Chapter 435: If they dare to hold a Hongmen Banquet, they will be exterminated
As Mr. Chen expected, when Lu Mingfei attacked the research base invested by the Chen family, Su Enxi had already sent people to secretly keep an eye on other research institutes and experimental bases that had been found.
Once the Chen family makes any move, Su Enxi will find them immediately and take targeted measures.
If they choose to transfer the witnesses and evidence, the people sent to the capital by the ancient mixed-blood clan headed by the Zhou family will accept them without hesitation and present them as evidence in court.
If they choose to destroy the evidence, Lu Mingfei will let them know what cruelty is.
Therefore, when Lu Mingfei returned to the hotel and found that there was no unusual movement from the Chen family, he felt bored.
This old man obviously has a lot of cards up his sleeve, but he is overly cautious.
An opponent who can bend and stretch, and knows how to temporarily avoid the edge in the face of absolute power, is often much more dangerous than those fools who can only rage helplessly.
However, no matter how boring it was, Lu Mingfei was not in a hurry.
The hunter has enough patience, and the prey retreating into its nest only delays the cleaning work a little.
Maybe the Chen family is keeping their hands off now just to secretly prepare a big one for him.
Zhou Minhao is still dealing with matters at the research base, and he probably won't have a peaceful night. He hopes to find evidence that can put the Chen family to death, but he thinks it will be difficult.
The head of the Chen family is also an old fox. He would not be stupid enough to do bad things and leave his footprints behind.
Isabella was temporarily placed in the Zhou family residence, and Lu Mingfei returned to the hotel alone.
As I walked into the hall, a Ferrari stopped at the door and a blond nobleman got out of the passenger seat, holding a cell phone with an unhappy look on his face.
Lu Mingfei looked back and saw that it was indeed Caesar who had been pulled out to chat about family matters.
Caesar's face was not looking good. His ice-blue eyes, which always carried a bit of carelessness and arrogance, were now as deep as water, faintly suppressing his irritability and impatience.
The person who got out from the passenger seat was a young man who also had brilliant blond hair.
His hair was shorter than Caesar's and meticulously groomed. He wore a well-tailored silver-gray suit. He had a handsome face that was almost feminine, and his temperament was as calm as water. His every move exuded competence, and one could tell at a glance that he was the CEO's secretary or a straight-line elite.
Lu Mingfei's gaze froze slightly the moment it met the blond man.
It was rare to catch a living member of Gattuso's clan other than Caesar, so he naturally wanted to take good care of him.
In his perception, this strange man has the same blood as Caesar, and is much stronger!
The proportion of dragon blood hidden under the handsome body was astonishingly high, almost approaching or even reaching the super-limit state of Chu Zihang after his second blood burst.
Such a high concentration of dragon blood should have caused the bloodline to get out of control, resulting in the appearance of never-extinguishing golden eyes like Chu Zihang's.
However, this person did not.
His eyes were a pure ice blue, just like Caesar's, and his aura was as steady as Lake Trasimene. He looked so peaceful and serene, without any sign that his dragon blood might get out of control at any moment.
This is not normal.
Or, like Chu Zihang, he had received the baptism of the Dragon King and forcibly stabilized his bloodline.
Or, rely on some kind of medicine or technology to suppress the power of dragon blood in the body.
For example, Deadpool fetal serum.
Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze swept across the blond man's body like the most sophisticated CT machine, and he felt an uncoordinated sense of weakness from the other person.
It was not a weakening of his physical functions, but a loss of the source of life, as if his existence itself, or every breath, was continuously consuming his life.
Okay, that sounds like nonsense.
But this feeling is very similar to the situation when Eri's life form was distorted due to the continuous purification of the White King's bloodline and she eventually faced death!
Perhaps the biggest difference is that this blond man has not embarked on the path to becoming a god.
A thought flashed through Lu Mingfei's mind like lightning.
It is normal for the descendants of the White King of the Snake Eight Clan in Japan to lose control due to bloodline issues, but the Gattuso family inherited from the King of Sky and Wind, and its bloodline is relatively stable.
In history, apart from a few mentally unstable members occasionally (Jiude Mai told Lu Mingfei that the Gattuso family has a history of mental illness, and their ancestors have all suffered from mania, such as Caesar's grandfather who was a mental patient), there has been no news of the risk of bloodline getting out of control.
So, what's the story behind this abnormal individual who bears some resemblance to Caesar?
Thinking of the mysterious Bondarev who only existed in Herzog's notes, and the fact that Eiry needed regular injections of Deadpool fetal serum to maintain her life and sanity, Lu Mingfei looked at the other person with a deeper look.
The Gattuso family has a long history but its background is a mystery. On the surface, they tend to appear wealthy and nouveau riche, but they don't seem to have many top fighters.
But Lu Mingfei did not forget that Fujiwara Nobunosuke, who possessed the rogue spirit of Time Zero, was the pawn sent to Japan by the Gattuso family.
The owner of Time Zero is so rare, but the Gattuso family can treat it as a chess piece that is not a core and play it at will. This in itself is extremely unreasonable.
Unless... they have the method to cultivate, or perhaps even create, Time Zero owners!
And this cannot avoid the experiment of Black Swan Harbor that year.
In addition, he had previously learned about the ultimate weapon "Divine Punishment" jointly developed by the Gattuso Institute and the Russian Federal Space Agency, and Bondarev happened to claim to be the last grandson of the Romanov dynasty. He suspected that the Gattuso family might be the real supporters behind Bondarev.
They have been secretly operating their influence in Russia, making silent plans to achieve some ulterior motives.
The case is solved. The authentic Black Swan Port is in Italy. Herzog is a pure clown.
Lu Mingfei ignored everything else and put the blame on Gattuso's family first, and then continued to think about what role Caesar played in it?
His bloodline is not top-notch among Gattuso's younger generation, and his Word Spirit Kamaitachi has no obvious advantage in high-end combat, and can even be said to be useless. Why was he chosen as the future head of the family?
Is it because among all the crazy or unstable "products" cultivated by the Gattuso family, only Caesar is the one with relatively stable bloodline, sound mind, no sudden crazy, and flawless "masterpiece"?
So that's why he was chosen as the external face and the legitimate heir of the family?
Lu Mingfei's gaze was calm, yet it carried a sharpness that could penetrate the soul.
Percy stood there, feeling as if a wasp's sting were piercing his brain along his spine.
He had read all the information and reports he could get his hands on about Lu Mingfei, and believed that he had overestimated the terrifying nature of this young man.
But it was not until this moment, when he was actually standing in front of her, that he deeply felt the suffocating pressure of having even the secret of Hello Kitty printed on his underwear seen through.
He had undergone countless inhumanly harsh trainings and faced the might of pure-blooded dragons without flinching. However, under Lu Mingfei's indifferent gaze, the restless and powerful dragon blood in his body seemed to have encountered its natural enemy. It was so obedient that it was almost dead silent, and not even the thought of resistance could arise.
This seemed like a crushing blow from the level of life, and also like the momentum of the strongest dragon slayer, which made him feel fear.
Percy's heart was filled with turmoil, but he maintained an impeccable calm on the surface. He even lowered his eyes slightly, avoiding Lu Mingfei's gaze, not letting the shock in his eyes reveal itself in the slightest.
Both of them had their own thoughts, but they both tacitly concealed their momentary surprise and speculation perfectly.
Caesar originally wanted to warn Percy not to follow him and tell him to get out, but he found that there was no footsteps behind him. He looked up and found a person standing at the door of the hotel, staring straight at the back of him with an oppressive look.
He turned around and looked around. He didn't see Eri, who was always clinging to Lu Mingfei, nor did he see his future nemesis Chu Zihang. He also didn't see the pretty schoolgirl who looked like a fairy but was so skinny that she couldn't even get into the student union dance troupe through backdoors. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why are you alone?"
"I went out to play the spot-the-difference game for a while." Lu Mingfei withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and spoke concisely and casually:
"Is this your relative? They look quite similar."
Caesar frowned, obviously in a bad mood, but still introduced:
"Pasi Gattuso, senior secretary of the Gattuso family."
Percy raised his head and took a step forward at the right moment, bowing slightly to Lu Mingfei. His movements were as elegant and standard as a textbook:
"Mr. Lu Mingfei, I have long admired you. On behalf of Mr. Frost Gattuso, the acting head of the Gattuso family, I extend my sincerest greetings to you.
In addition, the family deeply admires and is grateful for your previous feat of slaying the dragon in Japan and saving Master Caesar from danger."
His Chinese is fluent and standard, his wording is appropriate and there is nothing wrong with it.
Lu Mingfei said "hmm" lightly, then looked into the Ferrari.
Caesar was grateful to Lu Mingfei for rushing thousands of miles to save him and others, but he knew that Percy's expression of gratitude at this time was a secret reminder to him that if he was not good at it, he should practice more and stop hanging out outside all day. He should go back to school and do more exercises and targeted training.
Seeing Lu Mingfei looking into the car, he changed the subject: "What's wrong?"
Lu Mingfei crossed his arms, his eyes playfully reflecting, "The Chen family's brat had to come all the way to apologize after I beat him up. The Gattuso family is notoriously rich and inhumane. Their way of expressing gratitude can't just be verbal thanks. They're not even as good as the Chen family, are they?"
Upon hearing this, Caesar twitched the corners of his mouth slightly. He knew that this was Lu Mingfei helping to tease the Gattuso family, but for some reason it sounded weird.
Percy didn't expect that his words were just a polite remark, but the other party actually took advantage of the situation.
Is this the shamelessness of the strongest dragon slayer of our time? It is indeed as thick-skinned as Ange’s.
He was about to ask the master for instructions, but Caesar had already made the decision for him:
"Alright, take this latest model Ferrari as a thank you gift. You can take a taxi later, Percy."
Percy still had a perfect smile on his face, but his tone was unquestionable:
"Master Caesar, I have received orders that until you decide to return to the academy to complete your studies, I must always stay by your side to ensure your safety and be at your disposal."
"A dispatch?" Caesar sneered. "Do I need a monitor?"
Percy just smiled and said nothing, as if to say, "You can say whatever you want, I'll just be my own dog-skin plaster."
"Don't bother me." Caesar stopped looking at him and went into the hotel with Lu Mingfei and went straight to the elevator.
Percy handed the key to the doorman, who then parked the car and handed it directly to Caesar. He then followed the two of them leisurely, maintaining a respectful attitude, and watched them enter the elevator.
Until the elevator door was completely closed, the metal panel reflected his face, which had restrained all expressions and only remained indifferent.
Deep within the ice-blue right eye, strands of dark gold swam like a group of snakes, as if they could swarm out at any time and dye the ice blue into dark gold.
He raised his hand to tidy up the golden hair on his forehead, covering his eyebrows, turned and walked to another elevator, and pressed the button for the floor downstairs of the presidential suite.
Lu Mingfei and Caesar didn't say a word along the way, but they both arrived at the presidential suite tacitly. Nono and Eiry were playing with their children in the bedroom. When they heard the noise, they just came out to say hello. After seeing that the two had something to talk about, they did not come down to disturb them.
Caesar opened a bottle of Antoninus Tignanello dry red wine and poured two glasses.
Lu Mingfei took it, and without shaking it, he took another sip and tasted it on the tip and root of his tongue. He drank half a cup directly like a cow chewing a peony to quench his thirst:
"What do you mean? Your uncle, the regent, is urging you to go back and inherit the throne again?"
Caesar was silent for a few seconds, as if he was organizing his words, but finally chose to be honest.
After all, in front of Lu Mingfei, many concealments seem meaningless.
"It's not just Frost," Caesar's voice was filled with a hint of suppressed irritation. "This time it seems like the order came directly from the Council of Elders."
"Presbyterian Church?" Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he heard of such an organization within the Gattuso family.
"Yes," Caesar explained, "The real boss of the Gattuso family isn't the nominal head of the family, nor is it the acting head Frost, but these twelve old monsters."
His tone and expression were quite complicated: "They are called elders, and all major decisions of the family must be approved by them.
To put it bluntly, the Patriarch is just an executive officer chosen by them to handle affairs at the front desk."
This is one of the secrets of the Gattuso family, but Caesar is the kind of person who doesn't feel bad about selling his father's land to his son. Even if he knows it, he won't be able to find where those old monsters are hiding.
Lu Mingfei didn't ask why those old men wanted Caesar to go back. He got straight to the point:
"So are you going to listen to them and go back and transform into their shape like a good baby?"
"Of course not!" Caesar rebelled without hesitation.
"That's it!" Lu Mingfei clapped his hands and filled Caesar's glass with wine.
"Don't worry, I'm here. Neither the Gattuso family nor the Chen family can force you and your wife to do anything you don't want to do."
"It's just perfect. Tomorrow I'm going to take Eri to... ahem, visit the Chen family. If you, Chen Motong, and Ricardo have nothing to do, you can come with us."
Caesar looked at the wine that was about to overflow, curled his lips, and finally understood what Chinese drinking culture was.
However, isn't your map of Yan State too short?
Thinking of what Lu Mingfei said before at the hotel entrance, they should go out and play the game of finding the difference, and then the Chen family would come to apologize to him.
So, tomorrow will be...
"The Hongmen Banquet?"
"It doesn't matter. If they dare to hold a Hongmen Feast, I will treat them to a cold feast." Lu Mingfei looked up at the dark night sky outside the window, his eyes calm and cold:
"First, let's settle things in Beijing, and then I'll see if I have time to go to Europe.
It is impolite not to reciprocate. The Gattuso family gave me such a great gift, so I have to express my gratitude in some way."
Caesar picked up the full wine glass, took a sip, and also looked out the window:
"That's perfect. Let me show my hospitality."
(End of this chapter)
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