Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Hokkaido is indeed the northernmost territory of Japan. When the flight landed at Sapporo Airport, it seemed that every building was covered with pale color.

In the distance, you can see the boxwood and holly trees gathered into a forest with heavy snow hanging on the branches.

Because it is close to Christmas, some people decorate the holly trees in front of the store with colorful lights. All the lights are not lit in the flying snow, but they are wrapped around the trunks and branches, showing a dim and colorful color.

The snow hail as fine as catkins is illuminated by the headlights of the passing vehicles, as if the whole world is shining with crystal-like brilliance.

Mr. Frost had arranged for the business car waiting outside the airport for a long time. It turned out to be a long-length Hummer off-road vehicle with a large internal area. The middle-aged driver in a suit was waiting at the end of the VIP channel with the most humble smile on his face, with a golden badge on his chest.

The badge was an identification item issued by the Italian Embassy in Japan for diplomatic immunity personnel. The two side mirrors of the Hummer were also planted with Italian flags swaying in the wind.

This means that this car and Lu Mingfei and his party who were about to board it will enjoy the same level of diplomatic immunity as the official personnel of the Italian Embassy in this country.

Before the very humble middle-aged Italian driver could say anything, and even Constantine did not give the super car driver who had served the Italian Prime Minister a chance to carry the luggage in his hand, the chirping and excited girls shook off the fine snowflakes on their shoulders and got into the car one after another.

The driver stared in amazement at the 13 or 14-year-old boy who looked like a girl, carrying a bulging luggage that weighed about 60 or 70 kilograms and was almost as tall as him, and banged against the door frame with a bang. He retreated angrily and pulled the luggage sideways into the car.

The car door slammed shut in front of Lu Mingfei who arrived later. The Hummer had good sound insulation, so he couldn't hear what the girls were saying. He only saw his embarrassed face reflected on the black glass window.

He shook the heavy luggage on his back, which was even more than Constantine's, and smiled awkwardly at the driver.

"Did Mr. Frost ask you to come here?" he asked, and at the same time, with the help of the driver, he stuffed the luggage into the trunk.

"Yes, sir, I am now serving Mr. Frost. I am entrusted by the family to take care of you and your friends' travel in Hokkaido for the next week."

The driver lowered his eyelids and folded his hands in front of him.

He was actually secretly sizing up this strongest hybrid in history who claimed to have killed two dragon kings at the age of only 20.

This is a very experienced driver who has been in this business for almost 20 years. After graduating from Kassel College, he has been a pawn inserted into human society to hide his mixed-blood identity. He has driven many generations of Rolls-Royce and Bentley, and has served many Italian politicians.

But today he is not serving politicians who are used to calling the shots and showing their abilities in national meetings, but heroes like St. George.

But Hero Brother seems to be no different from ordinary people. Whether it is appearance, figure or even aura, he can only be regarded as above average among mixed-bloods. Compared with Master Caesar, he is really crushed by ten streets...

Of course, it may also be because in the eyes of the Gattuso family, Caesar is a myth of electricity, light, and awesomeness. He is destined to be an emperor in the future and integrate the whole of Italy and even the whole of Europe to restore feudalism.

"Mr. Frost has just bought a property in Sapporo, in a town between Sapporo and Hakodate. The environment is very good and it is close to Lake Toya. Mr. Lu can stay there first and then plan the next route." The driver said as he opened the passenger door for Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei smiled, "You can help us take our luggage there and put it down first, and then take us to the train station. Eri said she wanted to take the train to Lake Akan and then go to Kotan Onsen."

"In fact, there are some good natural hot springs in Lake Toya, and there are also very famous ski resorts nearby..." The Italian man kindly reminded.

Lu Mingfei fastened his seat belt on the passenger seat and actually found a built-in freezer in front of him. After opening it, there were all kinds of iced good wines inside.

He picked a bottle of Burgundy red wine, hesitated for a while and changed to vodka with a thick glass bottle and oak cork. After tapping the cork, he added some gin until the whole bottle was filled, and then he sipped it from the bottle mouth without looking at the year.

"The Gudan Hot Springs will not receive tourists for fifteen days before and after Christmas, because Genji Heavy Industries donated more than 3 billion yen in charity and infrastructure funds to the local government in the past ten years. In return, the Akan Lake Management Committee gave Genji Heavy Industries the right to use the open-air hot springs for thirty days every year." Lu Mingfei said.

It is no secret that Boss Lu kidnapped the Japanese underworld princess, the head of the Uesugi family, Uesugi Erie, from the Snake Eight Clan. Besides, Lu Mingfei has a professional paparazzi Finger following him all year round.

With this guy around, I'm afraid even the brothers who are isolated from the world in the primeval forests of South America know this explosive news.

The driver immediately understood what he said.

It turns out that Mr. Lu actually doesn't need the Gattuso family to pay money, people and cars to please him. He can monopolize an entire open-air hot spring for a month just by talking.

The engine of the Hummer started, and the engine roared and began to warm up.

In fact, with the configuration of this luxury car, the preheating process is not necessary at all, but the driver usually does this to avoid verbal reminders that disturb the conversation between the passengers in the back seat.

When the engine is preheated, the whole body of the car vibrates slightly, so that the passengers will realize that the vehicle is about to start, and will not be pressed on the leather seat by the sudden acceleration or thrown out of the seat and rolling around in the car like a ball.

"You speak Chinese well." Lu Mingfei praised indifferently.

After saying this, he was suddenly stunned. What is the reason for this condescending and indifferent feeling? What is the reason for this arrogant and pretentious attitude?

Why can Lu Mingfei say such nonsense as "Your Chinese is good" from his mouth, even if he five years ago, even if he expressed the same meaning at this moment, he would say such a mean thing as "Uncle, your Chinese is really good. Have you also admired my 5,000-year-old Chinese culture for a long time?"

His head suddenly began to ache slightly, as if an invisible needle slid into his cerebral cortex along the crack of his skull and stirred violently, causing his nerve ganglia to tremble slightly.

The boy's faint laughter rang in his ears, and the world around him was sometimes the extended Hummer cab with the smell of cologne, and sometimes it was a long corridor burning with flames. At the end of the corridor stood a cross reaching the sky, and on the cross stood a child with a thousand holes.

Lu Mingfei sat on the iron throne below the child, with a crown of thorns pressed on his head. His headache seemed to be caused by the iron thorns of the crown piercing his skull.

He slowly raised his head and happened to meet the boy's eyes. It was indeed Lu Mingze. He was covered with wounds, blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, and a beautiful skeleton hugged him from behind, like a mother protecting her child.

It was like the dead girl was unwilling to let the boy she loved die with her.

What happened, what happened?

Lu Mingfei wanted to call out to Lu Mingze. He raised his head slightly, and the firelight illuminated his cheeks and eyes into golden red. He could not make any sound, but sipped the strong wine with a slight shiver.

But in the driver's eyes, this ridiculously young dragon-slaying hero seemed to have only a faint golden flicker in his eyes, like a candle in the wind.

There are rumors about high-level hybrids in the Gattuso family. Some people say that it is difficult for guys like Angers, whose bloodline has already stood at the top of human beings, to control their golden eyes, because the huge dragon spirit is constantly impacting their souls, so some people will show a golden color that appears and disappears from time to time, while the flames in the eyes of some people will never go out.

"When Italy and China established diplomatic relations, I was fortunate enough to be selected to go to that country with the family's representatives for inspection. We went to Chengdu and Chongqing, as well as Hangzhou and Shanghai." He said, "Mr. Frost said that Americans are going further and further on the road of deindustrialization, while the Chinese are playing reform and opening up, with more and more factories and faster industrialization. Sooner or later, the center of the world will return to BJ. So the Gattuso family has been popularizing Chinese since a long time ago, and every Gattuso can live in China without obstacles."

Lu Mingfei couldn't hear him talking, and the person sitting next to him switched back and forth between the middle-aged driver and the little devil.

For some reason, his mind was so desolate. He turned over the PTSD medical record card that he had left with Masashi Toyama many years ago, and something seemed to be coming out of his soul.

But at a certain moment, a sea filled with warm glow rumbled and smashed the wall of the corridor.

The flames under the cross seemed to form a high wall that reached the sky, blocking the sea fiercely.

The sun was setting on all sides of the sea, and the glow seemed to be burning the sky.

A graceful and slender girl stepped out from behind Lu Mingfei. She placed both her hands on the man's shoulders, and her eyes were filled with the light of molten gold.

"Death!"

She said.

The flames jumped violently and then dimmed.

"Death!" she continued.

The fire that could even block the ocean twisted and changed hideously as if it had come to life. A voice screamed inside and was completely extinguished after a few seconds.

Then the sea water covered with the glow of the sunset finally submerged the cross. The severe pain disappeared from Lu Mingfei's body. In a trance, he only saw the girl who was so slender that she almost melted into the glow of the sunset, with her long hair and skirt flying.

When everything was about to disappear completely, she suddenly rubbed Lu Mingfei's cheek with her cheek.

The girl's hair tips tickled Lu Mingfei's nose a little, and a familiar, lingering light fragrance permeated his heart and lungs.

"Brother, don't be afraid. If anyone dares to hurt you, I will... kill him!" the girl whispered.

She hugged him fiercely from behind, and then turned into a flame and burned, but it was not hot, just warm.

The flame, the cross, the boy's smile, the thin skeleton, the sea with the setting sun in all directions...

Everything was hidden in an instant, and Lu Mingfei's fingers holding the bottle trembled violently, and the wine in the bottle was violently stirred.

The moment he woke up, cold sweat had soaked through his clothes, and almost subconsciously, the lust hidden in his sleeves was released, sliding down the sleeves silently and falling into his hands.

Lu Mingfei quietly looked around, using the corner of his eyes to judge whether there was anything wrong with the middle-aged driver who looked gentle and refined.

His hearing was so sensitive that he heard the sound of a small airflow flowing quickly through the gap in the back compartment, followed by a crackling sound that even mixed-bloods could hardly catch.

What electronic equipment was destroyed in an instant, probably...

Three, no, four.

This car is a trap. Someone knows that the clapper sound owned by Herzog can make Lu Mingfei temporarily lose control, so small infrasound transmitters are embedded in the walls of the car.

If Xia Mi hadn't discovered the abnormality with her strong mental power, I'm afraid Lu Mingfei would be on the verge of losing control now.

Who is it?

Frost?

No, not him. Lu Mingfei couldn't think of a reason for Frost to do this. Besides, this car was originally provided by him. If they had an accident here, the school board would easily investigate the Gattuso family.

Assassination and even using despicable means to cause the dragon-slaying hero to fall is a sin that will never be forgiven by the secret party. If this matter is implemented, the Gattuso family, which is thriving and may even become the emperor of the mixed-blood world, will be expelled from the core circle of the academy overnight.

Who would that be?

Could it be the traitor Friedrich who was hunted by the principal?

Lu Mingfei's mind quickly flashed through the scene of this visit to Tokyo and contact with Tachibana Masamune.

He seemed to know something and deliberately wanted to keep Eri by Lu Mingfei's side. Could this be the last resurrection of humanity in the life of a despicable villain?

Or...

"Lu Mingfei, do you want Coke? There is a refrigerator in the back." Nono's voice sounded from behind the seat. There was a small window on the partition, and the little witch looked over here slyly.

"No need, senior sister, I'm drinking." Lu Mingfei showed the bottle of wine in his hand to the senior sister, and then loosened his seat belt to make his breathing smoother.

Nono's sudden voice interrupted Lu Mingfei's thoughts. He exhaled slowly, and his heart was slightly chilled, realizing that the property purchased by Frost might also have some problems.

"Well, junior brother, you actually drank secretly behind our backs." Nono glared at him with bared teeth, and closed the small window with a click.

At this time, the Hummer had started and merged into the traffic along the sign. There were low gray-white buildings rising from the horizon in front of the road.

Sapporo Airport is not in the city, and the nearby town has a high population density.

"Forget it, just send it to the train station. I guess we won't leave Lake Akan in the short term." Lu Mingfei smiled at the driver.

The driver hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Actually, I shouldn't say more about this matter, but Mr. Frost has prepared the freshest ingredients for you and your friends there..."

Lu Mingfei could imagine what kind of high-end goods the driver was talking about, such as Boston blue lobsters airlifted from the west coast of the United States, or lively Arctic cod, or 200-kilogram bluefin tuna that you have to cross half the world to see.

Lu Mingfei was not moved by this. Even though the guy who had tampered with the car probably wouldn't be stupid enough to leave hidden dangers in the property, after experiencing dangers and hardships that ordinary people could hardly imagine, Lu Mingfei had developed a vigilance comparable to that of a wild animal.

"No, please take us to the train station. Next, we need to trouble you to drive the car to our destination. I heard that public transportation in Hokkaido is not well developed, and we still need your help to travel."

"Please don't say that, this is my job." The driver was a little terrified.

The rear compartment of the car was decorated with cherry wood and snow-white elk leather, and passengers who came up had to change into disposable slippers.

Eri and Constantine put their heads together and muttered something. Ling was reading a Hokkaido travel magazine, and Nono was drinking iced Coke vigorously.

The glittering wine glasses in the wine cabinet jingled as the car body swayed. Above the wide seats was a suspended 42-inch super-large projection screen that could actually connect to the Internet. Xia Mi searched for pirated movie websites on the Internet and found a movie called "Spider-Man" and watched it with great interest. She was still holding a macadamia nut that she had found in the cabinet next to her and was chewing it like a squirrel.

Except for Nuo Nuo, no one noticed that there was a flash of golden light in the girl's eyes. Her lips moved. She was not chewing nuts, but reciting the words of the Wind King's Eye. It was just that the speed was so fast that Nuo Nuo only thought she said one word.

The physiological structure and auditory system of the Dragon King are completely different from those of humans. The infrasound waves that Nuo Nuo and even Lu Mingfei could not capture could be easily heard by Xia Mi.

The moment Lu Mingfei was affected by the sound of the clapper, Xia Mi had destroyed an infrasound transmitter.

But the guy who designed this trap obviously expected this to happen, so he embedded at least four similar transmitters in the inner wall of this Hummer.

After one was destroyed, another one immediately started working and continued to exert influence on Lu Mingfei.

Xia Mi hummed softly and pulled another spiritual fragment left by herself a long time ago in Lu Mingfei's body, replacing Lu Mingfei to resist the influence of the clapper sound.

Fortunately, this lady was smart and had anticipated it, otherwise, what kind of monsters would dare to target my man's body, right?

After doing all this, Xia Mi curled up lazily in the corner of the seat, looking up at Andrew Garfield who was being beaten black and blue by the lizard man, and didn't know why she chuckled.

"What's so funny." Nono pouted.

"Don't you think that lizardman looks like us? A reptile alien, the sense of substitution is super strong, senior sister!" Xia Mi opened her round eyes wide, stretched out her hands and hugged Nuonuo's arms, twisting and turning like a little caterpillar into Nuonuo's arms.

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Gudan Hot Spring, the lush holly forest winds along the hillside in front of you to the distance. The lake next to it is not vast, but quiet and far away. There is a thin white steam floating on the lake. The farther you look, the thicker it is, as if you are in the clouds.

This is Lake Akan.

Located in the eastern part of Hokkaido, Japan, it is a natural lake with a circumference of 30 kilometers and a maximum depth of 45 meters.

The largest tribe of the Ainu people lives nearby. The tribe is centered on the memorial tower called the Wind of the Earth built on the square, and is full of folk craft shops with various facades.

The Ainu people of this tribe called Lake Akan "Ma Lake", which means "the lake that gives life", but this saying has gradually disappeared in this world with the popularization of industrialization in recent years.

It was already night when we arrived here. Before that, Lu Mingfei called Yuan Zhisheng.

Who knew that the guy turned around and handed the phone to the Yasha beside him, and then Yasha really let Lu Mingfei feel the essence of a round of Japanese greetings, and let him understand the 36 uses and 42 ways of forming sentences of the word Bakayaluo in just ten minutes.

Finally, Yuan Zhisheng calmly took back the phone and asked Lu Mingfei what he wanted to do.

Lu Mingfei said that he brought Eri to Hokkaido to take a hot spring bath, and asked the Sheqi family to clear the area near the Gudan Hot Spring. Yuan Zhisheng was silent for two minutes. Just when Lu Mingfei thought that the matter was ruined, the tortoise actually said lightly that it was done and you could go.

Because there was no one to disturb, the night was so quiet that only the sound of the wind outside the tent and the faint sound of holly branches bursting in the fire were left.

The tent was set up by the all-around driver who drove all the way from Sapporo. It was set up in the middle of a clearing in a lush forest. Looking to the side, you can see the stone-built Kotan Onsen and the white swans sleeping on the huge pebbles with their heads buried under their wings.

The feathers of the flocks of white swans were wet by the steam rising from the water, but it was not cold. The rippling lake reflected their white feathers.

There was a temporary camp of the Ainu people in the distance. The Japanese looked down on these natives, but they survived the massacre many years ago and are still growing on the land where their ancestors lived today.

These Ainu people, who are also not so willing to integrate into the Japanese Yamato people, wander between remote towns and have no fixed place to live. They seem to be intentionally or unintentionally avoiding the census and isolating themselves from the "settled humans".

Among them are old blacksmiths from Sapporo, mechanics who can drive and assemble parts, and sushi chefs from Hakodate. The more famous ones are girls who are good at dancing Ainu dances. Divination and helping local gangs fight are also one of their main skills to make a living.

"It is said that the Ainu people were once on the verge of extinction after the massacre. They must be very insecure." Nono chatted with Ling casually. White steam enveloped their front, and snowflakes fell one after another. They immediately melted into water when they landed on the girls' smooth shoulders.

"They have been wandering, and some have crossed the sea to Siberia and settled in the cold Far East. The real Ainu people don't trust others, just like other races isolated from humans." Ling said, and the princess put a wet and cold towel on her forehead. Her long white and golden hair was tied into a ball, revealing a clear jaw and pink and tender earlobes.

"A bit like us." Nono said casually, but her eyes were looking around.

Eri was wearing a one-piece swimsuit and playing a naval battle game with Constantine. Xiaokang actually brought a remote-controlled warship model here.

The Royal Navy and the Iowa were firing plastic shells at their respective hot seas, but they rarely hit each other, and even if they did, the kinetic energy was far from enough to sink the two huge warships.

Soon, dozens of colorful plastic sticks appeared around the two warships.

After Eri finished throwing the shells, she decisively controlled her Iowa to dart left and right to avoid the fierce attack of the Royal Navy. In the end, with six bullets hitting the ship's hull, she hit the side of the Royal Navy with skills far beyond Constantine.

The Royal Navy was slightly smaller than the Iowa in tonnage, and was immediately overturned after being hit from the side. Constantine sighed, and Eri clenched her fists and jumped for joy. The cold numbness in her eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by a hazy glow like the warm sun.

"It's my turn, it's my turn to use Iowa!" Constantine swam towards Eri, and the two exchanged remote controls, reloaded the shells and started a new round of naval battles. A dozen swans stared with curiosity at the small plastic sticks being thrown in an arc in the low air.

"Indeed, the Ainu people are actually very lonely, and they have to hold together for warmth to feel that they are still alive in this world." Ling nodded.

"The sorrow of blood, maybe these natives really have dragon blood in their bodies." Nono still looked into the depths of the hot spring.

There are more than one spring in the hot spring ditch, and Eri and Constantine are playing in the nearby hot spring pool.

Nuonuo is looking for Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi.

"Actually, everyone is lonely, regardless of whether there is blood sorrow or not." Ling suddenly said, she remembered that not long ago when the train passed by the sea, snowflakes were flying outside the window, the waves surged to the shore, swept away the snow that had just fallen on the ground, and a lonely woman stood on the shore, she seemed to be watching the sea alone.

How could there be people watching the sea alone? It was really cold and lonely to watch the sea alone in the snow, so lonely that I wanted to cry.

Ling scooped a bath towel from the shore and stood up from the hot spring water.

"You can't tell that your breasts are so big." Nono pretended to be a lecherous look, and Ling's pretty face blushed slightly.

She really only wore a bikini that could cover important parts, her skin was white, glowing with fluorescent beauty, her waist was slender and her calves were tight, and her neck was slender like a beautiful swan.

"Nineteen-year-old girls should have grown up, and you have a great figure, senior sister." Ling said lightly.

Nono was stunned, and Ling had already climbed onto the shore.

"I roasted sweet potatoes in the campfire, do you want some, Senior Sister?" Ling blinked and looked back at Nono's eyes.

"Okay, thank you." Nono nodded.

"I want some too!" Constantine leaned on the stone with both hands and looked over here, and Ling quickly wrapped the bath towel more tightly.

She looked at Eri, and sure enough, she saw that the little girl was also looking forward to it.

So Ling walked barefoot towards the campfire burning beside the tent. The fine and soft snow was stepped on tightly by her feet, and her small and beautiful feet were also a little red from the cold.

She squatted in front of the fire and used pliers to pick out a few tin foil balls buried in the holly wood charcoal fire with an expressionless face. She put them on the snow stone to cool a little, blew them in her hands, and then stood up wrapped in a towel.

But she had sharp ears and suddenly heard some strange sounds from the hot spring on the other side, so she quietly moved over.

"Hey, Lu Mingfei, don't do anything stupid. Ling and Eri are nearby..."

"Junior sister, you are afraid too?"

"Hey, do you think you are the kind of person who is so thick-skinned that you can run a horse? No, don't touch me randomly, I'm telling you..."

"Does this count as random touching?"

"Lu Mingfei!"

"How about this?"

"Hmm..."

"Hey, junior sister, if we want to have a child in the future, should it be oviparous or viviparous?"

"We dragons are all oviparous, but Dragon King... Hmm... Lu Mingfei, you, you, you, you, you, you, just talk about business, take your hands out!"

It was Xia Mi and Lu Mingfei. Ling frowned, a little curious about what these two were doing hiding aside. Their conversation was so weird. Could they be practicing some weird magic?

She couldn't hold back her curiosity. She held the roasted sweet potato and recited two lines of dragon script in a low voice, and hid herself in the shadows.

A few seconds later, Ling quietly appeared near the hot spring where Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi were, crouching like a thief and looking inside. After just one look, his face immediately turned red from cheeks to ears. (End of this chapter)