Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

It was simple, but even Lu Mingfei, with his experience, could only feel how magnificent the epic was hidden in these calm words. The principal's speculation was of course very important to him. With this information, Nuonuo might be able to restore the truth of the history of that year through profiling.

Why did Xiang Yu turn against Liu Bang, what exactly was the Qin Empire that they had to join forces to overthrow, and of course what exactly was the meaning of what Yu Ji said to Lu Mingfei in the spiritual world.

Lu Mingfei stared at Nuo Nuo's profile, but had no mind to admire his senior sister's picturesque eyebrows. He took puffs of his cigarette and exhaled the smoke out of the window. A biting wind swept across his face, refreshing his spirit that was a little tired from staying up all night.

Perhaps I need to find an opportunity to ask the principal to temporarily shut down the alchemical matrix. It suppresses the activity of the embryo and it doesn't even have the power to drag Lu Mingfei into the spiritual world.

Chapter 106 Boar Neo (Subscription Request)

"The next semester is about to start, and there is still no solution." Nuonuo rested his chin on his hand and looked at the profile of Lu Mingfei who was looking up information under the light of the library, his eyes full of sleepiness. Time passed quickly, the winter vacation was about to end, many students returned to school, and the library became a little lively.

"Mingfei, Nuonuo, you guys come check the information too." A girl's voice sounded beside them, and Lu Mingfei and Nuonuo looked over. It was a girl with long legs and beautiful eyes, but even though she was greeting them, her expression was still cold.

"Senior Sister Aji, you're here so early." Lu Mingfei waved and greeted her.

Jude Aki joined the Dragon Blood Society three months after the end of the Kuimen Project. She and senior Selma became new partners, and the changes in both of them were visible to the naked eye.

In the past, Shude Aki was a pretty girl who spoke softly, always smiled, and had some baby fat. But in the past few months, the intensity of her training was comparable to that of Chu Zihang, the killer embryo at his most desperate. Soon, she became tall, slender and fit, and her favorite outfit changed from white dresses or casual clothes to windbreaker suits or tight pants and jackets in the style of the executive department.

But in Lu Mingfei's opinion, the biggest change in Senior Sister Aki is her temperament and aura.

She used to be a very gentle girl, like water, trickling.

But even though she didn't say it now, Lu Mingfei could see that there was hatred like wildfire hidden in her heart, and frost was almost hanging on her face. At this moment, she was still like water, but more like a raging flood.

Nono yawned, "Hello, senior."

"Professor Mans asked me to help him look up some academic information, so I came a little early." Shude Aki said lightly.

Ever since Ye Sheng died, her soul seemed to have died with him. It was a kind of loneliness that could make people shiver even from a long distance, an incurable blood sorrow.

Lu Mingfei's phone, which was originally placed on the table, suddenly made a slight sound. It was an incoming call with the volume turned down.

There was no caller name displayed above the number, but after he picked up the phone and took a look at it, he showed a strange expression, obviously he remembered the string of numbers.

The caller was Han Gao, the current leader of the North American hybrids. Lu Mingfei and Han Gao had an agreement during their last trip to Chicago. Han Gao helped him find organizations and individuals in North and South America that had connections with the Eight Snake Families or had large transactions, and promised to use his Word Spirit Judgment to help Lu Mingfei kill someone at some point. Lu Mingfei promised to use his authority to help the North American hybrids intervene in the Kassel Academy's research on the two second-generation corpses and share the research results.

In fact, Lu Mingfei had already done so after the trip to Chicago. Today, the North American hybrids represented by Henkel are the largest partners of the Kassel Institute in the research of second-generation corpses, followed by the Chinese and Russian branches.

They did achieve some research results, such as the physiological characteristics of dragons and the improvement of dragon gene fragments. The most important thing is that the research institute has extracted a small amount of ancient dragon serum from the two corpses. The effect of this serum is certainly not as good as the Nibelung Project, but it can be compared with the Golden Holy Serum Project. The only flaw is that the success rate is too low.

As a substance that has been refined once, the serum is of course much milder and safer than direct dragon blood, but it is still a very strong drug. No clinical trials have been conducted yet, but it is estimated that the success rate of bloodline evolution after hybrids take it will not exceed 10%.

It seems low, but it is actually very impressive. If every ten people can create a super A-level or even S-level, it is definitely a good deal for the Iron-Blooded elders.

So now Han Gao suddenly contacted us, could it be that he discovered some important trading partner of the Snake Eight Clans in America?

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment, he smiled apologetically at Jiude Aji, covered the speaker port of the mobile phone with his left hand, pointed at his left hand with his right hand, Jiude Aji made an OK gesture, and left quickly.

"Sister, I'm going to take a call. When I come back, I'll treat you to a big meal." Lu Mingfei said quickly.

Nuonuo moved his fingers as if he was shooing away a fly.

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"It's me." Han Gao's voice and tone were both deep and vicissitudes, as if it was the wind blowing through the wilderness a hundred years ago, solemn and dignified.

But he then added, "I am Henkel, and I used to have hemorrhoids."

Lu Mingfei was stunned when he heard this. His hand holding up the phone suddenly froze. The corner of his eye twitched and he sighed helplessly.

Then both ends of the call fell into silence.

"My name is Lu Mingfei. I have never had hemorrhoids, but I had a circumcision when I was 12 years old." Lu Mingfei said, lowering his voice and smiling awkwardly at the students passing by on both sides.

Then he put the phone to his lips and cursed in a low voice, "If the idiots around me were organized and assembled, they could probably form a reinforced company and break into the White House that night to assassinate the President of the United States. And among those idiots, you are definitely the most unreliable one, Han Gao."

The elderly man on the other end of the call laughed heartily.

"Hearing you admit your flaws yourself makes me feel that you are still just a human being. Isn't that good? Dragons are perfect, but to you secret party members, dragons are evil spirits that deserve to go to hell." Han Gao's laughter became deeper and deeper until it completely disappeared before he finally said this.

Lu Mingfei was silent for a moment, and chuckled, "You are right, Han Gao, only dragons are perfect, and we are just humans after all."

There are not many things in the world that can monitor this conversation. Apart from the academy's artificial intelligence secretary Norma, there is probably only Kaguya from the Japanese branch. Although Kaguya can monitor the entire territory of Japan, she cannot extend her tentacles to the outside world protected by Norma.

Lu Mingfei himself is one of the black card holders with the highest authority in the Norma database. Even if Norma wants to monitor his calls, it must be approved by more than two-thirds of the black card holders.

I wonder if the school board and elders would be that boring. After all, Lu Mingfei is just a freshman.

Although it is impossible to monitor their conversation, it is not impossible to pretend to be both parties and contact Lu Mingfei and Henkel separately.

It was not difficult to steal Han Gao and Lu Mingfei's cell phones. Any half-blood who was good at hiding himself could do it. So when leaving Chicago, Han Gao thought that they would need some questions and answers to confirm each other's identities when they contacted each other.

However, Lu Mingfei never expected that this old bastard would choose to use the unspeakable defects that appeared on the other person to determine his identity.

"So, Mr. Henkel, do you have something important to tell me?" Lu Mingfei sat down on a bench under the red birch tree at the entrance of the library. Facing the huge French windows of the building, he waved and greeted Nuonuo who was sitting inside. Nuonuo also waved, his deep red eyes reflected mottled spots of light, and his beautiful eyebrows curved into a beautiful arc.

"After you left my manor, I mobilized almost all North American hybrids to investigate the matter you entrusted me to do." Han Gao said, "This is really a troublesome matter. My children are very busy because of it. The Japanese branch of your Kassel Academy, which is nominally under the jurisdiction of the Secret Party, actually serves the Eight Snake Families you mentioned. Because of this relationship, the investigation of the Eight Snake Families is often misjudged by the artificial intelligence secretary as a provocation to the Secret Party, which often increases our difficulties in the process of operation."

Lu Mingfei was a little stunned for a moment, then he smiled awkwardly. He really didn't expect this.

The Japanese branch of Kassel College is also on Norma's protection list, but since Henkel called him today, it means that the secretary's protection of the Japanese branch did not cause much trouble to the North American hybrids.

"Even so, my children and I still found the person you were looking for, thanks to our group's infiltration of various gangs in North and South America." Henkel said, "A week ago, our people in New Mexico destroyed the base of a gang entrenched in the port, and found a batch of goods that would be shipped to Rio de Janeiro in the near future. Guess what that batch of goods is."

"What is it?" Lu Mingfei had a bad premonition in his heart. He realized that Han Gao might tell some cruel facts.

"Men, women, old people, children, and even pregnant women, all are naturally awakened hybrids." Han Gao's voice suddenly became cold and sharp. There were a few moments on the other end of the phone that made Lu Mingfei feel like there were actually a few ferocious cheetahs hiding there.

It also looked like an evil ghost crawling out of a dry well in the wilderness.

Han Gao said in a tone that was almost like he was gritting his teeth and sucking blood, "The tendons of their hands and feet were cut, and they lost their ability to move. They survived by injecting nutrient solution into their bodies. They are all low-level mixed-bloods, and their physiques are stronger than ordinary people. Even if they only rely on nutrient solution, they can live for a long time."

Lu Mingfei shuddered violently. He vaguely guessed where these people who were treated as cargo would eventually go.

"Our people treated the gang leader with the most brutal means. The old man betrayed their buyers in Rio de Janeiro, and then I shot him in the head with a revolver." Henkel calmly recounted a fact that had already happened.

Lu Mingfei listened quietly. Such a person did not deserve sympathy. No matter how much pain and torture he endured, it would only be his salvation before Satan led him into hell.

"Neo the Boar, the man who presided over this evil deal, we didn't find out his name, we just know that everyone calls him Neo the Boar. This guy is not only engaged in human trafficking, but also the largest arms dealer and supplier of banned drugs in the area. We spent some money to bribe his men and made sure that this wild boar was searching for naturally awakened low-level hybrids in the area around Mexico, and then kidnapped them, packed them up and sent them to Japan."

Henkel took a deep breath, and one could imagine that there was a Cohiba cigar in the mouth of this hunchbacked but still strong old man, the end slowly burning down, and the curl of smoke rising calmly until it gradually hid the pair of eyes that still concealed their majestic majesty in the mist.

"It's a pity that we couldn't find the buyer in Japan, but I can't imagine who else in Japan can use such a large amount of money to buy people from Mexico in this way, except for the Japanese government and the Snake Eight Clan." Han Gao said softly.

Lu Mingfei's expression slightly changed. He thought that perhaps these hybrids were sold to the fierce ghosts.

Outsiders rarely know the existence of the Ghost Clan. They hide in the dark, but they are the shadow of the Eight Snake Families. Those descendants of the White King with blood defects are called ghosts. These people gather together to form the Ghost Clan. The leaders of these two organizations are actually the same person. In Lu Mingfei's memory, Herzog played the roles of Tachibana Masamune and King General in this scene. So the final trading partner of Boar Neo is still Herzog.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and didn't speak for a long time. Now he knew the origin of Herzog's Deadpools, which only added a heavy stroke to his countless sins.

When the evil spirits are thrown into hell, all their sins will be settled!

"Okay, I got it. Leave this boar Neo to me, I will take care of it." Lu Mingfei said in an unusually calm tone. However, even Han Gao, who was dozens of kilometers away in Chicago, could sense the strong murderous intent that permeated those words.

"He has a large number of dangerous half-bloods under his command. You'd better report this to your academy and involve the executive department. My children will also put their efforts into this matter. If we are going to do it, we must do it thoroughly and not leave him any chance of survival." The words came out of Han Gao's mouth so calmly, but the content was cruel and violent. That was the style of their generation, powerful and cruel, and killing everyone was the real victory.

The naturally awakened hybrids in North America are born to be in Han Gao's camp, and the neighboring South America is not much different. What the boar Neo did has already touched his bottom line, which is one of the reasons why Han Gao is so angry.

Any awakened hybrid is a precious resource. They are both excellent warriors and talented financiers. When war breaks out, they can put on armor and rush into the battlefield. In peacetime, they can bring huge capital injections to the North American hybrid community.

"When you come to Chicago again, we can work together to finalize a specific action plan. That bastard Ange recognized you, and of course I recognize you too, so you are of the same status as us. Now I'm fine, I've said everything I wanted to say, and if you don't have anything to say, then this call ends here." Han Gao seemed to control his emotions immediately. People like him are one of the emperors of the mixed-race society. In his eyes, the so-called boar Neo is probably just a wild boar waiting to be hunted.

"I am very grateful, Mr. Henkel, for everything you have done for you and your family." Lu Mingfei suddenly said. It can be seen that the North American hybrid is indeed trying his best to fulfill his request. People who can trade with Herzog must not be simple people. Lu Mingfei can imagine that the effort Henkel spent to find the boar Neo is definitely not as simple as he said.

In comparison, the research on the two second-generation corpses seems less valuable.

Henkel didn't hang up the phone. His breathing was heavy and accompanied by a slight crackling sound, as if he was very close to a fireplace that was still burning wood for heating.

It was a long time before the old man's laughter came from the phone.

"I rarely communicate with young people anymore. Now, the people who talk to me are all old people who are about to put themselves in coffins and bury themselves in graves." Han Gao said, "In fact, I am also an old guy who is about to die, but I still like to talk to young people like you. Lu Mingfei, Ange said you are a good kid, and I think so too. My guests all think that there is a mad dragon hidden in your eyes, but when I look into your eyes, it's as if I am looking into the eyes of young Ange. This feeling is really good, as if I have returned to a long time ago. The wind that spanned a hundred years blew across the wilderness of the West. Ange and I rode on horseback through the undeveloped West. When we met bandits squeezing the town, we pulled out our guns and blew their heads with revolvers, robbed their gold, and took away their fast horses. It was really a wanton and beautiful time, but it's a pity that I can never go back."

"Are you sure you are not the real robbers?" Lu Mingfei also smiled silently.

But Henkel ignored him.

"So even if I have to become an enemy of the Sheqi Eight Clan, I will still help you. I don't care what those Japanese are thinking. When I see your eyes, I want to help you, because helping you now is like helping us when we were young." Han Gao said in a hoarse voice. When he was young, he was as reckless as Ange, and he was so powerful that he established a great majesty in the entire western United States.

But there was no wildfire-like hatred in Han Gao's heart to support his life. His body had aged and his soul had decayed.

Today, Angers is still like an energetic young man, active in the front line of dragon slaying, attending various high-end banquets, and always accompanied by a beautiful modern girl. His hair is still neatly combed, and his spine is as straight as a sword. Hilbert Jean Angers is still as sharp as a knife after he turned 130.

But Han Gao was really old. He was like a withered skeleton who had firmly occupied the pinnacle of power. He was old and drooping, holding the scepter of life and death in his hand, but he had lost interest and desire in everything. Power, wealth, and women could no longer stir his soul. The loss of calcium also made his body hunched. He became shorter and shorter, and more and more like an ordinary old man.

His organs are also gradually failing over time. According to the documents provided by the hospital, Henkel will die one day because his organs will no longer function.

But he still loves to drink strong liquor, because only the strongest liquor can make him indulge in the memories that are almost lost in the fog for a short time. For such an old guy, seeing young people making a fortune is like seeing his younger self. Is there anything more exciting than beautiful memories?

Is there anything more inspiring than helping your younger self?

After saying this, Henkel exhaled a long puff of thick smoke from his lungs. He was about to hang up the phone, but the child suddenly asked a question.

"Are my eyes really similar to those of the principal when he was young?" His voice was so soft, yet so deep, like a lion's sleep talk.

Han Gao slowly sat up straight. His hunched back made a crackling sound and his expression became solemn and dignified. For a moment, it seemed as if the Han Gao who had galloped across the West had returned.

"There's fire in your eyes," Henkel said.

Chapter 107: The Curtain of Rainfall (1) (Please subscribe and subscribe to the full version)

"Senior Sister, I'm going to Chicago. Chu Zihang and Xia Mi both have flights today. I'm going to pick them up at the Chicago train station. Do you want to come with me?" Lu Mingfei was standing on the balcony talking to Nuo Nuo who lived in the building next door. Several red squirrels playing on the big tree were attracted by the noise and tilted their heads to look over.

Nuonuo, with messy hair and sleepy eyes, poked her head out of the room. She yawned, her mouth full of toothpaste foam, and said incoherently, "No, I applied for the principal's scholarship. I have an audit in the morning and an exam in the afternoon. I can't leave. You go by yourself. Say hello to my junior sister for me."

Lu Mingfei said, "Oh!" and threw a food bag over. Inside was a hot dog that was still emitting heat. It was packed from the Sunshine Canteen. Nuonuo trotted out of the room and reached out to catch it. Lu Mingfei saw that she had probably just gotten up not long ago. She was still wearing white silk pajamas. Her white and smooth shoulders were exposed to the cold wind and were slightly red from the cold.

Nuonuo rinsed the foam out of her mouth with water, held the food bag and toothpaste cup in each hand, stretched her body, and the cold fragrance of youth and passion came to her face. Then she looked more energetic, and her eyes became smart. The girl winked and blew a kiss to Lu Mingfei, saying in a pleasant voice, "Thank you, Junior Brother, Junior Brother, I love you."

Lu Mingfei smiled awkwardly, scratched the back of his head awkwardly, and then was stunned for a moment.

I don’t know when it started, but my senior sister is a little different from her past self.

Sometimes when he was with Nuonuo, Lu Mingfei would actually feel that the person in front of him was no longer the sharp and arrogant girl, but a kitten who was acting coquettishly towards him. He had never seen this side of Nuonuo, and perhaps Caesar hadn't seen this side of her either.

Lu Mingfei is a very sensitive person. He has always known that there is a timid girl hidden in Nuonuo's heart. She has no sense of security, she is afraid of losing something, and she is also afraid that one day no one in the world needs her anymore.

Nuo Nuo's loneliness probably really comes from the bottom of her heart, which is why she wanted to take Lu Mingfei as her younger brother.

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei became a little irritated.

Nuonuo was shivering from the cold, but she still looked at Lu Mingfei eagerly and longingly. Her eyes were alert and smart, like a little fox in the mountains curiously looking at the passers-by. At this time, Lu Mingfei suddenly realized something, and that fact may have been ignored by him.

Perhaps it wasn't some heroic female knight who picked up a crying, poor child in the wilderness, but rather it was a silly child who picked up a seriously injured and dying female knight on the battlefield still filled with smoke.