Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

Lu Mingfei looked at Nuonuo, who tilted her head to one side. She didn't know how to cook before.

Nono is a little witch, so cold and strong. Wherever she stands, she is like a sharp knife. This knife can be used to cut off Deadpool's neck or to stab into the heart of a bad guy, but it will never be used to cut onions or chop garlic.

Maybe because she looked for too long, Nuonuo's cheeks turned red.

“What are you looking at… I can cook too.” Nuo Nuo said, finally meeting Lu Mingfei’s gaze.

Lu Mingfei laughed dryly: "Thank you, Senior Sister. Thank you, Senior Sister. I will definitely save some space for you."

“If you dare to eat at Norton Hall and come back…” Nono’s eyes narrowed, “Hehe!”

“I dare not, I dare not!” Lu Mingfei quickly raised his hands to beg for mercy.

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Perhaps because it was just a private invitation and the time was a bit tight, Caesar did not hold a grand banquet in Norton House this time.

It was just a meeting of two people.

The members of the Student Union lined the streets to welcome him. They made no sound but lit up their golden eyes, like the gaze of an evil ghost or a group of demons.

But Lu Mingfei kept his eyes down, not affected at all, and walked calmly among the group of little dragons whose faces seemed to have malice written all over their faces.

Caesar greeted him at the door of Norton Hall. He was only wearing Cassel's dark green school uniform, which was considered a very high-standard formal attire in the school.

The young master of the Gattuso family had a warm smile on his face. He walked up to Lu Mingfei, patted his shoulders and back vigorously, and hugged Lu Mingfei like old friends who had not seen each other for a long time.

The two men walked to the reception room of the Norton House and sat down at a small table. Immediately, a beautiful girl brought them some decanted wine and sliced ​​Iberian ham.

Isabella placed the cigar box on the table between Caesar and Lu Mingfei and retreated to a corner where neither of them could see her.

Caesar opened the cigar box and Lu Mingfei took a look.

Wow, this is the Cohiba Black and Gold Edition, a very high-end product. When Lu Mingfei was the president of the Student Union, he often had to use this thing to save face. However, those stocks were left by Caesar, and he himself would not deliberately approve funds to buy such luxury goods that he did not like.

Caesar said, "Lu Mingfei, I am optimistic about you. You will definitely be the brightest new star in the academy in the future." As he did so, he opened the cigar box, smoked a Cohiba Black Gold with a long-stemmed pine match, cut off the end with a Dupont cigar cutter, lit it, and presented it to Lu Mingfei with both hands.

Lu Mingfei was also very understanding. He took it with both hands and said, "No, no, we still have to rely on Brother Caesar to show some mercy. Harmony and harmony bring wealth." Then he took a puff of the cigar, praising its mellow aroma, and said expertly that it would be better if the space here was smaller and more closed.

Caesar said this is not the ordinary Cohiba Black Gold version, but Black Gold Plus, and each one is rubbed out on the thighs of the most beautiful girls in Cuba.

Lu Mingfei thought to himself that it was no wonder that it tasted a bit sour, it turned out that it was stained with the sweat from the Cuban girl's thigh.

Both parties lit a cigar, and Isabella poured a glass of wine for Lu Mingfei and Caesar respectively. While smoking, she picked up a piece of treasured Iberian ham with her fingers and put it into her mouth. She quickly took a sip of the wine before the choking salty taste came out. The two celebrities in the academy finally relaxed a little and talked about business.

Chapter 15 Gattuso

The Norton Pavilion is decorated with the phoenix emblem of the Gattuso family, which is warm and majestic, and exudes a fiery ruggedness.

"I rarely wear school uniforms. Of course, I am proud to be a student of Cassel. I am proud of this dress, so I only wear it when I receive the most important guests." Caesar put his body over the small table and leaned forward to fill Lu Mingfei's glass. His golden hair shone like gold under the crystal chandelier of Norton Hall. At this moment, Caesar was like a confident and powerful young lion, the undisputed king of the tribe. Caesar said, "In the whole school, except for you, Lu Mingfei, who is an S-level, no one else can bear the respect of Caesar Gattuso."

Lu Mingfei: “I am unworthy of the three cups of wine I have to drink as a punishment.” He drank it all in one gulp, then another gulp, and another gulp.

Caesar didn't want to get straight to the point. Lu Mingfei was also a worldly-wise man, and he was better at Tai Chi than anyone else. Angers used to say that Lu Mingfei was sometimes too slippery, and he seemed to be a good guy to everyone.

Caesar didn't say much, he chuckled and poured wine for Lu Mingfei: "Junior brother, you have been in Kassel for more than two days. I wonder if you are used to living here?"

Lu Mingfei stuffed ham into his mouth. "Get used to it. Junior sister's Tremella and Sago Dessert is delicious, sweet and tasty. Senior sister's Winter Melon and Pork Rib Soup is also cooked. People in the school are good at talking and they are all talented. I like it here very much."

Caesar said that although he was a newcomer, he must know the hero of Kassel by listening to all directions and looking at all directions. Please point him out. Lu Mingfei raised his glass and said shyly that how could he recognize the hero with his naked eyes?

Caesar said, "Don't be shy." Lu Mingfei said, "I just arrived and I can't see him, but I can hear his voice."

Caesar said he had only heard the details.

Lu Mingfei said that Zihang, a lion-hearted killer with a paralyzed face, could be a hero. Caesar could not argue with that, and he would capture the little killer alive.

Lu Mingfei said that Lanslot must have great plans because he endured humiliation and served under others. Caesar laughed and said that Lancelot was a man of strong character, timid, and indecisive. He was willing to do great things but was afraid of his own safety and forgot his life for small gains. He was not a hero.

Lu Mingfei also said that there was a person named Witch who was feared by Caesar. Brother Caesar, do you think Chen Motong can be called a hero?

Speaking of Nuonuo, Caesar was obviously silent for a while. He was a proud person, and his emotional nature was similar to Su Xiaoqiang. After that confession, Zhao Menghua told Lu Mingfei about an incident. He said that Su Xiaoqiang once invited everyone to KFC with great fanfare, and then stood up in the middle with orange juice and said, "I like Lu Mingfei, and if you want to compete with me, just go ahead." Lu Mingfei thought to himself that it was a big loss, and he didn't even have KFC. Caesar is also this kind of person. He can loudly tell the whole world that he likes Nuonuo, frankly and proudly, but he can never accept the fact that his excellence is not taken seriously.

After a while, Caesar said, "She is just a woman, not worth mentioning."

Lu Mingfei felt that he had basically mentioned all the A-level hybrids he knew, except for Senior Sister Susie.

Then he stuffed another piece of Iberian ham into his mouth: "Then I don't know."

Caesar said: "A hero is one who has great ambitions, good plans, and the ability to contain the universe and swallow up the world." Lu Mingfei said: "Who can be like him?" Caesar pointed at Lu Mingfei, then at himself, and said: "The heroes of Cassel today are only you and Caesar!"

Lu Mingfei retreated tactically: "I am so ashamed. I dare not."

"Lu Mingfei, you have the ability to truly rise in Kassel Academy. In time, even I will not be your opponent." Caesar said, his eyes narrowed, "You need a great victory to lay the foundation for leadership, but in my opinion, you are not yet grown to the point where you can compete with me and Chu Zihang. The victory of Freedom Day will not belong to you."

Lu Mingfei drank and didn't say anything.

"So, why don't you join us, join the student union, you will become the next president after me. With our abilities, we can bring the entire student union to the real peak in a very short time, and it is not impossible to completely crush the old brother club Lionheart Society." Caesar persuaded, "As long as you join the student union, I promise that you will become the command center of the entire club in Free Day, and even I will become a sharp knife in your hand. You will have the opportunity to defeat the Lionheart Society and step into the mixed-blood society as a powerful leader. Let's work together, no one can stop us!"

Lu Mingfei blew out a smoke ring deeply.

"Then what?" he asked.

Caesar's pupils shrank slightly: "What then?"

"What happens after we win Freedom Day as the leader of the Student Union? How do we deal with the Lionheart Club?" Lu Mingfei said. Chu Zihang even promised that if he was willing to join the Lionheart Club, he would immediately give up the position of president. In comparison, Caesar's promise was nothing.

"The Lionheart Society's living space will be compressed, and its budget will be cut. As more elites choose the Student Union, the Lionheart Society will gradually fade away. They will not disappear from history, but they will no longer be the most powerful society in the Secret Party. The Student Union will replace them." Caesar is talking about a beautiful future.

But Lu Mingfei stood up.

He waved his hand, still with his head and eyes drooping, and said, "It's a great idea, but it's a little different from the future I want to see. So I'm sorry, Caesar, I'm afraid I can't join the student union. Of course, I won't join the Lionheart Society either. I will participate in the Free Day as a free man, and the outcome depends on people."

Caesar's eyes narrowed.

Caesar also stood up, already knowing that Lu Mingfei was about to leave, but Master Gattuso still had a confident and proud smile on his face. "I really like you, Lu Mingfei, you are very motivated and a strong opponent." Caesar did not hide his admiration for Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei smiled and said, "In fact, there is no need for us to be hostile to each other. We can be rivals, but we can also be friends who trust each other. In the battlefield that we will eventually step on in the future, we will definitely regard each other's lives as treasures. The friendship between men is as strong as diamond."

"As expected of an S-class rank, he can even say something like 'the friendship between men is as strong as a diamond'!" Caesar felt that he had finally found his life creed. He regarded money as dirt and his family as his shackles. He had not yet stepped into the quagmire of love. For Caesar Gattuso at this moment, the friendship between men was simply the most noble emotion.

"Also, senior brother." Lu Mingfei walked to the door and finally raised his head which had been drooping. When the pair of eyes were raised from the shadows, golden light as bright as a headlight was slowly lit up inside.

Lu Mingfei said: "In fact, the golden eyes of those members of the student union are...really embarrassing."

When Caesar raised his eyebrows, he seemed to see a god with golden eyes, majestic and ancient. His pupils suddenly contracted, and the tip of his right index finger trembled uncontrollably.

Chapter 16 Freshman Fraternity

"Thank you, Senior Sister. It's delicious. I like it very much." Lu Mingfei carefully wiped the corner of his mouth with toilet paper, and then took a more cautious look at Nuo Nuo who was sitting on the edge of his bed. "But I still hope you can make some constructive suggestions and opinions. That is... well, it would be even more perfect if the Boston Red Dragon didn't use its pincers to try to pinch off my fingers when I reached out next time."

"Are you very familiar with it? Why are you touching it? If not you, who else should I pinch?" Nuonuo glared at him.

Lu Mingfei smiled awkwardly.

He also felt that he should not say anything for only eating and not cooking, but the cooking skills of his senior sister and junior sister were totally incomparable. He didn't know what was wrong with Nuonuo, she actually came to Lu Mingfei's dormitory every day to cook for him. It must be that Lu Mingfei's stomach was S-level at the moment, otherwise he would have some problems.

Since Xia Mi said she would stand on Chu Zihang's side on the day of freedom the night before, she has never come to Lu Mingfei's place again. Lu Mingfei thought so too, they were a talented man and a beautiful woman, they were in love and had been childhood sweethearts, and he was at most a mistress kept by both of them, who would stand with him on such a big matter?

"Um... Senior Sister, what is the relationship between Senior Brother and Sister Susie now?" Lu Mingfei asked without thinking, but then realized that he seemed to be a little too gossipy.

Nuonuo giggled like a little hen. She stretched out her right hand, placed it in front of Lu Mingfei's forehead, and then flicked his fingers lightly.

"Why are you like Chu Zihang, such a gossipy person?" Nuo Nuo asked.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head. “No, Senior Brother and I are friends. His mother often asks Aunt Tong to make spicy crayfish for me. Of course I care about Senior Brother’s emotional state.”

"Chu Zihang is like a piece of wood. Susie can't get him." Nuo Nuo started to clean up the dishes. Lu Mingfei hurried to help. She said, "I think Chu Zihang likes someone like you."

"Senior Sister, don't talk nonsense!" Lu Mingfei was terrified and shocked.

Nuo Nuo shrugged and threw all the dishes in her hands into Lu Mingfei's hands: "What I mean is that Chu Zihang probably likes girls with your personality, such as Xia Mi, whose personalities complement each other. Just like don't you also like mature women?" Lu Mingfei was stunned.

He suddenly wanted to look into Nuonuo's eyes, but he didn't muster up the courage in the end. He was afraid that he would see something familiar in them.

Lu Mingfei just took the things in his hands and went to the bathroom at the back.

"If you were a girl or Chu Zihang was a girl, maybe you would be together." Nuo Nuo said, her eyes shining, as if she had become more certain of her guesses.

"If you say that, it will make it seem like I or my senior brother have some weird habits." Lu Mingfei muttered.

But Nono stood behind him and watched him wash the dishes: "The time is almost up, the time I agreed on for you."

"what?"

"Do you really want to take me with you to the battlefield? Although you are a brave man, two fists are no match for four hands, and a random punch can kill a master. Do you really think you can fight hundreds of people alone and fight your way in and out of the Student Union and the Lionheart Club?" Nono rolled his eyes. "It doesn't matter to me. The worst that can happen is that I will be shot in the head by Frigga's bullet. But you might be paraded through the streets."

"That's not the case... We are all classmates, how can they be so cruel?"

"There are only two people in the entire secret party who are directly rated as S class based on their bloodline, and the one before you is now known as the strongest dragon slayer in history, the absolute leader of the secret party, and the iron-fisted principal of Kassel, Hilbert Jean Ange!" Nono said, "In the foreseeable future, you will definitely become a martial arts master like the principal. If we can capture you alive and parade you through the streets, it will be a medal that any student in Kassel will look back on for the rest of their lives."

Lu Mingfei imagined himself in a prison car with a shackle around his neck, with two lame donkeys in front of him, slowly moving forward on the long and desolate street. Many people gathered around him, holding rotten vegetable leaves and eggs in their hands, waiting for the student union or Lionheart Club guarding nearby to move away before throwing them at his head.

He shuddered.

"Let's go and meet the people from the freshman social!" Lu Mingfei said with a firm look in his eyes.

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Lake Michigan, night, drizzle, Kassel sailing port.

The gas lamps of the three huge lighthouses were like sharp swords, cutting and intersecting each other, sweeping through the fine rain curtain, spinning and tearing through the darkness.

The harbor was filled with shadows, and the sailboats were anchored directly to prevent them from being carried away by the waves.

When the light from the gas lamp occasionally swept across the pier, it revealed a series of thin and straight silhouettes.

These young shadows stood there in the drizzle, silent, as if they were holding a sacred mass.

But if you look closely, you can see a hint of gold dotted in any newborn's eyes.

Their golden eyes could not be ignited for a long time, but the best one among them, Qilan, who possessed the spirit of words and the prophet, told everyone with a fanatical attitude and tone that today, the true leader of the mixed race would start his great expedition, right now, right here, they would all be his most loyal allies. They would share the honor of bathing in dragon blood! So they lit up those pairs of majestic eyes with the most noble etiquette.

The young man named Qilan narrowed his golden eyes into slits. He stood at the front of the crowd and looked at the lake in the distance.

The usually quiet Lake Michigan was now heaving restlessly like water about to boil, and circular spots of light as bright as day were projected onto the water by the lighthouse.

A storm is coming.

"We are born in a good era. A new world is opening its doors to mankind." Qilan's voice spread in the sound of rain.

No one doubted his words.

He had great prestige among these freshmen, being the one with the highest bloodline, and always looking so brilliant.