Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

The Kansai branch's caution was not unreasonable, but even though they had already heightened their vigilance, they did not expect that the fierce ghosts would have back-ups.

The gunmen just now were just consumables in the Wang General's laboratory. The real demons pretended to be real cannon fodder. They took the opportunity to drink the evolution medicine while squatting with their heads in their hands. After the people from the Kansai branch fell into the trap, they completely transformed into evil ghosts and launched a suicide attack. attack.

In the gun battle just now, no one of the elite members of the Kansai branch was shot to death. Only a few unlucky ones were slightly injured. But at this time, facing the "facehuggers" and "alien", they appeared in the blink of an eye. suffered serious damage.

These ferocious ghosts are very thieves. Most of their attacks are aimed at the lower third road and vulnerable parts without protection. They even cut off two arms holding guns by deliberate calculation or unintentional. Moreover, they also deliberately use snakes to Qi Bajia. Law enforcement officers' bodies should be protected against bullets that may be fired.

The body armor that could withstand bullets could not stop the devil's sharp claws. The cold claw tips pierced through the clothes and penetrated into the steel plate on the law enforcement officer's chest without any lag.

The ferocious ghosts who fully thought that the killing feast was about to officially begin were stunned. Before the look of astonishment on the ferocious ghost's face dissipated, the heart had already been pierced by an explosive bullet filled with mercury.

"Idiots, you don't really think you are the only ones who are prepared, do you?" The law enforcement officer who was almost pierced through the chest smiled scornfully, kicked away the inhuman ghost in front of him, and then raised his hand to blast a flying one. The "facehugger" was killing the fierce ghosts with a knife and a pistol.

The Snake Qiba Family had long known that the Fierce Ghosts had medicines that could forcibly purify their bloodline, so they specially equipped law enforcement officers with mercury bullets that could cause damage to pure-blood dragons.

The effect was amazing, and the fierce ghosts disappeared with a "ah" sound.

Seeing this one-sided battle, Lu Mingfei fell into silence.

He kind of understood why the fierce ghosts didn't use Yan Ling anymore. It turned out that making amends with bullets might not necessarily make them weaker than Yan Ling.

Looking at the gun that was constantly spitting out flames and shooting bullets, Lu Mingfei felt a little jealous and wanted to.

Although the Wind Eagle Crossbow is cool, firearms are also an indispensable romance for men.

Next to them, Chu Zihang and Caesar both looked thoughtful, but they also had the idea of ​​getting some guns and ammunition. After all, now they can't transform and use the word spirit as they like, and Leng Weapon will face them next. It seems a bit too useless in the battle.

The three of them watched silently as the elite members of the Kansai branch killed all the fierce ghosts, and forcibly warned the gangsters who failed to escape in time to clean up the scene.

Among them, a team leader from the Kansai branch pulled over three motorcycles in the middle of the convoy, but found no one nearby who could fit in. His eyes couldn't help but scan the bushes on both sides of the road, as if he was looking for someone to escape. Mark of.

Lu Mingfei and the other three were not afraid at all when they noticed each other's glances. They had already taken off their helmets just now to prevent the reflection of the visor from being exposed. At this time, they could just stay there like a wooden man and not move.

But after all, the team leader had just been attacked by a group of fierce ghosts, and he didn't want to let go of the slightest threat. He held a gun and walked towards the place where Lu Mingfei and the others were hiding.

But he had just walked halfway when the other team leader shouted for him to come over, saying that he had found the trace of the young master.

Yuan Zhisheng's safety was undoubtedly more important than the cannon fodder who managed to escape, so he stopped paying attention to the insignificant little characters.

Seeing him leaving, Lu Mingfei and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief. Although after being discovered, they could have disguised themselves as rebellious teenagers with their extremely young looks, but after all, the language barrier made it easy for them to reveal their secrets when questioned one by one.

Pointing to a few people who were whispering in the distance, Lu Mingfei winked at Caesar and signaled him to send Kamitachi to eavesdrop on the situation and see where Eriki's brother was hiding.

However, Caesar had a look of pain on his face. He could eavesdrop, but he couldn't understand Japanese at all. The current situation did not allow for simultaneous translation, so releasing Kamitachi would be a waste of effort.

Of course, having said that, he still sent Kamitachi, who had been wandering near the battlefield, to the Kansai branch leader, thinking of writing down some key words.

Lu Mingfei was not idle either. He squatted on the ground and moved forward cautiously, trying to capture the conversation between the team leaders with his enhanced hearing.

The sound of the friction between the soles of shoes and the grass was masked by the sound of cleaning debris on the road, and no one noticed his approach.

Unfortunately, the conversation ended too quickly and he didn't get to hear much useful information.

"The young master did not show up. His retainer Yasha is heading to the Chivalry Association's stronghold. It seems that he is planning to use him as an information relay station."

"He doesn't trust us?"

"After all, I just suffered a betrayal, and the young master seems to have been seriously injured. He is probably afraid that if he is exposed, the fierce ghosts will come to him first."

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and bring the young master back!"

After the conversation ended, the Kansai branch left a car to guard the cannon fodder, and the rest rushed to Osaka Prefecture, preparing to welcome the young master who had run away from home back to his loyal Sheqi Hachi family.

Lu Mingfei blinked and thought as he walked back. Listening to their conversation, it seemed that the Fierce Ghosts did not fully control Osaka, and there were still some gangs who were loyal to the Sheqi Eight Families.

The most critical information is that Eriki's brother has just suffered a betrayal, which has caused him to have no trust in the people of the Snake Qihachi family. He would rather hide in the territory controlled by the fierce ghosts with his seriously injured body than to Willing to seek help from gangs loyal to the family.

No wonder he didn't look for Eri immediately after returning home. It turned out that he was stabbed in the back by an old guy in the family.

"She Qiba family, you deserve to die!"

At this time, countless stories about betrayal and revenge emerged in Lu Mingfei's mind, and the image of Yuan Zhisheng in his eyes became a simple and ignorant college student with clear and stupid eyes.

For Eriyi's sake, let Lao Xiatou give him extra lessons in the future. He is such a big man and cannot be as naive as a child, without any defense against others.

Thinking like this, he had already wandered to Chu Zihang's side, pointed at the members of the Kansai branch who were still directing the cannon fodder to clean up the scene, and whispered: "Brother, how about we go to put on a show?"

With that said, he leaned close to Chu Zihang's ear and whispered all of his script. After hearing this, Chu Zihang was silent for a long time and pulled Caesar over who was silently reciting key words.

Caesar's memory was suddenly interrupted: (゜-゜)

Lu Mingfei with a weird smile: ()

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"Hurry up, don't wait too long!" The members of the Kansai branch who were left to guard the cannon fodder looked helpless with their guns in hand. There were too many of these idiots, and it was too laborious to tie them up one by one, so they were asked to tie each other up. The other party was tied up.

As a result, this group of people seemed to be frightened by the corpses lying on the ground. Their movements were trembling as if they had Parkinson's disease, and they could get their fingers tangled in them even if they tied a knot.

Just when they were impatiently wondering if they could kill them all in one go, a slightly panicked cry for help suddenly sounded not far away:

"Help! Please!"

Everyone looked towards the direction of the source of the sound, and saw a blond and blue-eyed foreign boy walking out of the lush bushes. He looked a little embarrassed, his body was dusty and dirty, and his clothes had several obvious damages. There was also a blood stain on his face.

There was a thin black-haired boy standing next to him, his head hung down as if he had passed out, and there was faint blood oozing out of his arms hanging limply by his side.

The blond boy who shouted for help was shocked at first when he saw the corpse on the highway and the many prisoners squatting on the ground. His body was visibly trembling, and his face had a look of horror as if he had just stepped out of a tiger's den and into a wolf's den.

But soon he saw the members of the Kansai branch wearing special operations uniforms and holding guns in their hands. The horror on their faces quickly turned into ecstasy, and he walked towards them shouting loudly:

"Hey help, my brother is die, Please (Help, my brother is dying, please save him)!"

"Are you Japanese police? We were attacked by wild deer (Are you Japanese police? We were attacked by wild deer)!"

Many people in the Kansai branch had studied abroad at Kassel College, and their English proficiency was not so bad that it smelled like plastic, so they could understand what this injured young foreigner was saying.

But they were not deceived by each other's words. Instead, they raised their guns and aimed at the blond boy, and replied in the same standard English: "Hey, hey, hey, stop!"

There was loud gunfire here just now, and countless magazines were emptied. Normal people would stay away as much as possible instead of running here for help.

But then I thought about it, the blond boy was speaking American English. In that country that is a mess, emptying the magazine is indeed the most basic requirement of the social environment for every policeman. If the rate of fire is slow, it is easy to face the problem of hospitals and crematoriums. Tough choice to choose one.

Moreover, many foreign tourists have come to Japan recently. This is the junction of Osaka and Nara, and there are indeed bad-tempered wild deer.

Those arrogant ones live in groups. If you accidentally anger them when you encounter them alone, your life may be in danger.

"Stop! Kid, do you hear me? I told you to stop!" The leader of the Kansai branch shouted loudly, but the blond foreigner looked too frightened and could not keep calm. His face was stained by dust and blood. It was full of anxiety and panic, and he still supported the black-haired boy and staggered toward them:

"Save my brother, please, he was knocked around by those wild deer and several bones were broken. He is about to die!"

Seemingly sensing that these "policemen" were unwilling to help, the blond boy's pleading tone was a bit tougher and more domineering, like the kind of aristocratic young master who resists color discrimination and does not offend the self-esteem of the untouchables:

"Hey, our father is very rich. He is the boss of a multinational company. He has cooperated with you in various countries in Asia, Europe and the United States. This time he came to Japan specifically to discuss cooperation. Do you want to be the sinner of Japan's economic regression by being indifferent? ?”

After hearing this, everyone in the Kansai branch glanced at the two teenagers and found that the workmanship and materials were indeed at the level of internationally renowned high-end clothing, and that the blond boy still had a look of pride in his eyes even though he was in such a state of embarrassment.

One look and you can tell that in the future there will be another capitalist who should be hanged from a street lamp.

Foreigners are keen on seeking death, so it's not surprising that they would end up like this. Moreover, even if they really have evil intentions, they can only hide them away from two defenseless teenagers.

The two men put away their guns and turned around to continue urging. The law enforcement officer who had just spoken to him and another companion lowered the muzzles of their guns and walked towards the blond boy: "Put your brother down first, your jolting like this will easily worsen his injuries. ”

The blond boy's face lit up with joy when he heard this, and he hurriedly put his brother down, but he seemed to have lost his strength due to the long run. There was a round bullet casing under the foot that happened to step out, and he was not aware of the imbalance of his body and was about to faint. The younger brother threw him out directly.

"Hey brother!"

Caesar yelled and reached out to grab his younger brother who was thrown out. The law enforcement officer from the Kansai branch subconsciously took two steps forward to catch the bruised boy who was about to land on his face.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the angry black-haired boy suddenly shot up like a spring that was pressed to the extreme, and rushed in front of them at a speed that could leave an afterimage.

The two kind-hearted people came forward to help him, and their slightly bent posture exposed the most fatal part.

Lu Mingfei stretched out his fists and hit the two law enforcement officers on the sternums hard.

The terrifying force poured down, and the blood vessels, trachea, esophagus and nerves below the suprasternal fossa were violently impacted. The battle-hardened warrior was suffocated and stiff for a moment.

And just at this moment of opportunity, Lu Mingfei closed his fist and turned his palm to push straight forward. The metacarpal bones wrapped in tough flesh gently hit the two law enforcement officers' chins, sending them to a painless sleep.

Black Dragon's Eighteen Hands and Single Palm Pushing the Monument. Because the law enforcement officer was wearing a bulletproof vest and it was difficult to hit the abdomen and push the chest, so he found another way and adopted a more dangerous position.

In fact, he was already merciful, otherwise he could have smashed their throats with a heavy punch just now, guaranteed to die, even if they were hybrids, it would not be easy.

And at the moment when Lu Mingfei broke out and hurt someone, Chu Zihang, who was hiding in the bushes, suddenly stood up, with the long bow in his hand stretched into a full moon.

With a "bang" sound, the arrow ripped through the air and roared across the night sky, like a black thunder hitting the two law enforcement officers with their backs turned.

Sensing that the danger was approaching, the elite members of the Kansai branch did not hesitate at all. They realized that the whistling was too fast and could not turn around to stop it. They rolled directly in the opposite direction to avoid the arrows, and then raised their guns to empty the bullets.

But just when they were about to pull the trigger, the air around them suddenly began to flicker, as if there were transparent and invisible creatures spinning crazily around them.

The gentle breeze blowing on the road suddenly turned into a fast-moving gust of wind. Two pairs of golden eyes suddenly lit up. The remaining law enforcement officers discovered that the transparent and sharp shadows turned out to be fragments of air that were rotating at extremely fast speeds. Their speed was comparable to flying. Bullets on the way.

"Bang bang bang——"

There were several sharp explosions, and just as they were about to pull the trigger to launch a counterattack, they found that the firearms in their hands were shattered by extremely sharp air fragments. The fragments scratched their skin, and their blood was swept away by the airflow uncontrollably.

A law enforcement officer widened his eyes: "Is this a vampire scythe?"

"Bingo~" Caesar suddenly appeared behind the two of them and nodded, his eyes full of approval: "But there is no prize."

As he said that, he reached out to hold down their heads, and imitated Lu Mingfei's technique of splitting their heads with a strong hand.

Excluding the exaggerated performances, it took five seconds to deal with the four elites of the Snake Qiba Family, which was a terrifying speed.

As all the cannon fodder looked at gods, Lu Mingfei and Caesar high-fived vigorously:

"Well done."

"Great acting!"

After a simple celebration, the three of them happily started to pick up the unclaimed guns and ammunition all over the ground. During this period, the cannon fodder gangsters wanted to take the opportunity to escape. As a result, Caesar raised his gun and hit them with a bullet at their feet. Their actions showed that the three of them also Not a good person.

Just when Lu Mingfei had picked up the weapon and was about to take off his body armor, an inexplicable sense of déjà vu suddenly came to his mind: "Hey, why have I heard a similar scene somewhere?"

He remembered that Old Xia Tou had said that his knight's belt seemed to have been ripped off from someone else, and that the other party, like the law enforcer in front of him, was forced to acquiesce to his rude behavior.

"It's broken, I've become an old man!"