Lu Mingfei Returns from Monster Hunting

Chapter 194 War Weapon Passi (Two in One)

In the early morning, the headquarters of Kassel College.

The hundred-year-old maple tree is shrouded in a smoky green, and leaf buds as big as sesame seeds grow on the bare branches.

The cold spring on the top of the mountain melted, and the sound of the waterfall cascading down could be vaguely heard.

Spring in Kassel is the most beautiful season, with a fairytale atmosphere.

The morning mist caresses every corner of the campus like a white tulle.

Ange closed his eyes and inhaled slightly. The fragrance in the air was refreshing and helpful to improve the mental state.

The table is steaming hot, wrapped in the aroma of black tea, which is Angers favorite "Lapsang Souchong".

Don't look at him as old and disrespectful, in fact he is an extremely dedicated principal, and he is the first faculty member who crosses the campus to go to work every morning.

Patrolling this campus every day for hundreds of years gave him a sense of accomplishment like an old lion patrolling its territory.

His Maserati is parked downstairs, and his favorite lawn is known to be neatly manicured.

Angers was very satisfied, this morning was as quiet as every morning in the past 100 years, if not for this man in front of him.

This is an extremely handsome man with long blond hair and sea blue eyes.

He has a tall nose bridge, a manly short beard, a pair of glasses without glasses, and his open chest reveals perfectly shaped pectoral muscles... It is hard for any woman not to be moved by his beauty.

The guest is leaning comfortably on the back of the chair and drinking tea with his legs crossed, wearing elegant handmade crocodile leather shoes on his feet.

"The last time I saw you you came here on horseback."

"It's a pity that horses can't cross the sea, otherwise I would still ride to see you, my dear."

"Are you from Rome?" asked Angers.

"No, no, no, I flew over from Bangkok. When Frost called me, I was riding an elephant with the Thai princess." The blond man waved his hand at Angers.

"You old thing, why aren't you old at all?" Angers sighed.

Pompeii Gattuso.Caesar Gattuso's father, the current head of the Gattuso family.

He was the real mastermind behind the Kassel school board.

Frost's seat on the school board is de facto his own.

But because he wandered around the world all year round, it was difficult to get the meeting notice to him, so he made his brother Frost his spokesperson in the school.

However, in recent years, Frost has gradually tended to overshadow Pompeii.

After all, an ambitious man and a loose patriarch, who is more important to the Gattuso family, anyone with a discerning eye can tell.

The reputation of Gattuso's family in the past has never been very good.

They are domineering, and they run over people who stand in the way without even thinking about it.

If a patriarch knows how to say hello before crushing others, it will be recorded in the family history that he pursues the way of benevolence...

But Pompeii is quite special. He is a guy with a good personality and temper. With his style, he will probably be written by the historian of the Gattuso family as "mud cannot support the wall".

Pompeii waved a cigar: "A playboy like me takes a woman to drive a yacht every day, participates in Paris Fashion Week, and goes skiing in Switzerland by the way. His mentality is relatively young, and he looked even younger back then."

"Actually, I don't smoke much anymore, it's for keeping in good health."

"Then why don't you come to me to study the future development of Gattuso's family in bed with a certain supermodel?" Anger said coldly.

"Do you need to ask? Of course it's because my son is missing." Pompey rubbed his forehead and said speechlessly, "Speaking of which, I have never come to Kassel for him. The first time I came here was for this kind of thing. Really. Sad..."

"Are you here as a representative of the Gattuso family?"

"Of course, my son is missing. As a father, I am of course very anxious, so I went out on my own."

"Is that so?"

Angers looked directly into Pompey's eyes with a slightly provocative expression.

"The father-son relationship between you and Caesar is better than I thought. Last time Caesar told me what kind of 'papa stud' you are? It seems to be the term."

"I love my son." Pompey's expression became very serious, "Caesar is only in the rebellious period now, and he will eventually know that I am a good father."

"But his life and death are unknown now, but you don't seem nervous?" Anger said.

"Be nervous, but I can't find fault with you, can I? This is also the purpose of my coming here. My brother's mental state is very bad. If he came, he might point a gun at your head."

Pompey patted Angers on the shoulder, "We are brothers, the family wants to control the situation, understand."

"Do you really care about your son?"

"Of course I care, otherwise how would I play...with an elephant in Thailand!"

"But you flew tens of thousands of kilometers here and have been talking nonsense with me."

"Oh, don't worry, don't worry, the brothers haven't seen each other for a long time, just chatting."

Pompey quickly lit a cigarette for Ang.

"I came this time mainly to find out what kind of tricks those bastards in Japan are playing."

Angers glanced at him coldly, and then pulled out a box from under the table.

"This is the original copy of the covenant between us and the Bajia of Snake Qi. Be careful when looking through the news."

Pompey narrowed his eyes, opened the box, and flipped through the stack of yellowed papers.

Angers spoke slowly while smoking a cigarette in his ear.

"This time the entire Japanese branch betrayed us because we discovered their secret—Gaotianyuan, an ancient dragon capital in the deep sea."

"The Moniah is under their control. We cannot enter the Japanese waters now. They may use this ship to continue exploring the bottom of the sea. As for your son, he should still be alive, but there is no way to contact him. He is now communicating with the elite of the headquarters Lu Mingfei is together, both of them are wanted by the Japanese police, and they are fleeing somewhere in Japan like wild dogs."

"The two of them are the only ones who have ever entered Gaotianyuan, so the Bajia of Sheqi must want to catch them and get some information from them. That's all we know so far..."

Pompey listened to Angers outline the ins and outs of the matter, and flipped through the documents.

Snake Hachika and Kassel are in an alliance.

In 1894, Lord Mayek visited Japan on behalf of the Secret Party. At that time, he met with representatives of the Saki Hachika. That was the first time the two sides met.

The two sides lamented each other's strength, so they sat down and signed the covenant.

But at that time, both parties did not trust each other, and the Bajia of Snake Qi regarded the secret party as a careerist.

It wasn't until after World War II that Angers went to Tokyo and Saki Hachika, and supplemented the education agreement on the basis of the covenant, that the two really began to cooperate.

The Sheqi Bajia selected outstanding descendants to study in the United States, and these Japanese students returned to form the Japanese branch of Kassel College.

"With the dominance of those in your family, if Frost knows that the Japanese branch enjoys autonomy, he will ask me to completely suppress the Sheqi Hachi Family? I don't want to go to war with the Sheqi Hachi Family yet."

"It doesn't matter if nothing happens, but now something happens, even Elizabeth can't keep you, even though the little girl has a crush on you. As a brother, I'm really worried about you."

Pompey's expression was sincere and dignified.

"Stallion, can you stop thinking about me with your lower body." Angers frowned.

Elizabeth Laurent is the heir of the Laurent family. As one of the few school managers who supported Angers, the Laurent family opposed it several times when Frost tried to lift Angers' power.

"Who knows~ little women always submit to older and attractive men." Pompeii smiled meanly.

Angers silently held up the ashtray.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything, don't get angry, that's not what a gentleman should do."

Pompey took the teacup from Angers hand.

"But even so, how could you, who is old and cunning, fall for the ways of those little turtle grandchildren in Japan?"

"There is an absolute power behind the Sheqi Bajia, and he is promoting all this to happen."

Angers stared at the branches outside the window, and the new shoots were gently patted by the wings of the birds.

"Originally we had a trustworthy contact person, that person was one of the best students of Kassel College in the past few years, but this contact person seems to have been instigated and led the Japanese bastards to betray together."

"And in the past few years, I know that the Eight Snake Qi Clans are becoming less and less willing to obey us. They are not a single iron bucket, and the power and industry of each family are not in the same field. They all want to intervene in other families. Not only that, but they also have a deadly enemy named 'Foul Ghosts'."

"Fiendish ghosts?"

"It is composed of traitors from the Eight Snake Family, very powerful."

"So you're not in a hurry?" Pompey asked with a smile.

Anger flicked off the cigarette ash, and said with a blank expression: "I'm in a hurry, but you don't need to worry about it. I have given them face in Japan, but they don't give me this face, so they have to be prepared."

"Excuse me! It's really the Angers I know. It's a bit of the style of the past."

Pompey nodded, "But yes, if there are traitors in the Gattuso family, Frost will erase them at all costs without hesitation."

"It seems that Frost is the head of the Gattuso family, what about you?" Angers glanced at him.

"I'm never in a hurry. There are always times when he is in a hurry. You know, there is an old saying in China that the emperor is not in a hurry with the eunuchs."

Angers smiled and stopped asking.

Pompeii was not as carefree as outsiders seemed, and Angers, who was once a good friend with him, knew his scheming well.

And no one knows what he's been up to for the past few decades.

If Frost really believed that this man was only rolling on women's bellies and sunbathing on the beach, then he would definitely lose a lot.

Delegating power to Frost is just a fun to pass the time when he is bored.

Poor Frost is still busy working for him, thinking that he has obtained the power he dreamed of.

Horrible manipulator...

Angers smoked in silence.

"In short, I understand this matter, so I can explain it to my family."

Pompey said, "You also know that I am only a stallion in the family. Frost speaks louder than me. I have to bring some news back to make them calm down."

Angers reached for the teacup.

"I'm leaving, thank you for the tea."

Pompey got up before Ange could spill the tea, and took a quick step back.

"Also, can you open the door for me? This alchemy door is really difficult to open. It's really extravagant for you to guard your office with living spirits!"

"But I like this extravagant tone very much! I hit it off!" He gave a thumbs up.

He is obviously the noble son of a big family, but somehow he has practiced flattering skills.

Anger was taken aback, his face changed slightly: "Then how did you come in?"

"I haven't been back for many years, so I asked Passy to lead me the way. Passy fed the living soul with a drop of his blood, and the little guy opened the door obediently. But the family sent Passy to Japan to find Caesar, so after sending me He then rushed to the airport immediately."

"Percy?"

Angers frowned.

That lock was the work of the vice-principal, an expert in alchemy.

Although Kassel College has many students with excellent bloodlines, so far, no one has been able to sneak into the principal's office with his own blood, not even Caesar and Chu Zihang.

But Patsy?That secretary can use his blood to open the door guarded by the living spirit?

"Oh, don't you know? Percy is the killer of the Gattuso family. His blood purity is the highest among all family members. Caesar is far from being able to compare with him." Pompey smiled.

Hearing this, Angers was taken aback.

"Then why did you choose Caesar instead of him as the heir?"

"The heir may not be someone with a high bloodline. I am the current heir, so am I still a good-for-nothing?"

Pompeii patted his butt, speaking without seeming embarrassed at all.

"Heir, good fertility is enough."

"What do you mean that Percy is a killer?"

"To be precise, it's a war machine."

Pompeii's eyes flickered behind the glasses. This was the first time he was serious after so much babbling. The pupils under the glasses were full of strange solemnity.

"You didn't realize how powerful he is, that's because this war machine hasn't been activated in front of you, my friend."

"If you don't quickly find a way to solve the problem in Japan, this big killer will make a big fuss on this small island of Japan without hesitation. In order to rescue Caesar, the family will spare no effort at all costs."

He sighed, "Even if it means massacring the three major families in Japan."

After a long silence, Ange said softly, "Thank you."

He is not perfunctory.

Although it is not clear why Pompey wanted to help him, this piece of information meant a lot to Kassel.

No one would think that a secretary is such a powerful existence.

I didn't expect that the Gattuso family had already bypassed the academy and launched operations directly.

In the past history, there were not no wars between mixed-race families, and some wars were even big enough to involve the country.

But this time, the Gattuso family actually tried to use one person to declare war on the entire Japanese mixed-race family!
It sounds absurd, but this is the news from Pompey, and Angers knows that this man never tells lies.

What is that Percy who has always been extremely mysterious?
Angers rubbed his chin in thought.

Pompey had gone downstairs with a smile, and he waved goodbye.

"You're welcome, what's the relationship between us, I'm definitely supporting you!"

In the morning fog, the black car came silently, like a horse waiting for its owner.

(End of this chapter)