Dragon Clan: Dragon Slayer Wizard, professional dragon slayer

Chapter 25 The man who made Long Kui doubt his life
Long Kui stood in the bustling crowd, glanced at the train ticket in his hand, and looked up at the church-like dome of the Chicago train station.

It has been three days since I last said goodbye at Shilan Middle School.

Last night, Long Kui took Mamon and hurriedly got on the plane to Chicago. After a whole night of tossing, he finally got off the plane with a pale face.

Then he spent nearly three hours walking all the way to the Chicago train station relying on the "Casel College Admission Guide" dictated to him by Mamon.

As for your question, why don’t you take a taxi? good question.

Long Kui could no longer stand the torture of riding in a transportation vehicle again.

So no matter how hard Mammon used her magical thoughts to communicate with him, Long Kui still insisted on walking over.

Fortunately, they didn't bring much luggage this time, just a few changes of clothes.

This is also due to Long Kui's simple living habits. He doesn't like to buy things that are flashy and have no practical use.

After arriving at the Chicago station, Long Kui opened the "Casel College Admission Guide" that Professor Manstein left behind before leaving.

Looking at the various processes inside, he couldn't help but feel a little headache.

The content inside not only details the use of passports and visas, but also information about Kassel College and precautions when flying.

The most outrageous thing is that there are also tips on how to negotiate with robbers when encountering hijackers in the air, etc.

Long Kui really wanted to complain, "Negotiation is a hammer, why don't you just knock them down with one punch..."

Putting aside those somewhat neurotic admissions guidelines, he was now only one express train called "CC1000" away from his final destination, Kassel College.

I heard Professor Manstein say that on this train, there will be professionals who will provide Long Kui with final entrance guidance...

Related to mixed race.

"One dollar, just one dollar..."

Just when Long Kui was having a headache about how to find the mysterious "CC1000" express train, suddenly, a short and weak male voice sounded behind him.

This is a classic American begging phrase, "Please give me a dollar", which translated means "Sir, please do a good job..."

Long Kui turned around and glanced back curiously. He was curious about what beggars in a decadent capitalist country like America looked like.

The first thing that caught Long Kui's eyes was a tall and burly young man with a rather handsome face buried in a beard.

He was wearing a dark green floral shirt and draggy pants that hadn't been washed or changed for an unknown amount of time. There were even stains from ketchup and salad dressing on the collar of the shirt.

To be honest, Long Kui originally just wanted to take a glance to satisfy his curiosity, but this "American beggar" was so damn eye-catching that after he glanced at him, he couldn't look away and was stunned.

This looks like the four bags of disciples of the Beggar Clan that are kept in the country. One bag can empty the Miku in East Street.

Long Kui didn't know if this guy was born in the year of the dog. His eyes as bright as candlelight were full of longing, looking at him eagerly.

After thinking for a moment, he decided it was better to pretend that he didn't understand English.

So Long Kui pointed to his ears, then to his mouth, shook his hands, and said in Chinese:
"Sorry, I don't understand English."

After saying that, he picked up the suitcase and leaned aside.

Who would have thought that after this bearded man heard Long Kui speaking Chinese, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he quickly stood in front of him, and then directly spoke fluent Chinese:

"Chinese? It doesn't matter. I can understand Chinese. Please give me some money to buy a hamburger. I'm really not a beggar. I just lost my wallet when I went out."

Long Kui felt numb as he looked at the foreigner in front of him who was fluent in Chinese and English. Are all beggars in the United States these days? Do you have to be bilingual to beg for food?

Seeing Long Kui's suspicious eyes, the bearded man couldn't help but take out his identification document - the stack of dictionary-like textbooks from his arms.

"Fingel von Frins, I am really not a beggar. How can a beggar afford such a thick book? In capitalist countries like ours, professional physical books have almost become half a luxury. .”

Long Kui raised his eyebrows.

Hell, he actually heard Beijing dialect from a foreigner.

However, Long Kui glanced at the old textbook in the other person's hand, and his eyes lit up when he saw the title written in English and Latin on it.

He remembered these fonts. The words written on the agreement form that Manstein handed him were basically consistent with the surface of the other party's textbook!
"Are you from Kassel College?" Long Kui said abruptly, looking at Fingel who was still chattering in front of him, trying to take a hamburger dollar from his mouth.

When Fingel heard the name of the school from the other party's mouth, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then the embarrassed face with a beard was overjoyed:

"One of our own!!"

After saying that, he opened his long and exaggerated wingspan and pounced towards Long Kui in front of him.

Long Kui stepped lightly and hid from the opponent's armpit without leaving any trace. Then he held one of the opponent's hands as if nothing had happened and said politely with a smile:

"Long Kui, a new student at Kassel College."

Fingel was stunned for a moment, and then responded enthusiastically:

"Fingal, a sixth-year student at Cassell Academy."

"Sixth...sixth grade?" The smile on Long Kui's face gradually solidified.

Has the current college year in the United States been changed to a six-year system?

Before he could doubt whether he had mistaken the year he went to college in the United States, Fingel across from him patted his hairy chest with his other hand and said proudly:

"I repeated the grade for two years!"

The smile on Long Kui's face completely froze, and he couldn't help but complain wildly in his heart:

Why are you so proud after repeating a grade for two years? ?

He was very tired now. Long Kui never thought that besides Lu Mingfei, there was someone in this world who could inspire his spirit of complaining with every word.

These two people are simply the sleeping dragon and phoenix chicks of the strange world!
"Cuckoo..."

Just when Long Kui froze, there was a sudden strange sound.

He followed the sound and saw Fingel in front of him, touching his belly sheepishly and scratching his head.

"Alas..." Long Kui sighed and asked helplessly:
“Where’s the nearest burger place here?”

Fingel, who was originally embarrassed, immediately shined brightly after hearing these words, and then pointed to the right with great energy:

"Here, follow me!"

Long Kui looked at the suddenly energetic leading figure in front of him and couldn't help but scratch the clothes on his chest.

He was now a little worried, wondering whether he had made some mistakes in judging Cassel College's positioning as an elite school...

(End of this chapter)