Chapter 186: Finkel, what about you, why don’t you run?

As the king of paparazzi, Finkel possesses very sophisticated disguise skills.

When he dressed up as a pauper, a rogue, a good-for-nothing, a tramp and other characters, almost no one could see through his exquisite disguise.

But that is Europe and the United States, and it is really a bit difficult for him in Japan.

With such a large body and obvious foreign features, he attracts attention wherever he goes.

"It's a pity there are no US military uniforms, otherwise I could walk around here like a jerk." Finkel muttered, squeezing himself into a black leather jacket that didn't fit him particularly well.

After evading a roundup by the Snake Eight Clan, he headed in the direction of Kabukicho, but Tokyo was so hot for some reason, and the streets were full of energetic young men dressed coolly.

They stopped people everywhere to ask questions, and gestured with a finger that was at least ten centimeters higher than their heads. It was obviously impossible that they were looking for a lost cat.

Finkel understood that he was a brave man who was being sought after with a huge reward. Norma was monitoring the movements on the Internet and had long since discovered that the Sheqi Eight Families had been searching for him in vain, so he issued a wanted order.

Although the bounty was only a fraction of Eri's, it was enough to drive Tokyo's unemployed people crazy.

This had some impact on Finkel's plan to travel, but not much.

When there were no teammates or dragon-slaying professionals watching, and his enemies were just ordinary thugs, he was terribly strong.

After eliminating a group of bikers, Finkel seized the equipment of the biker gang leader, a set of black clothes and a black knitted hat, as well as a motorcycle.

Relying on the disguise of a spirited young man, Finkel successfully arrived near Takama-ga-hara. After careful investigation, he found that there was no ambush or assassin, and the security guards of Takama-ga-hara were negligent in their duties and were too lazy to even go out to stand guard.

So after waiting for a while, Finkel quietly sneaked into the Takamagahara nightclub. He decided whether to sneak into the Iron Dome Temple to rescue his junior or disguise himself as a gigolo looking for a job and wait for an opportunity.

However, after sneaking into Takama-ga-hara, the scene inside surprised him.

There were a bunch of people lying in all directions inside, men and women dressed in fancy clothes, overlapping each other. Their peaceful faces looked a little weird under the dim light.

Just when he was wondering if he had just escaped from the tiger's den and entered the wolf's lair, the familiar black pressed against the back of his head again.

Almost subconsciously, his hands hanging by his sides moved slightly, and he clenched his fists and tried to subdue the gangster behind him.

However, after the other party said with a full West Coast accent, "Takamagahara is closed to outsiders tonight," he suddenly loosened his clenched fists, raised them high, and his voice turned into an exaggerated and glib tone:

"Don't shoot, bro. I'm here to cause trouble. I'm here to join you."

His intuition as a paparazzi was warning him not to act rashly, otherwise the consequences could be disastrous.

Considering that his intuition could be wrong in certain situations but was quite reliable at other times, Finkel decided to follow his heart.

"Join us, you?" Behind him, Lu Mingfei lowered his voice in a rough voice, saying with disdain: "Do you know what we do? Just join us."

You know what, this mouse speaks English quite fluently, without any of that weird Japanese accent.

But why does the voice sound familiar, so mean, as if I've heard it somewhere before?

"Hey, isn't this place selling male beauty... er, providing companionship and a warm haven for women?" Finkel laughed lewdly.

"To be honest, I have a very good sense of service. I can do any dirty or tiring work as long as I am paid. My schoolmates are full of praise for my service."

Hearing that obscene laugh, Lu Mingfei instantly matched the voice with someone in his memory: "Fuck, Finkel? Why is it you?!"

When his identity was revealed, Finkel was a little surprised, thinking that the back of his head was already so handsome and representative.

But the man holding the gun at him from behind just switched the language from American English to authentic Chinese, and his voice was no longer so deep and hoarse. He sounded like a teenager who had just passed the voice change period.

After being stunned for about two seconds, Finkel wanted to turn around with a look of surprise, but the gun behind his head did not move away. His face was directly pressed against the gun barrel and he could not see the person behind him. He could only shout loudly: "Junior Brother Lu, is that you, Junior Brother Lu?!"

What does it mean to search for something in vain, yet finally find it without any effort? In order to find the abducted Lu Mingfei, Finkel traveled to many places in Europe but could not find him. Unexpectedly, he came to Japan on a business trip and found him.

This is fate! God destined Lu Mingfei to be his fellow apprentice. They were meant to have such a lasting friendship.

Of course, he also knew that Lu Mingfei didn't have a very good impression of Kassel Academy, so he raised his hands in the air, indicating that he was a harmless senior brother, unlike those battle maniacs in Kassel Academy who were always ready to fight and kill.

At this time, Lu Mingfei also felt a little annoyed. He really didn't expect such a coincidence. Someone who sneaked into Takama-ga-hara nightclub turned out to be an old acquaintance.

He put away his gun and looked at Finkel speechlessly: "Why are you not sleeping at night and going to the gigolo club?"

He actually thought he could catch some key person, such as the shadow who followed the young girl in the surveillance video and reported to that old bastard General Wang if anything went wrong.

It turned out to be just Finkel who was out working part-time and hunting for beauties.

The dignified Silver Wolf Fingel had actually fallen to the point where he had to sell his body for a living. If it were his previous life, who would believe it? But this was the reality.

"It's a long story to tell about a child without a mother." The black and hard thing on his head was moved away. Finkel breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at Lu Mingfei, and said in surprise: "Hey, Junior Brother Lu, I haven't seen you for a few days. You have become more handsome and elegant."

“Stop talking nonsense at this time.” Lu Mingfei interrupted his superficial and insincere praise and told him to get down to business.

Finkel also knew that things had different priorities and now was obviously not a good time to chat and reminisce, so he told the story of how he and his men came to Japan to carry out a mission, but before they could accomplish anything, their Japanese branch was attacked by Deadpool.

He concealed the key information, but there was nothing else to hide.

After all, as far as the current situation is concerned, the only one who can be called a strong foreign aid is Lu Mingfei, and by bringing him into the mission, perhaps the next step is to bring him into Kassel College.

Although I don't know how he came to Japan and bought such a store, it is always pleasant to meet an old friend in a foreign land.

But although he was happy, Lu Mingfei's mood deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lu Mingfei never expected that he was just thinking of tricking the Eight Clans of Sheqi, but he was so lucky that he also tricked his good brother Chu Zihang.

Hearing that Chu Zihang stayed in Genji Heavy Industries to help deal with the invading Deadpool, but the Snake Qi Eight Clan repaid their kindness with enmity, not only detaining them but also issuing a bounty for Finkel, Lu Mingfei's suppressed anger suddenly flared up again, and he opened his mouth and threw out a map cannon: "These ungrateful wolves, as expected, there is no one who can tame them except the fat man and the little boy!"

This remark touched Finkel's heart. He gave Lu Mingfei a thumbs up and praised his brilliant writing skills. He then asked, "Brother Lu, what do you think we should do next?"

“Of course…” Lu Mingfei was about to respond subconsciously, but soon realized something was wrong. He squinted his eyes and looked at Finkel, who had a simple and honest smile.

"First of all, since I didn't join Kassel Academy, you don't have to call me your junior. Secondly, why do I have to make the decision?"

"Junior brother, there is no need to pretend now. I have seen your heroic performance in France before. I absolutely believe in your judgment! Besides, you have been in Japan for a long time and have developed your own power. I am alone and can't handle it alone, so I can only rely on you." Finkel had a shameless face and insisted on confirming this relationship.

After all, Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei are brothers in the same school, and he and Chu Zihang are brothers in the same school, so if you round it off, it's about the same.

Lu Mingfei glanced at him and felt that this guy was definitely just trying to be lazy, but he didn't say anything.

Since it concerns the safety of his good brother Chu Zihang, he will never take it lightly.

It just so happened that he was planning to find Yuan Zhisheng anyway and let the two Yuan brothers confront each other on the spot, so as to restore the truth of what happened back then bit by bit.

So the question is, the Eight Snake Families are now like frightened birds, and the guard strength of Genji Heavy Industries is definitely higher than before, and the "protection" for Chu Zihang and Caesar is definitely the maximum.

After all, they are just mortals. If the Eight Snake Qi Clans really want to use artillery fire to wipe out the area, they will have to kneel.

We can't let Eri take action.

They are more or less my mother's family. No matter how much we betray them, we cannot raise the butcher knife against them.

Using force is the worst strategy, using wits is the best strategy.

Lu Mingfei looked Finkel up and down and had an idea in his mind.

Finkel shuddered for no reason, feeling that someone wanted to harm him, but he had no evidence.

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Facing Lu Mingfei's meaningful gaze, he forced himself to start a conversation: "By the way, Junior Brother, why did you come to Japan? Are you here to travel or experience life?"

"I'm not good at studying, so I started working early to earn money." Lu Mingfei glanced at him, "My original career plan was to become a professional after the college entrance examination, but unfortunately your college got in the way and ruined my e-sports dream."

Hearing this, Finkel showed a sweaty face and immediately passed the buck: "Please don't take the college's behavior personally. I actually like playing StarCraft, too. I'm nicknamed the God King of Kassel, and I've scared countless opponents."

Lu Mingfei glanced at him but did not refute. After all, Finkel had played StarCraft in his previous life and his skills were pretty good. He could barely hold out for twenty minutes under his control.

Even after being beaten up, he still refused to admit defeat, saying that his skills were developed by his wife's abuse step by step. If his wife was capable, she would beat Lu Mingfei, the GOAT player of StarCraft, and make him retire on the spot.

In response, Lu Mingfei just thought he was just a dog barking.

If you are bad, practice more. If you can't afford to lose, don't play! Finger felt a little guilty when he saw Lu Mingfei's eyes. He looked around and said, "By the way, Junior Brother, do you have a computer? I found something in the Japanese branch and need to transfer it back to the academy as soon as possible."

“Come with me.” Lu Mingfei did not refuse. In his original plan, he had already arranged for a dog-eat-dog drama between the Sheqi Eight Families and Kassel Academy.

Finger followed him eagerly, and asked curiously, "Junior brother, what were you doing just now? Why did so many people fall down?"

"Gather to imprison."

“But they are all wearing clothes.”

"If you take it off, you won't be tried."

Lu Mingfei took Finkel to an empty room on the other side of the third floor and did not let him come into contact with Eri and Genjiro. There was no need to let the paparazzi king know about these family matters. If they were reported as news inside Kassel College, wouldn’t it be embarrassing...

Emmm, if you think about it carefully, judging from the actions of my eldest and second uncles, it seems that they have nothing to lose face for.

Forget it, there’s nothing to worry about. Just do whatever you want.

Lu Mingfei brought Lao Tang over, holding the laptop that Humpback Whale usually used to watch short videos.

For now, he couldn't fully trust Finkel. After all, this guy was too smooth and as unpredictable as a loach.

We have to let Old Tang watch from the side to prevent him from doing anything unnecessary.

Finkel didn't take it seriously and greeted Don very warmly, praising his scowl and jeans, saying that if The Good, the Bad and the Ugly had been made a few decades earlier, there would have been no Clint Eastwood.

In this regard, Lao Tang also said that Finkel's cosplay of the man in black is very similar to that of the organization, and he can just find a fat assistant with sunglasses, a buzz cut and a pointed head to hunt down the traitors of the organization.

After the business talk, Finkel turned on the computer and required a password to enter.

Seeing this, Old Tang raised his hand and said he would ask the humpback whale for the password, but Finkel shook his head to indicate that it was not necessary. He reset the password and unlocked the door in no time.

There was no need to be secretive. Finkel knew that now was the time to show his sincerity, so he followed the steps to log into the Kassel College website in front of Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang.

According to the rules, the standard procedure for executive officers to contact colleges overseas is to visit the college's website, rather than calling Professor Schneider directly as he did just now.

But that was an emergency measure. To upload the information now, one needs to go through the formal process to complete the password verification and enter the college's internal network.

But to his surprise, he was unable to log in.

I tried several different methods repeatedly, but the browser always displayed "ERROR 404: Page Not Found".

The same goes for phone calls, emails, and text messages. All of these are ineffective.

Although he had a special channel to contact the college, it was a secret, so he chose to use the method he was best at.

“Hey, there’s something wrong with the computer of the Sheqi Eight Clan. It actually blocked the communication channel between me and the academy.

But if you want to lock me up with just these, it's really too disrespectful!"

Finkel gave a provocative smile, crossed his hands and stretched them outwards, and his burly body immediately made a series of crackling sounds. At this moment, he was like a fighter.

Ten fingers flew across the keyboard, and line after line of completely incomprehensible code flashed on the screen. Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang looked at each other and saw the beauty missing from education in each other's eyes.

But soon, while data was still flashing across the computer screen, Finkel took his hands off the keyboard and picked up a bottle of drink and started drinking.

Old Tang was a little worried that he might overdo it and expose himself and others, so he gave him a careful reminder.

In response, Finkel waved his hand and said it was no problem: "It only needs one of the code and the people to run."

Lu Mingfei's heart moved when he heard this, and he asked inexplicably: "Then you have been held back for so many years at Kassel College, why don't you run away?"

Upon hearing this, Finkel's body stiffened for a moment, he shrugged and smiled helplessly:

"I'm stuck. I can't get away."

(End of this chapter)