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

"Daddy's daddy is called grandpa!"

"What's father's mother's name?"

"Papa's mother is called grandma!"

Gu Bei took out his mobile phone without any embarrassment: "Excuse me, answer the call."

"Hello? Who? I am. Okay. Okay. Where are you? Okay, wait a minute, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Bei turned his head to look at Finger: "How is Eva?"

Fingel shook his head: "The battery ran out halfway."

Helpless, Gu Bei turned his head to look at Yuan Zhisheng, the smile on his face piled up like a chrysanthemum: "Sir, are you busy now?"

Yuan Zhisheng shuddered a little: "What's wrong?"

"If you're not busy, can you take us to a place? You know, we don't know each other well, and the navigation is out of battery."

Yuan Zhisheng asked, "Where are you going?"

Gu Bei scratched his head: "Hiss, what does it seem to be called? Genji Heavy Industries?"

70. Choose

The dawn broke through the night, and people embraced the new dawn.

No one knows what happened last night, even the neighbors of Mikkeller Tokyo can only think that the bar accidentally caught fire last night, and then it was doused by heavy rain.

That's why it looks tattered.

Chu Zihang: I didn't let Jun Yan go, so I won't take the blame.

Caesar parked the car and took the direct elevator to the restaurant on the middle floor of the hotel.

Generally, luxury hotels have similar configurations, which are used for direct access to special places such as restaurants, entertainment halls, swimming pools and top floors.

Of course, after the Gattuso family bought the Grand Hyatt Hotel, this elevator was dedicated to Caesars.

The restaurant was empty, and the hot food exuded a tempting aroma. The mix of different flavors was not awkward, but it made people's index fingers move.

Not as good as a home cook though.

Caesar commented, randomly ordered an A5 Kobe beef tenderloin, paired with a bottle of Aarone (Arman Roni) from the small Italian town of Verona, and then found a seat to sit down.

Compared with France, the world's largest red wine producing area, Caesar appreciates the red wine brewed in his hometown more.

The mouth is slightly sour, the taste is soft, and the earthy smell flowing in the wine makes Caesar's thoughts drift back to the coast of Portonofi, back to those nights when his mother was still there.

The leather shoes made a crisp sound as they stepped on the marble floor, moving from far to near, and stopped behind Caesar.

The person who came was a soft-looking young man with the same noble golden hair, one eye was the same sea blue as Caesar's, and the other was a coquettish and strange dark gold.

The expensive suit is very decent, but Caesar wears it like an aristocrat, and this man looks like a waiter.

There was something lacking in him that Caesar had.

King's pride.

Caesar leaned on the back of the chair and savored the Amaroni in his hand, without opening his eyes or looking back.

But the flying itachi had already told him the identity of the person who came.

"looking for me?"

Caesar placed the goblet on the marble dining table, and the red wine in the glass swayed, reflecting his blue-gold pupils.

"Tokyo has been a bit uneasy recently, and the family asked me to bring this to you."

With that said, Passy came to the dining table and placed the suitcase on the table.

The box was opened, and the mist stored in dry ice diffused out, and what appeared in the middle of the box was a knife.

A large Ontario cavalry knife.

Hunting knife Dick Rado.

Caesar glanced at Dick Tudor and looked up at Patsy without saying a word.

Sure enough, Patsy closed the suitcase.

"In addition, the elders are very dissatisfied with your behavior this time. They accused you of breaking away from the family's arrangement, ignoring the family's interests, disregarding the overall situation, and making your own decisions."

"Ah."

Caesar smiled, pushed the red wine and steak aside, pulled the suitcase and opened it, and looked at Dik Rado carefully.

"The family's arrangement? Do you want me to search for women all over the world to keep seeds like the good-for-nothing father? Or arrange for me to marry into a stable high-blooded family?"

Caesar stretched out his hand, brushed off the frost on Dikto's body, and asked, "Do you know what Dikto said?"

He seemed to be asking, but he wasn't.

Percy didn't answer, but lowered his head in silence.

Caesar didn't expect to get an answer either: "Dictator is the title of Julius Caesar, the dictator in ancient Roman, meaning dictator."

"Dictator, when did you listen to other people's arrangements?"

Paxi's eyes flickered: "The acting Patriarch has something to tell you."

"Uncle..." Caesar nodded, "Let's talk."

"My lord, please remember that your name is Caesar Gattuso, not Caesar Gullweger."

The air was suddenly suffocated.

The sickle weasels screamed and roared, cracks appeared on the goblet, and Caesar's hand had already landed on the handle of Dikto's knife. With a light wave, he could teach the rude person in front of him a lesson.

But not.

Caesar controlled his emotions, and looked at Percy with dazzling golden eyes: "Help me tell my dear uncle, if he wants me to become Gullweger, then I don't mind."

Patsy was stared at by the fiery golden pupils, but his face remained unchanged, and he bowed slightly: "Yes."

"you can go now."

Percy saluted again, then turned and left.

Caesar leaned back in his chair, picked up the broken goblet, and drank the Amaroni in it in one gulp.

Kamaitachi frantically circled and danced around, as if showing the emperor's anger.

They roared, frantic, and screamed until...

"Oh!"

The goblet in Caesar's hand shattered, and the crystals scattered all over the floor.

Caesar seemed unaware.

It wasn't until he felt the pain of the crystal in his hand piercing his skin that he came back to his senses.

Jiu De Mai walked into the dining room in pajamas and slippers, sat opposite him with a baguette in his arms, and asked lazily, "What's going on?"

"It's nothing."

Caesar rang the bell to call the waiter to clean up the mess.

"What about them? Don't they all eat breakfast?"

"Don't you know?" The baguette in Jiude Mayi's hand dipped in the bang bang sound of Lao Ganma's bite, "They went out yesterday but they haven't come back yet."

"Calculate carefully, you should be the first one to come back."

Caesar: "...?"

When I put a question mark, it's not that I'm wrong, but that I think there's something wrong with you.

At this moment, everyone who is not right is rushing to Genji Heavy Industries in a Hummer.

Gu Bei didn't expect that he would end up asking the Lord the way when he asked for directions.

And he seems to have blackmailed the other party a wave.

But Gu Bei didn't feel embarrassed, as long as I wasn't embarrassed, it wasn't me who was embarrassed.

Gu Bei even wanted to blackmail him again.

For example, asking Yuan Zhisheng to call a car to take a few people to Genji Heavy Industries.

After Yasha put the two ladies down, he received a call from Yuan Zhisheng, and then returned quickly.

Looking at the group of big men in front of him, Yasha suddenly felt that he was driving the wrong car.

Yuan Zhisheng's Hummer is a four-seater, Yuan Zhisheng, Gu Bei, Finger, Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei.

And the driver Yasha.

This is six people!

Even if the Hummer has a lot of space in the back row, it can't squeeze four people, right?

So after discussing with everyone, they decided to throw the unconscious Chu Zihang in the trunk.

By the way, Chu Zihang did not participate in the discussion because he passed out.

But even so, the crowd is still very crowded.

It reminded Gu Bei of the Porsche 911 that Mai Shutoku drove on his first day in Tokyo.

Gu Bei couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Japan is indeed a crowded place.

"Hey, Fingal, something hit me!"

"Lu Mingfei, don't scratch around!"

"Boss, step aside and squeeze!"

Forget it, tired, destroy it.

The Hummer wobbled like this, and returned to Genji Heavy Industries noisily.

The security guard at the gate whispered to each other when they saw it, and laughed very meanly.