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Mu Feng gestured with his fingers, smiled and said

"The person who came to pick you up this time was supposed to be the executor of the Japanese branch, but it was replaced by me for the time being."

Lu Mingfei looked left and right, trying to find the 300 knives who were ambushing around. He didn't think that a billionaire worth trillions would be free to be his driver. This kind of nonsense made him feel extremely separated, after all, the popularity of this person had already made him feel that he and him were not from the same world.

Suddenly, Mu Feng raised his right hand and waved towards the back of the three of them, there was a beautiful figure who got off the plane

Yan Ye also waved to Mu Feng with a gentle smile, without saying anything, everything was in silence.

"Teach... Boss Mu, is Student Gui your girlfriend?"

Lu Mingfei asked cautiously, the cowardly look was mixed with gossip, which made Mu Feng very interesting

"Didn't you all know before you came? Well, get in the car. Aren't you going to the hotel early tonight?"

Mu Feng pointed to the salute in their hands, and smiled lightly.

"It shouldn't be necessary for me to help you."

The three of them stuffed the salute into the car, and Lu Mingfei murmured that this matter was very magical. The richest man in the world came here to pretend to be a panic for you, and he came alone. Even if it's just a way to pick up a girlfriend, this thing is still very magical.

"Can four people fit in this car?"

Caesar frowned and said, the young master of Gattuso's family didn't want to squeeze in the back row of the car with the two elders.

"Yan Ye won't take my car, someone will pick her up later." Mu Feng said casually after closing the car door

"In short, she is not suitable for me to pick her up."

Lu Mingfei was shocked immediately, this boss really came here to pick them up? Don't you already have this kind of status? Thinking about it carefully, probably I am just adding to the head, and the boss and senior brother are the most important ones.

"Are you also a member of the Japanese branch?" Chu Zihang asked curiously. After all, the richest man in China went to the neon site to replace the Japanese half-blood to pick up the Kassel half-race. up.

"No, to be precise, I'm not even a mixed race." Mu Feng started the Hummer, and amidst the roaring engine, his flat voice was even harsher

The trio looked at each other in blank dismay. When did the mixed race have such a high connection with the outside world? Or is it that the secret party's ability to keep secrets is so poor?

"I have a high degree of close cooperation with the Japanese branch." Mu Feng seemed to see the hesitation of these three guys, and said with a light smile

"Including Kassel, including the Gattuso family in Europe, I have a very close cooperation with you. Although you are the "high" dragon descendants, you still need money bags, don't you?"

Kaiser and Chu Zihang frowned slightly, they felt the obvious yin and yang aura from the words of this weird rich man.

"Is your submarine reliable? Do you want to use my test machine? It is much more reliable than that old antique."

As soon as Mu Feng opened his mouth, it was the confidential content of the SS-level mission of the Longyuan Plan, like a bomb exploding under deep water, which instantly aroused the horror of the two behind him.

"How did you know?"

Chu Zihang's voice was a little cold. The Longyuan Project is the secret party's top-secret mission marked as SS, second only to killing the Dragon King. Logically speaking, except for the executive department, the principal, and a few parents of the Japanese branch, no Someone else will know.

"Knowing is knowing. As long as a secret is told and written on paper, it is no longer a secret."

Mu Feng looked at the pair of golden pupils in the rearview mirror, the turbulent dragon power shot into his mind through his eyes, and a roaring dragon was projected in his consciousness

But Mu Feng was not afraid. In the final analysis, it was just a projection of the power of words, or it could be said to be a projection of spiritual power.

The mixed-races cannot use the speech spirits other than their own, the essence is just because the human's "capacity" cannot bear the power of the second speech spirit carried in the dragon's blood. For the real dragon, speech spirits are tools and weapons, as long as the password is correct, it doesn't matter how many you use.

"Because I not only have close cooperation with you, but personally, I am your biggest creditor."

Mu Feng smiled faintly

"Cassel, the Snake Eight Family, and the Gattuso Family, everyone in the Secret Party of the mixed blood owes me a lot of money... So although I am an ordinary person, I can know so many incredible 'secrets'."

"You are not an ordinary person..."

Caesar said quietly, lowering his eyes, his ice blue eyes carried a sense of scrutiny and danger

"It was you who stopped Sleibnir just now, that power...is it your word spirit?"

"Ha!" Mu Feng laughed suddenly, with a kind of superior ridicule

"Gattuso's young master! It's not a good habit to attribute all the power you don't understand to the 'dragon blood' in your body, and...your power is not mysterious."

Speaking of this, he lowered his voice, and softly sang an ancient note with a low voice like a low pressure.

The deep ancient words echoed in this narrow space like a call that tore apart the ancient times. Chu Zihang and Kaiser both showed expressions as if they were facing an enemy. Only Lu Mingfei still looked like he was about to fall asleep at any time. virtue.

"I always feel like I've heard it somewhere..."

He muttered in a low voice, this passage, this note, he remembered as if Professor Guderian had recited it when he got on the train to Kassel, and the syllables sounded exactly the same.

It's just that Mu Fengnian's words were more standard and precise, and also carried an indescribably desolate and ancient meaning.

Just listening with both ears, like a picture scroll unfolding in front of you, under the iron-blue sky, a black giant dragon is rising from the depths of the pile of corpses, its wings are covered with the bones of the dead, behind his huge membrane wings is a A giant tree, with dead branches extending in all directions, weaving into a dense net.

For some reason, Lu Mingfei always felt that when Mu Feng was reciting this note, his eyes always stayed behind him...

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Chapter 34. I am Arrogant

"……emperor."

Caesar's expression was very ugly, and Chu Zihang was the same, because this is a speech spirit, a speech spirit that all mixed races can read and have effects, but no one can really use it.

"Praise be to my king's awakening, destruction is rebirth!"

Mu Feng read the original meaning of the words in Chinese, and smiled happily

This is the secret ritual language that belongs exclusively to the Black King. The legendary Black King can use this word to control all descendants except the White King.

But for ordinary mixed races, they will definitely not be able to activate the exclusive speech spirit that belongs to the emperor, but reading this sentence can arouse the resonance of mixed races within the range, and at the same time make those with low bloodlines feel awe of those with high bloodlines.

But this spirit was spoken by an ordinary person, and then two men who were theoretically infinitely close to the limit of mixed races felt tremendous pressure from top to bottom...

Chu Zihang put his hand on the handle of Murasame's knife, and the golden pupil seemed to be burning. He suspected that the man in front of him was not a person, but a dragon king...a dragon king like Xia Mi!

"Even if I am the Dragon King, you cannot kill me."

Seemingly seeing through Chu Zihang's thoughts, Mu Feng wrote lightly

"Once I die, all the secrets about the hybrids will be revealed. All my assets will be automatically converted into a revenge fund, which will be operated by the people I trust the most, and turned into an endless hunt for each of your hybrids."

"Know the Salem Witch Trials? Stupid mortals don't need to know whether magic is true or false. They only know to swing knives at others in order to vent their fear and greed."

"Are you a mixed race?" Caesar frowned and said in a deep voice

"Who knows? Like I said, don't take your blood too seriously."

Mu Feng looked at Lu Mingfei behind the rearview mirror, smiled lightly and said

"Power is power. For those who do not understand its essence, it is their 'ability'. For those who understand its essence, it is just a kind of 'knowledge'."

Mu Feng does not have the power of words, and his physical fitness has never been filled with dragon blood, so of course he cannot use this kind of 'knowledge' unique to the dragon clan.

He just simulated this power with psionic energy. Although it didn't have the power that escaped from the dragon's blood, using psionic energy to simulate it was like using diesel oil instead of gasoline, as long as it could be started.

The atmosphere was very frozen. For Chu Zihang and Kaiser, this meant that their mission was completely out of control at the very beginning. As for Lu Mingfei? A heartless rotten cub won't have much trouble.

"Huh? Where are we going?"

Lu Mingfei, who poked his head out of the window and looked at the trees passing by, said in surprise, they realized that they were not heading towards the city, but towards the mountain road outside the city

He looked at Mu Feng in the driver's seat with some fear. No matter how you looked at it, this scene felt like the last scene of a horror movie. The perverted killer disappeared into the distance with the last survivor, and then the subtitles came out, leaving endless reverie and fear Let the audience imagine freely.

Lu Mingfei felt that he was probably the survivor, even though he was not a woman. But the two strong men on his left and right gave him a little more confidence-even the crystal lake Oedipus boy might not be able to beat the senior brother and the boss, right?

"Don't worry, student Lu, I just want to show you the beauty of the city at the best place."

The Hummer stopped on the edge of a cliff outside a winding mountain road, and stopped in front of the guardrail that was no more than knees.

They opened the car door, stood here, and saw the most prosperous bottom of Tokyo.

The brightly lit city is like a burning flame, and the clouds that explode in the sky are projected into the air like billboards everywhere.

Messy, prosperous, crowded, with a sense of technology that seems to be beyond the times, but also a messy and chaotic, like being in the chaos of the old times.

"Did you see it?" Mu Feng opened his arms with a fascinated expression

"Very beautiful." Chu Zihang commented calmly

"In front of this should be Ginza? I heard it's the brightest place in Tokyo?" Caesar commented

"This city always gives me a special cyberpunk flavor..." Lu Mingfei complained as always

"No... I meant to say."

Mu Feng smiled and pointed to the most prosperous area, the projection billboard projected in the air, and the thumb of the other hand pointed to himself

"These are all mine!"

"...Did you bring us here just to show off your wealth?" Caesar complained with some displeasure

The eldest son of Gattuso's family never flaunted his wealth in front of others. After all, flaunting his wealth is a very low-level and tasteless way of pretending to be coercive, not to mention that Caesar never cared about whether he has money or not.

But this doesn't mean that he would like someone to show off his wealth in front of him, especially if this person is really rich...to the extent that he is poor compared to himself.

"This is not showing off my wealth, I'm just telling the truth." Mu Feng said indifferently

"You may stay in Tokyo for a while, this is my territory, so as the host, I am obliged to give some warnings to you 'guests'."

Mu Feng found out a copy of night vision binoculars from nowhere and threw it to Lu Mingfei, chuckling lightly.

"The city is very interesting because there are many, many interesting things besides the hybrids of humans and Saki Hachika."

"I've been wanting to ask just now, what are the Bajia of Sheqi?" Chu Zihang interjected.

"It's the Japanese branch you're talking about." Mu Feng said lightly

"They are divided into three surnames and five minor surnames. They are the emperors of the Japanese underworld, and... have always been."

"The underworld is that kind of underworld? Brother Crow's?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help interjecting.

"Half of them are on the Neon government's most wanted list, and they are all very dangerous people. Haven't you seen any discussions about this on the Night Watch forum?"

"The principal would allow the branch to join the gangster industry? The principal is a high-class person who often drinks afternoon tea with members of the European royal family. He is incompatible with the underworld."

"That's the Xiangjiang Gang, the Neon Gang, especially the Sheqi Bajia... Heh, they're actually a group of rats who can't get on the stage."

Mu Feng shook his head, his eyes full of contempt.

"But don't brag about the European royal family. That is a group of parasites and poor ghosts abandoned by the times. They rely on the ridiculous fantasy of the royal family in modern society, their name, brand and so-called nobility to maintain their luxurious life. A group of idiots, Not even the princes of Saudi Arabia. Those oil guys at least know how to invest in high technology and buy weapons from me. As for the royal family, they are nothing but BBing my company in the media!"

"Boss Mu, you are really domineering..." Lu Mingfei half complained and half envied

Are his words arrogant? Of course he is arrogant, but he has the qualifications and the ability to be arrogant, because he is the creator of the rules.

Ordinary people follow the rules, geniuses play the rules, and only such people are the ones who make the rules. He doesn't need to pursue any fashion, let alone handmade suits, even if he appears at a banquet of the highest standard, he will be the unique focus even if he appears in slippers.

His existence is the center of attention, he does not need any extra so-called etiquette to fill himself perfectly, and he is the center of the power vortex, and it is always others who adapt to him, rather than him adapting to others.

"You don't have to belittle yourself, Mingfei."

Mu Feng called Lu Mingfei very intimately, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled in front of this kid's limp body.

"Even when it comes to bloodlines, the bloodlines of those idiots descended from incest with incest from generation to generation are not as noble as yours. Although I always think that noble bloodlines actually means cherishing animals, but you really don't need to go after these things. pointless things."

He paused, his eyes deep

"One day you'll understand..."

"You really are..." Lu Mingfei frowned uncomfortably

"Arrogant?" Mu Feng shook his head with a smile, confident and almost self-confident.

"Of course, because I am Pride"

"This is the original sin that humans think, but it is both arrogance and self-esteem. Just like he symbolizes the Lord of the Morning Star who never kneels to the Creator, the proud White King will never kneel to the Creator, but Rather choose to lead a third of the angels to rebel."

"No, I can't afford to be flattered, and I can't be arrogant, I eat pig's hooves every day..." Lu Mingfei complained

"So this Sheqi Bajia is very dangerous?" Chu Zihang frowned.

"You can understand it this way...they hate you people in Kassel very much, because they think that the title of their Japanese branch was imposed on them by Principal Angers at the time."

Mu Feng said slowly, this matter is indeed Anger's fault.

When the Second World War was defeated, the Eight Snake Qi families followed to Dayun, and it was actually the bald eagle who went to this island country to deal with the islanders—after all, there were some shadows of Australia and Song Dynasty behind the neon lights of this world line, so even if they won the battle against Australia and Song Dynasty. There is no excuse to go to the island country to wreak havoc. At that time, Australia and Song needed to contain their "relatives"