Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

On the exclusive platform of the Moscow Railway Station that only serves Bunin, the marble floor is as bright as a mirror, reflecting the three slender figures under the glow.

Lu Mingfei went all the way from BJ to Moscow, and stayed in this city for a full half a month. Today is finally the time for him to set off.

After getting up early, the chef of Elizabeth Palace prepared a Chinese breakfast for them. After breakfast, the driver drove the silver Rolls-Royce Phantom, crushing the fallen leaves in the traffic. It was clearly a huge steel monster, but it was as flexible as a swimming fish. It was not stopped by the congested traffic at all, and arrived at this century-old building standing on the bank of the Volga River early.

The railroad tracks gradually disappeared in the darkness in the distance, winding to the bottom of the platform, and the dim street lights illuminated the railroad tracks darkly and heavily.

Lu Mingfei was carrying a special mountaineering bag on his back and a black aluminum alloy box in his hand. He stood silently on the edge of the platform and stared at the direction where the train might come from. He said nothing, but his whole body was emitting cold air, but in fact his body temperature was frighteningly high.

That kind of cold air was probably the indifference that kept people away from him.

The mountaineering bag was customized with special materials. It was said that it could resist both high temperature and friction, which was just right for Lu Mingfei. The mountaineering bag he used to carry the seven deadly sins was made of ordinary nylon cloth, and it would be destroyed in a slightly more intense battle.

The aluminum alloy box in his hand was a universal tool box that Su Enxi imitated based on the equipment box provided by the Equipment Department of Kassel College to the Executive Department Specialist. In addition to the necessary antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs, there was also a modified Remington sniper rifle. When needed, Lu Mingfei could reassemble it in just a few minutes.

The bullets were alchemical armor-piercing bullets with mercury cores enchanted by alchemy and quenched with mercury.

Lu Mingfei, who was about to embark on the journey, was armed to the teeth. With the seven deadly sins on his back and the weapon box in his hand, he could even wipe out an entire hunting team of the executive department without using violent blood.

But for some reason, the princess and Mai sister did not come to see Lu Mingfei off. Susie and Christina, who had been living in Carlominster Manor during this period, seemed to be completely unaware of it.

Eri wore a dark purple cashmere coat, and the end of the scarf on her neck danced in the wind. She hid her chin in the scarf and stepped forward to the edge of the platform to stand shoulder to shoulder with Lu Mingfei. The wind from the deep of the rails made her look like a swaying purple wild raspberry.

The sharp headlights tore through the darkness of the rails under the bridge. Lu Mingfei suddenly shook his body. With the faint light, he saw the bleak old man on the opposite side of the platform waving to him.

He wore a black robe, his hair was gray, his eyebrows were gray, and the skin on his face had deep ravines due to aging.

It turned out to be Beowulf, who had left a great reputation even in the entire history of the Secret Party. He was one of the most powerful hybrids in Europe and an elder who held the ultimate power.

Across the haze-like darkness, Beowulf was smiling and waving at Lu Mingfei, and behind him stood a black wall of followers.

Lu Mingfei immediately guessed that the old man who inherited the title of Beowulf and the Dragonblood was sent by the academy to hunt him down.

He was neither a commissioner nor a beheader, and he never left his number in the executive department. In that turbulent era, Ange was an absolute radical, while many elders were true conservatives.

When Hilbert's Kassel Academy was established and the executive department sent its commissioners to establish branches around the world and gradually suppressed the out-of-control dragon resurrection incident in the grave, old people like Beowulf were still sending or leading their own hunting teams to wander on the edge of life and death as they did hundreds of years ago, killing the resurrected dragons again.

It is 7:55 in the morning Moscow time. The platform open only to Bunin and his distinguished guests is empty. The polished silver tracks intersect in the distance like a group of steel snakes.

There is no dispatcher in the empty dispatch room. The artificial intelligence independent of the Internet controls all the dispatch work here. The lonely signal lights switch between red and green in the dark.

There is neither the iron-clad mercenary girl group of Elizabeth Palace nor the elite guards of the Karominsk Manor. Even due to Bunin's sometimes required transportation of contraband items, not even a single armed policeman can be found. It is the best time for the academy to launch the first formal attack.

Eri put her hands in her pockets and looked at Beowulf and the expressionless men behind him on the opposite side of the platform with Lu Mingfei.

Compared to Su Xiaoqiang, who was still ignorant of everything in this dark society, although the little monster was also inexperienced, she had visited the self-proclaimed integrated social system in Tokyo as the princess of the Japanese underworld.

She didn't know who was a good person and who was a bad person, but she could tell who was a thug and who was a desperate person who even risked his life.

Crow and Yasha were probably the men she had the most contact with before, except for Minamoto Chisei and Tachibana Masamune. They were servile in front of their brother, but Eri could see the tyrannical light flashing in their eyes.

Some people talk to you politely in suits and leather shoes, and the next second they step on your face with crocodile leather shoes and make you bite the corner of the wooden table to break your teeth.

The temperament of a thug is like this. Su Xiaoqiang has not cultivated such a vision, but Eri can recognize it at a glance.

The men behind Beawuf not seem to be from the relatively loose management institution of the executive department. Instead, it is more like the army. Standing there is cold and hard, making it difficult for people to climb.

The beast -like roar was echoed on the empty platform. It was the whistle roaring when the trail that had broken the darkness just now, and Lu Mingfei's heart relaxed slightly.

Beaolov is a dragon -butler who is doing everything, but at the same time, he is also a knight who regards honor as all as all as Hilbert. The glorious deeds that he had done a hundred years ago, he and his brother tracked the dragon, who tracked the seriously injured, spanned half of the Northern Europe to kill the dragon on the wasteland, and then thirsty and hot dragon blood.

He appeared here that he was probably preparing to use the heterochromic hemons to blast Lu Mingfei on the entire Moscow railway station, but just told Lu Mingfei unscrupulously, I am here.

Otherwise, the old guy should not appear here at this time with Biov's style, but it should be a timing bomb that can destroy the entire platform.

Lu Mingfei and the Eri Yi could only fall on the old man for a few seconds, because the train driving at a high -speed speed had roared in front of them, and then stopped at the end of the platform.

It was actually a few luxury compartments driven by the steam locomotive. It entered the station with wind and Blizzard, and the thick steam cloud swept the entire platform instantly.

"Are you leaving?" Eriyi asked.

Lu Mingfei nodded: "Just like the previous painting pear clothes, I always hoped to leave Yuan's heavy work, and the answer to finding some questions was also my obsession."

He hesitated and lifted his left wrist cuffs. The arm was tied with a white blade of crescent crescents, which could change his own shape.

Known as the most sharp blade in the world, it can cut everything, and even the Hachiki snake will eventually fall under the Tian climbing sword of the man of Xuzuo.

Lu Mingfei took off Tian Congyun and handed it into the hands of the painting.

The thin and sharp sword fell into the girl's hands like a silver snake. The painted pear jitter shake the wrist sword and immediately teared the air to make a slight buzz.

It seemed to be alive, and Tian Congyun was exuding some kind of excitement.

Obviously, it is far more appropriate to place in the hands of the pear clothes than in Lu Mingfei's hands.

Lu Mingfei is good at using short arc knives, so Tian Congyun is the format of a short arc knife in his hands, and the samurai knife is good at using the pear clothing. Her hand became the system of samurai knives.

"The name of this sword is Tian Congyun. In the mythology, the man who was drunk from the Hachi Snake took out this sharp sword from its tail, and then chopped all the heads of the Hachi Great Snake." Lu Mingfei squeezed the cheeks of the pear clothes and smiled. "The big snake that fled to the red well in the well of the skeleton was the man of Xuzuo. I found this sword in its tailbone. If you want to hurt you, use this sword to cut him away. "

"I don't want to kill people." Eri Yi said, "I used to be lonely, and the people who talked to me were dead. Now it is good. I can speak, sing, and no one will die."

The two people's foreheads were against each other, and Li Yi smelled Lu Mingfei's strong male atmosphere, her cheeks were reddish, a charming and cold shadow slowly woke up in her eyes, and then returned to silence.

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"Protect yourself, and protect the little heavenly girl, wait for me to come back." Lu Mingfei said.

"Um." Eri Yi nodded heavily.

Su Xiaoyu leaned on a bead with a smooth mirror side next to her. Her face was looming in the steam cloud, but she was reluctant in her pupils.

"You are also, Little Sky." Lu Mingfei released the painted pear coat, came to Su Xiaoyu, tilted his head, and then reached out and pinched Xiao Tianniang's wrist. "I don’t know that Norton is dead or sleeps, or she has left. Your body, but you have a strong power now, this power is enough to protect you. "

"I know." Su Xiaozheng shrugged, "Your friend is here."

Lu Mingfei looked back and saw a bloated man like a brown bear on the platform where the train stopped in the distance leaning on the bearing pillar of the platform. The steam surrounded him, and the paper smoke at the fingertips was clear.

It is Buning.

Looking at it again, Balowf, who was still standing opposite the platform, has disappeared.

But Lu Mingfei knew that he would sleep and eat for a long time. The college will not do him in Moscow, but once this luxury train enters the Siberian war, it will endlessly.

Lu Mingfei's last glance turned back, the lights were reflected on the face of the pear clothes and Su Xiaoyu's respective white face, like a cold moon.

With the blessing of the dragon blood, they are really beautiful and cold.

Before embarking on the train, Buning curiously glanced at Lu Mingfei's mountaineering bag and the aluminum alloy box in his hand.

"Some weapons, where I want to go, is Longtan Tiger Point. Even if the general of Watu Jing helped us get a pass that can enter the special military restricted area, there are always some other things to become our obstacles." Lu Mingfei will bring aluminum alloy boxes. He was shaking in front of himself and Buning, "It's just a thunderbolt sniper rifle. It should not be nothing in the eyes of Mr. Buning, who has the largest outsourcing order from the Ministry of National Defense, right?"

"In fact, I'm more surprised that you only brought so little stuff." Bunin said with a smile. He put out his cigarette on the wall and flicked the remaining cigarette into the wind and snow. "My train is armed with onboard heavy machine guns and hypersonic shells. The roof of the last carriage can be opened through a pneumatic system. When it is fully unfolded, it is a helipad with a light armed helicopter that can take off and land... To be honest, as an arms dealer, Mr. Lu, you are not familiar with how low our bottom line is."

Lu Mingfei waved goodbye to Eri and Su Xiaoqiang, stepped into the giant beast that was winding on the rails like a black snake, and he seemed to leave without any regrets. He asked as he walked, "I What is our journey like?"

"We will go to Lake Baikal first, and we will pick up some friends along the way... They are all descendants of the powerful, and they will be the best umbrella for this train." Bunin said, "To be honest, I don't participate in party struggles, but I hold the economic lifeline of some guys in my hands... Some people in the government want me to die. So every time I go to Siberia, there will be a whole bunch of Gru special forces following me, and some people want me to live well, so those Gru special forces can never get orders from their superiors to fire at us."

Lu Mingfei was not interested in these things. He nodded and began to look at the environment in the carriage.

Unexpectedly, the decoration here is four or five points similar to Elizabeth Palace, all of which are large portrait murals, religious carvings covering the entire dome, and the ground is covered with fine lambskin. Every decoration in the corner is enough to cause a sensation in the collection world.

The train trembled as it moved forward. Lu Mingfei stood by the window and looked at the platform. The shadows of Su Xiaoqiang and Eri were getting farther and farther away until they finally disappeared from sight.

"How long will this trip take? I mean until we reach the final destination." Lu Mingfei asked.

After taking this step, Lu Mingfei was surprisingly calm. He looked at Bunin, who took him to the rest carriage.

"It will take at least twenty days to reach the end of the Siberian Railway, and then we can continue on the snowmobile, but I can provide you with very little help after leaving the railroad." Bunin said. He pushed open the door, and Lu Mingfei did not step forward, but was stunned.

No wonder the decoration here is so similar to Elizabeth Palace.

Her Royal Highness was at ease and had been waiting for him in the car for a long time. (End of this chapter)