Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Warhammer

Lead-colored dark clouds enveloped the sky of this coastal city, and thunder and lightning swam like silver snakes in this thick black ocean, sending out deafening roars to the world from time to time.

Afterwards, the ocean crashed from the sky.

Chu Zihang stood at the door of the classroom, looking at the car show in the storm on the playground.

Originally, Shilan High School did not allow private cars to enter the campus, but with such bad weather, all parents were worried that their precious children would get wet.

In the excitement of the crowd, a few angry parents forced the big iron door open, and all the cars swarmed in.

The car lights from all directions reflected the dense rain on the rainy night, and the undulating horns were messy and harsh, like a motley band composed of laymen, which was annoying to listen to.

Parents and students in raincoats bumped into the car show like headless flies. After about half an hour, the parents who found their children drove away one after another.

Only the torn turf was left, and the yellow mud fled in all directions along the water of the rain waterfall.

The phone vibrated with a new text message.

Chu Zihang took it out and took a look at it, then silently deleted it and put it back in his pocket, continuing to stare blankly at the silver waterfall outside the eaves.

There were several others taking shelter from the rain like him, such as the two girls outside the corridor on the second floor, and the junior boy not far away under the same roof, carrying a worn canvas bag.

Chu Zihang recognized that boy. He had made a lot of noise in school recently.

He thought for a moment, then walked up to the other party and took the initiative to say hello:

"Hello, classmate."

He rarely does this. Although he is not a cold-faced evil star who refuses people thousands of miles away, he is definitely not familiar with him.

There were very few people in the entire Shilan Middle School who dared to talk to him, let alone when he took the initiative to talk to anyone.

As for why he did this... Chu Zihang couldn't explain clearly. Maybe he felt a special temperament from the other person, or maybe he didn't want to stand in a daze while taking shelter from the rain.

"Hello. I'm Lu Mingfei."

The other party turned his head and introduced himself with a gentle and polite smile, then continued to look outside at the rain curtain that was tilted due to the increasing wind.

"I know you...you sent several people to the hospital last week."

Chu Zihang said.

"The rain is a bit heavy. It will probably take a long time before it stops."

Lu Mingfei just nodded and didn't care.

"The rain will not stop. The weather station sent a warning message 20 minutes ago. The typhoon is about to land head-on."

"That's it..."

The expression on Lu Mingfei's face did not change. He just stretched out his hand, and the rain made splashes on his hand.

"If the rain doesn't stop...then how are you going to go back?"

Chu Zihang asked.

"Run back, put the things here, and come back to get them tomorrow."

Chu Zihang glanced at the heavy rain outside that seemed to swallow up the whole world:

"My dad will pick me up in a moment. I can give you a ride if you want."

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment, then showed a gentle smile:

"Well, thank you then, I owe you a favor."

"Then I can try to assemble this thing when I get back tonight."

He shook the old canvas bag behind him, and there was a crisp metal collision sound.

Only then did Chu Zihang turn his attention to the worn canvas bag behind Lu Mingfei.

The bag looked heavy, and he didn't know what it contained. He noticed a black oil stain on the bottom of the bag.

He suddenly remembered that he had met Lu Mingfei several times before.

The other party often went in and out of the school janitor's utility room, and once saw him cutting greenery with the school janitor with a chainsaw.

Boys in this age group are either concentrating on studying or trying hard to maintain their image to attract the attention of the girls they like. People like Lu Mingfei are really different.

But Chu Zihang quickly threw these thoughts out of his mind, over-inferring that understanding others was not his preference.

Two white lights pierced the rain curtain on the playground like sharp swords and illuminated the bottom floor of the teaching building.

A powerful black beast appeared in the sight of Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei. The two "M" on the front of the car overlapped into a mountain-shaped shiny logo, shining brightly in the heavy rain.

With a dull roar, the black beast slowed down and approached Chu Zihang to avoid stirring up a water curtain that was too high.

This is a Maybach, the top car from Mercedes-Benz.

Chu Zihang was not keen on cars, these were all things the man in the car was bragging to him about.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Lu Mingfei beside him. He was also looking at the luxury black car, but he didn't show much expression on his face.

The man driving this black beast walked out holding a large umbrella that was also pitch black, and braved the violent wind and rain to walk to the eaves with difficulty.

"Is this your friend?"

The man seemed a little surprised and glanced at Lu Mingfei a few more times.

"Does it require your consent?"

Although Chu Zihang's tone was calm, everyone could tell that his words were a bit harsh.

"That's definitely not necessary. I'm happy to see my son making friends!"

The man chuckled, not paying attention, and turned to look at Lu Mingfei again, his eyebrows dancing with joy:

"Where do you live, handsome boy? I'll take you back with Zihang. A typhoon will land tonight and it will be windy and rainy. It's absolutely safe to take my car."

"Then I'll trouble you, uncle. May the Emperor...well, I wish you good health and smooth sailing, uncle."

Lu Mingfei bowed slightly and thanked him.

The man was stunned for a moment, then laughed:

"Your friend is so polite, hahaha, come on, come on, get in the car..."

Chu Zihang ignored the man and got into the back seat of the car in the rain.

Lu Mingfei gave the man a polite smile and quickly got into the car with his old canvas bag in his arms.

The man had no choice but to sit back in the driver's seat and put away his umbrella.

The black beast let out a deep roar again, tore through the rain curtain and drove straight out of the gate of Shilan Middle School.

On the second floor of the teaching building, two girls taking shelter from the rain watched the luxury car leave.

"Why hasn't my car arrived yet? What time is it!"

"Don't worry, it should be soon."

"It would be nice if the rain could be delayed a little longer. When I get home, it will rain as much as I want."

"It's too late... This rain should have fallen three years ago."

Their voices drifted into the rainy night, and then were shattered by the rolling muffled thunder and completely dissipated.

…

"It's raining so hard, and your mother doesn't know how to pick you up."

"Fortunately, I didn't go to the car wash this morning..."

The black Maybach drove all the way in the heavy rain.

The man started his topic while fiddling with the steering wheel coolly.

During this period, he glanced at Chu Zihang's classmate from the rearview mirror. He was lying on a comfortable and warm sofa chair. He didn't know whether he was asleep or had his eyes closed to rest. He didn't react to his topic.

But Chu Zihang didn't react at all. He turned his head and looked at the dense raindrops that smashed against the car window.

"Time flies so fast. All of a sudden you are eighteen and an adult."

"Don't relax in your sophomore year of high school. Hold on and finish your senior year. With your intelligence, you can choose any university in China."

"It's okay to go abroad. Why don't you want to study abroad now? Then I'll let you... um, let your mother help me choose a room from the Ivy League."

"Damn, it's so blocked!"

The man drove this black beast to swim freely in the traffic with various exquisite and beautiful techniques, leaving only a lot of drivers who were overtaken by him to lower their windows and curse loudly.

Until it was completely blocked by the traffic flow of the collision ahead.

The man looked around, his eyes falling on the fork in the rain.

A somewhat abrupt branch of the elevated road was only a step away from them, and the road sign was hidden by the wildly dancing branches of a willow tree.

…

"elder brother."

Lu Mingfei, who was contemplating with his eyes closed, seemed to hear someone calling in a low voice.

"elder brother."

The call sounded from my ears, becoming clearer and clearer.

He opened his eyes and saw a boy sitting next to him.

"Brother, it's still too late for you to get out of the car."

The boy looked into his eyes and said softly.