Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

On the day of the Spring Festival, except for Chu Zihang who needed to go home, everyone spent the day in the small villa renovated by Xia Mi.

Under Xia Mi's strong request (mainly Xia Di's threat that she would not give in if she did not agree), the magnificent life of Attila, the Hun king on the courtyard wall was changed into the story of the dragon tamer Xia Mi and the stupid dragon Fenrir, and the shape of the villa was changed from the realistic version of Fenrir to the cartoon version.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, after bidding farewell to Chu Zihang who came to see him off, Xia Di took Lu Mingfei and the other two boarded the plane to New York, USA.

Originally, Nuonuo also wanted to come with her, but her mother had already decided to go to Germany again, so she had no choice but to follow her mother's footsteps.

In the first-class cabin, Xiaolongnu and Xiaowu Nu sat opposite each other, both pressed their faces against the window glass, blinking their big eyes and looking at the misty sky outside the window.

The King of the Earth and Mountains is the monarch who controls the "earth" element. In addition to flapping her wings to fly, Xia Mi can also use other wind-type words to fly, but the earth is her closest companion, so usually she will not choose to leave the ground, and even if she flies, she will not fly too high.

So, this is the first time she has seen the scenery at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

Well, she didn't see it when she rubbed the plane the last few times.

God has mercy on her, she finally doesn't have to rub the cargo hold of the plane anymore.

Thinking of the bad experiences in the past few times, Xia Mi couldn't help but raise her hand and punch Xia Di on the arm.

"What?" Xia Di, who was pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed, was punched inexplicably, and opened his eyes to look at the angry Xiao Longnu.

"I want to hit you, are you satisfied with this reason?!"

"Oh, then go on, use more force."

The uncle and nephew were playing and fighting here, while Lu Mingfei on the opposite side was playing with Eri's hair boredly, his eyes were dull as if his brain was empty.

Speaking of which, he hadn't met that "Old Tang" for a long time.

Previously, because of Xia Di's proxy play, he almost beat the opponent into autism. Later, it was an accidental public screen chat that cleared up the misunderstanding, and Lu Mingfei naturally got Old Tang's contact information. Every time he was eager to fight, he would contact Old Tang and let him go online to be abused.

Under the sparring of a group of top StarCraft players in China, Lu Mingfei is now so strong that the old man surnamed Huang even joked that Lu Mingfei might have to be banned from signing up for StarCraft events in the future, otherwise there would be no chance for others.

As for Old Tang, he knew that Lu Mingfei had a master who was so strong that he was against the sky, so every time he was abused, he thought it was Xia Di's proxy play, and he would never lose to a high school student. But Lu Mingfei didn't expose it, just waiting for the day when he really participated in a world-class competition, and then let Old Tang turn on the TV to see it clearly.

But last month, he suddenly couldn't contact Old Tang. Even if he went online every day to look for him, the familiar ID never lit up.

Fortunately, they exchanged contact information and backgrounds online, and he knew that Old Tang lived in a civilian area in Manhattan, New York.

He planned to ask Old Xiatou to take him to find him after he returned the property to its original owner.

Well, if everything goes well, maybe he can go to Shufen's school to take a look.

When we chatted before, Fingel said that schools in capitalist society don't treat students as human beings, and they also arranged heavy tasks for him during the winter vacation, so that he couldn't take his girlfriend to travel around the world.

Here, the plane crossed half of the Pacific Ocean, and on the other side, Chu Zihang, who stayed behind, also got on the Maybach worth tens of millions.

In fact, a long time ago, Chu Zihang was very curious why the useless father always drove a Maybach every time he appeared, as if he was not worried about the boss's madness when using the public car for private purposes.

But now, he is no longer curious.

"Zihang, have you eaten enough? I saw you barely touched your chopsticks just now."

In the driver's seat, Chu Tianjiao skillfully fastened his seat belt and looked at his expressionless son through the rearview mirror.

This was the second time he saw his eldest son after the training.

He thought he could finally escape from Su Xiao's clutches, so he played a big trick on the last night of the training and played a trick on Su Xiao.

As a result, the next day, because of his excellent performance during the training, mainly because he was eloquent and strong, he was kept by the training base as a counselor. His job was to cooperate with instructor Su Xiao to train new students.

Well, the kind who was called up to be a demonstration prop when they disagreed.

If it weren't for the contract, Chu Tianjiao would never give Su Xiao the opportunity to take revenge.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

He stayed in the training camp for another two months. After training a successor, he finally escaped from Su Xiao's clutches. When he saw Chu Zihang, who came to welcome him, he almost burst into tears and told him everything.

Fortunately, he was a professional after all, so he held back.

Putting aside the unbearable memory, Chu Tianjiao looked at his eldest son who shook his head gently, and his eyes could not help but flash a little struggle.

To be honest, he stayed in the training base for nearly three months, saw a lot, and experienced a lot.

He had already overestimated Xia Di infinitely before, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated him too much.

Because his son was Xia Di's apprentice, and he and Su Xiao were middle-aged fathers who loved and hated each other, so he found out a lot of unknown things.

For example, in their training camp, the kind of repair fluid that only exists in movies, which can quickly restore physical strength, heal wounds and strengthen the body by dropping a drop in the bathtub, is actually the spinal fluid extracted from a certain dragon king who unfortunately fell, and it has become a renewable resource with the technical assistance of a certain consultant.

The secret party actually has this kind of technology, but the side effects are relatively large, and the effect is not so terrible.

Like the Beowulf family, they are all ruthless people who swallow dragon blood directly. As long as they are not dead or disabled, they will inevitably become one of the strongest.

Of course, this is not what surprised him the most. What really frightened him was a secret method called "Qianlong".

This secret method is similar to the most taboo secret technique "Blood Rage" in the secret party. They are all special means to forcibly increase the strength of dragon blood and burst out amazing combat power.

As an S-level specialist of Kassel Academy, Chu Tianjiao naturally knows and masters the secret technique of blood rash.

The principle of blood burst is not to enhance the power of dragon blood in the body, but to deliberately suppress and weaken the human consciousness, so that the dragon gene can dominate.

When the human will is suppressed, the dragon blood in the body will become more active, and all the hidden characteristics of the dragon in the hybrid will be activated. During the blood burst, the dragon gene will also have an irreversible impact on the human gene.

This technology of instantly improving the purity of blood by spiritual means was the top secret of some hybrid families before the industrial age. Although it was lost in the extremely dark medieval heresy purge, it was also revived by the first generation of Lionheart members.

It can make the hybrid body gain power close to that of pure-blooded dragons, and the side effects are naturally huge.

Not only does it have a strict time limit, it will shorten the life span, and it will also cause the purity of the dragon blood in the body to continue to increase.

Once the dragon bloodline is always suppressed by the human bloodline, it will lose consciousness and completely alienate into Deadpool.

Therefore, this technology is only in the hands of a few people, not only because it is too powerful, but also because it is too dangerous. If you don't pay attention, it will cause the hybrid to degenerate into Deadpool, causing irreparable losses.

But "Qianlong" is different. This unique Chinese hybrid, or the Chinese version of blood-blasting that is currently only for the official members of the Dragon Group, does not have such terrible side effects.

According to Su Xiao, Qianlong is taken from the "Qianlong Wuyong" in the "Book of Changes", which means leeks... The rookie is growing well, but it is still too weak. It is necessary to be cautious and not to act rashly. Only by staying alive and developing in the early stage can there be a day when the dragon fights in the wild in the future.

Compared with the blood-blasting of mind control will, Qianlong is more like the peerless martial arts secret book written by Jin Yong. Dragon blood is true qi, and "Qianlong" is the luck method. The combination of the two can greatly activate dragon blood and complete the bloodline improvement without suppressing human will.

As for the principle, Su Xiao doesn't know either. Let him ask Xia Technician, the developer of "Qianlong" when he is free.

In addition to these two, there is also a merit exchange table within the Dragon Group, which has special alchemical weapons and dragon-slaying props that can be exchanged. Some of them are dragon-slaying weapons that match the Dragon King, and even Chu Tianjiao is jealous.

Almost all of the above should be attributed to Xia Di. He has brought out so many good things that it is hard to believe that he is just a super hybrid in his twenties.

However, even if these important contributions are put aside, Xia Di's personal combat power alone is already the best in the world. Originally, the higher-ups planned to give him a title of a national guardian, but unfortunately he refused to accept it.

Just the things he has seen in the past two months have made Chu Tianjiao doubt whether his mission is still necessary.

Let alone the dragon clan, if there were no nuclear bombs in the world, the ultimate killer that would destroy both sides, Chu Tianjiao would dare to imagine that the secret party would surrender to the dragon group.

Looking at the black umbrella stuck on the car door, the man sighed.

Compared with the alchemical weapon in Su Xiao's hand, his is really much inferior.

The Dragon Slaying Sword sounds more domineering than the Demon Sword, and its appearance is comparable to the artifact equipment in those web game advertisements.

"What's wrong?" Chu Zihang saw him sighing and asked aloud.

If he had been like that, he would have pretended not to hear it, and he wouldn't have come to look for him today. But with the psychological counseling of Master Xia and the company of Junior Brother Lu and Sister Xiami, he has become much more outgoing and cheerful, although his facial paralysis is basically incurable.

"Hmm?" Chu Tianjiao was inexplicably excited when he heard his son take the initiative to care about him. The tangle in his eyes was quickly wiped away, and his face was covered with a warm smile with a bit of flattery:

"No, I just thought that I would have to eat public food after the start of work, and I was reluctant to leave this old friend.

A luxury car worth 9 million. I don't know if I will have the chance to drive it again in this life after I leave.

Zihang, your stepfather is so rich..."

At this point, he looked up at the rearview mirror again, wanting to tease his son and ask him to make money to buy a luxury car in the future, and he, as a father, could condescend to be his son's driver.

However, Chu Zihang had already propped up his chin and looked elsewhere, and the frost on his handsome face seemed to be a little thicker.

Did I say the wrong thing?

Although he hadn't spent much time with his son for a long time, Chu Tianjiao could still tell from the subtle changes that his son was angry.

But he hadn't decided how to spend the future yet, and he still followed his own character setting - he could understand everyone's expressions, but he couldn't understand his son and wife's expressions, and he still said these shameless words.

And sure enough, the moment he said these words, the temperature in the car, which was playing soft music and turning on the heating, seemed to have dropped to freezing point.

Just at this moment, the singing sound playing in the speaker stopped abruptly. The Maybach suddenly fell into deathly silence.

No one said anything. Chu Tianjiao scratched his head. In order to break the awkward atmosphere, he coughed lightly and said to the center console in a magnetic voice: "Start."

The screen turned on and the blue light flashed on the dashboard. The black beast worth nine million was successfully started, but the people inside the car could not feel the roar or vibration of the engine at all.

I secretly glanced at the rearview mirror and found that my son was still looking out the window expressionlessly, like a passenger who gets in the car and completely ignores the chatty driver after telling him his destination.

Rubbing his fingers on the steering wheel, Driver Chu considered himself a professionally trained practitioner. Even if he was a mute, he could still get the other party to respond, so he put on the tone of a little kid showing off a new toy and stood in the back row. Passenger Leng chatted:

"I haven't told you yet. This car actually does not require a key and can be unlocked by voice control. However, there are only three people in the world who can start it with their voices. One is me, one is the boss, and the other one, guess who? "

"I don't care." Chu Zihang didn't even raise his eyelids, looking at the dim sky outside the window expressionlessly.

It always gets dark very quickly in winter, but now the lights are brilliant, and the streets are full of lanterns and colorful flags, full of New Year flavor.

The boy looked at the children in new clothes walking hand in hand with their families on the street, discussing where they were going to have a big dinner tonight and whether they could buy candied haws, and couldn't help but miss Master Qi Xia and the others.

He is obviously his biological father, but he can hide it better than Master Xia.

Is there any secret that you cannot tell your wife and children, but that you must keep and carry to the coffin?

Chu Tianjiao, who was driving with one hand, raised his lips slightly when he heard this, and he realized that this was his Zihang's style of painting.

Being used to being alone, what I fear most is the sudden concern. It feels like the creepers that were spreading outside the rental house, eating away at the wall bit by bit. If it is not cleaned up in time, the outer wall will fall off.

For a commissioner with a strong heart like him, his wife and children are like creepers that have taken root in his heart. He knows that they should be uprooted and completely removed for the purpose of the mission, but every time he cleans up, it is like taking out his heart. The pain kept him from letting go.

Therefore, only by staying away, only by not having contact, and only by being a bad person, can the thoughts lose their nourishment and stop spreading wildly.

"Patter--"

Outside the window, it suddenly started to rain lightly.

Raindrops fell on the Maybach's windshield, gradually blurring everything ahead.

Chu Tianjiao flipped the switch of the wiper, covering the windshield, and the rain that made it difficult to see the road ahead was ruthlessly swept away.

But the rain kept coming, and the raindrops kept falling on the windshield one after another. No matter how hard the wipers tried to clean, they could only keep the two sectors clear for a short time.

Once you stop, the road ahead becomes blurry again.

The rain is getting heavier, and black beasts are shuttling in the traffic. In the silent carriage, only men are chattering and complaining:

"Didn't the weather forecast say yesterday that it would be sunny today? Can it be more reliable?!"

On the street, people who were originally walking hand in hand were disrupted by the sudden heavy rain. Without rain gear, they could only speed up their pace and hide under the eaves of nearby shops.

Chu Zihang stared at the people taking shelter from the rain through the dim car window. The heavy rain made it impossible for him to see clearly the expressions on their faces. If they were accompanied by family members, they might not be sad.

"Beep--!"

The rushing traffic suddenly stopped and the horns blared. The boy heard the man in the driver's seat curse in a low voice, then turned the steering wheel and turned into a familiar elevated road.

This time, there were no branches to cover it.

The number on the street sign is clearly visible: 000