Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator

Fujiwara, who was rushing all the way, successfully arrived at the central command post he had set up at a speed beyond ordinary people. As soon as he entered the door, his steps suddenly froze, and his face was filled with deep shock.

"To the end" an incredible voice sounded.

The lights were bright, and Fujiwara looked down at the "bodies" lying scattered on the ground of the headquarters - those were the "masterpieces" left by Lu Mingfei.

"How many enemies are here?" Fujiwara frowned and speculated while suppressing his shock.

He was confident that his speed was definitely not slow, so the time from when he discovered something was wrong to when he rushed to the scene was definitely no more than 20 seconds!

In such a short period of time, not a single person was left alive?

How many times the difference in firepower suppression and numerical suppression was needed to create the current situation?

"Where are the people?" Furious, Fujiwara shouted in a low voice, "Where have the people gone?"

If there are so many enemies, why can't even a shadow be seen?

Can it still disappear out of thin air?

Suddenly, a squeaking sound came from behind the big screen.

Fujiwara glanced warily, pulled the trigger with a click, and strode over.

Suddenly, the intercom on Fujiwara's waist made an incomprehensible sound,

"Boss! Report to boss! Someone brought the girl out from the room on the second floor!"

After a slight pause, he exclaimed impatiently, "It's not like you arranged it. There are already brothers blocking it! Should we shoot directly?"

Someone brought Su Xiaoqiang out from the second floor? How could it be possible that he still had personnel on guard in front of everyone?

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, but he didn't bother to ponder the reasons. Fujiwara frowned and asked urgently, "How many people are there across the way?"

"Two or two, including the hostage." After a moment of silence, an uncertain answer came from the intercom. They also couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

There was actually such a masked guy who ran out of that room with the hostages without anyone noticing.

Is it haunted?

"How much?" Fujiwara couldn't help but widen his eyes. He couldn't believe what he heard and suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

"Two people!" The younger brother on the opposite side had no choice but to emphasize again, with a bit of bitterness in his words, "You can't be wrong, boss, are the brothers watching? Just two people, including the hostages."

"I don't know how he got in, but there was indeed no movement in the room. The three brothers inside have probably been killed." This boy was afraid that his boss would blame his group for not being vigilant, so he subconsciously looked for He made an excuse, "If he didn't take the initiative to come out, the brothers really wouldn't be able to find out."

Fujiwara didn't answer a word, because after he walked to the big screen, he looked down and saw the dark remains of the walkie-talkie under the window sill, and he was stunned.

How the other party sneaked into the second floor to rescue the hostages, Fujiwara had a vague guess in his heart.

Fujiwara stuck his head out and looked up and down at the wall with no concave and convex points for climbing, his keen eyes focused on the yellow bullet casings on the ground and the faint footprints left on the second floor window sill.

His hands suddenly clenched, his expression extremely ugly, and there were only four words left in Fujiwara's mind - "Sound in the east and attack in the west, and divert the tiger away from the mountain!"

If Fujiwara still can't understand what's happening before him, then he has really lived for so many years in vain!

The sound of messy footsteps sounded, accompanied by the sound of breathing after strenuous exercise.

"Boss Fujiwara!" A vigilant shout came from the door, it was the guard from the third floor running towards him, "Where are the police? Huh? Why are everyone here unconscious? Wake up! Hey! Wake up!"

Bang bang!

Suddenly, two gunshots were heard over the intercom.

"Boss! What should we do?" Anxious questions came from the intercom at the same time, "The man is here in the corridor. He seems to be running out. The brothers were shot twice as soon as they showed up and almost missed their heads."

He said worriedly, "There is a blockage, but the hostages are in his hands. The brothers don't dare to shoot, let alone rush up."

Fujiwara didn't answer, his face was cold. The only thing he was glad about now was that he didn't bring the guards on the first floor up, otherwise he would have fallen into the opponent's trick.

But there is one fact that Fujiwara simply cannot accept. Just now, the most important hostage in his hands was rescued!

Upstairs and downstairs, he was surrounded by fifty people armed with live ammunition.

And they haven't even met each other in person!

"Do you really think of me as your back garden?"

His face turned red with anger, Fujiwara couldn't help but grit his teeth!

Arrogant! Really, too arrogant!

With uncontrollable anger rising in his chest, Fujiwara smashed the screen behind him with his kick, no longer thinking about hiding his mixed-race identity.

The golden light in his eyes was blazing, and he looked around at the younger brothers present, which was shocking to the soul.

People can't help but wonder, why does it feel like Boss Fujiwara suddenly turned into a man-eating beast?

"What are we still doing here? We've been fooled! Everyone, every one of us, has been fucking fooled!"

He yelled loudly, picked up the walkie-talkie and gave orders to the guards on the first floor.

"Everyone on the first floor is here! Block all escape routes indoors and outdoors! Also, remember, don't hurt the hostages!"

"As for you?" Fujiwara looked at the crowd in front of him and felt like he couldn't help but feel angry. "Why don't you go back quickly? What are you doing here, waiting to take bullets?"

no? A group of people looked at each other with guns in hand. They didn't dare to say something in their hearts. Didn't you, Boss Fujiwara, ask us to come up?

boom! Bullets fell at everyone's feet!

"Move quickly! If those two people run away, you! You will die!" Pungent white gunpowder smoke rose from the muzzle, but it could not cover the killing intent in Fujiwara's eyes, and the dazzling golden light fell nakedly on it. It's terrifying in everyone's field of vision.

"Yes!" Their whole bodies froze, and they shouted in response, rushing downstairs.

"Quick, quick, quick!! Don't block the road!"

"Let's see how you are going to run away this time!!"

Fujiwara growled through gritted teeth and followed.

Making noises in the east and attacking in the west? Tune the tiger away from the mountain?

It's a pity, it failed, it's useless!

Under the absolute suppression of power, whoever comes will be unable to fly!

The external escape hatch has been blocked, hot incandescent lights shine down from the third floor, and footsteps can be heard in the long dark stairs.

With a click, the two heavy machine guns placed in the center of the first floor landed directly at two different crossings.

Tap! Tap! Footsteps echoed.

Close! Closer!

The guards on the first floor couldn't help but purse their lips, being extra vigilant.

They didn't know what happened, but they also knew that the general headquarters on the fourth floor had probably been taken over by the enemy, and the lives and deaths of the people inside were unknown.

Even with the firearms in their hands, they would not carelessly think that the opposite party showed up to everyone so arrogantly because he was a psychopath.

Isn't it the confidence that people have in themselves or in the organization behind them that makes them fearless?

With a bang, a figure emerged.

Submachine guns and heavy machine guns faced each other. The two groups of people who rejoined looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

"Where's Renren?"

tread! Heavy footsteps sounded on the other side.

With a thrill all over their bodies, they all pointed the muzzles of their guns at the other side, touched the triggers, and stood ready.

But he saw Fujiwara stepping out of the shadows with an ugly face, looking around at everyone displeased,

"Why are you pointing at me? Where are the people?"

Fujiwara noticed the embarrassed looks on their faces, and instantly understood in his heart that he hadn't caught it!

"Is it possible to grow wings and fly?"

"This" came a low response from the crowd, but it got louder the next moment.

"Where!"

An exclamation brought everyone's attention to the heights.

The dazzling light made everyone squint slightly. When their vision became clear, they saw that the door in a corner of the third floor was gently pushed open.

The kidnappers who were on the first floor and the crowd surrounding them looked at the two figures and understood in an instant.

How could those two people stay obediently in a place destined to be outflanked?

I'm afraid that after the shots were fired so that everyone on the first floor did not dare to move rashly and attracted most of the attention, they moved upwards in an attempt to delay time.

What's more, when Boss Fujiwara led the group of younger brothers down, he might have passed the room where the two men were hiding.

They were fooled again!

The truth became clear when someone discovered the two shadows, but at the same time, the cry of the enemy was also implicated in a series of out-of-control gunshots.

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

The muzzle of the gun was filled with flames, and clusters of bullets were like threads, shooting diagonally from the first floor to the third floor.

A tinkling sound resounded.

But in the corridor where the bullet almost caught up, a strange figure flashed away.

The windbreaker disappeared into the darkness. It was the same style worn by the unconscious Su Xiaoqiang.

Fujiwara stared at the backs of the two people with an ugly expression, and noticed the bright red color flashing in the air due to the music. He knew that it was the blood flowing from the wound on Su Xiaoqiang's finger.

"What a wise decision!"

Fujiwara said sarcastically.

After all, if you want to escape from below, you have to take the seriously injured and unconscious hostage and face the offensive of fifty live ammunition.

It would be better to hide on a higher floor and wait for more support.

But could the other party think that he didn't arrange manpower for it?

So, it’s really a “wise” decision!

You evaded once, you hid twice, do you really think you can escape a third time?

Fujiwara gave a sneer, picked up the walkie-talkie, and gave orders confidently,

"Everyone on the fifth, sixth and seventh floors! Move down! Keep the intruders here forever!"

Salsa! Salsa! No one answered.

Fujiwara's face froze. After tasting it over and over again and still getting no response, his expression became increasingly ugly, as if he had swallowed several dead flies!

"Trash! A bunch of trash!"

Fujiwara couldn't help but admit in his heart that this was a reality he couldn't accept.

I'm afraid it's not just the headquarters on the fourth floor, but also everyone on the floors above.

Crack!

Under the horrified gazes of everyone, Fujiwara crushed the walkie-talkie in his hand to pieces!

Fujiwara could barely accept this as a technician with low combat effectiveness. But what happened to the guys on the upper floors who were responsible for combat alerts? Even if he was killed, no news came out at all?

If you say that, is it really not the same person?

call!

Fujiwara sighed heavily and suppressed the anger that was aroused again and again, but the killing intent in his eyes became brighter and brighter!

"Okay! Okay! Okay! It's great! Everyone else is using this place as their back garden to wander around, one by one, and not even a word has been spread???"

The unpleasant words scared everyone with guns and looked at each other, but they did not dare to speak. Fujiwara reluctantly gave up the plan of outflanking again in his heart, turned around and ordered to the people gathered here,

"Everyone on the first floor, please pay attention! From now on, no movement is allowed without my order."

"You should continue to be vigilant on the third floor indoors, and also pay attention to the windows outside. Whether you find the shadows of those two people or the other party's reinforcements are coming, you must notify me in time."

Fujiwara took the walkie-talkie of a neighbor and put it in his arms. He noticed the people who were slightly flustered by the word "reinforcement" and scolded,

"Everyone feels relieved! As long as the hostages are in this building, no one will dare to do anything to us even if all the city's troops are mobilized to our place."

"And now?" Fujiwara snorted disdainfully, "They can't run away with a comatose bottle!"

They hold the emperor hostage to order the princes, and the initiative still lies with them!

Fujiwara hooked his hand towards the other people and ordered in an orderly manner,

"Those on the third floor, follow me in a moment. Divide into three teams."

"Remember, we still have absolute fire suppression. No matter it's an intruder or a hostage," Fujiwara's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, "I'll attack you all!"

As long as the hostages can't be killed.

At this point, Fujiwara didn't care what would happen to Su Xiaoqiang. It was enough to keep her life as a bargaining chip.

The top priority is to kill those guys and get the hostages back! ! !

Fujiwara has already acquiesced that there is more than one person on the other side, and they are all hidden in the upper floors where they can no longer be contacted.

But what if we only dealt with those ninjas and goons? Those people only have half of their combat power at best.

These younger brothers account for at least 45% of all combat power!

After all, in battles between nations, no one can ignore the power of firearms!

With so many people here, shooting together, let alone the people, the tanks will be scrapped for you!

However, I still need to contact Aso soon and tell her to act quickly and be ready to evacuate at any time. The police have already targeted them, and the longer time passes, the more reinforcements will come.

In line with the principle of acting cautiously, Fujiwara made a concession in his heart without expression.

As she wished, they were going to move overseas with Su Xiaoqiang.

Without mentioning the potential danger, so as not to shake the morale of the army, Fujiwara stepped on a younger brother and continued to use his strength to climb to the third floor before everyone else.

Fujiwara landed with ease and clenched his fists. The anger of having been teased continuously since just now and his subordinates losing one after another completely exploded after arranging everything.

Whispering dragon language in his mouth, Yan Ling's power rose up from his body bit by bit, and with just one punch, he left a big hole in the wall.

"Haha! Do you really think that everything will be fine after rescuing the hostages?"

Touching the deep purple injection in his arms, his golden eyes were hot. Fujiwara smiled fiercely and said to himself very confidently,

"It's just a few people. As long as I'm here, every one of them must stay here!"

Because the remaining 50% of the combat power of this group of people! It's all on him alone!

Not to mention the trump card given by the adults, which is enough to increase his power to unprecedented heights!