Dragon 2: Pupil of the Mourner

"The emperor is not anxious ah ......," Lu Mingfei muttered in his heart.

　　The bill came, Zhao Menghua pulled out a few bills from his wallet and threw them into the tray, thought about drawing one back, and pointed at Lu Mingfei, "This man's bill he bought himself! It's none of my business!"

　　"If you buy it yourself, you buy it yourself." Lu Mingfei was not afraid of this, but instead, he was proud of it.

　　The student card of Cassell College is also an American Express credit card with a credit limit of 100,000 dollars! Although he is poor, he can use the credit card to ask the Bank of America to borrow! Lu Mingfei did not want to touch the student card, the card nicknamed "black card" is a pure black frosted surface, stamped with sterling silver "half-rotten world tree" school emblem. The black card was handed to the waiter with two fingers in the posture of an emperor giving a tip.

　　"No library card ......" said the waitress, a young girl, timidly.

　　Lu Mingfei is full of black lines, "Go get the POS machine to ...... I'll show you how to get it ......"

　　Some people drew a cold breath, the back of the black card has a "Citi Bank" and "American Express" double logo. The people of Servalan High School are proud to have seen the world and know what the concept of the "American Express" black card is, the top black card is no overdraft limit, called "Centurion", only a very few credit cards are allowed to be printed in solid black.

　　The waiter quickly brought the POS machine, Lu Mingfei looked askance at the posture of the group to enter the password, hand in the heart of the pen waiting for the single out to sign.

　　"Fake, it was rejected." The waiter said in his native language, that it sounded like "tragedy".

　　Tragic, the POS machine showed the words "payment rejected".

　　Lu Mingfei, in a cold sweat, scratched his black card, a symbol of his unparalleled "S" status that never left his body, on the POS machine, and was prompted again and again by the rejection, as if the powerful organization in North America had abandoned him.

　　I don't know who led the laugh, the room of sneers rose.

　　"Just pay cash." Someone said faintly.

　　The door opened and the air flowed, like unsealing the clay seal of a clay pot and letting the slightly cool breeze through. The boy who came in put a few large bills in the black wallet with the bill inserted and handed them back to the waiter, "No need to look for them."

　　The "no need to find" is a kind of beaten word only class enemies can say, according to hear the people should put up the middle finger, but this boy said the natural washout, without a trace of smoke, not to show off what. No one noticed how he suddenly came in, no movement at all. He was all washed white jeans with a white T-shirt, with huge sunglasses, showing half of his face ho expressionless.

　　This kind of goods look full of the street, there was nothing unusual, but Liu Miao Miao suddenly stood up and looked straight at the boy with a tense look.

　Lu Mingfei also stood up violently, looking nervous. But his nervousness and Liu Miao Miao's nervousness are not the same things, he subconsciously thought that something was wrong, otherwise, how could these guys who were mixed with human dragons in the summer suddenly come to his door? And he knew all too well why this guy was carrying that tennis bag, he had to be careful when he showed up with anything long because several times it had been proven that this guy was bound to pull a knife out of it.