The Reckless Man Started by Breaking Through Shawshank

Wu Xingzhi was leaning against the door to observe with great interest. He couldn't see the sickle weasel flying in the air, which was an invisible thing belonging to the authority of the dragon clan, but he could faintly sense that this man named Caesar used some kind of power , his eyes shone with golden light, just like those corpse guards under the water.

Lu Mingfei had already approached the gate amidst the chaos, and there were supercars and large-displacement motorcycles parked outside without keys.

Damn, these bosozoku are so rich!

While complaining to relieve his tension, he continued to crawl forward——

That's right, the only way he could think of was to lie on the ground and try to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible. The leather boots of the gangsters kept stepping on his back, causing pain.

At this time, a black figure appeared at the door, and Lu Mingfei raised his head. He was wearing a black suit and a snow-white shirt, with his left hand in his pocket, and his right hand was holding a stick wrapped in cloth.

His face was stern, his bangs drooped down, slightly covering Xia's eyes.

What a cool handsome guy.

Not to mention that Lu Mingfei's sexual orientation is normal, even if it is not normal, he is not interested in admiring the other party's handsome face under such circumstances. He got up and shouted:

"Brother, don't be so handsome! Save someone!"

Chapter 19 scum game over

Chu Zihang was not in a hurry to enter the arena. Although Caesar seemed to be in danger, based on his understanding of this old opponent, the opponent was not the type who would fall so easily.

Moreover, he could see that the other party had already used the word spirit: Kamaitachi.

The spirit of the wind king's lineage allowed Caesar to avoid fatal attacks every time, and then repelled the attacker with his backhand.

"The school rules stipulate that you cannot use speech spirits on ordinary humans." Chu Zihang said in a low voice.

"If you don't use me, you will die!" Caesar roared.

The sickle weasel was flying in the air. He spotted Chu Zihang earlier than Lu Mingfei, but there were too many people around. Reload and launch, even don't care if it hits the companion.

"Hurry up and help! You are in charge of beating people, and I am in charge of writing the report!" Dodging another buckshot, Caesar's back was inevitably cut by the blade, and with the light coming in from the door, blood sprayed in the air Bloom, crystal clear like ruby.

"Get out of the way!" Chu Zihang wanted to kill embryos, since someone helped him take the blame, he naturally wouldn't hesitate.

Then the ancient chant echoed in the hall, as if an ancient bell was roaring.

The air heats up in an instant, and the light is like a sunrise. The red wall pushes over to cover these tyrants, and the temperature around them rises to five or six degrees in an instant. The tyrants feel as if they can smell the smell of meat in an instant. The high-temperature air entered their bodies, making them lose their combat effectiveness in an instant.

Caesar dodged early and retreated to the original corridor.

Ling Ling: Jun Yan.

Chu Zihang controlled this dangerous speech spirit, causing it to erupt in the most conservative way, with an instant high temperature, but it was not enough to kill people. The faces of the runaways were severely burned, and their guns and machetes were thrown all over the place.

The man who made all this calmly passed the bosozoku who were writhing in pain.

"Why did you make such a big commotion." The man's tone was still flat: "I saw the arrest warrant for the three of us outside. If I guess correctly, the Neon Branch and the Metropolitan Police Department are looking for us now."

"There is no neon division anymore!" Caesar took off his shirt, revealing his muscular figure. He does not have the habit of showing coquettishness in this situation—although his two chest muscles are like the two front photos of top sports cars Like the lights.

He tore his shirt into strips of cloth, roughly bandaged the wound on his body, and said quickly: "We will talk about the specific situation later, we need to get out of here as soon as possible."

The sound of the screeching of the sports car was heard again and again, and more gangsters rushed over. The four-story house was surrounded by countless enemies, like an isolated island in a stormy sea.

"Can't get out!" Lu Mingfei yelled at the door: "Are all the Neon people crazy?"

Numerous headlights aimed at the hall, making it look like a stage that attracts everyone's attention. Lu Mingfei heard the sound of bullets being loaded, not the frustrating rhythm of a short-barreled shotgun, but more crisp, like an order before killing .

His expression was filled with panic in an instant, and countless black holes were pointed at the hall. These gangsters didn't intend to rush in at all, but were going to directly cover the place with firepower, tearing all the lives inside.

"Get down!" Caesar was the first to realize this, and rushed towards Lu Mingfei desperately. He had a reason to do so. As the boss, he always believed in taking the lead. The type of soldiers charging instead of sitting back and watching soldiers bleed.

He will never allow his younger brother to die in front of him.

Lu Mingfei seems to be imprisoned at this time. His brain has already reacted to what happened, but his body can't keep up. If he is in the game, he can easily control the keyboard, no matter what kind of unexpected situation He can easily resolve them, but the reality is not a game, there is no keyboard in front of him.

He seemed to be able to see Huang Tongtong's bullets cutting through the air with flames. With such a shooting density, he would be smashed into a honeycomb in an instant.

"That's too late--"

Caesar's heart sank to the bottom. He was fast, but he couldn't catch a bullet. In this case, unless it was Principal Angers' words: time zero, it would be possible to save the boy who was still standing there stupidly. down.

The only thing Lu Mingfei can do is to close his eyes.

The sound of gunfire finally reached his ears, and he could feel the bullets whizzing past him, bringing with them scorching breath.

There was no pain as imagined, Lu Mingfei remembered the biological knowledge he had learned before, probably because his spine was interrupted at the first time, and there was no chance for the pain to be transmitted to the brain and then fed back.

That's fine, although it's a bit embarrassing, but he has to say that he is really afraid of pain.

The gunfire finally stopped, and there was no complete equipment in the hall. The cheers of the gangsters came, as if they had experienced a beautiful firework festival, and the aftertaste after the fireworks exploded made them look crazy.

"It's really disappointing."

A voice came from in front of him, very close.

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a man standing in front of him, looking down at him with condescending eyes.

"I thought you just looked useless, but I didn't expect you to be even more useless than I imagined."

Is that the dragon?

Only then did Lu Mingfei realize why he didn't feel pain, because he wasn't shot at all.

The bullet seemed to have eyes and avoided him.

No, not so.

He lowered his head and saw countless yellow bullets scattered all over the ground behind him, flattened like iron sheets.

The dragon blocked himself with his body, and the gun was extremely weak to him, like a child's slingshot.

"Big... big brother?" Lu Mingfei opened his mouth, not knowing what to say to express the complicated thoughts in his heart.

I was saved by the Dragon Clan?

Although the other party's tone was very rude, he never denied it.

"Tsk." Wu Xingzhi turned around dully, facing the rioters outside the hall who were in a carnival: "So, I hate being a nanny the most."

Lu Mingfei noticed the back of the opponent, the black leather jacket from the bosozoku did not even have a trace of being shot.

click, click—

The leather shoes stepped on the ground, making a crisp sound, and the man slowly walked out of the hall, standing at the gate illuminated by countless car headlights.

The cheers disappeared, and the bosozoku seemed to be choked by their throats.

Even though he was surrounded by countless people, the man seemed to be surrounded by everyone. The violent aura made the bosozokus wake up from their extremely high emotions, and they couldn't help turning their guns at the figure at the door.

The figure opens its arms, like the opening of a play.

"Scumbags, the game of playing house is over."

Chapter 20 Presenting Chrysanthemums to the Great Dragon

The weasel was flying in the air, and Caesar was half lying on the ground. Everything that was sent back through the weasel just now made him a little dazed.

Originally thought that only Time Zero, the principal in this world, could save Lu Mingfei in this situation. Unexpectedly, someone was faster than Time Zero.

Caesar couldn't even capture how the other party crossed the hall and came directly to Lu Mingfei from the corridor. As for what happened afterwards, it is not an exaggeration for the Dragon Clan. After all, it is well known that ordinary bullets are ineffective against the Dragon Clan.

He couldn't figure out why the dragon clan would help a hybrid. He always thought that this noble creature would be more happy to sit on the throne of the world and watch the death of human beings for joy.

Forget it, there is no time to think about such things now.

Caesar quickly got up from the ground, grabbed Lu Mingfei, and suppressed his voice: "Go!"

Lu Mingfei was still looking outside in a daze. The bosozoku were frightened for a moment, and then their eyes turned red. They were all lawless young people. It was a shame to be frightened, and blood was needed Come wash up.

"Kill him!" Someone in the crowd yelled, and then the runaways regained their momentum, and without hesitation, they raised their guns and fired at Wu Xingzhi.

It was as lively as setting off firecrackers outside.

Seeing that Lu Mingfei didn’t respond, Caesar simply lifted him up. The lobby on the first floor faced the outside with a large floor-to-ceiling window, which had been shattered by bullets at this time, making it easier for Caesar to slip out. With Wu Xingzhi, no one cares about this.

There are more than a dozen high-end sports cars parked on the street. The headlights are on and the engines are not turned off. There is no one in the car. The owners are still lying in the hall at this time. If they are lucky, they are still rolling on the ground. The bullets took their lives.

Caesar is a master at playing with cars. With his financial resources, there are almost no cars he can't afford. These luxury-looking sports cars usually don't catch his eyes, but now he can't take care of so much. The plan is progressing faster. As he imagined, the dragon and the bosozoku met, and they could escape from this place smoothly.

"Isn't that the dragon clan that appeared on the bottom of the sea before?" Chu Zihang appeared next to him at some point, holding a long strip wrapped in cloth tightly in his hand, his expression was a little nervous.

"What? Do you want to go up and slay the dragon?" Caesar chose a fiery red Viper, threw Lu Mingfei directly into the co-pilot, and then sat in the driver's seat: "If you want to get hotheaded at this time , the only thing I can do for you is to lay a daisy at your funeral."

"Why Daisy?" Chu Zihang was also very fast, he hugged Lu Mingfei in his arms almost like holding a child, so that both of them could squeeze into the co-pilot, and then slammed the door shut.

Caesar stepped on the accelerator quickly, the Viper let out a low roar, and the tires rubbed against the road to produce green smoke, and then rushed out like an arrow off the string.

Through the rearview mirror, Caesar could see the figure standing at the gate. Countless bullets hit him three inches in front of him, but were blocked by an invisible barrier. The power acted on the bullet itself, and the bullet turned into a thin iron piece, fell to the ground.

The other party didn't look at the crazy bosozokus, those poor teenagers seemed to him a meaningless stage set, the bullets they fired turned into flower petals sprinkled on the protagonist's body, and the fire from the muzzle of the gun was a light to add to the fun, He stood there like a god.

Caesar could see the gaze of the god projected from afar, but he stood still and let his prey flee.

Damn, in front of such an existence, even Caesar unconsciously regarded himself as a prey.

Turning a street, the crazy stage disappeared in the rearview mirror. Caesar breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly turned the steering wheel to maximize the performance of this muscle car. Only then was he in the mood to reply Chu Zihang's doubts: "Remember the vulgar jokes Lu Mingfei made on the Trieste?"

"Three chrysanthemums can summon the dragon. Unfortunately, the dragon did come. Although we don't know what the other party's intentions are, we have to thank the other party for helping us out of danger, no matter on the bottom of the sea or here."

Caesar said viciously: "Strictly speaking, the three of us should kneel in front of that person and respectfully offer our chrysanthemums."

"Boss, pay attention to the image of your noble son." Lu Mingfei was squeezed to the point of death, Chu Zihang clenched his waist with both hands, like a hooligan who came out to hang around a girl brought out from a nightclub, the roof of Viper's car Too short, he could only tilt his neck, his whole face against the windshield.

But even so, he couldn't stop the raging rant in his heart: "This type of rant is not in line with your identity, and, senior brother, can you stop hugging so tightly? Although I am quite worried about my slender waist Proud, but my sexual orientation is really normal."

"No way, the space is too small, bear with it." Chu Zihang explained in a low voice, and then said: "So, what should I do with the dragon summoned by the chrysanthemum?"

"Cold salad." Caesar replied with a very Chinese-style vocabulary, and then said: "Now we can't protect ourselves, let alone slaying the dragon, let's find a way to avoid the search of the Sheqi Bajia."

"That giant tortoise..." Chu Zihang paused for a moment, "I don't think he has the character of a runaway gang who would kill us."

"Know people, know faces, but don't know hearts." Caesar said coldly: "He is a member of the Snake School, and he is no longer in the same position as our Kassel College."

"Just like that dragon, can we live in harmony with him?"

Chu Zihang was silent. He actually admired the tortoise named Yuan Zhisheng, but what Caesar said made sense. If he was already an enemy, then personal feelings had to be put aside.