Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Lu Mingfei pushed the silver dining car parked at the door into the suite, and had breakfast on the coffee table with Eriyi, who had just woken up and had fluffy and messy hair but a rosy face, plump skin, and smooth white skin.

The slightly dry and hard-to-eat thousand fried dough sticks are a perfect match for the oil tea with chopped green onion and coriander sprinkled on the surface. Once you take a bite and dip it in, the sponge-like fried dough sticks immediately soak up the soup. Su Xiaoqiang used to love eating like this and often brought these two snacks to Lu Mingfei for breakfast. Jack.chen, the English teacher of Erjiizi, was very optimistic about them and allowed them to eat thousands of fried dough sticks dipped in oil tea during morning reading.

Eri was only wearing white button-down underwear and a long taffeta autumn shirt. She sat cross-legged on the sofa without caring about the image, sniffing along the edge of the bowl and sucking the tea soup base. The hem of her shirt revealed her slender and tight body. Her legs, two little white jade-like feet moved her toes restlessly, and her ankles were slightly pink, tied with a braided red rope.

Lu Mingfei sat on the floor. The old elm floor under his buttocks was as bright as a mirror. There were beveled solid wood patterns on it. Each wooden strip was engraved with laser technology on where it came from, what year it was made, and when it was cut down. How old are they? Some are still young saplings, while others have been pillars for decades. The crushed corpses are all covered with the marks of time. The shadows of the window panes are everywhere on the wooden floor, on the coffee table, and on their bodies. The sunlight in the gaps between the shadows is also dappled. The spider plants outside the window sway in the wind, letting in sparse light.

Today's morning news is being played on TV. Tensions between North and South Korea are tense, the Six-Party Talks are difficult to advance, who abroad is promoting the center of the Biosphere 2 experimental base, who predicts how many years controllable nuclear fusion technology will become a reality, and who else? Someone announced that they will land on Mars, and then the urban reconstruction of Tokyo, Japan, has been contracted to an Indian infrastructure company...

This world is really crazy. Some people are still using banana leaves to make aprons, but some people are already ready to go to the vast stars.

But it's beautiful.

Lu Mingfei held a bowl of oil tea and waited for news about Su Xiaoqiang. The mottled sunlight flickered on and off his drooping profile due to the coming and going of the clouds. Eryi squinted her eyes to look at him, her long eyelashes hanging down as if they were dense. satin.

The shadow of the window pane falling on this man reminded people of those bamboo forests on moonlit nights, where someone had set up a bonfire and roasted sweet potatoes.

"Brother, are you okay?" Eryi asked suddenly.

Lu Mingfei thought for a while: "It's okay. I heard that he is in love with Miss Ying, but getting married and having children will be many years away."

In fact, Yuan Zhisheng inherited the determination of his father, Master Yue, and was determined to end the cursed bloodline in his body in his generation, so maybe they would not have children at all. Marriage is quite possible.

"When will he go to France?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment. It took him a moment to react, and he turned to look out the window in a daze.

When Yuan Yuansheng told them about his ideal, it was already so far away, so far away that it seemed like it was already a lifetime ago. The guy who compares himself to the tortoise of Hirata Island can finally take off his heavy burden now. After all, the Fiend Demons have been disbanded and reorganized into an organization under the family, and Eri's other brother Minamoto Chiame has also He has left Japan, and I heard that he and his girl are selling some interesting handmade products in Scotland incognito, but every year the family’s private plane will take them back to the shrine to worship.

"Yuan Zhisheng will not go to France." Lu Mingfei said.

"Why, isn't that his dream?" Eriki tilted her head, and the faint sunlight fell on her eyes, revealing some unclear doubts.

Yuan Zhisheng had been planning for many years to escape Japan and sell sunscreen on a nudist beach in France. Even though he was not able to successfully implement it in the end, he did take care of what happened after he left.

In the original plan, after the war with the Fierce Demons ended, the god should have been killed, and Minamoto Chisei would be relieved of the burden of being the head of the eight Snake Qi families, allowing Masamune Tachibana to return to the core of power, while he He will leave Tokyo cleanly and go to France, where no one knows him. There are monasteries, devout nuns, and nudist beaches where no one wears swimsuits. He will sell sunscreen there and give it to naked girls to try. Maybe you can also feel the charm of French girls. Of course Sakura will definitely bring her with her. Without this girl, Yuan Zhisheng can't even make a bowl of ramen, let alone a girl who is willing to prepare meals at home and wait for you to come back. She will jump when you open the door. You say something like "I'm so happy you're back", and then rubs its head against your palm like a cat, asking you to kiss her.

As for Crow and Yasha, Yuan Zhisheng has already made arrangements. He purchased real estate and shops around Tokyo very early. By collecting rent, the two guys who have never studied can survive in this city. . It's just a pity that the crow died, and Yuan Zhennu was very sad about it. Many times he killed people without his own will, and Herzog's hypnosis on him was pervasive.

"Sometimes reality is a very cruel thing. It has no shape but can lock people tightly. Dreams are the rare comfort in the long loneliness when people are imprisoned." Lu Mingfei smiled and said, "She Qi The eight families are like a country, and now the people of this country are suffering. Yuan Zhisheng has always been a righteous partner, and he has no way to abandon his people. "

When a person's ideals and beliefs conflict, it is often the former who is abandoned.

Eriyi nodded as if she understood, with a confused look on her face.

Lu Mingfei knew that she might not understand what he meant at all, but he didn't intend to explain. This world is so huge and cruel, you have to understand it yourself, and then you have the power to resist it.

Besides, there are some things that Lu Mingfei didn't tell Eri. In the disaster brought to Tokyo by Dr. Herzog, Yuan Zhisheng obviously realized that if an organization as large as the Snake Eight Families did not have a leader who could match this powerful leader, it would be destined to become a tool for ambitious people to usurp power. One Herzog died, and there would be more Herzogs licking their claws in the shadow of the family. Although Uesugi Yue has returned to the family, according to his physical examination report, almost all of his organs are close to failure. It is hard to say how many days the old guy can live after leaving his ramen stall. With Yuan Zhisheng's character, there is no way to leave such a mess behind and escape.

"My brother is very good to me. When everyone treats me as a weapon, he is the only one who is willing to treat me as a child, play games with me, and bring me snacks." Eri said while chewing a steamed bun, "Although I may never have a place in his escape plan, I still hope that he can realize his dream."

Lu Mingfei's heart moved. It seems that the heads of the eight families of Sheqi have softened their hearts. They did not want to deprive Eri of her humanity. She is still kind and will be unwilling to be unwilling for others and sad for others. This is good. In this way, their group does not look like monsters traveling together to the abyss.

He hooked his finger at Eri, and the girl blinked in confusion, but still leaned forward obediently and put her face close to him. Her eyes were wide open, and there was a glimmer in her pupils, like a puppy who could only tilt his head to be curious about the butterflies on the roadside.

Lu Mingfei sighed and stretched out a finger to help the girl wipe the oil stains from the corner of her mouth. Eri burped, then chuckled.

"Still laughing." Lu Mingfei glared at her, "Why don't you change your clothes and get ready to go downstairs."

The phone that was placed on the table with the screen facing up a moment ago lit up. Su Xiaoqiang sent a message to Lu Mingfei, saying that she was ready.

——The alley in the middle section of Changjiang Road was crowded with people and cars. Most of the people living here were office workers working in nearby office buildings. Breakfast shops were connected on both sides of the alley, and the awnings extended to almost cover half of the road.     The men who went in and out of the breakfast shops carrying steamed dumplings or packaged hot soup noodles were wearing leather shoes that had been polished to a shine, and the girls were graceful and weak in high-heeled boots. Each one was bright and beautiful, and each one was in high spirits.

Eri leaned close to the passenger window and stared out. Occasionally, when she passed by shops with colorful and unique signs, she would twist her neck to look, just like many years ago when Lu Mingfei took her to the taxi on the way to the dinner party that his uncle's family broke into in Tokyo.

The only difference was that the expression on her face that time was like a five or six-year-old child who traveled with her parents for the first time to see the world, but this time there was light in her eyes.

Hundreds of people, perhaps thousands of people, passed by this luxury car worth 9 million. Few people working nearby didn't know the Rolls-Royce Phantom, and people and cars all detoured, so Lu Mingfei was able to travel smoothly in the crowded morning market.

Only those buses that started wobbly, the drivers held a bean paste bun in their mouths, looking down at the oncoming Rolls-Royce from a high place, wishing they could jump up and honk its horn.

Lu Mingfei knew that the early morning buses were crowded with young people who were in a hurry to work or young office workers, so he honestly stepped aside to let them go out.

"There are so many people, it's so lively." Eri turned her head and whispered to Lu Mingfei.

"When I was very young, there were not so many people here." Lu Mingfei operated the steering wheel with one hand, frowning, carefully avoiding collisions between the headlights and pedestrians. "In the 1990s, there were no tall buildings here. The limited number of commercial centers were deserted after nightfall. At that time, I was still with my parents. They sometimes took me out for supper at night. At that time, the two tallest buildings in the city were the Telecom Building and the Post and Telecommunications Building. They stood like two dark boulders in the night."

"In the 1990s?"

"That was more than ten years ago. Eri was still a little girl at that time. I have childhood memories. Do you remember me?"

"When I was a child, I lived in a shrine in the mountains. I didn't have clothes that fit me. All the shrine maidens' clothes were several sizes too big. Sometimes I would step on the hem of my skirt when I wore them, and every time I fell, I would be covered in bruises." Eri said, "The priest didn't allow me to go out, so I had no friends, but there were very fat raccoons in the mountains. In autumn, they would bring wild fruits to play with me. Later, my blood awakening destroyed half of the shrine, so they took me to the city."

Unlike what many people imagine, Eri didn't show extraordinary talent and strong physique when she was a child like most mixed-bloods.

She was very fragile. The loss of calcium made her very easy to fracture. Every time she fell, she was seriously injured, but the dragon blood made her recover quickly, which was why Herzog didn't abandon her.

Lu Mingfei was silent for a moment, and reached out to touch Eri's head.

At this time, the gray-white buildings on both sides of the alley have gradually become denser, and between the gaps between the buildings, you can see black steel buildings rising into the air in the distance, like giant iron snakes raising their necks from the ground.

After driving a short distance inside, the morning market was open. The flow of people suddenly became sparse, and the awning extending to the middle of the road disappeared.

The apartments here are no longer open. Behind the white marble walls under the shade of trees are modern facial recognition unit doors. There is a small pavilion outside each unit door. The young security guards in the pavilion stand upright. Their skin is shining bronze in the sun.

The houses here are very valuable. I am afraid that even the price of commercial apartments is not inferior to that of commercial houses in the city center. But for Su Xiaoqiang, it seems that he just bought such a house to stay temporarily, so as to avoid any inexplicable relatives coming to the door to tear a piece of meat from their family.

After Comrade Lao Su fell ill, Su Xiaoqiang's family became a big fat piece of meat in the eyes of everyone. Everyone wanted to get a piece of it. Su Xiaoqiang was still too young to control the situation, so he had to avoid the edge for a while.

To be honest, Lu Mingfei has never been involved in business struggles, but not having done this does not mean that he cannot help Su Xiaoqiang.

Although the potato chip girl in Lu Mingze's team is not very present in the team, she is a real black gold swan on Wall Street.

In Japan, Su Enxi was able to acquire the poorly managed industries of the Sheqi Eight Families when they were in decline through financing, and then sell them back to the Sheqi Eight Families at a high price after these industries were revived.

In Moscow, the Romanov family, under the instigation of Su Enxi, broke into the Russian business circle like a tyrant, plundered the wealth of this huge empire, and accumulated more than 50 billion US dollars in wealth in just ten years.

She does not have the power to assassinate the king, kill the driver, slay the demons and slay the dragons, but she can call on tens of billions of dollars of cash flow at any time to make a small European country declare bankruptcy overnight.

To be honest, it was an overkill to ask Su Enxi to deal with Su Xiaoqiang's troublesome opponents, but Lu Mingfei couldn't find other less powerful reinforcements...

After turning a corner, they saw the little goddess waiting on the roadside, and Lu Mingfei frowned slightly.

A guy with a red rose on his chest was standing beside her with his head held high and whispering something with a happy face, while Su Xiaoqiang's expression was so solemn that it seemed like water could drip out.

Lu Mingfei didn't know that person.

But he looked a little similar to Zhao Menghua.