The beginning of the dragon race on the Maybach

Chapter 353 Family Cleanup Master Pompeii
The news that all the kings of sea and water had been killed spread all over the world that day, and everyone knew that only the king of land and mountain remained among the four kings.This should have been exciting news, but the death of the King of Sea and Water was not due to the Secret Party and the mixed-race community in Chicago.

Chen Hongjian, this name once again appeared in front of various mixed race organizations.

After Chen Hongjian rebelled from the secret party, this name was gradually forgotten as he disappeared. Of course, it was more because people didn't want to mention him.After all, this is a young man who once carried the hope of the secret party, and he is also the first hybrid to really kill the first generation.He was trained by the "Nibelungen Project", and every time he unsheathed his dragon-slaying blade could bring about the fall of the first generation, but he left the half-blood camp for the king of the land and the mountain.

But this time, people discovered that after he left the half-breed camp, human beings were so weak in front of the first-generation race. Even if the best half-breeds of the Secret Party gathered together, they would still be in danger. Without Chen Hongjian's rescue, they would be so weak would have died there, let alone the Lord of the Sea and Water.

What shocked them most was that even though Chen Hongjian and the two kings of the earth and the mountain were already so weak, Henkel's dozens of Tomahawk cruise missiles still failed to take them down. Died under that glacier, this is still the case where they didn't kill him and only used a word spirit·Fenshan.

Chen Hongjian + Xia Mi + Fenlier, this combination made the secret party feel desperate.

What makes them even more desperate is that for Xia Mi, who has the privilege of opening the Nibelungen left over from the ancient times all over the world anytime, anywhere, nuclear weapons and space-based kinetic energy weapons are two lore weapons. It's something that can be settled with a wave of your hand. You don't even know where those nuclear weapons and space-based kinetic energy weapons will fall once they are launched. It may be under their feet.

What makes the secret party even more desperate is that the two keel crosses, which should be said to be the two keel crosses most likely to be obtained by human beings, have been taken away by Chen Hongjian. They lost the last one to train the other Chances of a half-blood king who might rival Chen Hongjian.

In fact, Lu Mingfei, who heard these words at the meeting, really wanted to complain. If Caesar hadn't been held down by Nuonuo, he would have stood up and cursed.

What is taking away?

The premise of taking away is that if that thing already belongs to you.

Ask yourself, although he and Chen Hongjian can be regarded as close friends, but now they are in different camps, and he will not favoritism.If Chen Hongjian really took the keel cross from them, then Caesar would shoot without hesitation, desperately trying to snatch the keel cross back from Chen Hongjian's hands.

But the problem is that the keel cross does not belong to them at all. The twins Sedna and Sira of the King of Sea and Water were killed by Chen Hongjian, Xia Mi and the cute and stupid dragon Fenrir Yes, they contribute little.To put it bluntly, not only did they not contribute much, but they also slowed down Chen Hongjian.

Oh, and not entirely without contributions.

According to Lu Mingfei, Chen Hongjian, Xia Mi and Fenlier came to rescue them specially.Although Lu Mingfei didn't say the basis for his conclusion, everyone is not a fool, and it can be seen after a little analysis.

Chen Hongjian and Xia Mi still attached great importance to the relationship with them, but the Yanling Jiuying arranged by Xila and Sedna seemed to be overkill in dealing with them.

Sira and Sedna alone are already a bit reluctant, plus Leviathan, Behemoth, Poriako who doesn't know where he came from, and Lancelot who has become an undead and has three generations of strength , with such a lineup, the possibility of them winning is not high, and the possibility of losing is even greater.

So, who are their real targets?

Obviously, they were just bait used to lure Chen Hongjian and Xia Mi to save them, which is a great shame.

Caesar is a proud person. He allows himself to fail and to be inferior to others, but he will be very paranoid to work hard, to improve, and to approach the person who is stronger than himself.But he suddenly found that he seemed to be getting farther and farther away from this old enemy, even so far away that he could no longer see hope.

However, at this time, Pompey suddenly asked Passy to take Caesar home.

Passy, ​​with one gold and one blue pupil, stood in front of Caesar, but Caesar felt that Passy had changed a little bit, and gave him a different feeling.

In the past, Passy was like a housekeeper, driver, secretary, killer, etc. in one... Well, although it's not a good way to say it, it is indeed a bit like a tool man.But Passy in front of him looked more confident than before. Although he still looked respectful to him, he had a feeling of being the master of the house.

"Passy, ​​what happened at home?"

Caesar looked at the deserted Gattuso family's ancestral house, feeling strange for no reason, and he always had the feeling that the changes in the family were related to the changes in Passi.

Passy shook his head and said, "I don't think it's suitable for me to answer this question, let alone answer it now."

"What do you mean? Uncle Frost to answer?"

Caesar felt more and more that Passy today was weird, and he keenly felt that Passy tried to avoid some honorifics, such as the words "you" and "please".

"Let Pompey answer."

Frost's voice appeared in the living room, but the voice was full of vicissitudes.

Caesar looked behind him, his eyes widened.

God!

This is Frost!

Caesar couldn't believe it. Frost in front of him was full of white hair, his face was messy, unkempt, and full of stubble, and even the stubble was white. He looked like an old man.

"what happened!"

No wonder Caesar was shocked, because Frost was less than 50 years old!
Even for ordinary people, there are very few people who are so old before the age of 50!Although Frost shouldered the entire Gattuso family, no matter how hard he worked, he would not reach this point.What's more, Frost itself is also a hybrid with A-level blood. As a non-combatant, the lifespan of A-level hybrids starts at 150 years old. For a human being, 50 years old is already in the middle and late stages of life, but for For an A-level mixed race, he has just entered the prime of life.

"Caesar, long time no see." Frost squeezed out an ugly smile, and his face was full of wrinkles when he smiled. "However, I shouldn't be the one to tell you exactly what happened. It's better for your father, Pompey, to tell you."

"The stallion?"

Caesar frowned slightly.

"Oh, me and my beloved Gullweger's favorite son has always treated me like this? It really makes my old father sad." Pompey walked down the stairs on the second floor slowly, his suit was straight, his face Still with that cynical smile on his face.

"You have no right to mention my mother's surname in front of me!"

Caesar clenched his fist, he really wanted to punch Pompey now.

Who would play poker in another woman's bed the day their beloved wife died?Even after mass, he left in a hurry to exchange physiological knowledge with a supermodel. Such a person has the face to mention his mother and his beloved wife.

Pompey didn't mind Caesar's words, but smiled and glanced at Frost and Passy, ​​and said with a smile: "Well, this is the first time that all members of the Gattuso family have fully met."

Percy also smiled and nodded to Pompey's words, Frost sighed, and Caesar felt a little creepy.

Frost, who worked hard for the Gattuso family, did not know how many people there were in the Gattuso family from the main family to the branch family, but Pompeii said that all members of the Gattuso family were here!
A most possible, yet most unlikely answer lingered in his mind.

Caesar glanced at Pompey, and he still kept a smile on his face, but the smile that would make countless women feel red luan stars, in Caesar's eyes, he was a little frightened.

A few drops of cold sweat fell from his temples, and he could almost draw a conclusion from the smile on Pompey's face.

Pompeii killed all the other members of the Gattuso family, whether it was the main family or the branch family, they were all dead. That is to say, in the entire Gattuso family, only the four of them were left with the surname Gattuso up!
Caesar took a deep breath.

This conclusion really shocked him.

He didn't like those so-called blood relatives, they were disgusting and hypocritical, and he never bothered to have any contact with these people.Especially at his mother's funeral, those people almost turned a funeral held by the Pope himself into a celebratory party.

He'll never forget what he heard when he used Word Spirit Kamaitachi at the funeral, and the raucous and jubilant communion of those bastards in the basement after the funeral, it was totally like a big celebration, celebrating his mother of death.

They didn't know at that time that Caesar had awakened the spirit of speech, Kamaitachi, and they thought that by arranging the venue of the dinner party in the basement and carefully closing the heavy soundproof wooden door, they could revel without any scruples.Unexpectedly, the sickle weasel, which is invisible to ordinary people, would "slide" in through the crack of the door, so light and thin, like a paper-cut bat, flying across the long corridor and the slightly cold night, flying into the austere church, flying The thorn of the candlelight, lying on his shoulders, brings its freshly caught prey.

In a word, prey is a word.

The conversation that took place in the basement came to the boy's ears through an incredible long distance a few seconds later, "Children are like this, they will be sentimental, but they will always grow up."

Then the shadow messenger immediately flapped its wings and returned to the basement to hunt for new words.

Just one sentence is of course meaningless, but the combination of many sentences is different.

Thousands of weasels passed between the basement and the church, and they fell on the boy's shoulders, covering the whole place densely, like angry wasps covering the entire body of an intruder.

"Are you going to cremate her body?" The voice of clinking glasses.

"The surname Gullweger is finally over, let everything be reduced to ashes and cremated tomorrow." A calm and steady male voice.

"Caesar has been lying there for three days, is it okay?"

"Children are like this. They will be sentimental, but they will grow up."

"I think he is still very attached to his mother. In order to communicate with that woman, he even learned sign language."

"I think it's natural for him to cry, but did you notice the look on his face at the funeral? That was his mother."

"Children are so strange sometimes, even if he has an unrivaled bloodline. Don't worry about it, every strange child will grow up."

The weasels landed on his arms, crawling respectfully with their legs bent and their membranous wings, just like slaves in front of their masters, respectfully delivering their prey to his ears before leaving.

Each sickle weasel brought back a sentence or a series of laughter, so every sound from the luxurious dinner was delayed for a few seconds before reappearing in the boy's ears, even the heartbeat and breathing sounds of those men and women were captured and sent.

If anyone can see these messenger-like black shadows, it will be the most shocking scene - the splendid Milan Cathedral is like a bat cave at the moment, black shadows come and go like a tide, and some are above Caesar's head The circling forms a huge black vortex.

Covered by the shadows, Caesar listened quietly, thousands of black wings spread out beside him, and the holy church seemed to be a taboo place like a devil's sanctuary!

"In the day of wrath

The world will be reduced to ashes,
David and Thebys prophesied this way.

When the day of judgment comes,
Strictly measure everything,

How the world will tremble. "

Caesar's ears suddenly echoed those people's celebration of his mother's death at the funeral, sharp and distorted, one after another.

That's the second stanza of the Requiem Mass—the words of "Day of Wrath."

That song of divine power, fire and thunder is not only a mournful mourning, but also a song of judgment!
The thick male voice is like thunder and lightning passing through the dark clouds, and it is also like the judgment of the doomsday.Tens of thousands of angels fly in the sky, singing the power of God, covering the sky and the earth with their white wings.

That was Pompeii singing, his pronunciation was the best trained, both high pitched and thick, and every sound he uttered was majestic!
The singing stopped abruptly, and Pompey looked at Caesar seriously: "If I told you that they were all the people who contributed to your mother's death, and everyone's hands were stained with your mother's blood, what would you think?"

Except for his deceased wife and the current Nono, Pompey can confidently say that no one else in the world can understand Caesar better than him.Caesar may have wanted the bastards who celebrated at his mother's funeral to die, but he didn't really want to kill them, nor would he want to see himself do it for him.

"Caesar was a very kind boy."

This is Caesar's mother's evaluation of Caesar. Such kindness is inherited from his mother, and it is also engraved in his bones and in his genes.

"I'm going to think..."

Caesar narrowed his eyes slightly, and his golden pupils lit up unconsciously: "Why don't you leave some for me, you old bastard!"

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