Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

"Let's start a fire." Lu Mingfei lowered his head slightly and put the cigarette in his mouth in front of the girl next to him. Wazhu made a face and snapped his fingers, and a ball of fire came out of his fingertips.

"Does Uncle Chu know that my senior brother is back?"

"He probably hasn't received the news yet. Although Xirang has no information barriers with the outside world, I don't think he will deliberately pay attention to which stupid rich second-generation advertisement was accepted on the screen in this city." Wazhu fiddled with the phone in his hand, "The academy so blatantly let Caesar and Chu Zihang use this method to tell you that they are coming, which means that the school board has made up its mind to tear its face with us... To be honest, the mixed-blood society in China is not a monolithic society, and this city will soon become the center of the storm."

With the cunningness of the secret party, it is not difficult to imagine that the school board must have chartered two special planes. The moment Pompeii confirmed that Lu Mingfei was hiding here, the most elite specialists of the executive department had already begun to gather at the academy. The troops who got off the plane with Chu Zihang and others should be a battalion.

If Lu Mingfei dared to go to Mingjiao Temple, there might be heavy machine guns everywhere, and the bullets were all mercury-tempered alchemical warheads... With the style of those crazy people in the executive department, this is very likely what they would do.

"The college came to China so blatantly to snatch people, they don't take you seriously..." Lu Mingfei's face was filled with righteous indignation, but he said something to add fuel to the fire, "The foreign dogs haven't woken up from the dream of the great powers, and really think our China is the Qing Dynasty under the rule of the old Buddha... To be honest, sister, if I were you, I would select the best soldiers and generals to go to Mingjiao Temple to arrest those Americans who illegally carried weapons and might be suspected of smuggling into the country, and torture them with a small whip dipped in water, so that they can feel the hospitality that comes from the 5,000-year-old fine tradition of our Chinese nation."

Wazhu sighed, with a rather melancholy expression on her face. "I want to kill the enemy, but I can't do anything to change the situation." She said, "From the Spring and Autumn Period to the present day, in the past two thousand years, almost every dynasty can see Odin's incarnation of civil officials and generals stirring up the world. He was the shadow of the Later Zhao Dynasty that caused chaos in the north, the Mongols that swept across China, and the Qing Dynasty that entered the south... Thousands of years are enough to support the rise and fall of a civilization. With Odin's insidiousness and cunningness, he has indeed cultivated many families in China who are secretly loyal to him. The nuclear explosion against Nibelungen was only known to a few core figures before the operation began, so it did not cause a violent backlash. But now everyone has made their cards clear. If Xirang turns against the academy again, this conflict may evolve into the division and civil war of the mixed-blood society in China."

The light of the cigarette butt flickered dimly in the sun, and the smoke that Lu Mingfei exhaled was soon blown away by the wind from the river. He leaned against the cast iron carved railing and looked at the river bank, his forehead hair rising and falling.

"It's not time for a full-scale war yet. Everyone is still gathering their strength... Odin is collecting heroes from all over the world to prepare for his Ragnarok, and so are we?" Wazhu held her chin and looked in the same direction as Lu Mingfei. "Although we haven't made up our minds to stand against the secret party, this city is our territory, and even the Gattuso family has to act according to our rules. If their hunting team hadn't disturbed Xiran, they could still walk around the streets like rats, but now they can only hide in the Mingjiao Temple... Have you ever heard of stirring up trouble, kid?"

"What you mean is,"

"As long as you stay with me, no one in this world can catch you back for trial. They use this method to publicize that the hunting team has chased you to Hefei, hoping that you will lose your composure." Wazhu vowed.

Lu Mingfei felt that this world was like an endless number of poisonous snakes surrounding him, full of malice.

"I've sent someone to pick us up with a helicopter. Just wait here for a moment. It will be here soon." Wazhu said, "You can say goodbye to the little girl named Su Xiaoqiang later, and then go back to the Regent Hotel to pack up, and then we will set off for Kunshan."

Lu Mingfei nodded, "By the way, sister, can you help me check the list of the commissioners who came to China with Chu Zihang this time?" he asked.

"Why? Do you still want to take revenge on them?"

"No, I want to see if there are any acquaintances." Lu Mingfei said.

Wazhu was silent for a moment: "There is no such thing as acquaintances in the world of hounds. When you join Kassel Academy, you become a hound. Even if Schneider points at your father and says he is a pure-blooded dragon, you can only go up and bite him."

After all, before returning to this time and space, Lu Mingfei served as the chairman of the student union and was called the dragon of the executive department of that generation. He certainly knew the style of the executive department and knew that those who joined the executive department regarded their duties as their lives. Even the Dragon Blood Society, which he founded, may still have very few people willing to help Lu Mingfei today.

But before leaving, Senior EVA told Lu Mingfei that the Indian-German girl, Chrisja, whom he brought back from Rio Geneva, had entered the Mountaintop College of Kassel College for further studies in the second half of last year and was now a freshman. After Lu Mingfei was wanted, this girl led the student movement jointly initiated by the freshman fraternity of this year and the Dragon Blood Society, which was gradually suppressed by the Student Union and the Senior Brothers Association after losing Lu Mingfei's support, demanding the withdrawal of the school board's wanted order for Lu Mingfei.

That student movement was eventually abandoned under the mediation and admonition of the Discipline Committee. After that, Chrisja started to apply to join the internship list of the Executive Department and asked to join the action team to hunt down Lu Mingfei. It can be said that Sima Zhao's intentions were known to everyone.

Krisjia may know some useful information, and her life experience is also a mystery. Lu Mingfei highly doubts that she will act with Chu Zihang and Caesar, and then leave the team after finding the city where Lu Mingfei is.

The college can tolerate a student's provocation, but it will not tolerate betrayal. It's hard to say whether Chris Jia will choose to side with Lu Mingfei or with them. Once this girl makes an unwise choice, thunderous punishment awaits her.

But the escape was uncertain, and bringing Chrisja with him was just another burden.

"Okay, let me check it for you. This little thing is quite simple." Lord Wa shrugged, "Who told you to call me sister?"

The intelligence network of the native mixed race is far more powerful than that of Cassel College, and the list of the investigation team is nothing to her.

Pedestrians gradually began to appear on the gravel road in the distance. Now it was time for lunch. The weather was rare, and the elderly and children would come out to bask in the sun.

Lu Mingfei yawned and hid his chin in his scarf to prevent passers-by from recognizing him as the guy with the missing person notice on the advertising screen.

When he was still studying at Shilan Middle School, he often walked by the river, mainly because there was nothing much to do when he returned to his uncle's house. His aunt used the TV to watch Qiong Yao dramas, and the only computer was used by Lu Mingze to meet people online. girls chatting.

I recall that in the little fat man's harem fantasy, there was a melancholy girl whose ID was "The Mark of the Sunset". For a period of time, Lu Mingze was not thinking about food or tea, which really touched the little fat man's heart.

But every time Naringze combed his hair like an adult, put on a suit that he thought was handsome, and mustered up the courage to ask Sunset to have sex for the first time in his life in a nearby small park, the girl would be confused by various reasons. I regretted missing it for various reasons, including practicing piano, learning dance, and city math Olympics competitions. The excuses were all the same.

For this reason, Lu Mingze often beat his chest and feet in front of his cousin, looking like an affectionate male protagonist who is always misled by his passion. He said with emotion that there is no girl in the world who fits his soul like the sunset, and there will never be another girl like this after that. A girl who could understand Lu Mingze's high spirits. Every time his cousin acted so coquettishly, Lu Mingfei would chuckle in his heart, wondering if the process of solving it according to the answer wouldn't be simple? I know exactly what color underwear you, Lu Mingze, are wearing, okay?

Fortunately, the little fat man didn't know that Lu Mingfei was actually the Bai Yueguang he had been dreaming about day and night. Otherwise, he would have felt the collapse of his worldview and outlook on life, and it was possible that he would be unable to recover.

In short, this little thing during that time was a rare pastime in Lu Mingfei's boring life.

All in all, watching the stars on the rooftop and walking by the river until dinner in the evening was basically Lu Mingfei's life after class every day. It's just that this time his fate reopened with the help of Chu Zihang and Su Xiaoqiang's family. It's been a lot better.

Lu Mingfei laughed dryly when he thought of the old time when he used the trumpet to tease the little fat man. The cold wind was about to leave Yangguan in the west, and the desolation and loneliness of the unknown person were washed away. The Lord Wa next to him glanced at Lu Ming with some horror. I can't tell you at a glance that this stupid kid is petrified, right?

After a moment, the girl also started to giggle, showing her pointed tiger teeth and her slender eyebrows curved like willow leaves.

The snow on the treetops and in the grass has not yet melted. There are not many people on this riverside path, which was built not long ago with the support of the Municipal Highways Bureau. The only people wandering here at the moment are residents living nearby.

"Naruzawa, please have some snacks. Don't spend all day thinking about those foxy girls at Austin University. I won't be happy if you find me a foreign daughter-in-law. I heard that Americans are not very evolved and have a lot of body hair. But, it stinks when summer comes, and you don’t even know that some women have black genes mixed with them. What should I do when I get married and give birth to a black boy?" The middle-aged woman wearing a mink leather belt, wearing Hermès limited-edition high-heeled shoes and carrying a Gucci limited-edition bag on her shoulders, spoke earnestly to the fat man who was sandwiched between her and her man. Regarding the important events in the little fat man's life, the little fat man was babbling vaguely.

"Don't take it seriously and keep fighting with me here all day long. Haha, I think Jiajia from Director Chen's family in your father's previous workplace is pretty good. She is beautiful and virtuous. She is from a scholarly family. She is in Singapore right now. Studying abroad is worthy of our family.” The middle-aged woman lightly slapped the little fat man on the forehead and said, "I'm a bit promising and ambitious. I just stay in the house and play your game every day. I don't even know how to go out. When I graduate, I will come back and take the civil service exam. I can help you at ordinary times." Pay attention to your father."

"I don't want to take the civil service exam." The little fat man's voice was a little rough.

"If you don't want to take the civil service exam, what do you want to do?" The middle-aged woman raised her voice, and the fat man shrank his neck: "I want to learn 3D rendering and do game development."

"Okay, Lu Mingze..."

"Hey, honey, don't be angry. Naring Ze can do whatever he wants. Anyway, our family has a big business and we won't starve to death if we don't take the civil service exam. Besides, don't you think I was a civil servant before? Didn't I open a foot bath city in the sea?" one A middle-aged man who had been silent and playing with his cell phone was acting as the peacemaker. He had a smooth parted hair and a velvet stand-up collar shirt stuck in his trousers. The trouser legs were rustling in the wind when he walked. There was a belt hanging on the buckle. A bunch of keys.

"Then can our Ming Ze be the same as you? The universities in the United States are absolutely elite! Now our country pays attention to having an international perspective and being a returnee. If you become a civil servant, you will be two points higher than others!" Young women still feel that playing games is not doing their job properly.

"Okay, Mingze, just promise your mom that you will come back after you graduate from Austin University. I will find a connection for you to work in the tax bureau." The man wiped the screen of his mobile phone with his sleeve. He has been with his wife for decades, how can he not know her temper? Middle-aged women like to talk about family matters to enhance their presence in the family, even if she is wearing Hermes high heels and carrying a Gucci bag.

At this time, he suddenly found that the middle-aged woman who was still chattering just now suddenly stopped, and his son who was still quite proud also stopped inexplicably. In a moment, his wife and children were two body lengths behind him.

The man touched his sleek side part and glanced at the Rolex on his wrist that he bought for 50,000 yuan. Although no one spoke and it was quiet, he just felt as if a peerless sword was coming towards him, with a solemn and murderous wind.

He looked up at the front of the path. His face, which was originally numb and gradually covered with wrinkles, was frozen like the surface of the Fei River this winter. Then, gradually, the ice melted, and all the wrinkles bloomed. He smiled, and his smile was like a crushed dogtail grass.

In front of him appeared the nephew who was very promising, who seemed to be in a completely different world from them.

The world is a huge makeshift team. Coincidences are really everywhere. Maybe you are still glad that you have passed customs and boarded a flight to Istanbul today, but when you get off the plane, you find that the English teacher who has a sagging face due to excessive hyaluronic acid injections is actually sitting in the waiting hall of Istanbul with a cup of Starbucks and smiling at you and saying, "Who is here? Come here and let me test you on the difference between congratulation and celebrate."

Lu Mingfei was also a little confused. He thought that this place is still a little far from his uncle's house? How could he run into him?

To be honest, Lu Mingfei was a little scared. Last time in Tokyo, he and Ling teamed up to offend Auntie. Now their relationship was very tense. When they met, they didn't know whether to point at each other's nose and say "Damn, I'm so unlucky to meet you today" or to smile at each other, shake hands and ask each other "Have you eaten?" If you haven't eaten, Auntie will invite you back home, make a new mattress and quilt for you, and let you go back to the small house where you have lived for more than ten years to wait for the hot steamed buns to come out of the pot.

Lu Mingfei was still in shock, and the uncle approached in one step.

The man opened his arms and hugged the boy who was stunned in the cold wind like a skinny black bear who had just woken up from hibernation in winter. "Not bad, you take good care of yourself, you haven't lost weight." The uncle patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder vigorously, with a barely detectable tremor in his voice.

Wazhu opened her eyes and muttered softly: "Damn, damn, damn, damn, you're meeting the parents now?" (End of this chapter)