Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Early the next morning, Eri got up from her warm bed.

There was heavy snow outside the window, and New York was dyed white.

The little witch looked at the snow covering the ground and hurried to the balcony to see if the snowman she and Sakura had built yesterday was submerged.

Surprisingly, there was not much snow in the yard, and the round snowman she had spent a long time building yesterday had disappeared, replaced by a lifelike Santa Claus.

Santa Claus was sitting on a sleigh, with a running elk in front of him, and a Q version of the little witch and a Q version of a little girl wearing a dragon horn hairpin lying on the big bag behind him.

I always feel a little bit of a subtle sense of déjà vu.

When her sight shifted to the bottom, Eri saw two lounge chairs, where Mr. Magician and Sakura were lying side by side in the sun.

"How strange."

Eri's intuition told her that it must be one of the two who destroyed her snowman, but she didn't care because the substitute was so beautiful.

As if they noticed her gaze, the two people who were sunbathing below cast their eyes over and raised their Wahahaha to greet her.

The morning was spent in Eri's confusion. After breakfast, Xia Di took the three little kids to go skiing. He had originally invited the three golden flowers under Lu Mingze.

But the homegirl Xiaoshu Chips didn't get up before noon, Jude Mai was busy making her own love strategy and had no time to go out, and the three-no girl Ling politely declined, saying that she already had an appointment.

As for who she had an appointment with, she didn't say.

But those who understood understood, and those who didn't understand didn't ask too much.

This time, Jude Mai didn't bother to be the driver. Xia Di drove the people to the ski resort himself and taught the children how to ski.

Because of his handsome appearance and the free and open America, many warm-hearted blonde sisters took the initiative to help Xia Di share the severe teaching tasks.

Unfortunately, Lu Mingfei learned too fast and soon mastered the skiing skills. He took Eri to the side and started private lessons.

Xia Mi, as the most outstanding learner among the four elemental monarchs, skipped the double-board skiing and performed single-board tricks on the professional-level snow track alone. Various difficult moves with a cute and exquisite face attracted countless foreign friends to exclaim "Chinese kung fu" and "Kung Fu Girl".

Just when they were having a great time, two brothers, one big and one small, passed by the ticket office outside the ski resort, biting hot dogs.

At present, Old Tang cannot retrieve his previous memories and cannot create alchemical items that change his appearance to deceive people, but Constantine can.

As the king of bronze and fire, although Constantine's alchemical attainments are far inferior to his brother, it does not mean that his alchemy skills are not up to standard.

If Old Tang hadn't had a few dollars in his pocket and didn't have the right alchemical equipment and materials, he would have made an alchemical mask that could be pinched at will and walked the runway in front of the New York Police Department.

However, as the saying goes, moving a dead tree can bring life to a dead person. As the Dragon King, he not only mastered the magical alchemy, but also could use the Word Spirits of other elemental systems.

Last night, the two brothers successfully avoided all surveillance cameras under the cover of the Word Spirit·Mingzhao and quietly slipped into a rich man's home.

They didn't do anything that was against the will of heaven and earth. They only robbed money but didn't rape or hurt people. They even hid the account books that recorded the dirty transactions in the safe, so as to avoid the decisive evidence of the rich man's crimes being found one day in the future.

Old Tang had no yearning or nostalgia for America, especially after becoming a wanted criminal. He even wanted to turn off the lights and drive a Boeing 747 to Washington to crash into the Pentagon next time. If that didn't work, the White House would also be fine.

Therefore, for such a bug that is a disaster to America, Old Tang not only chooses not to report and expose it, but also keeps the evidence of the crime for him.

Because the Dark Light has a clear disadvantage in broad daylight, the two brothers currently maintain the low-end version of the Dark Light - Ghost.

This Word Spirit can weaken the presence of the releaser to the bottom, and it cannot be found without paying attention. In addition, the two have made small changes in hairstyle, clothing, walking posture, etc., even if those FBI agents pass by Old Tang, they will not know that he is the most wanted criminal in the United States.

As for why Old Tang can learn the Word Spirit Ghost in one night, it can only be said that the gold content of the Dragon King and the learning ability of Asians are there. The Dragon Word that releases the low-level Word Spirit Ghost can be learned after listening to it twice.

"Brother, I seem to feel the breath of Jörmungandr, she is nearby."

Constantine listened to the safety tips broadcast in the ski resort, and always felt uneasy. He suspected that Jörmungandr found out that he was missing and ran to catch him back early in the morning.

"You're probably thinking too much. We took a Greyhound bus for half a day to get here. How could they directly locate you?"

Old Tang felt a little pity for poor Constantine. The psychological shadow area of ​​being played by Jörmungandr was about to overflow.

When he completely regains his memory and power one day in the future, he will definitely help Constantine get back at his place.

"Don't worry, at worst we can leave early after visiting the black market later."

The two brothers' appearance was not unintentional, but when they stayed at the rich man's house last night, they took advantage of each other's computers and re-registered a hunter account using the fake identities that the other party had made for emergencies (e.g., running away from home). .

Originally, he planned to check on the hunter website to see if anyone was selling alchemy materials or related news, but he didn't expect such luck.

Just recently, there was a three-day black market fair in the Hudson Valley of New York, and I heard that there were people selling some magical items.

Like the scalp drum that houses the dead souls of Indians, the cherry blossom ax used by the founding fathers of the United States when he was a child, the dentures of a voodoo master who was accidentally captured to pick cotton in the United States due to the slave trade, the San Fernando Valley (austere love industry) (Hollywood) The giant root totem worshiped by the legendary actor...

These things sounded fake at first glance, but in addition, there were some mysterious-sounding things that Constantine suspected were materials with alchemical value.

The original plan was to work a big job and then leave the United States to live in another country. It would be best to return to China where they had to travel through mountains and ridges to reach it. But after learning the news, the two brothers decided to come here first. Let's see if we can get something good.

There is no way, after all, humans make the decision in this society.

Even though Constantine insisted that he and he were both unkillable dragon kings, Old Tang knew very well that with their small arms and legs, even if they could defeat the helicopter's Vulcan cannon, they could not defeat the missiles launched by the fighter jets.

Word spirits can hide from human senses, but they cannot hide from the various scanning and detection of modern technology.

If you can get more insurance, get more insurance.

The two brothers discussed their subsequent plans to escape from the United States while walking to a small town on the edge of the Hudson Valley. That is to say, their sense of existence dropped to the lowest point. They were still speaking in Mandarin. Otherwise, their treachery would harm the freedom of the United States. If it were a democratic image, the police would have come to arrest the spies after receiving reports from the masses.

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In the ski resort, Xia Mi, who was riding the cable car back to the top of the ski slope, suddenly sneezed and immediately turned around to look around, trying to see who was talking bad about him.

But that annoying guy is still on the beginner's slopes and flying with Eriki. The old Natsuru sitting next to him is still fiddling with his mobile phone. He doesn't know who he is messaging with. The smile on his face is particularly evil. It looks like an animation at first glance. The final boss in the film.

"Who are you chatting with?" Xia Mi curiously poked his head.

Xia Di didn't hide anything, and showed her the information on her phone openly. The note of the caller was "Shufen", and the content of the text message was "Boooooooo~ Boss, I'm a good person, please do it again." Think about it!”

When Xiao Longnu saw this, her eyebrows stood up and her heart flashed with warning lights. She subconsciously regarded this guy named Shufen as Xiao Bichi who wanted to join the family and compete with her for the family property.

But soon, she remembered that this guy seemed to be the long-lost bassist of the Four Dragons Band and the annoying tutor. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and said:

"Oh, he's still alive. He's been through quite a lot of trouble."

Xia Di thought about Fingel's situation these days. It was indeed a hot and dire situation, especially last night when it was so hot that he was almost cooked.

"What's wrong with him? He can't survive in the United States and plans to come to China to join you?"

The little dragon girl remembered that Fingel also had the mark of the Nibelungs on his body, and there were signs of blood contamination. She suspected that he was being targeted by dragons. The mixed-race family in the United States was too lazy to pay attention to him, so she chose to hold Xia Di's thick legs.

"That's not true. He is now considered to be the first successor to the leader of the mixed-race race in North America. But on the surface, he is still a German student who has been exploited by capital, so he is miserable for me."

"Oh, then let him continue selling, but don't bring people into the house." Little Queen Xia Mi crossed her arms, acting like the mistress of a summer house, so airy.

Her impression of Fingal was neither good nor bad. Apart from colluding with annoying people, colluding with old Xia Tou, and colluding with her godmother's ex-husband, he was basically just a bass player.

But as we all know, the band lacks nothing but bass.

"Okay, let's do it this way." Xia Di was happy to cooperate. Anyway, besides not being able to let loose, Fingel can also be said to have endless joy in life. Xiao Zuo and Xiao You were busy holding the steering wheel and had no time to beat up the villains. .

On the road leading to the border town in the Hudson Valley, Fingel, who was sitting in the Mercedes-Benz, saw the reply from the unscrupulous boss and silently sighed in his heart that capitalists have no conscience and must find a street lamp suitable for him. .

Russell, who was driving in the driver's seat, poked his head curiously: "Minister, who are you texting?"

"Watch the road, you bastard!" Before Fingel could say anything, Duke in the back seat had already pushed the curious baby Russell back into his seat.

"Minister, are you chatting with the school girl?" Ajie, who had a gentleman's smile on his face, sat motionless in the back row, but the burning fire of gossip in his eyes revealed his true thoughts.

"Let me guess, it's the Latina's sexy long-legged Valerio, the student union's external relations officer? I remember she secretly slipped a note into your hand during the fellowship.

no? That must be Irina, the deputy director of the Department of Life. She has inquired about you from me before and spent a thousand dollars! "

Russell was shocked when he heard this: "Fake, I told Valena in the secretariat about the minister's XP system for five hundred dollars before. No, I have to ask her to make up the difference after school starts! We can't disrupt the market. !”

Duke was very proud: "Hehe, a bunch of scumbags, I sold the minister's mate selection criteria for a sky-high price of two thousand dollars, and the buyer was Natasha, the new high-ranking flower of the Lionheart Club!"

Fingal: "..."

With the news department's group of crouching dragons and phoenixes, there is no need to worry that Kassel College's dragon-slaying cause will not collapse halfway.

Professor Schneider, in the future, you must not let these three join the front-line team of the Executive Bureau, otherwise the style of the entire Executive Bureau will be distorted.

But the most important thing is not what profound impact these insects will have on the future of the college, but Eva, who smiled like a flower in the ring space after hearing their words!

"Hehe, my dear Finkel, can you tell me what your mate selection criteria and XP system are?"

As a super artificial intelligence built by Kassel College at a huge cost, Eva is almost the smartest and wisest existence in the world, but after all, her body is still a person, and she is a beautiful adolescent girl who is in love.

"Also, what happened between you and the so-called junior sister? I'm very curious~"

"Uh, baby, listen to my explanation." Finger was sweating profusely. Usually Eva would only call herself sister when she was angry, but now...

He had a hunch that tonight he would either strain his lumbar muscles and overwork his kidneys, or type out a whole "Carmina Burana" on the keyboard with his knees.

Seeing him so nervous, Eva's smile became more and more charming: "Finger, only those who have done something wrong need to explain. Have you done anything to let your sister down?"

"Of course not!"

Finger tried hard to explain his innocence here. The three funny guys in the car talked for a long time and didn't see the main person angry, so they couldn't help but look sideways.

The minister, who had always been hypocritical, had no expression on his face at this time, with his arms around his chest and murderous aura on his body. It was obvious that he was just worried that taking action now would cause the car to crash and people to die, and he would just wait for the moment the car stopped to kill people.

Duke and Ajie in the back row saw this, looked at each other silently, and decided to sell Russell decisively.

"Ajie, do you know that there seems to be something that can significantly enhance men's sexual function in the black market gathering we are going to investigate later."

"What's the big deal? We Chinese still pay attention to the principle of like cures like. We have everything from roasted kidneys to beef and tiger whip wine."

"Really? Why didn't you take it out earlier? Yesterday, Russell heard that there was that thing on the black market and was so happy that he couldn't sleep all night. He kept muttering, 'Thirty years east of the Mississippi River, thirty years west of the Mississippi River, don't bully the young'. It's finally time for Russell to turn over and ride a foreign horse."

"Fuck, shut up, don't talk nonsense, be careful or I'll sue you for defamation!"

"Haha, he's anxious!"