Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Outside the door of the presidential suite, a waiter in black held a dinner plate with a heat-insulating cover and gently rang the doorbell.

He seemed to be completing the customer's food delivery service, but his attitude did not look friendly. His white-gloved hand kept pressing the doorbell, and the crisp and sweet "ding-dong" sound was as harsh as a reminder.

Coupled with his gloomy tone, it seems that he is not here to deliver food to customers, but to give them final touches.

In the room, Kazama Ruri and Sakurai Kogure's bodies froze slightly. Their two fiery bodies suddenly cooled down at this moment, and they could see a trace of panic in each other's eyes.

Sakurai Kogure's reaction was more like the confusion and confusion of a junior high school girl who was discovered by the dean of school kissing her boyfriend on campus, while Kazama Ruri didn't expect that Wang Jiang would settle everything so quickly and come to her door. After a brief panic After that, he regained his composure, put away the awe of the king and general, and instead felt a strong murderous intention.

He regarded this man as an elder who was both a teacher and a friend, but the other man had been deceiving and using him from beginning to end. Not only did he turn away from his relatives and turn into a murderous evil spirit, but he also became a stranger to his beloved brother. If the great revenge is not avenged, it will really make him feel like he is sitting on pins and needles, like a thorn in his back, and like a lump in his throat.

Releasing Sakurai Kogure's chin, Kazama Ruri stood up straight and turned to stare at the vermilion solid wood door, her eyes dark and uncertain.

On the one hand, out of hatred for the general, he wanted to shoot him in the head.

But on the other hand, considering the Wang General's company over the years, he wanted to ask him face to face why he ruined his supposedly happy life.

Sakurai Kogure, who was dressed as a witch, saw Lord Dragon King staring at the door without blinking, but his steps were still not moving. He stood up and asked obediently: "Lord Dragon King, do you need me to send the people outside away?"

Because Kazama Ruri didn't tell her her real name, Sakurai Kogure thought that the annoying guy outside had found the wrong door without knowing it.

"No, you can go back to your room and stay." Kazama Liuli looked at the girl in front of him who was about the same height as him, and waved her hand to ask her to find a safe place to lie down, so as not to be accidentally injured in the aftermath of the fight later.

Although his sewing skills are not bad, and he can sew clothes and human bodies just right, but for a natural beauty like Sakurai Kogure, it is better to stay natural.

After the girl closed the bedroom door, Kazama Liuli slowly came to the door and looked at the people outside through the peephole.

In his slightly distorted field of vision, a black-clothed waiter with disheveled hair and a mask of an official looked across the door from him.

As if he sensed someone peeping through the peephole, the doorbell stopped suddenly, and the mask depicting an ancient Japanese minister suddenly moved. The vermilion lips and iron-black teeth had an obvious upward curve. What should have been The dignified smile looked extremely strange and evil at this moment.

Kazama Liuli's pupils shrank slightly, and she cursed the monster in her heart. She stroked the short knife hidden in her sleeve with her left hand, and pressed the doorknob with her right hand to open the door.

He had noticed something wrong with General Wang's mask a long time ago. It seemed to be growing on his face and integrating with his skin. However, General Wang had always said that it was a new type of technology, similar to the simulated human face in "Mission: Impossible".

Now that I think about it, that person just treated him like a country bumpkin and bullied him for not seeing the world.

The door that separated the two people was opened, and Kazama Ruri and Wang Jiang reunited again after many days, but they couldn't toast to each other under the night and talk about art and ideals like before.

"Girl, you gave me a big surprise."

The voice coming from under the mask of the public minister became gentle again, no longer as chilling as before. The general Wang looked down at Fengjian Liuli from a high position, with a hint of helplessness in his words, like a father who was tired from traveling outside. He returned home with a tired body, only to find that his son had caused a lot of trouble waiting for him to clean up.

"It's up to me to say this." Fengjian Liuli's eyes were like daggers, and he quickly glanced around the king's body, and finally settled on the mask of the prince.

"There seems to be some misunderstanding between us."

"There is no misunderstanding between us." Fengjian Liuli's tone was indifferent, and the stubbornness of the young man made him unwilling to admit that he was clearly arranged: "It's just that you are using me, and I am also using you. We all get what we need. "

"If outsiders listen to this, I'm afraid they will think that our relationship has broken down." As if to ease the heavy atmosphere, Wang Jiang made a joke that was not funny.

He once used this kind of little joke with Japanese characteristics to plant a bad desire for the opposite sex in Minamoto's heart, and killed him on the grounds that he knew enough about the female body structure to better perform Kabuki dramas. excuse.

He kills not to satisfy his perverted desires, but for art and to preserve fragile beauty.

He did not destroy the flowers with his own hands, but fixed the lives of those girls at the most beautiful moments, so that they would never have to worry about their aging appearance.

Kazama Ruri was not echoed by the general's vulgar jokes as usual: "From the moment you deceived me, there was no friendship between us."

He once thought that the king would be the only thing that belonged to him and would not be taken away by his brother. Now it seems that he should not let his brother take it away. At least the righteous friend will bring this criminal who led the minor to corruption. By law.

Faced with Fengjian Liuli's accusation, Wang Jiang had no intention of defending. He just raised the silver plate covered with a thermal cover in his hand and said softly: "Why don't you invite me in to sit down? It's rare that I brought good wine. I want to Let’s have a few drinks with you after a long time.”

"Besides, the topic we are going to talk about is relatively private, so it would not be appropriate to talk in a public area."

Hearing this, Fengjian Liuli glanced at the dinner plate in the Wang General's hand, her nose twitched slightly, she didn't smell the aroma of food or wine, but there was a faint uneasiness lingering in her heart.

He did not move, but still blocked the door: "If you are talking about the wine with evolution medicine added in the past, forget it, I can't bear it."

"It seems you know everything."

"I'm not a fool, and you didn't even bother to hide it and just threw the evolution medicine in front of me."

"Okay, it was my negligence." Wang Jiang shook his head, but he didn't look surprised. It could even be said that he had been prepared to be exposed.

After all, it was Kazama Ruri who was standing in front of him at this moment, not Yuan Zongnu.

His purpose has been achieved.

but……

"Do you think it was the evolution drug I mixed in the wine that caused you to fall into this state?"

"Isn't it true? Apart from shortening lifespan and damaging the body, the biggest side effect of evolutionary drugs is that they will corrupt people's will, constantly erasing the human side and replacing it with the brutal dragon side."

Kazama Liuli said with sarcasm, "Losing yourself and becoming a monster indistinguishable from Deadpool is regarded as a manifestation of the evolution towards pure-blooded dragons. It's ridiculous that those guys from the Fierce Ghosts listened to your nonsense and didn't know how to welcome them. There is only destruction.”

"The evolutionary medicine does have quite a few flaws, but your bloodline is very excellent, and it can even be said that it is too good. You are the only person in the world who has swallowed a large amount of evolutionary medicine without losing control. Do you know why?" Although Wang General He was asking a question, but he had no intention of letting Fengjian Liuli answer. He asked and answered himself:

"Because your own bloodline is strong enough to overcome the side effects of the purification drug. In other words, your blood is more poisonous than the evolution drug!"

"So, I will become your best experimental subject?" Kazama Liuli's eyes were cold, "Because I am the only one who will not lose control."

"It's not impossible if you understand it this way." General Wang shrugged and said frankly and honestly: "You are indeed my best work. In my plan, the rest of the Menggui people are just insignificant and cheap trial and error products.

Everything has an upper limit. They will die because the upper limit is there. If they exceed that limit, they will die. But your upper limit is immeasurable. As long as you can rely on evolution medicine to transform into a pure-blood dragon, it means that there is no problem with my experiment, and it is feasible for humans to evolve into dragons. "

"What a crazy experiment. If the existence of dragons and hybrids is made public in the future, you may be sent to that smelly toilet to be worshiped like those inhumane guys."

"If my experiment succeeds, they are not worthy to be compared with me. I have achieved the evolution of life levels, and they are just torturing their own kind." Wang Jiang refused to associate with a bunch of incompetent bugs.

"Aren't they all anti-human?" Kazama Liuli sarcastically said, "You have said so much, do you think I am destined to be unable to escape from your grasp?"

General Wang was uncharacteristically telling him so many secrets without even acting out. It was obvious that he was well prepared.

If nothing unexpected happens, what is under the cover is the trump card that Wang will prepare for him.

There was a faint golden halo flowing in his eyes, and Kazama Ruri's left hand, which was covered by the wide sleeve of the kimono, had quietly grasped the poison-quenched short sword.

He doesn't care about the king's trump card. The only reason he can win or lose is that his own trump card must be greater than the opponent's.

"Haha, I'm actually very curious about how you completely controlled the members of the fierce ghosts in Tokyo and made them risk their lives to fight for you." The smile on the Gongqing's mask became more and more weird, and the king murmured to himself: "Obviously you have always been You were under my control, but after arriving in Tokyo, you gradually escaped from my control. Not only did you destroy my layout in Tokyo, you also found a mysterious and powerful ally.

You raided the headquarters of the eight Seraki families at night, kidnapped your brother's retainers and the head of the Uesugi family, and almost succeeded in assassinating the master, Masamune Nagatachibana... I'm really curious as to where you found the help. "

"Oh, aren't you curious about why I did this?"

"No need, I know you better than anyone in the world."

Kazama Ruri's character was shaped by the king. She is twisted and moody. She became crazy and violent because of her brother's betrayal, and longed for a grand and gorgeous revenge.

But now he discovered that the object of his resentment was not actually his favorite brother, but the king general whom he trusted as both a mentor and a friend. The resentment and hatred deep in his heart were transferred without any delay like a train turning around, and he wanted to Come back with a hundredfold and a thousandfold revenge.

"Really?" Kazama Liuli smiled, her wide kimono sleeves flying, and the poisonous short sword pierced the king's chest so easily.

The young man in kimono gently turned the short sword in his hand and felt the hot blood spurting out from the gap, soaking his sleeves and arms: "Then did you guess that you would die in my hands?"

The jet-black blade penetrated the heart, and the high-concentration poison purified by the fierce ghosts spread to the entire heart in an instant. Even if Wang Jiang could be immediately carried into the operating room to undergo heart replacement surgery, the poison would inevitably spread to Everywhere in his body, his death was certain.

That's what my brother did when he stabbed his heart with a long knife.

But the difference is that his brother gave him a hug before taking action, but he refused to hug the evil man who ruined his life.

However, in the face of this fatal blow, the general Wang did not react at all. Even though his heart was stabbed, he still held the plate like a normal person. The smile of the official mask on his face remained the same, and even the upward angle was gradually increasing. It seems that this small injury is not worth mentioning.

"You will attack me, but I may not die."

There was no change in the general's voice, still as steady and powerful, but his left hand holding the plate was a little unsteady. It might be that the poison spreading from his heart had damaged his nervous system.

Under Fengjian Liuli's gaze, the dinner plate in the black-clothed waiter's hand fell, but the fine wine the Wang General mentioned fell steadily into his hands.

They were a pair of black wooden clappers, covered with traces of time and wind and frost.

The king didn't pay attention to the dagger and fatal wound on his chest, he just knocked the clapper in his hand. The two small wooden sticks turned into some kind of musical instruments in his hands, playing weird music of "plop".

These sounds fell on Fengjian Liuli's ears, but they seemed to be firmly covered by an ancient bell. Outside, there were seven or eight monks ringing the bell, and countless monks chanting sutras, as if they were trying to use Buddhism and physical therapy to cure the evil. The devil.

The loud bell ringing deep in his brain made Kazama Ruri lose his mind. He began to twitch like an epileptic, unable to control his body consciously.

He was forced to let go of the hand holding the dagger, and his whole body hit the door precariously. He felt that the world was spinning as if it was about to be destroyed. The man wearing the mask of the public minister in front of him split into two, two changed into four, and four transformed into eight... ...In the end, the entire field of vision was filled with the king general who still insisted on banging the clapper with blood spurting from his chest.

The strength was withdrawn from the body like an ebbing tide. Kazama Liuli leaned against the door with difficulty, pressing her hand on the doorknob to stay standing. She staggered and wanted to step forward and throw the king general down to stop the damn banging sound.

In his vague consciousness, the general Wang was already at the end of his strength. Even if the poison had not had time to kill him, his heart was stabbed with a big hole and he would bleed to death, but this old man still insisted on refusing to die.

Dizzy, he found the direction of the king and pounced with all his strength, and then hit his head heavily on the wall. The dull impact made Sakurai Kogure who was in the bedroom startled.

Without hesitation, the girl who had been eavesdropping with her ear against the wall opened the bedroom door and rushed out. She saw the Dragon King lying on the ground and was about to collapse at any time, and the leader of the fierce ghosts wearing a Noh mask. On the other hand, General Wang played a solo with two small wooden sticks all over the wall. Without any time to think about why General Wang appeared here in such an embarrassed posture, Sakurai Kogure picked up a chair weighing more than 30 kilograms and threw it at the opponent without saying a word.

There is no day left, and she only has Lord Dragon King in her heart!

With a "bang", the king's figure was thrown out by a flying heavy chair. The weird banging sound finally stopped, and Kazama Liuli finally got a chance to breathe.