"Acting Master Frost, how many times do you want to hear what you just said?"
Patsy was like a dedicated waiter, patiently replying to Frost's question.
"you!"
Frost's mouth twitched, and in the end he could only forcefully flick his sleeves.
Although I dare not say it, I must not be too timid in terms of momentum, otherwise the majesty of the head of the family will be completely lost.
Although Frost is not the real head of the family yet, even if he is an acting head of the family, his status is higher than that of many people.
But facing Patsy, Frost didn't dare to be too presumptuous.
Not only is the opponent's powerful bloodline capable of killing him at any time, but more importantly, the opponent's status.
Although Patsy is just a senior secretary on the surface, the other person's status is such that even Frost dare not confront him head-on.
In the Gattuso family, only a handful of people know that Passi is a war machine cultivated by the family, because his blood purity is almost the highest in the entire Gattuso family.
In Patsy's hand, he has a black hunting knife named Augustus named after Octavian, which is a twin sword made in the same furnace as Caesar's Dictator.
Assassination with strong winds, his character is calm and steady, and he does not reveal his personal emotions easily. The evaluation of Passi by the core members of the Gattuso family cannot be summarized by the elite backbone. The only thing that can be summarized is the word pervert.
He is extremely strong, both in terms of mentality and strength, otherwise he would not have been arranged by his family to complete the sniper mission.
Of course, Patsy also has loyalty.
He absolutely obeys the orders of his family, such as the peerless famous sword, whoever holds it in his hand will kill the enemy. However, the famous sword itself has no emotions, and it is precisely because of this that it can become a real famous sword.
Even though he was as powerful as Pompeii, he still recognized Patsy very much.
"Paxi, as a member of the Gattuso family, how can you be so disappointed in Caesar? He is the future head of the family and is destined to lead Gattuso to achieve supreme status." Frost softened his attitude.
.
"In terms of bloodline strength, Caesar is far inferior to Lu Mingfei, and the girl who is suspected of being the Dragon Girl has been conquered by the personal charm of Chu Zihang, the president of the Lion Heart Society. Even Fingel, who is pretending to be crazy and acting stupid, cannot underestimate him.
, as the former trump card under Angers, to underestimate the opponent is to underestimate Angers' vision. Therefore, taking into account the above factors, among the commissioners who went to the East, Caesar was almost at the bottom.
If you insist on describing the heirs of the Gattuso family with praise at this time, that would be the stupidity of the entire family." Passi analyzed calmly.
There was no derogatory meaning in his words, only systematic and precise calculations and objective evaluations.
Frost remained silent.
He was really speechless when he was retorted by Patsy. He didn't want to be slapped in the face at first, but now he was slapped so hard by Patsy that he couldn't even refute him.
Because the situations analyzed by Passi are indeed facts.
After a series of events such as the destruction of the dragon-shaped Deadpool group and even the killing of the suspected Dragon King Norton, Lu Mingfei has emerged as a new star and is becoming more and more brilliant.
The most intuitive thing is popularity.
Most of the freshmen who came to Kassel will join the student union, because the student union has become very powerful under the leadership of Caesar, and Caesar has a leadership temperament, so many freshmen have heard of Caesar before entering Kassel.
Because of his reputation, he came here because of his reputation.
But now the freshmen are indeed coming here because of Lu Mingfei's reputation.
Although this boy came to Kassel not long ago, due to this series of events, Lu Mingfei's reputation is even comparable to that of Angers. If anyone can become a classmate with Lu Mingfei, even in a mixed-race family
These are all very respectable things.
Caesar's status has been seriously challenged, and it seems that it cannot be resolved in a short time. This makes the Gattuso family very impatient and eager to use a big victory to prove the excellence of their heir.
The forces at the top of the mixed-race family have a premonition that the era of dragon revival seems to be getting closer and closer, because there have been very few dragons in history, and there are even fewer dragon king-level things.
But now in a short period of time, they have woken up from recovery one after another, and they feel like hundreds of flowers are blooming. This is a sign that the great world is coming.
Often at this time, although it is very dangerous and even a powerful family will be destroyed, it is also an opportunity for many people.
Such as Angers, such as Lu Mingfei.
First of all, they are all hybrids with strong bloodlines, and they all have very great ambitions, even ambitions, and they will naturally try their best to fight for them in this great era.
In comparison, Caesar's recent performance has been a bit off, and he has no so-called leadership qualities. Of course, this does not mean that Caesar is bad, but that others have performed too well.
More importantly, Caesar seemed not to have considered the situation at all, but instead happily proposed to an oriental girl.
Frost was also furious and could not help but feel a little angry in his heart.
"Acting Family Master Frost, don't worry too much. The family has its own plans and will definitely not let Caesar decline. Caesar is the future king and is destined to achieve great things." Percy said in a deep voice with a firm tone.
.
"I hope that girl Chen Motong can help..." Frost seemed to have thought of something and said subconsciously.
"Acting Master Frost, it's late at night. You have worked hard for a long time today. You should go to bed early." Patsy interrupted what Frost was going to say next.
"I'll sort out the documents for tomorrow, Percy, you go back first," Frost said.
"OK."
Patsy bowed slightly, then turned around to leave the office.
"By the way, Patsy, have you taken your medicine today?" Frost remembered something and couldn't help but raise his head and ask.
But when he said this, he deliberately avoided Patsy's gaze, which turned his head and stared at him.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "No, taking medicine now is of little use to me, it just makes me feel better," Passi said.
"It's better to take some medicine. Although it's not very useful, it is of some use if you can live longer." Frost said earnestly, and even his voice was much gentler, with the care of an elder.
It's just that what he said in the end was of some use. I don't know if he meant it to help Patsy live longer, or if it was of some use to the family.
"Thanks."
Patsy turned and left.
When the young man left completely and respectfully closed the office door again, Frost slowly let out a breath.
When Patsy was here, Frost always felt like there was something like mercury mixed in the air, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Frost loosened his tie at the collar and came to the window.
Watching Patsy disappear into the night on his motorcycle, he didn't turn around until a long while later.
Frost pulled out a document bag wrapped in brown paper from the drawer. It looked a bit thick. After opening it, many documents including photos were poured out of the bag.
The figures in the photos are all about Nono, and every line in the file is information about Nono.
The three words Chen Motong above are particularly dazzling.
The girl's growth experience from childhood to present day is recorded in detail, and there are even some very obscure markings on these contents.
Frost looked at them for a long time before finally stuffing the documents and photos into the folder and sealing them.
If you look closely, you will see that the front image of the document bag is a child's hole as black as ink.
…
In Northern Europe, a bar full of passion, singing and dancing.
Many sexy girls are surrounding an old man. Although the other man is already very old, he is dressed in a well-dressed suit and looks like a gentleman. The depth between his eyebrows is like a poet, and the fierce tattoos that are inadvertently exposed are somewhat...
The ferocious smell, the changeable and charming profound temperament of the old man, seemed to attract these girls as if they were on drugs.
They are naturally open-minded. When they meet their favorite prey, they will naturally not be shy and shy away, but will take the initiative to attack.
If the other party is also interested, they don't mind fighting each other for several rounds on such a night.
Angers looked at the girls around him playfully. He did not expel these people, but he was not deliberately enthusiastic about anyone. He just chatted with some interesting stories and even some colorful jokes, which made the girls burst into laughter. But looking at
Xiang Ange's eyes were even more confused.
"My old friend, after all these years, you are still so popular."
A short, stooped figure walked over with a cane.
Angers turned his head and looked at the other person with a smile, "Henkel, you are not bad either. This bar is running very well and I am very satisfied."
"Let's talk?" The short old man raised his eyebrows.
"Let's talk."
Angers stood up and left the bar, but before leaving, he did not forget to tell the waiter that he had paid for all the expenses of these ladies tonight.
When the girls heard the news, they couldn't help but cheer with excitement. They looked at Ange's leaving figure with reluctance and couldn't stop.
"Speaking of it, I'm a little envious of you. The older you get, the more charming you become. Unlike me, who is almost a piece of cake... I said Ange, why are you always following me? Are you my follower?"
Henkel originally stopped while talking and planned to go with Angers, but when he turned around, he saw Angers also stopped, always keeping a safe distance from him.
"Old boy, I have never forgotten the time you shot me in the back with an alchemy wheel in Texas. I still have a shadow of it to this day." Angers said bluntly.
"Hahaha, it was already a hundred years ago. Angers, don't you still hold grudges now?" Henkel said with an indifferent smile.
"Is this the first time you have met me? If I hold grudge against anyone, it will be the kind that will last a lifetime." Angers said.
"Okay, okay, you are great, but after all these years, I am no longer the fast-hand Henkel I used to be. And with your current bloodline and ability, I am afraid you can delay time for ten seconds in the time zero field."
, even flying bullets can be slowed down by you, so your worries are completely unnecessary." Henkel couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw Angers with caution written all over his face.
"I'm making progress, but you, old boy, aren't you? And your Holy Judgment is always disgusting. Even now, I have no absolute certainty that I can avoid your judgment."
"Oh, we are old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, and for guys as old as us, all our friends around us have died of old age. We have long cherished each other, instead of making cold shots when we met. Angers, don't let me
Chilling." Henkel sighed with emotion.
"Haha, I believe you. Let's put it this way. Even if you are lying in the grave now, and I hold chrysanthemums to pay tribute, I will be very energetic, just because I am afraid that you will jump from the grave.
Come out and shoot me at my fatal spot." Ange said seriously.
"Okay, then you just think that the sentiments I just said are just farts. Otherwise, we can handle the matter here. Tell me, what do you want from me?" Henkel said.
"Then you talk a lot of nonsense. In fact, I have nothing to do with you. I just want to see if you are still alive. If you are dead, it will be fine. If you are alive, you still need to take good care of your body." Angers shrugged, holding in his hand
Holding a glass of tequila.
Henkel frowned when he heard this, not knowing whether Ange was cursing him or caring about him.
"My body is quite strong now and I can last ten to eight years. Ange, I heard that you found a good student, I think his name is Lu Mingfei. Even the Dragon King fell to his knees."
"It's just a fluke. Mingfei's strength is actually just that, these are his exact words." Angers said.
"It's true that heroes emerge from youth. The key is to be so humble. The future is absolutely limitless." Henkel said in a deep tone.
"Oh, Henkel, you're not bad either. Haven't you been looking for outstanding children from those mixed-race families in Northern Europe over the years? In the future, famous teachers will give birth to great disciples."
"Haha, they're just little brats, they can't stand on the stage."
"Don't belittle yourself. We can let them learn from each other in the future. If they can't be beaten to death... ahem, if they fight each other, they can still make progress." Angers almost told the truth.
"If you have the chance, you can try it." Henkel's mouth twitched.
"Okay, I came here to tell you that things are going to change soon. Don't interfere in certain things, otherwise you will die ugly in the end." Ange said in a faint tone.
"When people get old, they don't want to move much. If you can really solve the dragon crisis, I will be happy."
"It's not that I can, but that someone can." Angers took a sip of tequila.
"Who? Lu Mingfei?" Henkel looked at Ange and asked subconsciously.
"This tequila is good, don't mind if I take a bottle with me when I go out later." Angers did not answer directly, but chatted about wine with great interest.
"If you want to drink, leave your address and I will send you a box." Henkel said.
"As expected of me, I went all the way to tell you, old boy, you are very interesting."
"Each other."
"Okay, okay, that's enough chatting. I'm leaving. When Mingfei is free in a while, I'll come back to see you. By the way, you can also bring those heirs with you." Angers waved his hand.
I don’t know when I turned my back on Han and walked away.
"I'll wait."
Henkel looked at the other person's leaving figure and said in a deep tone.