Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

In fact, there is nothing to refute, because what Pompey said is right. He is worthy of being Ange's best friend for many years. He analyzed Ange's inner thoughts very thoroughly, including Ange's essence... This guy probably saw through Ange's thoughts from the beginning, but he kept pretending to be stupid and asking questions. Every time Ange answered part of the question, he pretended to be enlightened. This is probably some kind of bad taste of his. If this guy goes into the entertainment industry, he will definitely be a movie emperor.

For Ange, no matter whether it is Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang or Caesar, there is no doubt that they are the future of the secret party, and the future leader of Kassel Academy is most likely to be born among the three of them. Caesar has natural command ability, Chu Zihang is the most efficient action-oriented person, and Lu Mingfei... Lu Mingfei is really amazing, this kid can do everything.

This also includes Chen Motong, she is the best profiler, her ability is unique, and Eiry has the ultimate individual combat power, she alone is worth an entire elite army. Even Susie, Ye Sheng and Shude Aki, they also have impressive connections and appeal in the executive department.

They are the pillars of Kassel College and the pioneers of dragon slayers. Why should we make things difficult for these outstanding young people? As the principal of Kassel College for so many years, Ange is not only an excellent dragon slayer and educator, but also a wise leader. The old men of the secret party say that he is iron-fisted and dictatorial, but the young people love and respect him because Ange knows that different attitudes should be used to treat different people. Some people should be whipped, while others can only be appeased.

"That's the end of the matter of Chu Tianjiao. Keep the news secret for me. Don't bring up what happened to Odin and this city in the past few decades." Angers finally told Pompey, "As for the real Odin... In addition to Chu Tianjiao, there must be other clues. I will find them out. All the dragons hidden in this world."

"Hmm..." This time, Pompey rarely showed a frivolous look. Instead, after a moment of silence, he directly agreed to Angers' request.

What Ange didn't notice was that Pompey's sea-blue eyes were lowered at the moment, as if he didn't want people to see his meaningful look.

After saying a few words, Ange turned and left. When Pompey came to his senses, Ange had already walked a long way away.

"Hey, hey, hey, where are you going?" Pompey waved at Ange's back, "Why are you running so fast? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"

"To the hospital." Ange said without turning his head. "I don't intend to let you annoying guys attend my funeral so early."

……

Chu Zihang slowly opened his eyes. A beautiful crystal chandelier was hanging on the rough cement-like ceiling.

There was a dull pain in the chest and shoulders, which was more severe in the chest. The skin there felt slightly tearing, probably because the wound there was sutured with thread.

These clear pains made Chu Zihang feel relieved... It was not because he was a masochist, but because he could feel the pain, which proved that he had indeed suffered these injuries, and the memories in his mind were real, not a dream or his fantasy.

He really saw the man again.

He felt weak all over, probably because he had lost too much blood, but his five senses were quickly awakening. Apart from a slight dizziness in his head and pain in the wounds, Chu Zihang didn't feel any discomfort... The "Dragon Blood Baptism" had indeed made his body evolve unlike that of a human. For ordinary people, injuries that would most likely be fatal could be restored to action after a good night's sleep for him.

However, Chu Zihang didn't know how long he slept this time.

Rock music from the 1980s and 1990s came to his ears. It was a classic song by Elvis Presley. The song sounded quite familiar because the man had played it in the car before. Since he disappeared, Chu Zihang would try to listen to this type of music. However, it might be because he was not old enough and did not have that much experience. He could not appreciate this kind of shouting song.

The sound quality doesn't sound like a tape or a CD player, but more like the antique phonograph I listened to as a child.

I felt a soft feeling beneath my body and found myself lying on a large bed, covered with a burgundy cashmere blanket, which had a very good texture and should be worth a lot of money. Combined with the sound of music and the decoration of the ceiling, the owner of this house should be a wealthy guy with unique taste.

Chu Zihang tried to use his hands to support himself to stand up, but his chest was fixed too tightly with gauze, and it seemed that his shoulders were also held up. He moved slightly, making quite a noise.

Footsteps hurriedly approached.

"Brother, are you awake?"

It was Lu Mingfei's voice, and then Lu Mingfei's face appeared in sight.

Not only Lu Mingfei, but also Caesar, Nono, Eri, Ye Sheng, Shude Aki, Susie and Finkel. Everyone gathered around the bed and looked at Chu Zihang, as if he was some rare and precious animal.

"Where... am I?" Chu Zihang's voice was still a little hoarse.

"Hmm... Senior Brother, why did you ask such a difficult question right after waking up?" Lu Mingfei scratched the back of his head and said, "We haven't left yet. We are in the suburbs of the city. Do you remember the abandoned heavy industrial park in the northern suburbs? We are in the basement of the office building."

"Basement?" Chu Zihang couldn't imagine who would decorate a basement like this.

"Hey, just tell him what would happen to him in his father's former home?" Finkel couldn't help but complain.

Hearing this, Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, and almost subconsciously wanted to jump up from the bed, but because his body was held too tightly, the wound on his chest felt a tearing pain. He groaned and fell back onto the bed.

"Brother, don't be anxious. Just take a rest first. You can't run away from this house." Lu Mingfei glared at Finger with a complaining look, "You just want to cause trouble!"

"Hey, are you blaming me? I wonder who is the biggest contributor this time?" Finkel said with obvious dissatisfaction, "You all still think I fled at the last minute, right? If I hadn't been resourceful and suddenly remembered that I had seen the Eagles' records in Chu Tianjiao's room before, would this matter have been resolved so smoothly? Do you dare to say that Chu Zihang's father's memory recovery was not due to my contribution?"

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, you are the real hero.” Lu Mingfei sighed helplessly, and suddenly he thought of something, “Oh, I forgot to ask, what did you use to play that song so loudly?”

"It's the latest generation of Manhattan speakers, the flagship model, and it costs tens of thousands. How can it not be loud?" Finkel raised his eyebrows, looking very proud of himself.

"You carry a speaker with you?" Nuonuo asked doubtfully.

"Of course... not." Finkel looked away, his tone no longer so arrogant, "I found a video store nearby and borrowed it from the store."

"Borrow?" Nuonuo sneered, "I think you stole it!"

"Hey, how can you call it robbery! It was lying on the counter motionless, and I just took it and used it." Finkel argued, "No one stopped me when I took the speaker, but when I was leaving, the alarm went off."

"No wonder you told us to run even when so many police officers were chasing us." Lu Mingfei glared at Finkel fiercely again, "It turned out to be thanks to you. Do you know how tiring it is to carry a person? My brother's wounds have been torn!"

"Hey, a person did a great thing, but he is criticized just because there is something wrong?" Finkel said with grievance, "It is because of people like you that great people are so scarce in this world!"

"I..." Chu Zihang suddenly spoke, interrupting the quarrel between Finger and Lu Mingfei, "Where's Dad?"

Chu Zihang's voice trembled slightly. It was not because he was ashamed to call the man "Dad" now, but because he was a little scared...afraid that the man would disappear again.

Chapter 1053 Dad’s Life

Whether it was the night when the man disappeared or the night when he saw him again, it was like a dream, but one dream was very far away, and the other was very close... After seven years of chasing, Chu Zihang was afraid that what he expected would be shattered.

In everyone's eyes, Chu Zihang is decisive and focused, but in fact, he is also a person who worries about gains and losses. Because of this fear, he is so stubborn... Everyone has such an insecure side in their hearts, even someone like Chu Zihang who seems cold and indifferent to others. Because he really cares too much about certain things, he unconsciously reveals his childish side. Because he cares, he is afraid.

"Uncle Chu is fine, don't worry." Lu Mingfei glanced at Chu Zihang's side, "He is not far from you. We moved a bed down. You can't turn your head now so you can't see. Uncle is lying on the bed and asleep."

Chu Zihang listened carefully and really heard a light snoring sound coming from his right side. This snoring sound was actually quite familiar... Chu Zihang was complained about by his mother countless times when he was a child, and he also dreamed of the sound of a man snoring. Hearing it after many years still made him nostalgic and feel at ease.

So the images in his mind were not dreams or illusions, but real. After seven years, he finally caught up with the man and snatched the important person in his life back from the hands of "God".

Chu Zihang still wanted to see the man's face, so he stubbornly turned his head to the right, not too far, but a second later there was a crisp sound coming from his shoulder.

"Brother, there are no outsiders here." Lu Mingfei touched the bone of Chu Zihang's shoulder and helped to reset it. "If it hurts, just scream. There's no need to endure it."

Chu Zihang took a deep breath.

"The bite from your uncle was quite heavy, and it hurt the bone, but it's not broken or fractured." Lu Mingfei straightened Chu Zihang's shoulder bone and patted him on the shoulder. "When the boss was carrying you and running away, he bumped you into someone's electric bike. I think your shoulder bone is dislocated and a little misplaced."

Chu Zihang looked at Caesar.

"The police were chasing us closely. They thought you were involved in a human trafficking case, and I was a trafficker or a terrorist. They kept shouting from behind, 'Put down that bleeding man quickly'... Oh, by the way, your chest was still bleeding all the way, so it was hard for us to get rid of the police. When you were crossing an alley, you were hit by a delivery man on a bicycle." Caesar shrugged and stuck his chin out at Finkel. "It's not my fault. The alley was too narrow. The delivery man kept apologizing, and I thought he was quite sincere, so I let him go. I thought you wouldn't mind, right? After all, it was Finkel who provoked the police."

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you dragging me into this again? It's so unfair of you guys!" Finkel protested.

"That doesn't matter." Chu Zihang didn't care much about his dislocated shoulder. He was obviously more concerned about something else. "How long will I be unconscious?"

"Probably less than six hours." Lu Mingfei replied, "In fact, we just finished our work, because we had to hide from the police at first, and then we had to treat your injuries and Uncle Chu's injuries. The city is quite far from here, and there are so many of us, so it's quite inconvenient to move around."

"Thank you for your help." Chu Zihang's tone was very sincere. This sentence was not only directed to Lu Mingfei, but to everyone.

"Brother, you are being so formal again." Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes. "You didn't rest for long. Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"No thanks." Chu Zihang shook his head slightly. He looked at Lu Mingfei, a little hesitant, "Can I ask you for a favor?"

Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang's expression and sighed softly... Having known Chu Zihang for such a long time, he really knew this senior brother too well. Many times, he could tell what Chu Zihang was thinking just by looking into his eyes.

"Actually, I really want you to rest for a while. Although your injury is not fatal, you look really bad." Lu Mingfei paused, "But since you have asked me so, can I still refuse you?"

Lu Mingfei knew that he couldn't win against Chu Zihang, so he put his hands under Chu Zihang's back and gently lifted him up from the bed... Of course Lu Mingfei knew what Chu Zihang's request was. After so many years, he certainly wanted to see more of his father whom he had finally reunited with.

Lu Mingfei placed Chu Zihang at a suitable angle so that he could lean against the wall, and also gave him a pillow to support his back. From this angle, Chu Zihang could actually catch a glimpse of the man lying on the bed out of the corner of his eye.

The man was lying on a portable spring bed with a Simmons mattress on it to prevent it from feeling too hard. The man seemed to be accustomed to sleeping on such a simple, cheap and narrow bed. His sleeping posture was not very good, and he snored not too loudly, looking like he was soundly asleep.

The man's weathered face was full of wrinkles, but in fact his facial features were very three-dimensional, and one could vaguely see the edges and handsomeness of his youth. It was mainly his messy hair and unshaven chin that obscured his appearance, but it also made him look more masculine.

The man was covered with a grey Persian blanket. Deep and shallow wounds could be seen on his shoulders that were exposed through the blanket. Some were old wounds from long ago, while others were very recent and still covered with bandages... Some of these wounds were even more serious and fatal than the ones he had left on Chu Zihang. It was unknown whether they had existed before Chu Zihang was born, or were acquired after he became "Odin".

I’m afraid the man himself can’t remember it. Of course, Chu Zihang never cared about it before.

Looking back, except for those few short years in his childhood, he had called the man "Dad" only a handful of times, and he had never looked at the man's face so carefully in his memory. So much so that after the man disappeared, he had to force himself to think about that face, which was not very clear to begin with, over and over again every night to make sure that he would not forget it in the next few days before he could fall asleep peacefully.

But I don’t know if it’s because I haven’t seen him for too long, or if the man has aged a little over the years, but when I saw this face with my own eyes, I always felt that it was a little different from what I remembered... Chu Zihang looked at the man’s face quietly. He looked at it for a long, long time, so long that he recalled many things from his childhood and was a little dazed.

Chu Zihang looked at the sleeping man's face without saying a word. Lu Mingfei and the others were tactful enough not to disturb him. The huge house was completely silent, with only the sound of the exhaust pipe rumbling in the corner of the ceiling... Lu Mingfei and the others were actually very concerned about Chu Zihang's condition, but they restrained themselves from looking at Chu Zihang, especially Lu Mingfei. In fact, he understood Chu Zihang's feelings very well.

If it was his father or mother lying next to him, Lu Mingfei would also be eager to jump up from the bed and see him, not to mention that he was injured, even if his neck was broken, he would want to turn his head to see... Although his father and mother could not be said to be dead or alive, they were actually almost missing, not to mention Chu Zihang and Chu Tianjiao, a father and son who had experienced life and death separation?

All those little brats have a soft side deep down, but they usually like to hide it. Some hide it shallowly, some hide it very deeply. Chu Zihang is one of those who hides it very deeply.

But his feelings are actually no less than anyone else's.

It was unknown how much time had passed before Chu Zihang slowly came back to his senses. He shifted his gaze away from the man's face and looked around.

"You just said that this is... Dad's room?" Chu Zihang asked softly.

"Yes." Lu Mingfei nodded and said, "I just told you, brother, we are in the northern suburbs. This was a heavy industrial zone that we once vigorously developed here, but it was later closed down. This park once belonged to Media Asia Group."

"Media Asia Group?" Chu Zihang muttered to himself. The name sounded very familiar.

Chu Zihang remembered that the man's job was to drive for the boss of Media Asia Group. The Maybach nominally belonged to Media Asia Group. He had investigated information about the company before, but did not find anything useful. He later learned that the man's job as a driver was just a superficial job, but he never thought that the man would live in an industrial park that used to be Media Asia Group... and he never expected that this house would be so unique.

"But..." Chu Zihang frowned slightly, as if there was something he didn't understand.

"Brother, you must be thinking, uncle used to be a driver, but this place doesn't look like a driver's residence at all." Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang's eyes and took the initiative to explain, "If this room was discovered, the things inside would have been sealed or looted long ago, but it is well hidden, and the entrance is in a very hidden location. We are in a very deep basement, and there is another room above it. There is only a bed and a few simple living furniture, and there is not even a wardrobe. That is the dormitory of the driver of the nominal CEO of Media Asia Group."

Chu Zihang understood instantly that the life of a driver is just what a man does for others to see, it is just a role he plays in his complicated life, but in fact he has very high requirements for the living environment and quality...So under the simple driver's dormitory, there is a different world, such a spacious basement, which is the real living space for a man.

The tone of voice said that this was a mansion rather than a basement...Except for the lack of windows and marble and tiles, this place was cooler and more tasteful than any mansion Chu Zihang had ever seen.

This room has everything, including a sleeping area, a fitness center, a shower room and a workbench. In the space of hundreds of square meters, these places are divided in an orderly manner. There are ink-colored crystal chandeliers, colorful enamel mirrors, brown deer hair carpets, gray granite tabletops... Everywhere you look, all the decorations and items reflect the unique taste of the owner of the house.

Chu Zihang saw on the table the antique-like gramophone that he had seen when he was a child...and of course there was also a wall of original vinyl records behind the gramophone.

Most of these records are out of print, and if they were sold, they would definitely fetch an unimaginable astronomical figure... If these records are so precious, is that phonograph really a piece of junk?

A person who pursues music and quality of life so much would never allow his perfect record to be repeatedly rubbed by a rusty needle... So Chu Zihang guessed correctly that the phonograph was also a valuable antique, or at least a fine work of art.

How could an ordinary driver with ordinary income and a moonlight clan complained by his wife have the spare money to buy a valuable handicraft phonograph? I still remember one year, the man suddenly gave my mother a sapphire pendant, a Persian sapphire. When they divorced, the lawyer authenticated it and it turned out to be real, worth six figures. The man did not explain where it came from. In short, he said that it was a gift from him and he did not want a penny after the divorce.

But if you really ask him, he would probably make up a lie and say that his boss bought it for his mistress and then broke up with her and just gave it to him. Men are always like this, they can always cover up any lie, even though it sounds exaggerated and bizarre, so my mother always says that she has no idea which of his words are true and which are false.

There are actually many contradictions like this, but Chu Zihang didn’t notice them when he was a child.

Chu Zihang saw the guns. On the workbench, there were not only pistols, but also shotguns hanging on the nail board on the wall. The man must be good with guns, otherwise there would be no need to build a workbench specifically for modifying guns.

In addition to guns, there are also knives. There are all kinds of knives in the display cabinet, including Tang swords, Japanese swords and even Nepalese machetes. These knives are not just for collection. Knives that have killed people always have a "bloody aura". Chu Zihang has seen Yuan Zhisheng using a knife, and he has also seen men using knives. His unparalleled elegance and majesty are not inferior to any Japanese knife masters.

The smallest dumbbell in the fitness area weighs 50 kilograms, and the barbell's weight is close to the Olympic record. On the floor, you can see sweat stains left over from years and months that cannot be washed off. It is hard to believe how self-disciplined a person must be to achieve this level.

There were many, many things in the room. They were beyond Chu Zihang's expectations, but also reasonable... After Chu Zihang knew the man's true identity, these things were no longer surprising.

This is a man with wind in his blood. He is cold and elegant, with unique taste, but not bound by any worldly affairs... until Chu Zihang's gaze stopped at a corner of the room.

There were many photo frames placed there, some of which had photos framed in them, some were empty, but more photos filled the table and the frames could not actually hold so many photos.

A beam of headlights illuminated the photos from top to bottom, and Chu Zihang saw two most familiar faces in those photos.

Mom, and himself.

Those photos spanned nearly twenty years, from before he was born, to when he was a child and could remember things, to after his parents divorced.

Chapter 1054 A Different Kind of Love

Chu Zihang's gaze lingered on those photos for a long time, his expression dazed and absent-minded.

"Those photos..." Chu Zihang spoke slowly.

Lu Mingfei had noticed Chu Zihang's expression a long time ago, and of course he understood Chu Zihang's thoughts, so he didn't say anything, but stood up without saying a word, walked quickly to the side of the table, picked out one from the photos, picked it up, and then quickly returned to Chu Zihang.

"Take a look, senior brother." Lu Mingfei held up the photos and placed them in front of Chu Zihang. He showed them to him slowly, one by one.

Because Chu Zihang's gaze would stay on each photo for a very long time, Chu Zihang looked at the photos, and Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang... He had never seen such a complex and rich expression on the face of his senior brother who was criticized for his "expression paralysis".

This was probably the biggest emotional fluctuation in Chu Zihang's life, apart from the dramatic changes such as his parents' divorce and losing his man on that rainy night.

Lu Mingfei selected the photos very carefully, and he arranged them in chronological order, so when Chu Zihang looked at those photos, his memory began to go back to a very long time ago.

In the beginning there were only a man and a woman in the photos. The man was handsome and well-dressed, with a high spirit, while the woman was stunningly beautiful with an excellent temperament. They looked like a match made in heaven. Some of the photos were taken on a busy bridge, and some were taken in a magnificent theater. In every photo, the man and the woman were smiling. They smiled so happily and heartily, so harmoniously and at ease, and it seemed that they truly loved each other.

It turns out that this is how they met and fell in love. In the past, no one understood why Chu Zihang's mother, such a beautiful woman with excellent conditions, would fall in love with Chu Zihang's father. That man was just a little handsome and could speak some nice words, but he had no savings, no house, and even no decent job. There were many men better than him on the street.

Even Chu Zihang himself did not understand why his mother was with his father, because ever since Chu Zihang could remember, his mother had always been nagging and complaining about his father... But when Chu Zihang saw the photo of them when they were young, he instantly understood that it was only natural for them to be together. The man in the photo was so handsome, so decent, and so confident, no woman would not be moved by such a man.

There is no one who would not be fascinated by such a woman. She is incredibly beautiful, standing out from the crowd, independent and unique, like a precious jade thrown into the dust. You will notice her at first sight... Even the world's top killers and agents will be unable to extricate themselves from being moved by her, and Chu Tianjiao is no exception.

So it was natural for them to get together and then have a son. At first glance, this was a happy family. Their union was natural and reasonable. Chu Zihang should have had a happy and fulfilling childhood... In fact, Chu Zihang's childhood was quite happy. Although he was not rich, he never lived frugally, although such time was quite short.

In the following photos, you can see three people, with a child between the man and the woman. Some of them are in the playground, some in the community park, and some in that slightly cramped home of dozens of square meters... In every photo, the man is smiling, the woman is smiling, and the child is smiling too. Their smiles come from the heart and are as bright as the sun.

Chu Zihang was in a daze for a long time as he looked at these photos… There were many such photos in his new home. They were all placed in the most conspicuous place in the house, as if to tell all the guests how happy and loving this family was. The only difference was that the man in the photo had become another man with glasses and a middle-parted hair. Everyone in the photo was smiling, but their smiles were so shallow, so lifeless, and so superficial.

How long has it been since I truly laughed from the bottom of my heart? Chu Zihang looked at the photos and asked himself silently in his heart.

Ever since the man disappeared? No, maybe it was even longer ago. It seemed that after the man and the woman separated, Chu Zihang rarely smiled. Some of his smiles were because the "new father" wanted him to not have a stern face, which would make the family photos look bad, so Chu Zihang smiled a few times with his mouth pulled, but that kind of smile was actually quite ugly, as if he was about to cry at any time.

It turns out that I can laugh, too. I once showed such a childish smile, but it has been so long ago that I have almost forgotten it.

There are still some photos... Chu Zihang looked at the remaining photos silently. In those photos, some were of a beautiful woman, some were of a handsome boy, and occasionally there were a few photos of women and boys together. A blurry figure could be vaguely seen beside them, but it was washed into a blurry light and shadow using a special technique.