I am not a half-breed who masters the Eight Wonders

That was New York, the largest city in the world.

LaGuardia Airport is the closest airport in New York to Queens. Although it is not big, it has complete facilities and also accepts take-off and landing of private jets.

Just have money.

And the most indispensable thing in Kassel is the knife music exuding the fragrance of ink.

The giant beast landed with a roar, and the silver-haired old man walked out of the cabin and hugged Gu Bei who had been waiting here for a long time.

Black tailor-made suit, shiny Italian leather shoes, oiled hair that can be used as a mirror, and the bright red rose on the chest.

If it wasn't for this guy's silver hair, he would have looked like a complete pervert!

After adding silver hair, it's... an old prostitute!

"If you're just trying to trick me into coming to New York on a private jet and avoiding the CC1000 so I can take you back, congratulations."

Ange stretched out his hand to pat Gu Bei's shoulder, but Gu Bei twisted his body and slid Anges' hand aside.

"Actually, I didn't exaggerate on the phone, maybe I have restrained myself."

Gu Bei spread his hands: "The secret party shuffling is just a basic operation. If it is more serious, it is not impossible for the secret party to disintegrate."

Angers looked serious: "You should know what you are talking about."

Gu Bei nodded.

The black Maserati was parked next to the two of them. It was a famous car sold at the same store as Ferrari. The slender hood had a sharp arc, like a shark jumping out of the water, and the anti-peep glass blocked the view inside.

Definitely a cool toy.

It's a pity that it is the exclusive toy of the old lewd thief.

The car door popped open, Anger should sit in the driver's seat, Gu Bei in the co-pilot, and Nuonuo in the back seat.

Only then did Ange notice the red-haired girl who had been following Gu Bei.

It is inevitable for old things to gossip once.

"I remember that the college's information said that you and the eldest lady of the Tokyo Snake Hachi Family are not clear... that one is also red-haired."

Gu Beifei rolled his eyes at Anger: "Nonuo, just like me, this year's freshman, besides..."

"...If you continue to investigate me casually, I will abduct Norma."

Nuonuo nodded cautiously to Ang Ran,

The little witch who is not afraid of the sky and the earth is also aware of current affairs. When you meet this kind of character, pretending to be tough is purely courting death. The other party may not care about your performance, but the attitude must be in place.

Angers thought for a while: "Oh, it's you, Chen Motong, Caesar's fiancée."

"It's my principal."

"You two are..."

"Just a temporary partner."

The old guy obviously knows how to enjoy life, Martha's stereo is full of tactful arias, there is ice wine in the slot that should have been a Coke, the skylight above his head is open, and the curling cigar smoke is flying upwards.

Anger let out a mouthful of mist slowly: "So, what happened?"

Gu Bei told the story, from Ben Parker's anomaly to the New York serial murders, to Richard Parker's disappearance and his last message.

The old guy's expression gradually became serious: "So you suspect that there is a problem within the secret party?"

Gu Bei shook his head: "Although it is difficult to identify the Secret Party family just by using the word "family", I don't think other mixed-race families will have such a degree of control over New York. "

"really."

Ang Nuan nodded, agreeing with Gu Bei's opinion.

"A local mixed-race family in New York...could it be Rockefeller?"

Gu Bei shook his head: "This is your internal matter, I will not get involved, but when you catch the murderer, I want to see him."

Angers had no objection, nor did he ask Gu Bei what he wanted to do.

Although the two belong to two camps and have different positions, their current purpose is the same.

Find out who is behind the scenes and dig out the "family" who is the main messenger.

Angers was out of a sense of responsibility to the secret party. No matter how bad these families were, the secret party was what Menek left behind. Angers didn't want to give up on them unless it was a last resort.

But everything has to be detoured for Dragon Slaying.

And Gu Bei... just had other plans.

After the chat was over, the old guy flipped the cigarette butt out of the sunroof smartly and held the steering wheel with one hand.

Gu Bei was taken aback for a moment, his face changed, and then he quickly grabbed the handle on the upper side.

Nono:?

Before Nuonuo could react, the old guy slammed the gas pedal to the bottom.

The dangerous shark roared and rushed out, regardless of the changing traffic lights, and plunged straight into the traffic flow. The cars behind were forced to brake suddenly, blocking the entire intersection in a haphazard manner.

"Hey!"

Nuonuo didn't even have time to fasten her seat belt, so she could only grab the armrest desperately. The "back pushing feeling" highly praised by car magazines was a kind of torture at the moment, as if a huge force was pressing her firmly on the seat.

Although Nuonuo is also a lunatic, it is obvious that her purity is not enough.

Kassel College is the real madman.

If everything is a weird concentration camp, then Kassel is a gathering place for lunatics.

And the headmaster of Kassel, Angers, is the craziest one.

In comparison, Nuonuo and Kaiser are just racing at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour. They are really good and law-abiding drivers!

Ange happily drank the ice wine in the glass, and continued to accelerate. It seemed that this old guy drove fast.

ice wine?

Hello, right?

Ice wine should not appear on this occasion, right?The speed has reached 120 kilometers per hour, and the old guy driving is holding a goblet in his hand?

Too exciting?

"Old guy...drunk driving..."

Gu Bei calmed down: "...the driver's license is going to be revoked!"

"I know." Angers shrugged.

"But do you think they're going to renew a 130-year-old guy's license? I didn't have a license when I learned to drive, and that was 1899...well, 1899, and the car wasn't invented until 1885 New toys, not as fast as a carriage, no Ford, no GM, no traffic rules!"

"Principal, you... have been driving without a license for more than 100 years?"

Nuonuo's heart was about to pop out of his throat. The moment he missed the car just now, he thought he must have bumped into it. The gap was only a little bit, like two Japanese samurai facing swords, and the sharp swords flashed past in the air.

"I'm still young, and I still want to live a good life!"

"Yes," Angers smiled, "You are still young, but I don't have much time, um... I don't even know how much time I have left..."

"Hey, Mad! Can you stop speeding up when you change the subject?"

"I didn't change the subject, what I mean is... as an old man who is dying and likes to drive fast, what else can he not give up?"

Anger shifted the gear to the damn "Super Sport" mode, and let out a cheer that would speed up the secretion of hormones in young girls.

"NTMD!"

Gu Bei's voice was pulled further and further away by Maserati, and finally dispersed on the street.

In the high-rise buildings beside the road, huge one-way floor-to-ceiling windows surround the room, and being in it seems like standing on the clouds.

New York is a city full of tall buildings, but such a good landmark is really rare.

Although it is not as tall as the World Trade Center in the Western Hemisphere, it is also considered to be the number one in New York.

In the empty room, you can see the majestic boundless sea of ​​clouds when you raise your eyes, which is truly spectacular.

The middle-aged man is sitting on a comfortable leather boss chair, and every gesture of his hands gives people a great sense of oppression.

Two men in suits stood on the other side of the desk, waiting for the middle-aged man to give orders.

The middle-aged man shook the goblet in his hand.

"Ange is in New York."

The middle-aged man said lightly: "I know how much you weigh, let alone the two of you, even if we add up, we may not necessarily be his opponent."

The heads of the two subordinates were even lower, and one of them said: "As long as you order, we will be considered dead..."

The middle-aged man cut off his words: "No need, after all, he single-handedly defeated the Sheqiba family. Although I really don't want to admit it, we are still a little far from the Sheqiba family, which is second only to the Celestial Dynasty family. "

"So you don't have to go to die."

Another of the two subordinates said: "Then what should we do? The plan has been going on for almost ten years, should we give up now?"

Said, the shining golden light from the sunglasses

The middle-aged man frowned, his eyes were also golden, and his aura was as powerful as a prison, and he actually suppressed his two subordinates so that they couldn't stand upright.

"Don't be impulsive."

The middle-aged man put away his golden pupils, and said slowly, "This matter will not be completed in a short time, so there is no need to rush, as long as we avoid Angers' investigation this time, we can always restart the plan."

"But how do we hide there? Angers doesn't know what clues are in his hands, what if..."

The irritable subordinate wanted to say more, but was stopped by the man raising his hand.

The middle-aged man took a sip of the red wine in his glass, and said calmly, "At this time, it's time for the Rockefeller family to come in handy."

"We voluntarily withdrew from the competition in New York back then, isn't it just for today?"

The more stable subordinate nodded: "This subordinate understands."

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Go for it."

The two turned around to leave, but the man said again: "Wait a minute."

The two turned around.

The man turned his chair to face the two of them, and the goblet made a light ding when it touched the table.