Chapter 181 Lu Mingfei: What makes you so disrespectful to me?

In front of the huge oak conference table, Andrew expressed his doubts. The fan filtered the air in the hall, making a rustling sound.

The hall was silent for a while before an indifferent male voice was heard.

".The issue regarding the Gattuso family is something that needs to be finalized at the next stage of the meeting."

He picked out a copy from the capsule and threw it accurately in front of Andrew.

Andrew took the document doubtfully. Lu Mingfei's casual and unmannered manner made him feel uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart, but now was obviously not the time to question the other party's etiquette.

And he soon stopped caring about matters of etiquette.

this.
The information records an undercover agent named Herzog, who has had private financial dealings with the Gattuso family over the years, and there is evidence that Gattuso directly supported the Ghost Bloodline experiments.

Andrew knew who Herzog was. Before coming to Washington, he had done enough research on Lu Mingfei's activities in Japan. Naturally, he knew that Herzog had disguised himself as the head of the Tachibana family named Masamune Tachibana, secretly controlled the Japanese branch, and was also the fuse of the Tokyo incident.

Damn it, how come the family business is related to the ghosts?

The muscles on the side of Andrew's face trembled, and he tried hard to maintain his expression.

Angers had been chasing and biting at the Chen family's problems all along. I don't know how much he had said at the school board meeting before a compromise was reached, allowing Angers to stop paying attention to the matter.

How much will the family have to cough up this time?

Hiss, take a deep breath, think about the positive side first, your family is rich enough to rival a country, as long as it is worldly power and wealth, you can have as much as you want, you can always satisfy the other party's requirements.

After calming down, Andrew thought so and carefully closed the baffle that was used to block other people's view.

At least the other party didn't distribute the information. He should be asking something of the Gattuso family, right?
When Andrew comforted himself and stood up again to prepare for negotiations, hoping that enough benefits would allow Lu Mingfei to cover up this family scandal, he suddenly found that the people around him were once again casting their attention on him, and the situation was much more complicated than before.

He subconsciously glanced around, only to find that documents identical to the one in his hand had appeared on the desks around him.

Everyone has one.

No, why did you distribute it? !
Andrew's expression changed drastically.

No one would just throw away the bargaining chips without even negotiating.

Doesn't he need the support of his family?

"I don't want to make a deal with someone to bury the past. Some things I can't let go of."

Lu Mingfei pounded on the table, thinking that these agents were really self-righteous.

"I just want to know one thing."

His eyes became sharp, filled with murderous intent that seemed to be able to burn all evil to ashes.

"The human experiments rampant in the documents, were they your idea?"

Lu Mingfei was wearing a windbreaker and holding a document for explanation in his hand. He looked gentle and refined, like a student who was defending his graduation thesis.

At least compared with the carefully selected strong men in the conference hall, he looked thin and weak.

But the moment he asked the question, these warriors who were carefully selected to take on this responsibility subconsciously tensed their muscles, as if a ferocious beast was baring its fangs in front of them. They instinctively wanted to draw their weapons, but an irresistible feeling of weakness spread throughout their bodies.

The guards all inherited excellent bloodlines, and even their words had been carefully selected. They were the elites of the new generation and were also the face of the family.

But now, none of them could even raise their heads.

The biting cold seemed to become real, tightly binding every inch of muscle. Everyone's shirt was soaked with cold sweat. They stood there, with only panic in their minds.

Someone squatted down, holding his chest in panic. The cold mixed with blood began to flow backwards, and green scales began to spread on his face.

His bloodline was out of control. Then, several more guards had their skin and flesh torn apart by the green scales in front of their companions' horrified eyes.

Bump—Bump—

With two loud bangs, five Deadpools fell to the ground.

The young Han Gao was no pushover. In just a moment, he made these mutated Deadpools lose their vital responses.

He silently put away his gun, and the assessment report from the artificial intelligence was quickly sent over, with countless evidences proving the authenticity of Lu Mingfei's information.

Once the direction of large-scale capital flows is clear, they cannot withstand scrutiny.

"What a familiar trace of human activity. The bloody smell behind it is disgusting."

Looking at the monsters lying on the ground, Lu Mingfei's expression became increasingly grim.

Didn’t the Chen family tell them not to send this kind of thing to me?

Or has the Gattuso family already applied this technology, developed from the dead, to their own family members?
"That's enough, don't be nervous."

Andrew Gattuso raised his hand to suppress the commotion in the family team.

Even his pupils shrank instinctively, but he was just forcing himself to maintain elegance and propriety.

"Your Majesty, your power is unquestionable, but fortunately you are a rational person."

He realized that the situation was out of control.

What does it mean to have a conflict with this guy?
Not to mention the few scumbags present here to make up the scene, even the entire Washington can be killed by him in a short time.

Even if we mobilize a large number of troops to kill him at all costs later, it would only be revenge.

Fortunately, Lu Mingfei is not the Black King who sat high on the throne and was independent of the world in the past. In addition to the benefits they can give to each other, what is more important is that he is no longer a lonely person now.

He also has friends, and those people are not monsters like the Black King.

Andrew breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that everything was not over yet. His years of experience representing his family in negotiations around the world made him instinctively start looking for conditions that were beneficial to him.

“Sometimes I just don’t understand.”

Lu Mingfei's voice became somewhat complicated.

"Am I so harmless that you guys disrespect me?"

Andrew is still trying to fight for the interests of the family and is even thinking about how to check and balance himself.

They have been trying to make up for their own omissions, always believing that their worldly power can be exchanged for benefits. At the same time, they have also been analyzing their opponents' weaknesses in an attempt to make them hesitate.

These people never thought they had done anything wrong; they were just upset that they were exposed.

That being the case.

Lu Mingfei clenched his fists.

He might as well make the storm more violent.

"My arrangements with the Gattuso family are simple."

The conference room was silent again for a few seconds before a cold reply came.

"I want you to perish."

(End of this chapter)