Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

It was night, Lu Mingfei was lying on the bed, tossing and turning in deep sleep, but what he was thinking about was not the My Fair Lady, but a Goubi player with the game ID name "OldTang".

This guy was obviously on par with me in terms of strength, but he had learned some dirty tricks from nowhere. He used those insidious tricks to make him sick so much that he not only lost the game but also got screwed up.

The most irritating thing is that this guy ran away after winning without giving him a chance to regain his position. It was simply abominable!

"boom!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Lu Mingfei punched out and lightly hit the wall without making too much noise.

It's not that he's afraid of pain, it's mainly because his uncle and aunt live in the next room instead of Lao Xia Tou, otherwise his strength will never be restrained at all.

"You're saying that I only found out today, and you're really treating me like a three-year-old child."

During dinner tonight, he had already learned the ins and outs of the "recognition of relatives" from Xia Mi. He said that her family had gone through all kinds of hardships to find the clan members, and that Old Xia Tou had no idea about this, so he didn't believe it at all.

How could Uncle Xia, who is omnipotent, not know how many members there are in his family? When he first met Xia Mi, he dressed up in a fancy way, but insisted that there was no relationship between the two. I really believed him. evil.

And Xia Mi, that yellow-haired girl, had just recognized her and already dared to occupy his co-pilot's seat. He couldn't imagine what would happen next.

Senior brother and I can only collect Lao Xia Tou's gold coins!

Thinking about how to get his senior brother to accept the little witch, Lu Mingfei slowly fell asleep.

This time the dream was a bit strange. He came to a rural area similar to ancient times. The people here dressed similarly to the ancient people in TV series. Both men and women basically had long hair. They carried hoes and sickles on their backs and seemed to be ready to do farm work.

Xiaolu looked down at himself and found that he was still wearing the cotton pajamas he wore when sleeping. He looked out of place with the surrounding environment. Many villagers cast curious glances at him, seeming to wonder where this strangely dressed boy came from. Where did it come from.

Lu Mingfei felt a little baffled, but because he knew he was in a dream, he completely ignored the villagers' eyes and started walking around the village, muttering to someone as he walked:

"Astra?"

"Little profiteer?"

"Green Forest Man?"

"Lu Mingze?"

"My stupid Oudou?"

But no matter how he called, the little boy who always liked to interfere in his dreams seemed to be disconnected and never responded.

"That's weird. Could it be that he took the money and ran away?" Lu Mingfei was a little worried that if he gave the dragon blood crystal to Lu Mingze, he would be like a meat bun beating a dog, and there would be no return. After all, this guy has been there since he appeared. I haven't done anything reliable.

And just as he lowered his head to think, the surrounding villagers looked at him with a little pity, and some were still sighing, as if they were saying how could such a good kid be such a fool.

"Ah, the beastly boy is here, everyone, run away."

Several teenagers of similar age ran past him, with a smile on their childish faces that made Lu Mingfei particularly unhappy. It was a mocking smile with unwarranted malice that had accompanied him throughout his life. Throughout primary school career.

"Hehe, there is a freak who was born without a father~"

"A monster gave birth to a bastard, no wonder his father ran away hahaha..."

The 12 or 13-year-old boys stopped after running a certain distance, turned around and made faces towards Lu Mingfei, saying words that made people feel angry.

Lu Mingfei knew they were not talking about him, but he still felt offended.

Turning around, he saw a handsome young man wearing black linen clothes coming from behind. His hair was an extremely rare crimson red, as wild as upright weeds, but his face was extremely delicate and he looked like a good boy.

However, at this moment, the young man's red eyes were reflecting the few urchins who were mocking him wantonly, as if there was endless anger that wanted to burn them to death.

He passed by Lu Mingfei, clenching his fists and walking step by step towards the guys who started running again, seemingly not worried at all about being run away by them.

In other words, he just wanted the other party to run far away and stay away from these villagers who would go astray before attacking.

When the surrounding villagers saw this, not only did they not stop it, but they all seemed not surprised, and looked at the red-haired boy with a bit of disgust and disgust.

Lu Mingfei squinted his eyes, looked at the red-haired boy carefully for a few times, and finally found something wrong: "Why doesn't he have ears?"

Behind the boy's wild sideburns like weeds, Lu Mingfei could not find the ears that should be there. Instead, two small furry triangles protruded from the top of the other person's head, which were inconspicuous among the red hair.

As if hearing his muttering, the two furry little triangles moved, and one of them actually turned in a direction like an enemy radar.

Seeing the animal ears with lining, Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up: "Shall I go, werewolf?"

Is this dream finally no longer about fighting monsters?

Thinking like this, he slowly followed behind the red-haired boy. The houses in the countryside were scattered in a scattered pattern, and there was no need to worry about losing him even though they were about thirty meters apart.

When the red-haired boy chased the little kids into a small forest, the constant shouting and cursing instantly turned into painful screams and moans, which made Lu Mingfei perk up.

He lightly touched the edge of the woods and heard no sound of fighting, secretly thinking that the battle ended so quickly.

He was about to see how the battle was going on inside, but as soon as he poked his head out from behind the tree, he saw a lightly bloody fist hitting his face. He was so fast that he couldn't dodge it.

"Hey, wait, I'm not..."

…

"boom!"

Xia Di flicked off the cork of the sparkling wine with one hand, poured the cold sparkling wine into the goblet, then took a sip and sighed: "It tastes like Sprite with some alcohol."

After smashing it, he picked up the wine bottle on the side and filled a glass and handed it to the gray-haired man next to him: "Here, you have a taste too."

Fingel, who was sitting in the auditorium of the kendo hall and acted as the guardian boss, twitched his eyes and looked at the glass of transparent liquid handed over by Xia Di. He hesitated for a moment and took out a lighter from his pocket, lighting it with a click.

The flame burned in the goblet, and Fingel looked a little complicated: "Do you think I have bad eyesight and didn't see that you were holding another bottle of wine?"

Xia Di chuckled upon hearing this, and gave the water of life to the girl next to her as if nothing had happened. She patted Shufen on the shoulder and said happily, "Aren't I worried that you've been overworked recently and your body is overdrawn?" Now it seems that you are in good spirits, and your self-control and recovery are quite good, which deserves praise."

It has been two days since Xia Di returned home and Chu Lu explored the Peach Blossom Land. The Kassel College Kendo Hall has welcomed the largest number of students this year. Almost the entire school's students have poured into the Kendo Hall, preparing to watch the Axis Powers. The civil war among the members...oh no, it should be a contest between the new members of Cassel Academy and the old king.

Since the international students from the Japanese branch challenged Fingel at noon the day before yesterday, and after the publicity and public opinion guidance of the Ministry of Information, the attention of all teachers and students of Kassel College has been attracted by this battle. Not only Principal Angers The husband personally asked about the reason, and even the old cowboy who huddled in the clock tower all day without leaving the door came to join in the fun.

Of course, the focus of people's attention is not all on who is better between the new man and the old king. A considerable part of it is also focused on the internal strife in the Ministry of Information.

Early yesterday morning, the backbone members and new members of the Information Department had just announced that they would join the fight. Yuan Zhisheng had to defeat their representatives before they could fight the minister. As a result, it didn't take long for those guys to post in the post as if they had lost their minds. A lot of declarations of usurpation.

What about "Ministers take turns to come to my house next year", "Princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have their own kind", "Kassel has been suffering for a long time, and he can take his place", "I, Russell, am not targeting anyone, I just want to say "Everyone here is rubbish", "Why don't I, Fat Tiger, not want to be the boss for once?"...

In addition to these, there is a lot of nonsense, like a drunkard, but the core idea is to oust Fingel from his position and become the leader of Kassel Academy.

According to insiders, at noon yesterday, there was a wailing sound like a slaughtering pig from the Information Department's men's dormitory stronghold, and it was suspected that a major violent crime had occurred.

Professor Manstein took action upon hearing the news and led the people from the Discipline Committee to raid the den of gangsters in the Ministry of Information, rescued two unconscious new students, and tortured all the four King Kongs who had gathered in the crowd to fight and fell into a severe coma. Peter, who was lying under the bed, escaped unharmed.

The person involved, Peter, was very secretive about what happened that day and did not dare to reveal a word, but everyone could see that every inch of skin on the other person's face expressed a strong desire to survive.

So there were only four members of the news department attending the challenge today. One was [Batman] Wayne, who made harsh words in the Night Watch Forum and wanted to beat up the childish boy, and the other was Bei, who blended into the crowd and perfectly blended into the role of the onlookers. Brother Zi, while Peter and Fingel sat in the audience and acted as coaches and final BOSS.

In fact, Eva also disguised herself and sneaked in, and she was the one who helped Xia Di get the wine.

Originally, because of Fingel's own aura, no one around him except Peter dared to get close to him. Eva could get along with her boyfriend across a seat, so it wouldn't be too conspicuous.

However, Xia Di intervened and sat down directly in the empty seat between the young lovers. He was also very kind and shared snacks and drinks. The students who saw him called him "Vice Principal" with great respect. It was obvious that he was an old cowboy. Something unexpected happened and I couldn't come to the scene to watch.

Fingel had no choice but to follow his words: "Then what are you going to reward me, boss?"

He was a dignified Dragon King, and when he wanted to praise him, he couldn't just praise him verbally. He didn't ask for any valuables, just a few life-saving alchemy items that could withstand the attacks of the first generation species. It didn't matter.

And Xia Di was not stingy and directly gave him something golden: "As a reward, you will be rewarded with the Hikiro jelly you love to eat."

Taking the jelly the size of a child's fist, Fingel stared at the ninja on the package with a weathered face but an extremely rippling smile, wondering when the Lord of Bronze and Fire, who specialized in alchemy, would study food. , and asked curiously: "This thing...is it useful?"

It is said that the King of Bronze and Fire went to China after leaving Northern Europe and became a well-known big shot and was active for a long time. Could this be the elixir they developed?

"Eat it and you will be able to maintain the most sincere smile no matter what kind of torture you undergo. Even if you die, you will be able to ensure that the curvature of the corners of your mouth will not be lower than 30°!" Xia Di raised his thumb and seemed to highly admire this product. .

Such a miraculous effect shocked Fingel. He decisively called Wayne over, who was resting his eyes and recuperating, asking him with great concern whether he had had enough for breakfast, and then peeled off the food with great care. The Kisekiro jelly was handed to the newlyweds, who had clear eyes and a wise mind.

Wayne, who didn't know why, didn't refuse the minister's kindness. He was just about to imitate Guan Yunchang's method of warming wine and killing Hua Xiong with a blues ice catch to catch a child, but Fingel had already put the jelly to his mouth, and he could only swallow it in one gulp, and then A sincere smile slowly appeared on the handsome face that pretended to be deep:

"Thank you, Minister. Just wait for my good news! Hehe~"

Fingel:? !

Wake up, Bruce, you are Batman not Joker, laughing like that can easily ruin your character!

But in the end, he didn't say this out loud. He just patted Wayne on the shoulder like Xia Di said: "Come on, if you can defeat Yuan Zhisheng, even Principal Angers will praise your excellence, and maybe you can win." Got a chance to have tea with him.”

Wayne's face lit up when he heard this, and he was about to nod when he saw the vice-principal next to him wave his hand: "Whether he likes it or not, I'll do it."

After saying that, Xia Di put a bottle of wine without any label on her lap, bared her teeth and said with a smile: "Fuck Yuan Zhisheng down, you will not only get my praise, but also this bottle of wine that I have treasured for many years." I’ll also give you the fine wine for your son’s wedding!”

Professor Manstein, who was leading someone to maintain order next to him, heard a vein on his forehead and pulled his good friend Professor Guderian, who was about to see his student show off his power, to the other side.

Wayne, who was highly trusted by the minister and vice-principal, walked into the competition venue with his head held high. At this time, Yuan Zhisheng had also changed into his training clothes. He wore two famous Japanese swords on his waist, and his handsome face only had a look of solemnity. , as if this was not a friendly discussion, but a real battle.

The entire campus of Cassel College is shrouded in the realm of the vice-principal's Word Spirit and Commandments. Anyone with a bloodline not higher than his can't use the Word Spirit on campus, so this time it's just a pure competition on whose physical fitness and fighting skills Even better.

In terms of equipment alone, the double swords used by Minamoto Zhisheng are undoubtedly masters of cold weapons. According to insiders, Professor Toyama Masashi has personally admitted that he is not his opponent in kendo. It is very likely that besides the principal of Kassel Academy The strongest swordsman outside.

It is said that Bruce Wayne has a master in pistol combat, and celebrities from all walks of life in North America praise his skills, saying that this is a wonderful experience they have never had before, and they wish they could keep him at home and practice marksmanship every day.

But it is obvious that Wayne is also good at swordsmanship in addition to marksmanship. At this time, he is holding a cross-shaped European long sword. The sword is about one meter and four meters long and weighs ten kilograms. Just holding it in his hand is heavier than those two The "slim" Japanese sword is too powerful. It looks like a burly adult bullying two skinny high school students.

The two sides stood still in the middle of the field. Wayne's face was serious, and his voice was deep, thick and hoarse, as if he had throat cancer: "There is an old saying in China, 'He who knows the current affairs is a hero.' The current excitement is obvious to all, and I don't think you are willing either." You were beaten all over the floor by me in public, so I hope you can admit defeat obediently, so that I don't have to be cruel."

At this moment, the Kendo Hall was packed with people, and many students were holding cameras and DV players ready to shoot exciting scenes. They obviously wanted to take advantage of the lack of manpower in the Information Department and were unable to capture enough footage, so they could earn a lot of money from them.

Unfortunately, Fengel had already installed surveillance cameras at the Kendo Hall in advance, and sent his own boys to seize the best shooting locations in advance, so there was no need to worry about a lack of material.

Yuan Zhisheng was indifferent to the commotion around him. He just stared at the strong American man opposite him who was 1.88 meters tall and weighed 95 kilograms. He was proficient in kendo and Jeet Kune Do. He pressed his left hand on the sword spider cutter. on the hilt of the knife.

As the leader of the younger generation of the Sheqi family, his swordsmanship has long been extraordinary. In the entire Sheqi family, only Inuyama Ga, the head of the Inuyama family, is the only one who can stabilize him. And as time goes by, the gap between the two is only It will get smaller and smaller until he reaches the top of Japanese Kendo.

The American A-level mixed-blood in front of me may be pretty good among these students, but this guy's early years of addiction to drinking and sex have left him physically weak. If you want to fight him who has truly experienced the test of blood and fire, you will definitely lose within fifty rounds. defeat.

If this match could be a matter of life and death, then Yuan Zhisheng was confident that he could end his opponent's life within twenty rounds.

Just like the US military stationed in Japan, if they didn't have the lighthouse country as a strong backing, the world needs peace, and the mixed race cannot be exposed to the eyes of the world, he would definitely lead people to slaughter them directly.

"If you weren't protected by the rules, you wouldn't even be qualified to die by my sword." Xia Di nodded as soon as the young master of the Yuan family with a cold temperament spoke.

Yes, it has an internal smell.

Professor Manstein, who was in the audience, saw that the atmosphere was getting more and more intense, and even the two people on the court were already a little angry. In order to avoid actually causing a loss of life, he had to go on stage again to read out the rules of the competition and emphasize it again and again. Don't harm your life.

Originally, as the director of the Discipline Committee, he should strictly resist such vicious fights, but who made the principal agree to let them fight with real swords and guns while ensuring safety? As a small faculty member, he It’s not just that you have to be obedient.

When Professor Manstein left the stage, the battle between Wayne and Yuan Zhisheng officially began.

Yuan Zhisheng did not step forward immediately. He first glanced at Fingel, who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, and then slowly drew his sword and prepared to attack, ending the battle in the shortest possible time.

However, Wayne on the opposite side did something that no one had expected. He inserted the European sword into his hand on the solid wood floor, then reached behind his waist with both hands. Suddenly, two Desert Eagles were in full view of the public. was taken out.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Wayne crossed his arms with guns on his chest, his expression was as holy as that of a church pastor, his eyes were neither sad nor happy, and he declared to everyone in a solemn tone:

"Gun fighting skills, American style Iai, please teach me!"