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Chapter 152 Lightning-Fast Delivery
Chapter 152 Lightning-Fast Delivery
Lu Mingfei pushed open the door and went out; the night wind was still damp and cold.
He exhaled his frustration because he couldn't remember when his birthday was, which annoyed him. So many years of war in the Three Kingdoms had made him forget his own birthday.
He can only vaguely sense that it is summer.
Lu Mingfei, who was frowning and pondering his birthday, saw Caesar at that moment.
He was leaning against a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, dressed in black, not in golden armor.
His collar was casually open, and the wind made the ends of his hair flutter slightly.
He stood there, making even waiting for someone seem like a grand affair; truly a top-notch man.
He looked up when he heard the door open, his gaze falling on Lu Mingfei's face.
"Are you out?"
...a very ambiguous statement.
Lu Mingfei was hallucinating.
The last time he came out of the principal's office, he also ran into Caesar.
What, what kind of save point is this?
Is it because Caesar easily spawns at the principal's office door, or is there some other reason?
For example--
"Um... is this another party?"
Looking at Caesar's motorcycle, Lu Mingfei thought to himself, "Last time it was a sports car, this time it's a motorcycle, will it be a bicycle next time?"
Caesar looked at Lu Mingfei, somewhat confused.
"What party? I just wanted to ask if you wanted to go for a drive and have a few drinks."
liquor!
What else is there to say!
Lu Mingfei immediately gave a thumbs up.
"I, Lu, never fall behind when it comes to drinking. Where do I drink?"
Caesar glanced at him.
That look seemed to say, "You dare to be so arrogant right after coming out of the principal's office."
After all, it was his hearing; even without using words of power, he could clearly hear the sounds they made inside.
But he didn't say anything.
He simply tossed the helmet to Lu Mingfei, the movement clean and efficient.
"Get in the car."
Lu Mingfei took the helmet with practiced ease.
He climbed onto the back seat, but before he could even find a place to sit, the motorcycle roared to life.
The engine vibrations are transmitted directly from the seat to the spine.
Like a wild beast growling in its chest.
Caesar twisted the throttle.
The Harley-Davidson sped off like a wild beast released from its cage.
Lu Mingfei almost lost his balance! Well, losing his balance is impossible.
In fact, the generals in Twisted Three Kingdoms all have superhuman balance abilities. They can fight while standing on horseback, which is quite abstract.
To be honest, right now you could make him stand on one leg on Caesar's head and he could stand still.
Of course, he wouldn't do that.
The night road now unfolded beneath their feet.
Streetlights swept overhead, their beams cutting through their shadows like blades.
They sped along the riverbank at night, the water shimmering like scattered silver under the moonlight.
Occasionally, birds would be startled from the roadside and flutter away into the night.
Lu Mingfei couldn't help but speak.
"Are you in a bad mood? You just beat the Academy Star not long ago?"
That's what makes Caesar so amazing. Normally, in this kind of noisy environment, he would have to shout like in a teen drama to make the other person hear him.
But Caesar's words are clear to the other party as long as he speaks normally.
Why do this?
The question was why Lu Ming insisted on throwing him out. After looking at the tattered stage again, Caesar could tell what had happened even without Nuonuo's profile.
So he asked Lu Mingfei this question.
At this moment, he suddenly accelerated as if Lu Mingfei was about to die together with the other party if he didn't give a good answer.
Of course, he would never do that. In his eyes, Lu Mingfei was not the kind of person who would humiliate him like that, so he asked out of curiosity.
"This is a necessary sacrifice; you are indispensable."
Lu Mingfei gave a calm reply.
"This is military strategy."
Caesar remained silent; he had not yet finished reading Sun Tzu's Art of War.
But since Lu Mingfei said so, it must be a very powerful military strategy. I see, he couldn't help but feel relieved.
However, it is indeed a very powerful military strategy.
That military strategy consisted of only sixteen characters, yet it possessed a power as profound as the Way of Heaven.
A victorious army is bound to be arrogant; an arrogant army is bound to be defeated; a defeated army is bound to be dejected; and a dejected army is bound to be victorious.
Angers has won many consecutive victories and has become an arrogant force, that's true. But he has also been driven to the brink of defeat by Lu Mingfei and is now a desperate force, that's also true.
That's why Lu Mingfei could never catch up with him.
But at that time, there was still a desperate force on the field—Caesar.
Bro was forced to stand on the stage and watch the entire battle because his heavy golden armor made it difficult for him to move.
His inability to act has turned him into a desperate army, and a desperate army is bound to win.
Therefore, it was inevitable that Caesar would become the ultimate winner.
Of course, it's fortunate that Lu Mingfei didn't give Caesar that explanation, otherwise Caesar would probably just think that he dared to make fun of him.
They were now cruising along, speeding past the school bridge that had been swallowed by the night.
We arrived at Lu Mingfei's place, a place he rarely strolled around the school but was very familiar with.
It was a brightly lit building, with a soft, golden light at the entrance, as if it had burned a hole in the night.
Anbo Pavilion.
The Ambition Pavilion felt like another world inside.
The air was filled with the scents of wood and wine, and the lights reflected off the glass, creating shimmering golden fragments, as if this place itself belonged to some kind of celebration.
Even more impressive is the wine.
A mountain of wine.
It's not a description.
It really is piled up like a mountain.
The boxes were stacked neatly one by one.
The bottle reflects the light, like a series of small mirrors.
The entire wall is dedicated to Lu Mingfei's favorite wine as its base.
The rest of the items were other liquors: whiskey, vodka, rum, brandy, red wine, champagne... various brands, vintages, and colors of liquor were arranged in a pattern on top.
—Caesar.
Even when this person with chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) gives something to someone else, it will only have a very strong personal style.
Of course, Lu Mingfei clearly never cared about this; on the contrary, he loved Caesar to death.
The two sat on a sofa deep inside the Anbo Pavilion.
The table was soon covered with bottles and cups.
The wine was poured into the glass with a very soft sound.
The sound was like a ritual.
Lu Mingfei drank heavily.
They drink like they're from a water dispenser.
As for Caesar, he was not fast.
Because drinking with Lu Mingfei makes it easy to get carried away.
Then, without realizing it, he drank so much that it ended up under the table.
But today is a little different, at least quite different from Caesar's usual sunny, cheerful, and somewhat delusional self.
Today, Caesar sat upright on the sofa, his expression calm.
But there was a hint of something I wanted to say in that calmness.
Although Lu Mingfei was sometimes a bit slow on the uptake, he was always very sensitive to the feeling that something was about to go wrong.
It can be said that this inspiration was forged through years of battling against fate.
So he put down the cup, turned his head, and looked at Caesar very seriously.
"What do you need?"
Caesar did not answer immediately.
He looked at the wine in his glass as if he were looking at a mirror that reflected his own face.
After a while, he slammed the cup down like a hammer, making a clanging sound.
He raised his eyes and looked at Lu Mingfei; his blue eyes looked like ice under the light.
"Lu Mingfei, I need you to keep your promise now."
Lu Mingfei remained silent.
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