Anger raised his glass, took a perfunctory sip, and then asked.

"First of all, we want to know, whose keel cross is?"

Henkel asked gently with joy in his eyes.

"You have such accurate information, shouldn't you have an answer?"

Angers asked back.

"We do have the answer, but I still want to ask Principal Angers to share your joy with us."

A young man with a mustache stood up and smiled kindly, as kind as an artist who likes to drink beer.

"Of course it's the White King. Can you still be the four ordinary monarchs?"

Anger said proudly.

"Uh, hahaha, Principal Angers's straightforwardness is heartbreaking. To be honest, it's good that it was you, not that Frost Gattuso, otherwise there wouldn't be such a pleasant conversation."

The young man smiled awkwardly, then said with some meaning.

"That's right, the people of the Gattuso family are always strong, and Frost is the typical one. I'm different, I'm a moderate."

Angre nodded and recognized his words.

"The Secret Party is the most radical group of mixed races. Of course, this is nothing, radical tends to lead to progress. But Frost is too radical, like a never-ending sheep fighting, and it is unwise to talk to him,

But the communication with the principal makes you feel like spring breeze.”

The young man has a very good attitude, neither high nor low, and he also uses an idiom to shoot horses. He is worthy of being a negotiator who graduated from Harvard Business School.

"He can't talk to you anymore. The sheep fighting has been broken with its horns and hooves. He went home to the pet hospital and lay down. By the way, it was the one next to me who did it."

Anger patted Lu Mingfei's back chair with a very proud tone.

"Mr. Lu beat Frost Gattuso?"

The young man looked disbelief.

Although he devalued Frost in various ways, the other party was the spokesperson of the serious Gattuso family, who was one of the most powerful families in the world and the largest investor of the Secret Party.

If he meets him in person, he will still call him Lord Frost.

But this poor boy from China dared to send Frost Gattuso into the hospital?

How dare he?!

"Please pay attention to your words, young people. Ming Fei is not the kind of bad boy who beats the old man. Frost was voluntarily injured in his discussion with Ming Fei. You know, our secret party likes to have some duels.

.”

Angers corrected the way.

"Uh, okay. In short, the new history has begun. We sincerely invite both of you to become co-creators of the new history."

The young man said enthusiastically.

"What kind of new history?"

Anger asked with interest.

There is a chance!

The young man forcibly suppressed his inner excitement, organized the language carefully and said.

"In the past tens of thousands of years, the dragon clan has ruled the world with the authority of elements. Now, humans have relied on the power of technology to become the master of the earth."

"Now the heavy shadow of the Dragon King has been illuminated in a corner. The hybrid species have both the authority of elements and the power of technology. They should unite to completely illuminate the hazy sky and become the new master of this land."

The young man opened his arms and bent slightly inward, as if he was embracing the entire earth.

I have to say that his tone and content are very inflammatory, just like one of his colleagues.

"Good idea, then the question is. Are we or you the new masters?"

Angers applauded him and asked.

"This is not a contradictory issue, Principal Angers. The earth is very big, and even the dragon clan needs four monarchs to rule. Constitutional monarchy, Senate, and democratic parliament, we have many political systems to choose from, and there will definitely be a win-win situation.

The optimal solution.”

The young man said with a smile.

He had already prepared the answer to this question.

"What about humans?"

Lu Mingfei suddenly spoke.

He was silent for too long that everyone almost forgot about his existence.

"What?"

The young man didn't hear clearly.

"What role will humans play in your new world?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"The foolish ordinary people can only become lambs, and the mixed race of elites is their shepherds."

The young man said playfully, as if he was quite proud of his metaphor.

"Do you all agree with him?"

Lu Mingfei nodded and asked the others.

"Of course, our views are consistent."

Representatives from other families also nodded.

How dare they?!

Angers widened his eyes.

"Mingfei, just kill two."

Fearing that it was too late, he turned on time and shouted.
Chapter completed!