing to serve you."

Although Lu Mingfei was puzzled, he did not ask any more questions. He slowly started the car and drove far away until he could still see the two soldiers saluting in that direction.

"The red passport that Wazhu has issued you is a diplomatic passport. You have diplomatic immunity if you hold a red passport, which means you have great political power." Ling explained, "The economy is bad, and the soldiers on duty here are also there to make money and eat. They don't have the courage to provoke someone with a diplomatic passport."

Lu Mingfei nodded, indicating that he understood.

The trees along the way became increasingly dense, the car raced under the mottled sunlight in the woods, and large tracts of birch trees passed quickly on both sides of the road.

Her Royal Highness the Princess sat upright in the carriage, her navy blue coat making her skin look as white as snow.

The surroundings have been completely replaced by the tender green of the trees in early spring and the barren land still covered with snow. The white birch trees have turned dark yellow, and it looks rugged and desolate no matter from which direction you look.

Soon they arrived at a yard hidden among the hills. Chopped firewood was neatly stacked in the corner of the yard. A column of white smoke was slowly rising from the chimney of the wooden house. There was no wind at that time, and the column of smoke rose into the distant sky like a line.

This is indeed a very suitable place to live in seclusion, but it is also under surveillance.

It seems that the life of the once powerful army general is not so satisfactory now. Although he still has a say in the inner circles of the government, some people already hope that he will not appear outside again.

The car stopped at the gate of the courtyard, and Ling got out of the car holding Lu Mingfei's arm.

"General Vatutin has always hoped to find a new umbrella for me, but the Romanov family is too powerful in Russia, and ordinary senior officials can't help us at all. So after trying and failing, he hopes that I can protect myself through marriage." Ling glanced at Lu Mingfei, "I told him that I found a boyfriend when I was in school, and he was very happy, saying that at least he would always have a place to go... So don't let it slip."

Lu Mingfei could feel that the petite body of the girl pressed against him had actually developed quite perfectly. Her curvy figure made his arms feel like they were sinking into a warm cloud.

He nodded and said he understood.

Two people pushed the door open and walked in, and immediately a murderous intent was felt.

Lu Mingfei subconsciously touched his wrist, which contained lust, while the other wrist was tied with Ame Murakumo from the Yamata no Orochi.

Zero immediately noticed that the muscles of the man next to him were tense.

An old man wearing a camouflage fleece jacket stood on the steps at the door of the wooden house, staring coldly at Lu Mingfei, his eyes like needles.

He was an old fellow as burly as any member of the Kassel College janitor team. Although he was so old that even his eyebrows had turned gray, his shoulders were still as broad as a brown bear's. His marble-like solid muscles made his fleece jacket look extremely large.

Lu Mingfei almost immediately realized where the murderous intent came from.

In fact, this was not the first time he felt this kind of hostility from someone. When he was in Tokyo, Gen Chisei sometimes looked at him with even worse eyes than this.

Lu Mingfei's heart moved slightly, and he realized that General Vatutin might not be the protective umbrella and business partner that Her Royal Highness the Princess said was beneficial to both parties.

Perhaps rather than a business partner, Admiral Vatutin would rather regard Zero as his own family.

Lu Mingfei stopped, and Ling also stopped. They didn't say anything, but just looked at General Vatutin from a distance. After a moment, the murderous intent turned into hostility, which was then calmed down.

"My little Romanova, how long have you not come to see me!" The old man's face, as hard as a marble sculpture, finally showed a change of expression. He laughed heartily and walked towards Lu Mingfei and Ling with open arms, as if he wanted to hug Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Lu Mingfei took a step forward cautiously. Even without saying a word, he exuded a majesty that was no less than that of a veteran.

Those who have never heard of Lu Mingfei's deeds often look down on him because of his age and easy-going appearance, but people who have mastered absolute violence are naturally able to spread their majesty in all directions.

Perhaps in that era when the steel torrent shocked Europe, General Vatutin was a powerful man in a high position. He could decide the fate of hundreds of people with a wave of his hand, and turn the people of a town into nothingness with just a thought.

He relied on the powerful Iron Alliance as his spear, and was invincible wherever his sword pointed.

Lu Mingfei relied on himself. He completely released his bloodline and could recite the word of judgment. The moment the holy words came out, the god of death rose from below the skyline, and a town also died in an instant. The meeting between the two people should be like that between an old lion and a tiger roaring in the mountains.

Of course, Lu Mingfei was on guard not because he was looked down upon, but because he did not know General Vatutin at all. No one knew whether this man was still trustworthy. The academy had many tricks up its sleeve, and perhaps he had been turned against.

The old man seemed to be frightened by Lu Mingfei's pre-attack posture and stopped three meters away from Ling.

General Vatutin acted like a beast, but when he was calm, he was like a stone. His face, which was rough, weathered, and full of ravines, which was unique to old Slavs, slowly relaxed, and he stood quietly like a cast iron statue.

Then General Vatutin unbuttoned and unzipped his fleece jacket, threw the coat on a pile of firewood not far away, rolled up the sleeves of his tight shirt, and showed his wrists to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei nodded, slid the Lust and Ame Murasaki tied around his wrists into his palms, handed them to Ling, then took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves like General Vatutin.

Ever since he learned from Ling that this old man had been assassinated by the academy and survived, and even passed on false information to the board of directors that he was dead, it was difficult for Lu Mingfei to completely let down his guard when they first met, just like he trusted Jiang Wanzhi.

There is a special group of guys in the Executive Department called Beheaders. These people wander in the shadows and hunt those who may pose a threat to the academy on the edge of the battlefield. Their words are all specialized assassination abilities such as Dark Illumination, Yin Flow or Sword Control.

There has been no record of failure since the establishment of the Beheader Sequence, because even if the first assassination fails, the execution department will quickly organize a second assassination based on the capabilities demonstrated by the target, until the target is confirmed to be eliminated.

It is a miracle that General Vatutin is still alive today, but there may be a bigger conspiracy behind this miracle.

In just a short moment, General Vatutin had confirmed that the boy who came to visit him with Zero was no ordinary person. A hint of interest appeared on his face, and he was about to take the next step with Lu Mingfei when a cold snort came from the side.

"Aren't you cold? Put on your clothes." Ling glanced at them sideways, and walked into the wooden house in high-heeled boots as proudly as a princess. Lu Mingfei and General Vatutin looked at each other, and after putting on their coats, they shook hands with each other.

"Nikolai Fedorovich Vatutin, little Romanova calls me General Vatutin, but I have actually been away from this country's military and political system for decades," said the old man.

Lu Mingfei nodded and tied up the two daggers again: "Please forgive my caution, our current situation is very dangerous. I am Lu Mingfei, Ling's classmate."

Lu Mingfei shook his shoulders so that the coat, which still had body temperature, could fit his body perfectly.

Before entering the cabin, he quietly glanced at the snow around the cabin and the piles of fallen leaves nearby.

Apparently, the assassination attempt that General Vatutin had suffered not long ago had frightened his former allies. There should be no less than ten snipers stationed around this yard.

These battle-hardened soldiers pointed their guns at the wooden house day and night. Any suspicious person who appeared here would be eliminated at the first opportunity. At the same time, their tasks might also include restricting Vatutin's travel, and if necessary, they would become the blade for executing the former army general.

Before I even entered the cabin, a warm breeze hit me in the face.

As expected, this place only looks simple and rustic from the outside, but it actually has a heating system and other modern home furnishings.

A large log was burning in the fireplace, and over the fire hung a solid porcelain jar, from which hot water gurgled.

"Could your Highness ask the honorable Princess to make a pot of hot tea for your friend on my behalf?" General Vatutin sat down on the huge sofa against the wall. On his head was a specimen of a moose's head, with sharp antlers sticking out like dry branches.

Zero took off his leather gloves and placed them on the table, looking coldly at Vatutin.

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment, squeezed the girl's soft palm and said softly, "Can we talk alone?"

Ling raised her little face to look at Lu Mingfei, her blonde hair, so light it looked almost white, tied into a bun.

After a second she nodded, picked up a teapot from the cupboard and walked towards the fireplace, squatting in front of the flames like a rabbit.

The gentle crackling of the wood ensured that she would not hear the conversation between Vatutin and Lu Mingfei.

"She listens to you very much." Vatutin nodded towards Zero's back.

Lu Mingfei smiled: "I will listen to her too."

Judging from his performance just now, General Vatutin regards himself as an elder. After experiencing the conflict between Yu Dongjing and Yuan Zhisheng, Lu Mingfei has already understood how to fool the girl's parents at this time.

It is best not to act too strong and make the other person feel that his girl will not be wronged in your hands.

"Lucky for you, I was just about to make lunch for today when Zero called me," Vatutin said. "She's told me about you, many times."

"I am very honored."

"You should feel honored indeed." The old man nodded. "I heard that you will go to Siberia next?"

"I won't take Ling with me on the escape. I hope you can take care of her." Lu Mingfei nodded.

"She told me about this matter, and also said that you hope to find a northern military port that may have been built as an orphanage." General Vatutin lit a cigarette and frowned. "Before the disintegration of the Soviet Union, there were many such military ports in Siberia. I can't tell you the coordinates of that military port before I get more accurate information."

"I understand." Lu Mingfei nodded, "Have you heard of Jung von Herzog?" (End of this chapter)