Chapter 248 When I woke up, I became the patriarch of a declining family

Caesar and Chu Zihang were sitting on the same bed, looking at each other.

Caesar's eyes were confused, as if he had lost his way: "Chu Zihang, what should I do now, can you give me some advice?"

But it was Chu Zihang who looked indifferent: "Can you get off my leg first? The fracture there is not healed yet!"

Caesar sat aside awkwardly: "Give me some advice, I really don't know what to do now."

Chu Zihang looked at him, his eyes still cold: "You can do whatever you want."

Caesar scratched his head a little madly: "But I don't know. Now the family base has been destroyed. This war also caused Gattuso to lose more than half of his combat effectiveness. I don't know where the stallion father is. Now The family needs me, but I don’t want to go back! I still have Nuonuo!”

It was a very willful statement that he would never say in public, but he said it in front of Chu Zihang

This guy believes in freedom and doesn't want to be restricted by his family. The main reason is that he thinks that there is no use in going back. A young man who can fight can't do anything when he goes back.

Chu Zihang deflected his gaze and shifted his gaze from him to the direction of the side window: "As long as you don't regret it, that's fine. Many times, there are many things that you don't have the chance to do again by the time you want to do it. "

"Okay, then I'd better go back."

This guy doesn't lack the courage to throw away money. If the family is completely destroyed, he won't think anything of it. He will take Nuonuo to work, but the family is half dead now, and he has to take a look. After all, He is the young patriarch

Chu Zihang's eyes did not pull back, and his thoughts fell into the rainy night again.

The figure of Odin and the Deadpools everywhere. If it weren't for the help of the father he had always looked down on, he would have been unable to come back. But even if he came to Cassel College, which the man did not let him come to before he died, No one knows his identity

"What would you say if it were you?"

Three days later, in a port in Northern Europe, a middle-aged British gentleman in a white suit and white hair looked out at the port. Next to him was an Asian teenager in a white suit. He looked handsome and had a "beautiful" aura surrounding him.

This combination makes the ladies on the street and on the docks turn around frequently. No one can get away from it, no matter who is in their sixties or sixteen.

"Hey, can I ask for your contact information? This gentleman." A beautiful woman came forward and said to Angers: "You and your partner are handsome."

Angers smiled: "I'm sorry, I promised my partner that I have something important to do."

The woman obviously still wanted to pester: "Don't be like this, why is it so urgent?"

Angers showed a mark. The woman was surprised and moved out of the way, but there were more stars in her eyes.

Li Ye didn't understand a little: "What mark did you show?"

Angers smiled: "The Laurent family belongs to that little girl Elizabeth."

The Laurent family is not much worse than Gattuso in Europe. Of course, it does not refer to status, but financial resources. They have been in business for generations, and their assets are quite high, so their reputation is even more far-reaching.

The woman just now was also afraid that it would really delay Angers' affairs.

"So why did you have to take the boat and take so long?"

Angers still smiled: "I just want to try to see how the thing was transported here."

He was talking about the Mourning of Summer, and that thing was Li Wuyue, the king of ocean and water,

"The wind in the port back then was salty, with a slight fishy smell, and it was far from as clean as it is now."

Angers fell into memories: "I like one thing very much. It was a gun. I picked up the gun here in the summer when I was in my twenties and thirties. I was young and ignorant at the time, and I was not afraid of anything. I fired the gun. , no one died, no one was injured,"

He paused for a moment and continued, "I thought it was a fake gun and it was fictitious. It wasn't until now, almost a hundred years later, that I came back here and was shot in the chest, and I realized that it was a real gun."

A sad breath came, and this place seemed to have turned back into the battlefield of Summer Mourning. At that time, Angers was dead, but not completely dead. It was only now that he discovered that he was really dead.

Li Ye slapped him with a slap: "Is this why you delayed me for so long?"

Ange was speechless: "I didn't waste your time. You weren't there when I took the boat."

Li Ye thought for a while and it seemed that this was really the case. He went back to accompany Eri Yi.

"Don't worry about the details! Now it's time to go find those guys from the secret party. If you delay my affairs, I will give you a job."

Angers smiled: "Have you ever thought that they are just starting the meeting now?"

There are eight chairs in a quiet office. Some chairs are occupied by people, and some chairs are empty. They don't have any leader now.

When Odin was here, Odin, Pompeii Gattuso, was the leader, but now Odin has sent it, and the Gattuso family is about to send it. Even their leader Caesar Gattuso was invited. Didn't come

The only people in the audience now are the head of the Beowulf family, three unnamed men, the girl Elizabeth, and a monk from France.

Beowulf began to speak, and his rotten wood-like voice still carried a little momentum: "The first thing that needs to be determined is whether his identity is a dragon or a human! If he is originally a dragon! Then I will give everything to him. Kill him!"

The Beowulf family relies on swallowing dragon blood to identify their bloodline. They have always maintained this bloody tradition. If the bloodline is not enough, they will have no choice but to die. Therefore, their family still maintains the bloodline.

The French monk below spoke slowly: "Without history and strength, he has shown quite strong combat effectiveness in Japan from the beginning. These are all characteristics of the Dragon King. So from my point of view, he is a dragon! We need to go out Those strategic strike weapons!”

Elizabeth on the side said: "You also read the blood test results brought by Angers and Flamel! Do you still say that?"

A man laughed: "Why, Angers can't fake it?"

Elizabeth did not refute. Although she was a fanatical fan of Angers, she was not mentally ill. She knew when to refute and when to speak.

If you tell me now, you may just end up in a situation where you alone can quarrel with all of them.

So she said: "So, how are you going to deal with that man?"

Everyone was silent, no one spoke, until the door of the conference room was slowly opened.

"Angers does fake things, but not me."

The gate was pushed and made an ancient sound, which shows how many years this gate has gone through. This was the place where the first generation of Camarilla gathered, and it continues to this day.

I saw a man in a white suit slowly walking in, looking at everyone present with a dangerous smile.

"When I came here today, I just wanted to do two things: be beaten to death by you, or beat you to death."