Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from a Wolf

"Hey, I'll be back soon. I have new ones in my suitcase. Don't worry, they haven't been worn. You go and rent a four-seater car. I'll find you in the dormitory after I finish the report." Called the old man on train No. 1000.

Don called.

Shutoku Aki and Ye Sheng were in the front row of seats, wearing the same pair of headphones and watching a Hong Kong-style zombie movie. They were zombies dressed in Qing Dynasty official costumes and jumping around. They were not scary at all.

But Lu Mingfei could hear the girl's shy cry, saw the two heads leaning together and the earphone cables connected together, and the air was filled with a sour smell.

To tell a joke, the Operations Specialist of the Enforcement Department is afraid of jumping zombies.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei finally understood Mr. Lu Xun's article.

——The joys and sorrows of people are not the same. I just think they are noisy.

Putting on his headphones, Lu Mingfei continued to watch "Tutor Reborn".

The three-dimensional world is evil! I only love the two-dimensional paper people!

In this cold world, only a heated mobile phone can give him some warmth.

...

304. Old Tang, who had just taken a shower, was only wearing a pair of bright red pants. The new pants he took out from Lu Mingfei's suitcase were red and big.

"Where can I rent a car?" He had a white towel around his neck. He had a good figure and looked quite strong.

"Just post it on the forum, rent it in the name of your junior brother, and someone will send the car over right away." Fingel typed on the keyboard, pressed Enter at the end, and sent the edited post.

Old Tang was leaning on the edge of the seat, his unwashed hair dripping with water on the ground, carrying the scent of shampoo.

A few seconds passed and there were many more replies under the post.

[Junior Lu Mingfei is going there to play, my sister will take you there (selfie in sports car). 】

[Want to go to my sister’s villa to play? (Selfie in the big villa)]

"Look at this Lu Mingfei, he's just a bastard. So many seniors want to date him, but he doesn't like any of them." Fingel looked through the information of each ID and smiled at the selfie on his profile picture.

.

"So, you are very brave. Do you have a girlfriend?" Old Tang squeezed Fingel's shoulder.

"You're kidding, I'm so brave, how can I not have a girlfriend!" Fingel spread out his right palm, "She's right here, I sleep with her every day."

"Damn it! Did you wash your hands? Don't come over!" Old Tang jumped back.

"Don't hide!" Fingel stood up, "Let me know, your development is abnormal!"

After a while, Old Tang put on the old coat he took out of the dryer.

"I'm going to get the car keys." Fingel cleared his throat and combed his hair in the mirror, "Do you want to come with me?"

"Will you have money to pay the rent if I don't go?" Old Tang pulled out the vest from his waistband.

"You don't have to pay rent." Fingel said, "I'm afraid you don't know what the fruit of face is. Who among the students of Cassel College dares not to give face to my junior brother?"

"Good guy, is he really that picky?"

"At least for now."

"Okay, you go ahead, I'll wait here for you to come back."

"Okay, see you later." Fingel took the key and went out.

"See you later." Old Tang agreed, searching for famous Italian restaurants in Chicago on his mobile phone.

He was the only one left in this dormitory that did not belong to him.

...

A secret black helicopter arrived in Kassel. Hilbert Jean Angers took out a half-man-high copper can from the safe and jumped off the fuselage neatly.

Surrounded by masked armed guards, like special forces, Mance got off the plane from the other side.

"Norton's eggs, an unprecedented discovery." Angers gently stroked the surface of the brass jar, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

"Deciding what to do with it?" Mance asked.

"Anatomy." Four strong men with bronze skin came pushing the alloy safe. Angers locked the lock himself and scrambled the password. "Thousands of years of human sacrifice can only make the dragon kings sleep, and they will cocoon.

, and then wait for resurrection again.”

"In the past, people used alchemical weapons, cold weapons and even evil witchcraft as weapons to fight against the Dragon Clan, but their limitations prevented them from completely killing the Dragon King. Now, we have obtained weapons that can eliminate them once and for all. Then

It’s science!”

"So far we have not been able to obtain perfect specimens. The living body and bones of the dragon are too difficult to obtain. The only living ones captured are cubs, which are not mature and lack sufficient research value. But today will be a historic day because

We are going to dissect the dragon kings! Study the mystery of their resurrection!"

"Is the team funded?" Mance said.

"Most of the experts are here, and some are on the way." Angers said: "This is a precision work that lasts several days, and they will be involved soon."

"So anxious?" Mance frowned, "Aren't you going to do any more MRI scans?"

"It's not necessary. Just open the can and we can get all the information inside." Angers directed the staff to push the safe into the room. He and Mance walked behind to keep an eye on the outside world.

"But the copper can is not really made of copper, but some unknown alchemical material." Mance continued: "Norton is the king of bronze and fire. Flame and metal are both important powers to awaken it, so it is sealed."

The thing must not be metal. How do you want to open the copper can? By violent means?"

"'Gray tin solution', this liquid obtained from ancient Egyptian tombs can corrode its outer skin." Angers said.

"Now that you are ready, let's get started." Mance no longer objected to Angers' intention.

Everything seemed to have been arranged. From the moment Lu Mingfei got on the plane with him, he had no choice.

But it doesn't matter, if you can get the secret of dragon resurrection, everything will be worth it.

A revengeful person is willing to put everything on the line.

...

"Dingle bell bell bell~"

Old Tang's phone rang again.

It was an unfamiliar phone number. He hung up the phone and wanted to continue reading the restaurant's signature dish introduction, but the annoying phone rang again.

"It's not over yet! Harassing phone calls, right?" Old Tang wanted to yell.

He continued to hang up the phone, but the person on the other end of the phone was like a shameless toad, calling again and again.

Except for Lu Mingfei and Fingel, only those persistent real estate salesmen would want to chat with him.

Old Tang couldn't bear it anymore and decided to answer the phone and have a sweet freestyle session with the person on the other side.

The first moment I connected the phone, a weak voice came over.

"Brother...brother..."

There was a cry in the voice, and there was a sense of loneliness, like a lost child squatting on the street crying because it couldn't find its parents.

Old Tang originally wanted to spread honey with his mouth, but as soon as the first "fa" sound came out of his mouth, the "ke" sound got stuck in his throat.

"Brother...I'm leaving then..." The voice gradually became quieter, reminding people of the child's retreating figure.

He suddenly couldn't bear it and didn't hang up the phone.

But when the call was connected, there was silence, and there was no sound again.

The unspeakable feeling of loneliness was just like the cold sweat soaking his back when he woke up from the burning city every night.