Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

It was really cold in the mountains on a snowy day. The strong wind howled and blew against Lu Mingfei's umbrella, as if a little goblin who needed a beating was swinging back and forth while holding on to the tip of the umbrella, laughing wildly.

The ice deep in the snow under their feet was getting tighter and tighter, and there was a dense crunching sound under their feet as Lu Mingfei and Ling walked quickly.

"I am calling the nearest satellite to aim the camera at the coordinates where Minamoto and Sakura Yabuki are located, but the weather is so bad. Dark clouds and blizzards prevent even the most advanced optical cameras in low-Earth orbit from capturing images on the screen." Fingel's voice came from Nono's side. Lu Mingfei could not imagine that guy squatting in front of a laptop that was smaller and smaller than him like a monkey who had lost his banana, twirling his orchid fingers on Nono's special keyboard. Operate randomly on crackling.

"It doesn't matter. The place where the explosion came from is not far from us. With the strength of Zero and I's feet, we can get there in no time... Fortunately, the camp of the Yamanashi Environmental Science Institute is near Thunder Valley, and the noise of the drilling machine is also loud enough. , otherwise it would be time to alert the workers there." Lu Mingfei held on to his earplugs and walked down the mountain despite the wind and snow.

After all, they are ordinary people. Although the academy and the Snake Qihachi family are now in the same situation, no one has the idea of ​​spreading the dispute to ordinary people in Tokyo.

Even though the underworld war last night actually caused traffic jams in some areas, it did not cause much trouble to ordinary people.

"The helicopter is equipped with air-to-ground weapons. In addition to steel-core bullets and mercury-core alchemical armor-piercing bullets, the execution department also specially prepared Frigga bullets. Do you need me to provide air support?" Nono's voice was calm. She is With such a personality, he usually seems very unreliable, but at critical moments he can always calm down quickly and make the best solution among many choices.

In another world, if it weren't for accepting Caesar's proposal, Nono had to drop out of Kassel College at the request of the Chen family and the Gattuso family in his junior year and then enter the Golden Iris College in the Maldives to study, maybe that class There will be one more beheader among the graduates.

Nono and Susie have always been competitors in the academy. At that time, they were respectively the best girl in the student union and the best girl in the Lionheart Club. Even Isabel, Lu Mingfei's most capable person and most considerate secretary at that time, regarded Nono as the target of pursuit.

"No, senior sister, you should stay in the sky to provide us with logistical support and information support." Lu Mingfei sighed, "The Japanese branch executive bureau are all here to kill embryos. They may have brought individual missiles to launch A weapon with a thin skin and a lot of stuffing like a helicopter can’t withstand a few rounds.”

This kind of thing is not without precedent. In another world, when Yuan Zhisheng drove his large-displacement Hummer to and from the salt flats at Feiqi Airport to receive Touji Akira and the others when they first arrived in Japan, there was an armed weapon in the back seat. The squad's weapons and ammunition, including individual missile launchers, are also included.

On the night when the Assassin King killed Jia, Crow and Yasha also carried this thing with them, and a rocket blasted away all the dead servants on the sky tree.

At this time, sporadic gunshots began to be heard in the distance. It could be heard that neither side was firing randomly, but was conducting an anticipated encounter in an organized and well-organized manner.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, his face looking a little ugly.

He is not as good at firearms as Caesar. The exclusive weapon he chooses in the actual combat class is also a short arc knife, so it is impossible to tell what type of weapon the combatant is using just by the sound of gunfire.

But he could hear the difference between an automatic rifle, a shotgun, a homemade shotgun and a pistol.

The gunfire that was still ringing out at this time was rapid and intensive, and the sound of bullets coming out of the barrel was clear and crisp. It sounded like an assault team that mixed automatic rifles and submachine guns.

Japan is a country with extremely strict gun bans. Even those gangsters who develop into a life-and-death fight can only get at most revolvers that have been eliminated and short-barreled shotguns that fire buckshot on the black market. When performing the task of decapitating ghosts, we will try to avoid firearms that may cause panic and use swords to solve the problem.

But it is obvious that both parties at war no longer follow the original rules.

Enemies like the rules are easy to deal with, but opponents outside the rules are particularly difficult.

"This helicopter is hovering at a high altitude five kilometers away from you. The wind and snow will serve as our cover. Once you encounter danger during the encounter, I will immediately launch air-to-ground missiles nearby to destroy the remaining hostile forces. Then you You will see us appear above your head in five minutes," Nuonuo said coldly, "The hit rate of the rocket launcher is very impressive when facing highly mobile targets. I am willing to take this risk."

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, "Okay." He said.

Although Qilan has not said a word on the public channel in the past three hours since he found the commanding heights and set up the sniper rifle, Lu Mingfei knew that the weapon at this moment was so powerful that it could even penetrate within one kilometer. The crosshair of the modified sniper rifle on the outer armor of the tank is warning the surroundings with itself as the center of the circle.

Qilan is actually a silent and efficient man. His behavior is close to perfection. He is a combination of the Middle Eastern version of Chu Zihang and Lancelot.

This guy's excellence has always been overshadowed by Lu Mingfei's brilliance. All the dazzling geniuses in his generation are looking up to Lu Mingfei's success.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute, okay! When you and I depend on each other for life and death, can you consider other people's feelings and thoughts?" At this time, a certain good-for-nothing brother reluctantly issued a soul torture.

Then, Finger's screams came from the earplugs. The senior sister was probably reaching out to twist the guy's ears, twisting them while saying, "Isn't Lu Mingfei your brother? Isn't it a catchphrase for people like you to stick your neck out for your brother?"

Finger said, "From a friendship point of view, I will do anything for my junior brother, but reason tells me that there are still a group of girls in Cuba with butts that can hold up a large glass of champagne waiting for me... It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, I'll go, isn't it okay?"

"Kim Kardashian will have it, Blake Lively will have it, but with your age as an uncle in the reserve and Bruce Willis-like vicissitudes of life, I doubt whether the Cuban girls will be blindly attracted to you!" Nono shouted loudly.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, you've become much sharper."

"No, no, I'm still as cowardly as ever, with a thick skin that can be used as a bulletproof vest."

"Hey, I said it's understandable to take advantage of opportunities, but it's unnecessary to take advantage of opportunities, right? Haven't you heard a saying? Sincerity is the ultimate skill. Junior sister, you've listed all my unique skills so sincerely, it's hard for me to survive in the underworld!" The defeated dog brother was indignant.

"You're still in the underworld, is it the legendary paparazzi road?"

...

Lu Mingfei listened to the noise of Nono and Finger in his earphones and smiled silently. The world has changed a lot, but Finger is still the same.

In this way, he knew that what he experienced was not a dream.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and looked at the abandoned village that had appeared in his sight.

Such villages are not uncommon in this mountainous area. There are low torii gates at the entrance, carp flags hanging on rusty street lamps or mottled electric poles on both sides of the road that are so broken that they can no longer be recognized, and small shrines under big trees and stone Jizo in the corners that have been extinguished for who knows how many years.

"I shouldn't wear high-heeled boots." Ling complained.

"It doesn't matter. The fighting power of the Execution Bureau is elite even in the Execution Department. If the father of the crow is really there, Yuan Zhisheng will not be unable to protect him." Lu Mingfei shook his head.

What he really worried about was Wang Jiang.

Whether Herzog is dead or alive is still a mystery, so Wang Jiang's identity at this moment has become more confusing.

Maybe he is still the shadow warrior comparable to the next generation, but the controller has changed from the dead soul of Wuming Port to an ambitious person who intends to take away everything from Herzog.

"I can take off my boots." Ling said, "The physique of mixed-bloods will not get frostbite, and it can also speed up. If there is a battle later, it will not be a burden."

Lu Mingfei was stunned and tilted his head to look at the serious expression of Ling.

He hung up the call with the helicopter and tapped Ling's forehead with his knuckles.

"I'll carry you away." He frowned, "How can you take off your boots and walk barefoot on the snow in this weather? A cold uterus is a lifelong thing."

Zero was still trying to understand the sentence "a cold uterus is a lifelong thing", Lu Mingfei had already stuffed the umbrella into her hand without saying anything, bent down and carried the little queen horizontally.

This guy is tall and strong, and his muscles are as tight as steel, while Ling is petite and soft. It is really effortless for President Lu to carry a princess.

But for a moment, Lu Mingfei was a little surprised when he held the soft jade in his arms. He didn't understand why he did such an overstepping behavior that could kill Her Royal Highness a dozen times without thinking.

Ling was also really surprised. He struggled subconsciously at first, and then held his hem and collar tightly to prevent his coat from opening to both sides and letting Lu Mingfei take advantage of him and look at him.

Little Renata is now a big girl, with a thin waist, long legs, swan neck, grown breasts and raised hips. She is the kind of girl with a good figure and beautiful figure that can make uncles turn their heads frequently when she wears a swimsuit and appears at the beach.

But Lu Mingfei did not see Ling's helpless look at this moment, nor did he see the shyness of the ice-like princess turning her head to hide the smoky blush on her cheeks in the shadows.

He just squatted slightly, then jumped up like a cheetah and ran wildly in the snow on the winding mountain.

Ling had to hug Lu Mingfei tightly and buried her little face in his chest. This guy's thick coat was open to wrap her up, and the snow and wind were blocked out.

The umbrella was overturned the moment Lu Mingfei started running. The trees on both sides, which were unable to stand up due to the pressure of the snow, retreated at a whirlwind speed. Ling felt that Lu Mingfei's heartbeat had hardly changed, and his breathing was only slightly rapid.

After calming down, Ling felt how hard Lu Mingfei was who was holding her tightly. The muscles hidden by the winter clothes were undulating like water waves in an invisible place while running. The warmth that penetrated into her bones wrapped her up completely, and there was a faint scent of beech wood, which was the smell of Lu Mingfei.

When running, Lu Mingfei's body leaned forward slightly, like a hunting beast.

With his current physical strength, he could run dozens of kilometers with a girl who weighed less than 50 kilograms in his arms.

The snow dust splashed was at least one meter high. Lu Mingfei only took three minutes to travel a distance that would have taken ten minutes.

He crouched with his back bent, and every part of his body rose and fell like waves. He did not choose to enter the village directly from the dilapidated gravel road, but crossed a forest and kicked down a crumbling wall that was obviously overwhelmed and old. He broke into the battlefield where a firefight was taking place in the most arrogant and blatant manner!

The gunfire stopped. Apparently, both sides in the village realized that an outsider had broken into their hunting ground.

Ling had jumped off Lu Mingfei. She dodged and hid behind the broken wall. Her platinum eyes flickered slightly, and the golden glow disappeared like a midge.

"There is a gunman behind the tree at three o'clock, and a gunman in the attic at seven o'clock!" Ling reported the location to Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei threw a stone without hesitation. Two muffled sounds came, and the sound of a human body falling to the ground was not so noticeable in the wind and snow.

Nuonuo re-entered Lu Mingfei's communication channel. "Your coordinates overlap with Yuan Zhisheng. You should be very close now!" She said loudly.

"I know that I have broken into the battlefield between the Executive Bureau and the Ghost Clan!" Lu Mingfei said.

He saw the badge on the chest of the unlucky guy who fell from the attic. It turned out to be a member of the Ghost Clan.

This means that the person fighting with Yuan Zhisheng is either Yuan Zhinv or Wang Jiang, the real power holder of the Ghost Clan.

Either possibility is really terrible. If Yuan Zhisheng met Yuan Zhinv, he might swing his knife at his brother again out of ridiculous righteousness, which would really push the poor child to the dark side.

And if Yuan Zhisheng met Wang Jiang, Lu Mingfei would have to suspect that all this was a conspiracy and trickery thought up by the person who controlled Wang Jiang.

Several bullets whistled past Lu Mingfei's ears. It was the fierce ghosts and the eight snake families who were firing at Lu Mingfei at the same time.

The trajectory was very close to him, but none of the bullets were aimed at Lu Mingfei's head.

Both sides were not sure whether the guy who broke in here was an enemy or a friend, or was actually an outsider. They actually maintained a tacit understanding of restraint and did not execute the order to kill.

Lu Mingfei saw the situation clearly in an instant. It was obvious that the eight snake families and the fierce ghosts occupied an area on the east and west sides of the ruins and were fighting for it.

I just don't know why they are so interested in such a ghost place and actually invested in elite teams.

"Is it possible to facilitate their temporary peace talks?" Lu Mingfei asked in a low voice.

At this time, a dozen men with guns flew through the building, advancing more than 50 meters from the base of the Sheqi Eight Clan to the direction of the Menggui Clan, and completely controlled the open space where Lu Mingfei was.

Two men in black windbreakers jumped down from the high-rise building, one squatted with a submachine gun and kept shooting, and the other drew a long knife and slowly approached.

"Are you from the academy?" Yuan Zhisheng's cold voice came from the snow dust that could not be seen through the wind. (End of this chapter)