Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

The familiar private restaurant in the city center, although it was only a week since he last came, Lu Mingfei felt like half a year had passed. It was really because he was entangled in trivial matters during this trip to Japan, especially the script of old Xiatou, which made him feel like he was living a year.

Although the trip to Tokyo ended early, the private restaurant did not make any mistakes and happily reimbursed all the travel expenses. The boss even generously promised to pay for the consumption tonight.

It was still the familiar box and the familiar menu, but there were two more people than in the past.

Eri sat next to Xia Di. The two adults were talking about something incomprehensible. She and Lu Mingfei took the menu and looked at it carefully. The carefully photographed food pictures on it made her swallow her saliva repeatedly. She pointed to several dishes with excellent appearance and asked Lu Mingfei to order for her.

Sitting opposite them were Chu Zihang with an expressionless face and Xia Mi with a look of despair.

The former didn't have any requirements for food, and believed that his junior brother would help him order dishes that suit his taste. The latter had just had a meal in Beijing. Although she didn't eat to her heart's content for her image, she paid for the meal herself as a thank you gift for the two humans taking care of her brother, so she ordered a lot and ate a lot, and was about 80% full.

If she ate more, she would have to go to the toilet to change her body to speed up digestion.

"What's wrong?" Chu Zihang asked softly when he saw that Xia Mi looked worried.

Just now, Master Xia didn't hide anything and took them back from Beijing. Xia Mi confessed that she was also a mixed-blood, and kept asking them what they did in Japan to make such a big fuss.

She asked, but she didn't allow Lu Mingfei to brag about himself, and only let Chu Zihang talk.

With his eloquence, he might be able to write a poem with a flood of thoughts and a lotus flower in his pen when writing an exam essay, but it was somewhat difficult for him to express it with emotion. He only used the most concise words to summarize the cause, process and result of the incident, a running account of no more than 500 words.

After saying that, Xia Mi fell into silence. When she arrived at the hotel, she still looked depressed and worried. He felt that he must have upset her in some way.

"No, I'm just struggling with where to spend the night tonight." Xia Mi glanced at the frozen wood next to her. In some ways, this foster brother is just like her real brother, with no vision at all.

You can't let her say that she is too full and doesn't want to sit here and watch others eat, right?

After hearing this, Chu Zihang didn't want to just come to his house. Not only does he have a two-meter-long bed, but he can also enjoy the sleeping service of Ms. Su Xiaoyan, the pillar of the former city dance troupe, and the reward he needs to pay is just to be hugged in his arms as a pillow.

After thinking about it, he finally didn't raise any extra opinions: "Don't worry, Uncle Xia will arrange it."

Chu Tianjiao, who had been peeking out of the corner of his eye, saw that there was no news, so he decisively withdrew his gaze and stopped talking nonsense with Xia Di, and said straight to the point: "Old Xia, tell me the truth, what earth-shaking things did you and Zihang do in Japan?"

Anyway, he couldn't hide the fact that he was recruited by the Dragon Group, and he was too lazy to cover it up, so he directly asked about the news he had learned through the Dragon Group channels during this period and the problems that arose.

Xia Di told the truth, beautified the details, and defined what he did as a great and glorious good thing.

No matter whether Chu Tianjiao believed it or not, he believed it anyway.

"The Dragon Group's special consultants are like this. You non-staff members just need to obey the orders of your superiors, devote yourself to the action, and execute the orders.

And I need to consider a lot of things, such as whether the fat man and the little boy should be planted in Jerusalem or Washington, whether the next financial crisis in New York will affect my overseas layout, who should be targeted to prevent countless people's childhood from turning into shadows, and whether to watch the fireworks in Japan tonight from the bottom or from the side..."

Xia Di had a sad face. As a big shot, he had to make many important decisions by himself. The useless uncle next to him could not understand his troubles at all.

Chu Tianjiao was full of black lines when he heard this. Although he had not had much contact with the outside world recently and was relatively closed to information, he did not believe Xia Di's nonsense.

As he thought about it, he saw Lu Mingfei pick up the remote control and turn on the TV in the box. It happened to be the international channel, and an urgent news broadcast was playing on it:

"At 19:30 Beijing time, the Japanese Prime Minister's residence and the Imperial Palace were bombarded by unknown persons..."

Looking at the video clips sent back by the reporters in front, it is not known whether it is the Prime Minister's residence or the Japanese Imperial Palace. The place has been surrounded by yellow lines. It can be seen that a large area of ​​the building has collapsed, and a raging fire has been burning on the ruins. From time to time, there are still deafening explosions after special treatment.

The camera is pulled away, and it can be seen that several places in Tokyo are filled with thick smoke, and it is unknown who did it.

After the urgent news broadcast ended, the experts and hosts on the international channel discussed the matter briefly. They kept saying "well done, let's continue next time" and then continued the unfinished topic:

It is said that in the Middle East, where oil is everywhere and the US military is madly breeding, a group of terrorists wearing robes and headscarves found a big treasure with Doraemon graffiti in the desert. No one knows what it is, but a Chinese Red Cross member who passed by shouted "Fuck, it's original!" when he saw it.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the TV, and they waited until the commercial time came, and then they turned their eyes to the man sitting in the main seat, who taught Eri the correct way to hold chopsticks with a calm face.

"Uncle..." Lu Mingfei looked at him through his clothes and couldn't help swallowing his saliva: "You don't want to start the Third World War, do you?"

"Who made this rumor?" Xia Di didn't even raise his eyelids, holding Eri's hand to correct her finger posture: "Instead of caring about the Third World War, it's better to pay attention to Ragnarok and think about how to slay dragons with conventional and unconventional weapons."

"Then what's going on?" Lu Mingfei pointed at the TV and questioned.

"Coincidence, I accompany you all day to go around, where do I have time to grow mushrooms and set off fireworks." Xia Di shook his head to deny it. Everything was done by others, and his innocence should not be slandered.

What I said to Chu Tianjiao just now was purely fictional. If there is any similarity, it is just coincidence.

Chu Tianjiao didn't say anything, but silently raised Xia Di's danger level in his heart. This guy is a man who is afraid of chaos in the world. He must find the things left by the Black King in this city as soon as possible to prevent Xia Di from using them to cause trouble.

Although he is now an extra-member of the Dragon Group, he has only been here for a few days and does not have much sense of belonging. He is still thinking about letting the secret party handle these major matters.

Lu Mingfei made another note in his mind, ready to accumulate enough questions and let Old Xia reveal all the truth in one breath.

Chu Zihang did not express any opinions. He silently looked at the small desserts on the menu, thinking about which one would suit Xia Mi's taste better. He did not notice that the girl next to him had a strange look in her eyes, as if she had opened the door to a new world.

Despite Xia Di's assurance, Xiao Longnu, who has been strong all her life, still wants to try to survive the Ragnarok by her own efforts. At this time, she is thinking about whether it is more difficult to devour the dragon bone cross of other brothers or steal the atomic bomb...

The box is not big, and there are not many people, but except for Eri, who just wants to eat, everyone else has their own ulterior motives.

The food was served while everyone was chatting casually. Two adults and four children ordered eight dishes, one soup and several desserts.

Chu Zihang's good intentions were not in vain. Xia Mi's ordinary stomach was almost full, but her dessert stomach was still empty, which was just right for these desserts that were homeless after being carefully prepared.

When she looked up at the new red-haired girl opposite her, she found that her eating speed was only faster than hers, and nodded secretly in her heart, as if she had found a companion chosen by heaven for eating.

It's a pity that Eri and Lu Mingfei have a good relationship, and she may not be able to pry them away.

"How about it, I didn't lie to you, the food in China can beat Japan by a Pacific Ocean." Lu Mingfei looked at Eri who was eating, his eyes full of satisfaction, as if the meal was all made by him.

"Oh, so delicious!"

The first meal after returning home ended perfectly with Eri's praise. There was no other arrangement after the meal. Everyone had played outside for a day, and it was time to go back to their own homes and find their own mothers.

Although Chu Zihang didn't contact Chu Tianjiao when he was in Japan, he never forgot to report to his mother Su Xiaoyan that he was safe. Even if he didn't call, he would send text messages.

Knowing that his mother and the aunt of the girlfriends group were traveling in Sanya at this time, and "Dad" was also on a business trip, there was no one at home except the housekeeper Aunt Tong, so he simply asked Chu Tianjiao to drive his proudest Maybach to take him back.

Watching the six-meter-long black car disappear at the end of his sight, Xia Di turned his head and looked at the three little ones behind him, especially the little dragon girl who was staring at him: "What do you mean, are you going home or to my place?"

The snacks and drinks he had stored before were almost all ruined by Xia Mi, but thanks to a hardworking and capable long-legged beautiful girl, she helped him replenish all the supplies.

"I'm afraid of the dark, so I can't live alone!" Xia Mi pretended to be timid and confident, "Come with me to get some clothes first. I've been running around with my stupid brother all day today, and I'm dirty."

So the jeep drove into the old community again, and the roar of the car echoed in the dark and gloomy grove, and finally stopped in front of the old villa covered with ivy.

The cold moonlight passed through the treetops and mixed with the dead leaves on the ground to form mottled old marks, adding a bit of horror to the villa that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

It was the first time that Lu Mingfei came to Xia Mi's house at night. He couldn't help but complain in his heart that if Xiao Xiami moved away in the future, he could consider renting the house as a haunted house. Those directors who specialize in shooting horror movies would definitely like this setting.

And Eri looked out through the car window nervously. Although the atmosphere and the scene were a bit scary, she couldn't help but be curious.

The girl who can live here must be very brave.

Thinking of the little sister who would feel a little oppressive when she looked at him casually, Eri felt that she was much stronger than herself. Perhaps this was the strong will brought by the environment. She hoped that she could become so confident and brave in the future.

Because a little dragon girl was forbidden to help in the villa on the grounds of personal privacy, Xia Di could only stand in front of the villa gate to tease mosquitoes. After waiting for a while, he heard a slightly heavy footsteps coming from the stairs. He looked over and saw a thin little girl dragging a big suitcase and carrying two schoolbags down the first floor.

"What do you call this a few clothes?" Xia Di complained with empty eyes, "In the human world, we generally call this behavior moving."

"I have more clothes, is it okay?!" The little dragon girl groaned and stuffed the box and schoolbag into Xia Di's hands: "You said that you will take care of me in the future, you can't break your promise, Uncle Xia!"

"When did I say that?" Master Xia suspected that the word spirit periodic table was incomplete. There was a taboo word spirit called the Book of Years that was not recorded and was released by Xia Mi just now to tamper with history.

"You said it!" Xia Mi insisted, and then did not give Xia Di a chance to quibble. She pushed him out directly, closed the door and hung a bronze lock that was more symbolic than practical.

Finally, she took a look at the furnishings in the house. They were all old and worn-out items, and many of them were picked up by her after she took over this abandoned villa.

There are many rich people in the city center, and they often throw out the discarded furniture into the garbage dump. Xia Mi occasionally sees something she likes or lacks at home, and she will bring it back, wash it and put it to use again.

Although she is not a dragon who likes new things and dislikes old things, after all, there are too many good things in Xia Di's house, and she doesn't need these old antiques that only have personal commemorative significance to fill the facade.

She has made up her mind that not only tonight, but tomorrow night and every night in the future, she will stay at Uncle Xia's house, so she left them to look after the house.

When I grow up and make a lot of money, I can renovate this place and use it as a secret nest in the future.

Jumping on the spot to turn off the switch, the dilapidated villa that finally lit up was once again hidden in the endless darkness. Xiao Longnu walked towards another brighter and warmer light that was lit for her.

"You forgot to turn off your high beam!" Xia Mi quickly caught up with the man carrying large boxes and small bags and easily surpassed him.

"Aren't you afraid that you can't see clearly and get lost at the door of your home?" Xia Di laughed and joked. He still remembered that there was a little fool chasing him to the capital, but he was trapped in the maze of the overpass and couldn't get out, which seriously lowered the average IQ of the Dragon King.

"Shut up!"

Behind him was a silent villa, in front of him was a jeep that had not been turned off and was ready to go at any time, next to him was a bad guy who made her angry in the name of uncle, and two friends who lived together day and night.

Dragons, like humans, were just children who came to this world at the beginning.

Xia Mi remembered that when she just woke up from her deep sleep, she was like a child who knew nothing and tried hard to learn how to act like a human.

She observed human laughter, human sadness, and human emotions, trying to disguise herself as a real human.

But humans have homes, their own houses, and their own families, while she only has herself and a stupid brother who doesn't know when he will wake up.

So she found a large abandoned house in this strange city and decorated it into a barely habitable home.

Although no one would respond to her loud "I'm back" every time she returned to the empty house after school, she still insisted on doing so every day.

And today, the lonely little dragon girl finally waited for the person who could respond to her.

"Ding Di!"

Xia Di pressed the horn twice, as if saying goodbye for someone: "Get ready to go, go home!"