Chapter 180 Secret Party: Ange, have you betrayed too?

Han Gao's face became extremely distorted, but Ange smiled happily.

This is just like the cowboys wandering in the desert during the development of the West, who put their lives on the line early and were ready to gamble their lives with the other side for the last sip of clean water, but found that there was a big lake on the other side and they didn't care about the water at all. The cowboy who gambled his life looked like a clown.

Unfortunately, I have important things to do now and no time to laugh at my old friend.

"How many more people are coming?"

"Apart from us old guys who took the lead, the only ones left are the foreign representatives."

Han Gao paused and signaled his entourage to find some clothes for himself and his old friends.

"You know, many of the old guys can only lie in bed now."

“And there are quite a few old guys who don’t even dare to come.”

Ange sneered.

"No one knows what you are planning."

Unable to button up his coat no matter what he did, Han Gao simply tore off his coat.

"I haven't chatted with you for more than half a century. You suddenly come back with a dragon. No one would not be scared."

At the beginning, when Ange secretly jumped off the plane to chat up Lu Mingfei, the radicals clamored to shoot him down with a missile when he returned to China.

If Lu Mingfei had been low-key when boarding the plane, those escorting fighter jets would have been deadly birds of death.

"what about now?"

Lu Mingfei asked with a smile.

"Now?"

Han Gao looked down at his muscular body and sighed in distress.

"To be honest, I regret it a lot. I'm also very confused. For a moment, I don't know what the hybrids and dragons have been fighting for all these years."

If dragons had been able to come up with such technology earlier, the only people left in this world's mixed-race population would be the Dragon King's lickers and those who are not active enough. The mutual hostility based on bloodline could not eliminate their determination to lick their way to immortality.

“It stems from the different perceptions of the world between the two sides.”

Humans want to pursue strength and longevity, while the Dragon King wants to survive the doomsday.

The Dragon King has always been indifferent to hybrids. Even if they die accidentally, the worst that can happen is that they can just return in a cocoon.

The hybrids are unable to understand the Dragon King at all, and many people don't even know that the four monarchs are actually twins.

It is impossible for the Dragon King to have nothing else to do but study whether his cocooning could help humans live longer. He even disdains to reconcile with humans. A hybrid that has not even deciphered the dragon language cannot crack the secret of 'cocooning'. He can only blindly pursue the path of slaying dragons and try to be Siegfried who bathes in dragon blood.

"Thank you for your kindness, which has allowed us to see another way."

Han Gao raised his hand to indicate that the shock brought tonight was indeed quite great, but fortunately he was still able to digest it.

If it weren't for Lu Mingfei, there would have been no conditions for mutual reconciliation between the two parties from beginning to end.
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In the early morning of that day, the U.S. Army, which had been urgently assembled, received the notice and chose to evacuate while cursing, leaving the executive commissioners of the European secret party and their own agents staring at each other in confusion.

The agents didn't know whether to leave or not, so they had to stay in the hall awkwardly, waiting for the results of the meeting.

The old European aristocrats were proud of their bloodline and looked down upon other families, but this time, they did not have the confidence to reprimand them.

Faced with Lu Mingfei's pressure, the secret party, who had just lost a family head and still had something to hide, naturally did not dare to let the family head go to the front line again. Instead, some old guys in America rushed to the airport as if they were stimulated. Obviously, those old guys were already outstanding leaders among the mixed-bloods, and using force was no longer their job.

But when they went to meet Lu Mingfei, they all remained armed.

With such an attitude, the European secret party can only send out agents and keep making excuses. I’m afraid they won’t be able to get help with work in the future.

"Why is there no movement yet?"

Andrew Gattuso, the Gattuso family's legal advisor and agent for this operation, waited anxiously.

Either you fight or come out together after Angers's active compromise. What are you guys doing surrounding the airport?
Looking at a car with its back seat filled with clothes driving into the airport, Andrew had a bad feeling.

When the elevator shaft began to rise and fall, everyone's eyes were focused on the constantly sliding cable, as if they were peeking at their own lifeline.

The accompanying specialists didn't think too much about it. Being able to come here meant that the family was more or less ready to give up on them. Now they were just praying that the negotiations would go smoothly, or that they would die quickly.

With such a small number of people, they didn't think about protecting anyone. They just stared at the airport exit nervously, aiming all kinds of guns and cameras, fearing that a dragon would rush out from the end of the cave.

The silver door of the elevator slid open, and a group of people walked out with steady steps.

Good news, no dragons.

Bad news, those old family heads seem to have disappeared.

They were a group of young people with their own characteristics, tall stature, thick hair, sexy beards, handsome faces, and a calm temperament that could not be disguised after being baptized by time. They were like old wines with different flavors, placed in newly crafted bottles.

In Andrew's opinion, such people should appear at a retro fashion week rather than at an airport that might have just been caught in a war.

"Representative Andrew, please prepare a little and go to the Capitol in Washington."

Han Gao reminded lightly.

"you are?"

"I'm Henkel."

Han Gao put his hands in his pockets and played with the old-fashioned revolver tirelessly.

The muscles at his fingertips made the wheel turn with a click. He felt like a poor boy who suddenly inherited billions of dollars and couldn't help but squander this wealth that fell from the sky.

"We plan to have a historic meeting with Mr. Lu, and he allows you to have the right to observe."

Andrew was stunned. The tall figure was projected on the ground, with his back straight and dressed like a Texas redneck.

His eyes began to wander among the crowd, and finally caught sight of a familiar figure.

When Ange felt the gaze falling on him and waved at him with a smile, Andrew felt that the old man who had added to his workload from time to time but was still obsessed with slaying the dragon was much more approachable.

Look at yourself now. You don’t look like a dragon slayer at all. You are no longer the murderous desperado.

Didn’t you say that all dragons are your enemies?
Ange, what are you doing? Are you betraying too?
"There is no door for negotiation between dragons and humans, but as long as the conditions are good enough, we can climb over the wall even if there is no door."

Ange shrugged. He didn’t know what the future would be like, but at least now, Lu Mingfei did not conflict with his path.

The agents who were sent here were stunned and then felt dizzy.

"It's over."

(End of this chapter)