Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Warhammer

A loud and harsh noise suddenly sounded, interrupting the playback of this audio.

"Gone?"

Lu Mingfei frowned, is it gone now?

"The King is a person who is very good at hiding his secrets. I am lucky to be able to monitor this information."

Yuan Zhinv put away her phone, "This is also my sincerity. I am investigating the identity of Gloria and the Wang General as 'Dr. Herzog'. I will notify you as soon as there is specific information - if we If the two of them reach a cooperation."

Lu Mingfei only cared about Gloya and her heretic master, who always laid all kinds of stumbling blocks and traps for him first, which made him very annoyed.

As for the possibility that the king will know his identity——

This is no longer important. No matter what kind of past this body has or what kind of future it will have, Lu Mingfei will face it with the tenacity of his soul as the son of Saint Les.

Just cut the scheming clown into pieces.

"I promise to cooperate with you, but only with your current personality. I only represent the Weeping Angels Chapter and have nothing to do with Cassel College."

"I also promise to only help you purify that heretic. Unless there are other heretics or aliens that harm mankind, I will not help you deal with your enemies."

Lu Mingfei thought carefully for a while, and then made a decisive decision.

"Your promise is enough."

A gentle smile appeared on Yuan Zhennu's face, and crimson eye shadow appeared at the corners of her eyes. Even a beautiful girl's smile would become inferior and dim in front of him.

"...You might try...to become a little stronger."

"Otherwise I always feel weird."

Lu Mingfei looked a little strange.

"Does it look like a girl? My brother often says it would be great if I were a girl."

"And I also like to dance in women's clothes. If you have the chance, I can invite you to watch my performance."

Yuan Jingnu laughed softly.

"……No."

Lu Mingfei was quite unaccustomed to it. If this child joined his Weeping Angels battle group - he would definitely drill him severely!

Make him a big guy with big muscles! Only in this way can we kill the aliens and purify the heretics!

"Also, what was Tokyo nightclubs like before I came here."

"The alien, and the people who were killed."

Lu Mingfei asked.

"He probably got your information and plan from Gloya, and then specially played a little trick on you."

"The person who committed the murder is most likely 'Long Ma'. He likes the bloody 'bloodletting knife technique' the most, and he also likes to experiment with his knife technique on living people."

"As for the Deadpool... Although the King also has the controllable technology to infuse humans with dragon blood and turn them into Deadpool, he has not shown it to the outside world, otherwise I would not be able to find his experimental site..."

"That Ryoma, where is he now?"

Lu Mingfei asked in a deep voice.

"Lu Jun wants to kill him? I can help you find his location."

"Well, as soon as possible."

"By the way, Mr. Lu, I need to remind you of something."

Yuan Zhimu stood up, her expression became solemn again, "If you see me and General Wang together... then please be careful."

"That means that my other personality has been awakened and controlled by the King, and appears as his 'extremely evil ghost' to kill people."

"Then can I kill you then?"

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment and then asked.

"Of course I believe in your strength, Mr. Lu...but please be careful."

"Fengjian Liuli's speaking spirit is called Dream Tapir. It is an extremely dangerous speaking spirit power. It can drag you into a dream and kill you... If you die in a dream, your real body will also die."

Yuan Jingnu warned.

"Captain, help! We can't hold it anymore!"

Fingel's call came from the headset. Lu Mingfei's expression tightened, and he immediately stood up with his sword and rushed out of the VIP room.

Only Yuan Jingnu was left staring at his back.

Lu Mingfei felt something in his heart, and turned around to glance at the dim room that was retreating behind him - there was no one in it.

…

The charming female manager has disappeared, leaving only the men in black who have been strengthened by the spirit of speech and special drugs.

A raging fire has been ignited in the Paradise Pavilion, and Chu Zihang's Junyan is the best igniter.

Facing the frenzied siege of dozens of specially enhanced hybrid enemies, Chu Zihang and Fingel were inevitably at a disadvantage - especially when the two hybrids launched two specially modified Type 92 heavy weapons. After the machine gun!

The ferocious firepower instantly tore apart the gambling table where Chu Zihang was hiding.

At the critical moment, Fingel stood up.

He chanted the ancient language in a low voice, and his already strong and majestic body swelled again, the bones all over his body made an explosive sound, and the surface of his skin turned a bronze color.

Yan Ling. Bronze Throne.

The serial number of the periodic table of words and spirits is 87. The words and spirits are derived from the lineage of the four kings of bronze and fire. They can strengthen themselves, bones, skin and muscles in a very short time.

The bullets from the Type 92 heavy machine gun poured on him, making a "dinging, clanking" sound, and white smoke floated on his bronze-like skin.

Fingel just braved the hail of bullets, grabbed the bolt gun and shot each of the two machine gunners in the head.

If this scene were filmed and posted on the Night Watch Forum, it would definitely be the hottest news - the famous loser student of Kassel College is not only a macho man, but also has a highly protective high-level speech spirit like the Bronze Throne.

But only a few people in Kassel College knew that Fingel had left his heart in the ice sea of ​​Greenland, and he lost too much in that operation.

That's why he kept numbing himself with a decadent look. The dazzling A-level executive combat elite disappeared and was replaced by a loser who was constantly being demoted.

Now, driven by the fire of revenge, he became the combat elite of the execution department again... which did not last long.

"Captain, help! We can't hold it anymore!"

When he saw a man in black carrying an Apachex 122mm rocket launcher coming out of the cover, he hurriedly shouted at the top of his lungs.

The silver sword light began to reappear, and before the bazooka barrel was launched, the man in black split into two halves along with the bazooka in his hand.

Lu Mingfei joined the cleansing battlefield, and like a tiger among wolves, he immediately locked onto the hybrid who was hiding in the corner and released the King's Attendant.

An enemy came at me with a Jumonji spear, which was a horse weapon used by ancient Japanese military commanders. However, the enemy couldn't find a horse, so he had to use his feet instead.

But the tip of the spear is also sharp and terrifying.

Lu Mingfei gently turned sideways to avoid the thrust of the Jumonji Gun, stepped on the blade of the gun, and used it as a path to twist and pounce on the man holding the gun.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the enemy's gun-holding shoulder was completely cut off, revealing the stark white bones.

Those who are still here are heretics, and they are destined to shed blood tonight.