Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Warhammer

The black Maybach blended into the night, and the car lights turned into two sharp swords that pierced the night ahead.

It was already 1:20 in the morning, and the Maybach was running wildly on the New East Expressway at a speed of 120 miles.

"I really didn't realize that, junior brother, you are still a man who drives fast!"

Fingel sat in the passenger seat and clicked his tongue.

Chu Zihang did not answer, but glanced at the GPS, which showed that there were still more than 80 kilometers away from Osaka.

"By the way, I have good news for you. Our good friends from the Japan branch have officially issued a reward warrant for the three of us through the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. We are charged with illegal immigration, arms smuggling and kidnapping of girls."

"As long as you see our traces or provide information, we will provide a reward ranging from 100,000 to 300,000 yen."

Fingel felt a little bored and turned around with a playful smile.

But still no one paid attention to him. The deputy leader concentrated on driving, and the leader closed his eyes and meditated. Only Miss Setsuko, who had been silent, realized that the atmosphere was wrong, lowered her head and whispered:

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Fingel's smile suddenly fell.

It's too boring to go on missions with Menguazi's teammates, and we can't happily complain and talk nonsense together.

Then, he set his sights on the fresh and beautiful Yamato Nadeshiko and started chatting with her about everyday things.

Although it feels very strange for a German and a Japanese to communicate in Chinese.

…

"We're almost there."

From the Maybach's windshield, one can see the magnificent pavilions in the mountains, which look like palaces in the sky. The hazy golden halo reflects the bright moon hanging high in the dark night.

Even though it was two-thirty in the morning, there was still a lot of traffic on this winding winding mountain road, all of which were all kinds of expensive luxury cars.

The guests were obviously heading towards the golden house in the mountains.

"Bliss Tiandu, according to the information, it is a casino hidden in the mountains. It is a place where the deeper you hide, the bigger the fun. There is no upper limit for the bets on their gaming tables."

"Although its external information shows that it is always under construction, many wealthy Japanese CEOs know that it has been completed, but it only has trial operations ranging from one to three times a month."

"Every time there is a trial opening, these rich people will flock away, taking tens of millions and hundreds of millions of yen to gamble like crazy... Damn it, these criminal stupid capitalists!"

"If you lose for nothing, why don't you give me some and give me some sumptuous supper? At least I will say thank you to the sponsor dad!"

As he spoke, Fingel began to digress again.

"What's the reason? With the status and assets of these gamblers, they can burn money at any casino, so why do they have to come here?"

Chu Zihang slowed down and drove slowly along the queue of cars in front of him.

"This is the highlight of the Paradise Hall!"

Fingel cheered up, "According to the chat emails collected by Eva from rich people, as long as you win enough money, you will be lucky enough to meet 'Mandala', and she can help you realize any wish!"

"It?"

Chu Zihang asked.

Fingel was startled, but then he realized what Chu Zihang was asking and shook his head:

"NO! She!"

He emphasized his tone, "Mandala is a person, not an object!"

"Any wish is okay?"

Shi Jinzi asked in a low voice.

"That's what the rich man said. All wishes, whether legal or illegal, as long as you have enough money, you can buy anything there!"

"How much does that militant Emperor-class Titan cost? It needs to have the Weeper's exclusive livery."

Lu Mingfei suddenly asked.

"Um... I don't know what the thing you are talking about is, leader, but I feel it is a rather outrageous wish like 'world peace' or 'spending a night with the President of the United States.'"

Fingel was speechless for a moment.

"How much does a set of Indomitable Terminator Power Armor cost?"

"...Then, Captain, you should go ask the mandala yourself later."

…

The Maybach parked in the parking lot next to the mountain stream and small bridge in front of the Mountain Treasure Pavilion.

Through the car window, you can see many beautiful girls in classical kimonos greeting guests on the stone bridge with smiles, not caring at all that the guests leave their handprints on their graceful bodies;

There are also handsome waiters with fair skin wearing Indian turbans who carry luggage for customers back and forth. Occasionally, customers will leave fingerprints on their bodies.

But more noteworthy than that were the men in black suits wandering in front of the house.

They opened their arms, revealing the handle of the gun - a heavy tactical pistol produced by Israel's "HS Precision Company", which can even penetrate police body armor.

"The defenses look a bit tight."

Fingel whispered, "The security system is also a bit awesome. It can be broken, but I can't guarantee that it won't be discovered."

"They invited me to purify them. I don't need to hide."

Lu Mingfei played with the dark gold card in his hand, picked up the chain sword and walked out of the Maybach.

The chain sword has been replaced with a new chain blade - this thing is a consumable item like explosive bombs and can be replaced with a new one at any time.

"What about us?"

Chu Zihang asked.

"Let's wait in the car first and see what kind of welcome ceremony the person who invited me has prepared for me."

Lu Mingfei said.

He has not yet mastered the "Scrier's Gaze" ability in the prophecy system, otherwise he would be able to capture everything and everyone in this building in his mind.

In this way, there is no need to worry about heretics escaping after alerting the snake, and there is no need to go to great lengths to explore the information in advance to prevent brothers from getting hurt——

Just fight your way in from the main entrance.

"clear."

"okay!"

Lu Mingfei looked at Shi Jinzi again, his expression softening a little:

"Miss Translator, please get off the bus with me and go with me."

"Of course, I will do my best to keep you safe."

"……OK."

Shi Jinzi was a little scared, but still followed Lu Mingfei and got out of the car.

She hid the two knives under her thighs again, trying her best to look like a harmless JK.

Not long after getting out of the car, several people in black suits were attracted by the extremely conspicuous chain sword on Lu Mingfei's waist. They walked over with a cold face holding the handle of the gun:

"ここは weapon をhold ち込んではいけない."

"You can't bring weapons in here."

Shi Jinzi stepped forward to translate in time.

"I was invited."

Lu Mingfei showed the dark gold metal card in front of them.

The man in the suit's expression changed obviously. He said "Please wait a moment" and then walked aside, as if to inform the higher-ups of the Paradise Hall.

After a long while, he walked back to Lu Mingfei, bowed deeply to apologize, and made a welcoming gesture to invite him into the Paradise Pavilion.

"It's really interesting...are these heretics so confident?"

The corners of Lu Mingfei's mouth were slightly raised, and his smile was a little cold.

It's the middle of winter, but the cherry blossoms here are in full bloom. The pink petals fall with the cold wind, and the stream carries the pink color and flows towards the darkness of the Paradise Hall that cannot be illuminated by the golden haze.

The girls in Ishibashi's kimonos lined up on both sides, watching Lu Mingfei pass by with spring on their faces.

Lu Mingfei ignored them and his eyes fell on the heavy carved bronze door of the Golden House.

The relief on the bronze door is actually "Hell in Disguise" by the Tang Dynasty painter Wu Daozi.

The ferocious evil spirits are lifelike, holding iron forks or wooden hammers and other murderous weapons, and inflict the cruelest and most severe punishment on the sinners who go to hell.

However, it would be too ridiculous for such a sculpture to encourage people to do good and not do evil to be carved in front of a casino.

But Lu Mingfei didn't mind being an angel and sending those heretics to hell.

He stretched out his hand and pushed open the heavy carved copper door. Warm but turbid air and dazzling lights greeted him. The sound of the steel balls pouring from the pachinko machine, the beating of the dice in the cup, the cheers of the girls... …It’s overwhelming and hits people’s hearts.

The beautiful dealers who were shuffling the cards wore black suits around their waists and bunny girl outfits below their waists. Black fishnet stockings wrapped their thighs, and their round buttocks had a white bunny tail;

The waitresses were wearing rose-red silk swimsuits, with a large amount of white exposed at the neckline. They walked past with their seductive waists swinging, and gave charming gazes to every man who looked at them.

There are also pachinko girls, all of whom are as beautiful as Yu Shijinko, wearing cool or charming makeup, sailor school uniforms, high-cut cheongsams, see-through evening gowns, nurse uniforms...

Their beautiful looks become more alluring under the reflection of the deep red Italian marble floor and red crystal glass wall.

The faces of the gamblers are all different, including ecstasy, distortion, anger, pain...

This place is simply a sinful pit filled with human desires. The disgust and hatred on Lu Mingfei's face was not concealed.

He remembered the history of a certain alien race in that cold universe - they were once the most prosperous race that ruled the galaxy, but because of their long lifespan, they excessively pursued and indulged in physical and psychological pleasure.

In the end, spurred by strong emotions, a fourth evil and corrupt god was born in the subspace. Not only did they nearly wipe out their race, but the location of the mother civilization also became the connection between real space and subspace.

Beyond that, their souls will forever be prey to the new evil god.

Shi Jinzi approached Lu Mingfei nervously. Only in this way could she get a sense of security in this depraved place of lust.

"Those who pursue indulgent desires will fall into the abyss forever and never recover."

She suddenly heard Lu Mingfei whispering to himself.

Before she could think about the meaning of this sentence, Lu Mingfei turned her head slightly and said:

"You can leave now, Miss Setsuko."

"Okay...ok."

Shi Jinzi was startled, but he didn't dare to say anything and nodded obediently.

Then he turned around and left this maze of desire as if running away.

The fragrance of flowers and tea spread into his nose, and the girl's warm body gently pressed against his side. The female manager in black knelt on the ground and raised her body with a smile like a flower:

"Can I invite you to the VIP room? I am Sakurai Kogure, the manager here. You can just call me Kogure."

The "mandala" was already blooming around him.