Chapter 75 I am the head of Gattuso’s family!
"Pompey Gattuso!"

At the Bulgari Hotel, Frost, the acting head of the Gattuso family, kicked open the door of the presidential suite.

"My God, when will you be a gentleman?"

He shouted, this businessman who was always elegant and calm was almost forgetting his etiquette at this moment.

He was about to explode with anger. He was chatting happily with the entrepreneurs downstairs and working diligently for the interests of his family.

This guy was playing with women upstairs and even got himself into trouble.

"My dear Frost, you could keep your voice down. My hearing is still good."

On the luxurious bed in the suite, the handsome man was wearing a loose bathrobe, looking calm.

But the elastic bandage on his forehead that was still bleeding, and his slightly tired eyes, made people intuitively feel that his current condition was not good.

"What's going on with that thing on your head?!"

What else could happen? He was beaten.

Pompey never expected that the little guy who had undergone pontine schisis surgery in Black Swan Port and was raised as a tool for revenge by Angers would suddenly become so powerful.

Fortunately, he had the complete authority over the wind element, otherwise he would have no chance of escape.

"What are those idiots from Ange and the escapees doing? They can't even take care of a useless person."

Pompey couldn't help but greet the families of his brothers and collaborators in his heart.

"I used too much force before and accidentally hit it."

Pompey pointed at his waist and moved it back and forth twice.

Frost felt dizzy, and seeing that Pompey still looked nonchalant, he felt his blood pressure soaring.

It's bad enough that he indulged in promiscuity in broad daylight, but how could he even knock himself so hard that his head was broken and bleeding?

Not to mention the accident that might have occurred some time ago due to the bloodline running wild, including this time, in the two consecutive videos sent by the guards, Pompeii looked like he was dying.

It would be fine if there was a problem, but it happened twice in a row and it was all because he was playing with women!
The Gattuso family has always been very tolerant of this eccentric head of the family. At least, while he is fully pursuing his personal interests, he is also willing to delegate power.

Therefore, no matter how embarrassed you feel, facing Pompey's activities of looking for women all over the world every day, you can comfort yourself by saying that the head of the Pompey family is doing this for the expansion of the Gattuso family.

But look at now.

Frost looked at the embarrassed head of the family and couldn't help but burst into anger.

Pompeii can't even do his job now? !
"Be at ease, my dear Frost, and have faith in the resilience of the hybrids."

Pompey pressed the elastic bandage, then withdrew his hand with a grin.

His skull hasn't grown back yet.

"We will be returning home to attend the elders' meeting tomorrow."

Frost always thought that Pompey had changed his personality by coming to him, and planned to go to the meeting with him, unlike in the past when he would go to the meeting with two supermodels in his arms.

I didn't expect that I was overthinking.

He could stuff two girls into his room while I was downstairs discussing business!

"How can you maintain the dignity of Gattuso in this state?"

"You're keeping up very well, Frost."

Pompey waved his hand indifferently.

"As for this meeting, please postpone it for me and arrange a flight to Northern Europe for me. I haven't experienced the sauna there for a long time."

He had to get back the genuine equipment he had left in the Nibelungen.

This kid Lu Mingfei is quite awesome, and there is a high chance that he is out of control. I have to find an opportunity to fight him at my full strength next time.

"what?!"

For a moment, Frost was in a trance, as if he was not sure what Pompey was talking about.

"Do you know the importance of the elders' meeting?"

"It maintains the connection between our bloodlines, records our past glory, and writes the history of our family. Since the birth of the Gattuso family, there has never been an incident where the head of the family was absent!"

"The first time is now."

Pompey snorted disdainfully. No matter how ancient it is, can it compare to Beowulf? No matter how glorious it is, can it be worthy of St. George?

In the final analysis, he is just a nouveau riche that he supported himself.

It's only been a hundred years and they don't know their place. I've never seen any mixed-race family sticking to this ritualistic tradition.

The orthodox haven’t been to Mount Tai for a thousand years. “Let those old guys come to Norway to find me if they have any problems.”

"You have tarnished the honor of the Gattuso family."

"I am the head of Gattuso's family!"

boom!
Frost slammed the door in anger.

"Pasi!"

"Master Frost."

As a secretary, Percy had never seen Frost, who always prided himself on being elegant and calm, lose his composure to such an extent.

"Watch this door carefully. No female creatures can enter, not even mosquitoes!"

"Received, Patriarch."

Then Frost went back to his room in a rage.

He needs to face the saliva of those stubborn people in the family.

At the same time, Pompey, who had driven Frost away, no longer maintained his relaxed attitude. He leaned back on the bed, feeling the contact between his brain and the elastic bandage, and touched his private phone with one hand.

Dial, and then -

"Oh, my dear Pompey, what made you leave the hot beauty behind and call me, a hundred-year-old man?"

A magnetic and attractive voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I met the little white mouse once."

There was no Riddler in Pompeii.

"In BJ's."

There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone. Through the headset, Pompey could clearly feel the other party's stagnant breathing.

".This is really amazing news."

In the room bathed in sunlight, one wall is filled with all kinds of books.

A handsome old man sat in front of a wooden table filled with the scent of sandalwood.

The light of morning sun fell on the rose on his chest, making it look exceptionally bright.

"He has picked up the sword of revenge. I can be sure that the king has awakened from just eye contact."

A cold light flashed in Pompeii's eyes.

"Anger, I let you compete with Gattuso for the right to speak and provide funds for the academy, not to let you do such a big thing."

There was deep dissatisfaction in his words.

"——Something unexpected happened. I didn't expect that a group of excellent dragon slayers would gather around the little guy without him noticing. Norma's information was inaccurate."

There was silence for a few seconds on the other side, and then the old man spoke in a cheerful voice.

"He wiped out the Chen family's human experiments and executed deadpools around the world. He was decisive and efficient. He was simply a natural dragon slayer."

"These are all good things. After the board of directors meeting next year, I will personally invite him to enroll."

".You are really crazy."

Pompey sighed and hung up the phone.

Putting the phone on the table, Angé looked at the screen in front of his desk, which was replaying Lu Mingfei's battle scenes.

A smile appeared on Ange's lips.

Of course he knew that Pompey was reminding him, but he didn't care.

Even if the blade is out of control, it is still very sharp!
“I should go to China to have a look.”

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　　Wuuuu, please read on, I’m crying.

　　Ange didn't know that Pompey was the King of Wind, but they had a good personal relationship, and Pompey basically knew Ange's plans.

　　Bondarev also seems to be Pompeii.

　　Odin is everywhere.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)