Dragons: Reboot the New World

Chapter 275 Six Acts Mr. Macallan

"Damn it, I believed Fingel's nonsense."

"Okay, okay, guys like Senior Brother Fingel will definitely have no money in Kari." Xia Mi comforted Nono while patting her on the shoulder.

"Then what should I do if I don't have money to pay the bill..."

"And Sister Nono, you also ordered the most expensive set meal..."

Thinking of this, Xia Mi's mood became unclear.

Eriki looked at them with ignorant eyes, as if she didn't understand why the two sisters suddenly became sad.

Fortunately, the store manager finally said that today is their store anniversary, and they had already planned to give a big gift to the first customer who came through the door.

"What kind of gift?" Xia Mi asked blankly.

"Free of charge!" the store manager shouted, sending them outside the store with a shopping discount card. "There is a good shopping mall nearby. Use my card to buy some clothes, and you will get a [-]% discount!"

The three women stood blankly on the roadside, holding the store manager's discount card in their hands.

"Sister Nuonuo, do you know this store manager?"

"I don't think I know him."

"Then how..."

"Lu Mingfei."

"Senior Brother Lu has such a wide network of contacts..."

"To be precise, it's his younger brother..."

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The twists and turns of the corridor go deep into the palace, and the gangster bodyguards in black suits bow in the corridors. On their chests are the "ghost" badges of the fierce ghosts nailed. These brass badges reflect bright light under the lamp.

After losing the war, the Menggui still had such a huge force, which shows that the Sheqi Eight Family completely misjudged the organizational structure of the Menggui.

Only the gangs attached to the Fierce Ghosts were defeated by the Sheqi Eight Families. Their real core, the elite "Fire Ghosts", had already infiltrated into Tokyo.

The fierce ghosts are not ferocious, they are respectful, silent, and polite, like solemn warriors.

At the end of the corridor is a black wooden door. A woman in black kimono is kneeling outside the door. She is young, beautiful and radiant.

She opened the door, knelt on the ground and saluted a figure wearing a strange leather mask who looked like the God of Death, and closed the sliding door behind him.

"What an amazing scene, Dr. Jung von Herzog." Mr. McCarron said with a smile, "When I came to Tokyo, the new head of the eight Sheqi families happened to give your Kukakukan to Burned."

"The territory that took more than ten years of hard work was taken back in a few days. The gangs that relied on you have betrayed, but doctor, you still seem to be able to sit still."

"Tachibana Masamune and Wang Jiang are the same person, it's just that one is wearing a mask and the other is not wearing a mask." Wang Jiang said.

He took out a silver cigarette case from the inside pocket of his suit, took out a Russian-made cigarette from it, and tapped slowly on the case to make the tobacco more compact.

It is reminiscent of the meritorious scientists of the former Soviet Union who walked out of the library, stood under the blue sky of Moscow, lit a cigarette with a calm expression, and boarded the Volga sedan that was blowing steam in the cold wind.

"Well," Mr. McCarron shrugged, "I don't know what your plans are because I don't care."

"I don't care about those who died in the war, they are just food to me."

"You have such a strong taste, doctor."

"Yes, they are all food. The world is so cruel. Each of us is a ghoul, quietly eating and being eaten." The king said with a smile, "The strong eat the weak, and the humble give flesh and blood to the powerful. Sacrifice, if you are not willing to be eaten...then eat others first."

"The youngest scientist in the Academy of Sciences of the Third Reich and the sole person in charge of Black Swan Port..." Mr. McCarron also smiled back, "He is worthy of being called the demon closest to dragons."

"Mr. McCarron," General Wang said, "What is the purpose of your visit?"

"Let's take a look at your research results and help you clear some obstacles." Mr. Macallan clapped his hands, "Do you have any wine? According to your taste, Dr. Herzog, a wine as good as Macallan 1926 should not be Don’t you have any collection?”

"Of course." Herzog put the cigarette in his mouth, lit it and took a deep breath, "Bring Mr. McCarron the wine he asked for."

The woman in kimono knelt and handed a glass of wine. Mr. Macallan held it in his hand, but did not drink it. It was not clear whether he loved drinking or liked the way he held a wine glass.

"Clear the obstacles?" he asked. "Are there any obstacles in my way?"

"Dr. Herzog, there is an old saying in China that if you are cautious about the end, you will never fail." A file appeared out of thin air in Mr. McCarron's hand. "The information you know is already far behind the times."

"About those three boys... they really disturb me."

Dr. Herzog took the portfolio and a young man named Chu Zihang was placed on the front page.

There was a hint of shock in his eyes.

"The new king...Chu Zihang?"

"Yes, the new king, although the title may become cheaper and cheaper in the future world..." Mr. Macallan finally took a sip of whiskey, "But he is indeed the first new king. I couldn’t even do it.”

"If you can't even do it, will we still have a chance in this war...?"

"Don't worry, after living for so many years, I haven't lived in vain." He raised his glass and said, "At least I have prepared some back-ups, so you can go ahead and do it boldly."

"After all, I really want to see the results and see if this path will work."

"Okay," Dr. Herzog whispered. "If everything goes according to plan, I have a pretty good chance of success."

"Good luck to you." Mr. Macallan drank the whiskey in his glass. "Well, it's time for me to go. I have another guest to visit."

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Chu Zihang stood in a boutique, thinking about what kind of souvenir to buy Xia Mi.

Someone came to Chu Zihang and looked up at the gadgets with him.

Chu Zihang turned around and saw that the other person was wearing a long black trench coat and a leather mask. Such a strange person suddenly appeared here, but no one noticed it at all.

I just felt that the surrounding atmosphere had become heavier, and the majesty of this man silently enveloped this small boutique.

From Chu Zihang’s tennis bag, Murasame heard a low chirp.

"Send something to your girlfriend?" he asked casually, as if he was talking about family matters.

"Well, I'm giving something to my girlfriend." Chu Zihang raised his eyebrows, "What do you call me?"

"It doesn't matter what your name is. You can call me Mr. McCarron." Mr. McCarran said with a smile, "Hello, Chu Zihang."

"You are looking for me..."

"I'm just recommending some gifts." Mr. McCarron looked at the dazzling array of jewelry, thought for a moment, and picked out one, "I think Xia Mi will like this necklace."

Chu Zihang's pupils suddenly shrank, and veins burst out in the hand holding the strap of the bag. "You're not going to kill someone out of anger over such a trivial matter, are you?" Mr. McCarron smiled, "Mr. Chu is not such a stingy person."

"You know too much," Chu Zihang put his hand into the tennis bag and held the handle of the knife tightly, "Who are you?"

"Your deeds are all recorded in Cassel's student files. Since there is a file, more than one person has read it." Mr. McCarron said slowly, "Of course Xia Mi's identity will not be exposed in the file. You can rest assured of this.”

"Speaking of which, I'm quite curious that a creature as great as the Dragon King can actually fall in love with a human being."

"Is it weird?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Of course it's strange... Mr. Chu Zihang, have you ever thought about a question, why did Jörmungandr choose you?" Mr. McCarron said as he walked to the front desk with the necklace. Chu Zihang Follow closely behind.

"Please settle the bill here, thank you." He smiled politely at the clerk in the cash register, "Please wrap it more beautifully for me to give it away."

"Okay, thank you for your patronage and welcome your next visit."

The cashier neatly wrapped the necklace and handed it to Mr. McCarron.

"Why?" Chu Zihang asked, "Why would she choose me?"

"If you just want to learn how to integrate into the human world, then there are thousands of targets in the world who can learn, but she only chose you..." Mr. McCarron continued, "I guess it's because she is You see something exploitable in you.”

Chu Zihang was silent for a long time, his tight lips like two sharp thin knives.

He knew clearly that the person in front of him was just stimulating him with words, but he couldn't ignore these words anyway.

He failed to pull out the knife, but Mr. McCarron sliced ​​open his chest with an invisible knife.

"The crown, the crown, this is a very imaginary thing, but it really exists."

"Jormungandr is a great being who can return from death many times. She is part of the rules of the world. Is there really an empty heart that needs to be filled with emotions?"

"You once stepped into the Nibelung created by Odin and obtained that brand. Then why did Odin allow you to live with this brand?"

Mr. McCarron threw a barrage of questions at Chu Zihang, but Chu Zihang couldn't even hold back a word.

"You are far from seeing the truth of your life," he said at last.

Then he put the exquisite packaging bag in Chu Zihang's hand, "I'm giving it to you, just think of it as a meeting gift for my brother-in-law."

He turned around, raised his right hand and shook it, thinking it meant "goodbye".

The moment Mr. McCarran walked out of the door, Chu Zihang suddenly knelt down on one knee and coughed violently. A huge roar echoed in the depths of his mind, and everything he saw was filled with a rich halo of color.

Mr. McCarron had been speaking just now, and he only answered a few words. It was not entirely that he was suppressed by Mr. McCarran's words, but that Mr. McCarran's majesty enveloped him overwhelmingly.

Fully controlled.

According to Lu Mingfei, he is now the new king of the earth and mountains. After entering the hybrid monarch mode, he can even briefly surpass the dragon king level crown.

But in front of Mr. McCarron, although he held the handle of the knife, he didn't have the confidence to pull Murasame out.

Who is this person...

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High Tianyuan.

The ancient gray marble floor reflects the brilliance of the crystal ceiling, and the valuable furniture is neatly displayed. Most of the books in the bookcase are out of print or collector's editions signed by the author.

There were three dark figures sitting on the huge sofa bed, with hot and graceful figures... To be precise, only two of them were like this.

The girl on the left has short, crisp hair, broken bangs, and golden ring pendants on her ears. She looks capable and beautiful.

The girl on the right is as enchanting and glamorous as an ancient Egyptian enchantress. She has a high ponytail tied behind her head like a kendo girl, and the crimson eyeshadow at the corners of her eyes draws out sharp arcs.

The girl held in the middle of the two women is the most petite, with long platinum hair falling like a waterfall on her shoulders. It is not an exaggeration to call her a lolita.

It was her figure that was incompatible with her surroundings.

"How long do you want to hold me?" Zero said expressionlessly.

"Oh, Sanwu, please give us another hug." Mai Shutoku buried her face in Zero's long hair and rubbed it, "You have no idea how good it feels when you hold her."

Zero reached directly into her skirt.

"Ah!" Mai Shutoku screamed and jumped up from the bed, "Sanwu, why are you like this?"

"Who told you to hold me and not let go." Ling said coldly.

"I'm talking about potato chips, why is the skirt you gave me so short? It's all because of you that I was crotched by Sanmu!" Mai Shutoku straightened her skirt and complained, "I've wanted to ask this for a long time, but now I I’m the proprietress of Cowherd’s shop, but I’m dressed as if I’m going to sell it myself.”

"This dress looks so cool!" Su Enxi twisted her shoulders, "I heard that this time I wanted to pretend to be a gangster. I bought it specially. The clothes in my box are not the same. They are white shirts, suits and skirts. They all look like financial managers. "

"You give people the impression that the financial manager has changed careers and become a female hooligan." Mai Jiutoku shook his head, "You can change your clothes, but your temperament is not so easy to change."

"Never mind it! Life is too short to be sexy!" Su Enxi patted her thigh excitedly.

"Reserved, the way you slap your thighs is not sexy at all, just like a man watching the European Cup."

Su Enxi touched Ling's thigh again, "What about now?"

"Like the Trolley Wolf, but also like a nasty copper-smelting pervert."

Mai Shutoku slapped Su Enxi's stupid hand away, and she looked at Zero, "By the way, Sanwu, when did you come to Japan?"

"Last night," Zero said, "I followed the principal on a flight."

"The boss asked you to come?" Mai Shutoku frowned, "Why didn't he tell us?"

"It was Lu Mingfei who asked me to come. He seemed to have called some people, saying that he would ask them for help when the time comes."

Jiude Mai and Su Enxi looked at each other, then raised their foreheads at the same time.

They can probably guess who is calling... If those people also go to this island country to cause trouble, Japan will sink.

"So what should we do now?" Zero asked.

"Stay here and enjoy being a Japanese cowherd." Mai Shutoku said quietly.

"But I'm not used to it."

"You have to get used to it even if you're not used to it. You can't always be around your boss all day long."

Ling thought for a while, "Then I'll name Lu Mingfei to serve me."

"It seems there is no difference..."

(End of this chapter)