Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

The two junior brothers stood back to back, surrounded by men in black who stared at them eagerly. Their empty golden eyes were filled with evil at this moment, as if the two human teenagers in front of them were some kind of vent objects.

Chu Zihang was holding a slinging stick made of fine steel, his eyes were fixed on the men in black who were approaching, and he whispered softly: "I will try to hold back as many as possible later, you seize the opportunity and run away!"

At this moment, he was no longer allowed to say any pretentious words. He could only tell his junior brother to rush out after he opened the gap in the encirclement and wait for Master Xia to come back, so as to avoid maximum losses.

He didn't think that these people would kill him. It was more likely that they would just capture them and use them as hostages.

"Okay." Lu Mingfei, who had been doing winter vacation homework all afternoon, was introduced to the concept of pig teammates, and did not distract his senior brother by saying "I will never leave, but we will go together".

"Protect yourself." Chu Zihang dropped these words and rushed towards the man in black.

The swing stick in his hand is only over half a meter long, far less than the length of a wooden knife, but the lethality of the swing stick will be stronger to some extent.

He once heard the class leader of the kendo class say that a swinging stick can easily break a person's bones without using too much force, so when you encounter an opponent who uses a swinging stick as a weapon, you must control the distance between them. .

Otherwise, if you hit him with a wooden knife, he might just be a little dizzy, but if he swings the stick at you, you might get a hole in your head.

As for the current situation, even if he had a knife in hand, he might not be able to hurt these immortal monsters. He might as well try to break their bones with a swing stick, delaying their actions and giving his junior brother a chance to escape.

Xia Ji Ba Dao is not suitable for the short swinging stick, but it will not be a big problem to use it forcefully. He holds the swinging stick in his right hand and swings it with a Ba Dao style step towards the sword that is reaching out for him. The man in black hit him on the leg.

Raindrops fell on the swinging stick that hit at high speed, causing a little splash. Chu Zihang controlled the swinging stick to draw a perfect arc in mid-air, and swung it heavily on the black-clothed leg.

"Boom!"

The dull sound of the iron rod hitting flesh was heard, and the charged blow accurately hit the target, but Chu Zihang's expression changed drastically.

Because he felt that what he hit was not a flesh and blood body at all, but a flexible and high-hardness plastic plate.

The next moment, five fingers like eagle claws fell towards his shoulders, and several other hands stretched out to control his limbs.

But fortunately, their speed was not fast. Chu Zihang, who had experienced Xia Di's high-speed slashes, fell back and rolled back to avoid all the claws.

Lu Mingfei, however, did not dare to pull the trigger while holding the gun, for fear that he would be unable to withstand the recoil and accidentally injure his senior brother.

"No, their bodies are too hard." Chu Zihang got up from the ground, his clothes and hair all wet from the rain.

He just took it for granted. These guys can withstand grenades without being injured. How could they be injured by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.

He turned his head slightly to look at the situation on his junior brother's side, but found that these black-clothed monsters were not like the idiots in the movies who would just watch their companions being beaten and then go up to send them away.

When he rushed up, the lone junior brother was targeted. At this moment, two men in black were rushing behind him!

In desperation, he was about to turn around and rush back, but the next moment the men in black gathered in front suddenly began to whisper, chanting something tearfully with some ancient prophecy.

Chu Zihang couldn't understand, but there was a sharp pain in his mind. The messy blue-purple lines were twisting like a wild snake, and countless nightmare-like images attacked his brain:

A young man with a split golden pupil on his forehead is lying on a black stone throne, with a sword of white bones stuck in his chest; girls are rolling and wailing on the stone altar, as if they are venting the pain of childbirth; black wings... are locked on the copper pillars. A woman crying with blood...

Just when he was half-kneeling on the ground with his head in his hands and in pain, Lu Mingfei in the distance also noticed the plight of his senior brother. Seeing those hands covered with scales and sharp claws about to catch his senior brother, he immediately turned toward the black man in front of him. The man in clothes pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot, and the man in black remained unmoved. Only the black clothes on his chest had a hole, as if to prove that something had hit him just now.

"Damn, you're so tough." Lu Mingfei cursed in a low voice and wanted to rush forward regardless, but being surrounded by men in black, he didn't know where to rush.

The senior brother's figure has been surrounded by black shadows, and he himself will be captured. Lu Mingfei frantically pulled the trigger at the surrounding man in black, but to no avail.

After firing all the bullets, he held his sore wrist and noticed the multifunctional watch that Uncle Xia left for him. He gritted his teeth and pressed the recording function, trying to inform the other party of his dangerous situation:

"Uncle, help me!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless black shadows swarmed up and prepared to take him down.

But the next second, a cold mechanical sound came from the multi-function watch:

"Demigod-level support is ready - activate it or not."

"Start!" Lu Mingfei's limbs were held tightly, and the huge force made him grimace in pain. Hearing this sound, he quickly asked for help before his mouth was covered!

"Ding!"

"Authorization successful, God's Aid is activated!"

"Buzz!" A bright and warm golden light bloomed from the black multi-function watch, and instantly turned into a round energy shield to wrap him up.

The black-clad Deadpool was bounced away by the sudden energy shield, and then a hundred-meter-wide summoning array suddenly appeared on the ground, with countless golden patterns and mysterious runes emerging.

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes wide, looking at the golden halo that suddenly appeared on his body and feet, and through the gap in the black shadow, he saw his senior brother who was also wrapped in an energy shield. His heart was full of surprise:

It looks like they are saved!

Demigod level support, could it be Prometheus?

Before he could figure it out, a meteor fell from the sky and turned into a giant statue a hundred meters high when it was about to fall to the ground.

"The hero appears!"

"boom--!!!"

The platinum and gold colossus landed heavily on the summoning array in the standard landing posture of a superhero. Suddenly, all the black-clad Deadpools in the array were shocked into the air. Then the colossus suddenly opened its shining golden wings, Slap all these insignificant little black bugs away!

The boy who summoned the Colossus looked at the half-crouched Colossus behind him in stunned silence, his jaw almost unable to close.

The giant statue wearing a golden helmet lowered its head, with a kind smile on its big lime-grey face:

"Hi, I am Galio, the Colossus of Justice. Nice to meet you."

Lu Mingfei was about to say hello, but found that his senior brother suddenly stood up, turned his head and looked at him, a pair of familiar golden eyes shining brightly.

And his hands were shining with a strange white light, as if something sharp was spinning.

Seeing this scene, Xiaolu couldn't help but turn pale:

"It's over, senior brother is infected!"

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