Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Sekiro

Professor Guderian called again midway and told Lu Mingfei to wait in the waiting room when no one was around at 2 a.m.

Before he could ask why, the call was hung up again.

After traveling thousands of miles to fly to the United States, he thought that what was waiting for him would be the exciting campus life of college students and hot American girls, but what was waiting for him was a burly senior brother who was waiting for food and an unreliable train.

Helpless, he could only take Fingel and wait outside.

The two walked around and found an Internet cafe.

Sitting on the sofa, smelling the unique smell of smoke and the noisy keyboard sound of the Internet cafe, Lu Mingfei finally found a sense of belonging.

"This is the place that suits me." He slumped on the sofa, hugging a big soft pillow.

He felt uncomfortable standing, sitting or lying down outside, but once he sat in front of the computer, he immediately felt comfortable.

This is the place where he has spent the longest time since he was a child. If you don't count sleeping, he spends more time in the Internet cafe than at home.

Whenever he couldn't calm down, he would book a spare time for an afternoon, play games happily, and throw all his troubles elsewhere.

"Senior brother, what do you know how to play?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"I know how to do it, Counter-Strike, Interstellar, Imperial War, none of these are difficult for me." Fingel sat next to Lu Mingfei, with headphones that were just right for ordinary people placed on his head, like Same as the small version.

"Then let's play Counter-Strike." The two started the CS client.

Recently, a new Resident Evil mode has been released. He and Old Tang have already experienced it in advance. It is very exciting and good to play.

"Left! Left! Guard! Brother!" Lu Mingfei gave instructions in a flurry of words.

"I went over! I picked up a cannon. Junior brother, come here and I'll throw it to you!" Fingel's spittle flew up.

The two of them fought fiercely, and the muzzles of their guns emitted blue flames under the control of the mouse.

Games are always the fastest way to enhance the relationship between two men. After a while, they changed from strangers to teammates fighting side by side.

You can safely leave your back to the man sitting on the edge of your seat.

"Phew, we win." Fingel and Lu Mingfei high-fived.

"Junior brother, you have good skills."

"Senior brother, you are not bad either."

The two cherished each other and seemed to have been friends for many years.

"One more, GO! GO! GO!" Fingel put on his headphones and cheered.

"Wait a minute, I have a friend here." Lu Mingfei said.

The visitor was none other than Old Tang. Unknowingly, it was already six o'clock in the evening. He and Fingel each ordered a bucket of instant noodles and a hot dog.

It was all his money, and he didn't lack money for burgers, but Fingel got so good at it that he didn't even want to eat, so he just made do with some instant noodles.

"Brother? Didn't you go to school? Why, you went to the Internet cafe on the first day?" Old Tang sent a message, and Lu Mingfei could almost imagine his mean expression.

"Come on, enter the voice channel. I have another person here." Lu Mingfei pulled Old Tang into the voice channel without saying a word.

"Brother, this is my friend, his name is Old Tang." Lu Mingfei introduced: "Old Tang, that new account is my senior brother at Kassel College."

"Nice to meet you."

"I have admired you for a long time."

The two guys chatted so familiarly.

"Today we three brothers are gathered here, it's really a great fate." Fingel sucked the instant noodles.

"What's wrong, you still want to form a Taoyuan triple sworn alliance." Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes at him and took a bite of the hot dog.

"It's not impossible." Old Tang replied. He seemed to be eating instant noodles too. Lu Mingfei could hear the "swish" sound of the noodles being sucked. "How about we form a team? How about you name it?" .”

"Let me think about it, let's call it the American Violent Bear!" Fingel suggested.

"Old fashioned."

"vulgar."

"It's better to call them the Hunter Team." Old Tang said.

"It's about the same as me." Fingel muttered.

"How about calling the Wolf Squad?" Lu Mingfei had an idea.

When Ashina was there, many people called him Wolf. Although he didn't know why, it sounded pretty handsome.

"good."

"agree."

Old Tang and Fingel both agreed, and the great three-person group "Sekiro" was announced in the Internet cafe today!

"Let the war begin, brothers!"

"rush B! rush B!"

The characters in the game bear the team name of "Sekiro" and wear headgear made of black stockings, and they advance all the way.

The three of them seemed to be in an uninhabited land, wreaking havoc on everyone in the battle channel.

This night, players in every channel remembered the team "Sekiro".

At 1:30 in the morning, they ended another game.

"That's almost it. Come back next time when you have a chance." Lu Mingfei said goodbye to Old Tang with a thirsty mouth.

He had a lot of fun today, he hadn't been this happy in a long time.

"Brother, let me play sniper next time and show you my skills as a gun master."

"No, no, no, let me do it. I'm in school, and I'm known as the sniper god. He's always accurate with his snipers." Fingel interrupted.

The three of them laughed in the voice channel and said goodbye reluctantly.

It is really difficult to find such two brothers. Friendship has always played a very important role in a man's heart.

Going out of your way to protect your friends is not just talk.

Although the American school was unreliable, he was lucky enough to have two good brothers.

"The train is coming soon, let's leave first." Lu Mingfei said: "One day, Sekiro Team will stand on the podium of WCG and lift the trophy."

"Come on, if you still want to win the championship, go to school and report." Old Tang said.

"Next time I will take my senior brother to find you, let's have a real 3v3."

"You're always welcome, but I don't care about food."

"Then I'll have to buy a hot dog," Fingal said.

"This can be considered."

Lu Mingfei smiled slightly and logged off the computer.

He bought himself and Fingel a cup of Coke, quietly climbed over the fence, and sat in the deserted waiting room, waiting for two o'clock in the morning.

After shouting "rush B" for a day, his throat was a little hoarse. The ice-cold Coke flowed down his throat, moistening his dry tongue and lips.

"It's great." The two cheered in unison.

At this time, the sound of bells and train whistles came.

A train entered the station, and the light of its headlights flashed on the platform. At two o'clock in the morning, on a night without overtime trains, the CC1000 express train entered the station.

A dark figure appeared at the empty ticket gate. It was a man wearing a dark green conductor's uniform. He was shaking a golden bell in his hand and had a golden conductor badge on his hat. He was holding a flashlight in one hand and a credit card machine in the other.

"CC1000 Express, passengers, please prepare to board. Passengers, please prepare to board." The conductor's voice echoed in the hall.

The two guards then slept soundly, seemingly unaware of the train's arrival.