Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from a Wolf

Cassel College's students are well-trained. Except for the freshmen who have actually passed the interview, the rest of the sophomores, juniors and preparatory students all understand the importance of discipline in this situation.

They quickly left from the emergency exit, opened the fire box in the teaching building and took out the guns. If possible, they put on combat uniforms. If not, they found bunkers and were ready to shoot at any time. The headset Rinoma connected the signals for them and gave them command.

The same was true for Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki. As commissioners who had personally experienced the "Kuimen" plan, they responded very quickly. When the alarm sounded, they put on their equipment and began to evacuate the crowd, commanding the team, and searching for the enemy everywhere.

Many people know Ye Sheng. He once received a trophy for Kassel College as the leader of the sailing team. This popularity allowed him to slowly build a team.

For a moment, this place looked like a battleground in a war zone.

Old Tang hid in the flower bed, using bushes and vine walls to block his body.

The smoke bomb had not dissipated yet, and there was thick black smoke everywhere. He did not dare to run around for fear of running into some gun-wielding thugs.

Moreover, his own condition was also very bad. It was as if a leaf of mint had been stuffed into his head. Although it didn't hurt, it felt very strange. His spirit was particularly clear, and it seemed that his thinking speed had become faster. A faint blur appeared in front of his eyes.

fire, and the flame is gradually becoming stronger.

He suspected that the cigarette contained an exciting hallucinogen, otherwise why would he not feel choked when he inhaled it and see these phantoms?

"Isn't that guy Lu Mingfei really coming?" He was editing text messages on his cell phone, and the glowing screen reflected the golden fire in his eyes.

Even if Lu Mingfei is very good at school, so what? Those are terrorists with guns. In this deep mountain and forest, no one can come to support him even if he calls the police.

I don’t know if Fingel’s car is rented well. Faced with the unequal combat power between the enemy and us, we should retreat tactically. A piece of wood will only do the job and will never bring good results.

Those who understand the current situation are heroes. They should get in their cars and go to the police in downtown Chicago to ask the police to send out troops and helicopters to deal with the matter, instead of staying in school and letting others point gun barrels at their heads.

However, before he could finish typing a few words, he suddenly heard footsteps.

His hearing had become very sensitive at some point, and a person was approaching at an extremely fast speed.

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"

The strange voice appeared again, and his head hurt again. He closed his eyes and hit his temples with his hands, shaking all over.

"Finally I found you." Lu Mingfei helped Old Tang stand up, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

As soon as he arrived, he saw Old Tang hiding in the flower bed and shaking.

The explosion that blew up the school gate must have frightened Old Tang. After all, playing games and real reality are not the same thing.

In the game, you can control the character to jump up and down, climb over walls, and rush over in the rain of bullets to play with your body skills, because you know this is fake. Even if you are hit by a bullet, it will not hurt. You are just lying on the soft backrest and pressing the button.

Just a mouse and keyboard.

There is no smoke or the smell of blood, just fake gunshots and 3D modeling that tries its best to imitate reality.

But the real battlefield is far more terrifying than the game. When the shock wave breaks the eardrums and the flying stones scratch the skin, the deepest fear of human beings will be aroused, which is the fear of death.

Lu Mingfei has died many times, so he certainly knows what it feels like.

At this time, any words of comfort will have little effect. Take Old Tang to a safe environment, drink a sip of hot soup, and stay warm under the quilt for a while, and he will feel much better.

"Let's go, I'll take you to a safe place." Lu Mingfei squatted down and motioned for Old Tang to get on his back.

"I...I'm fine...I can walk on my own..." Old Tang gasped, his brows furrowed, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"You're like this and you can still walk!" Lu Mingfei grabbed Old Tang's arm and forced him to carry him on his back.

"I'll take you to Fingel, and he will take you to shelter. This college was used as a shelter before. In fact, it is a military academy. Everyone is equipped with guns. These terrorists will soon

Solved." Lu Mingfei allowed Old Tang to lie on his back.

He adjusted his posture to make Old Tang more comfortable.

Old Tang seemed to have relapsed from an old illness. His body temperature was abnormally high. He felt like there was a hot water bottle on his back. He had to get a doctor to see him quickly.

He ran instead of jumping. His steps were steady and not bumpy at all, because he had experience in escaping while carrying another tired person on his back.

...

There was a knock on the door of the church.

Someone opened the door and closed it again, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the church, step by step, so steady that it was boring.

The visitor finally stopped in the center of the church. Chu Zihang opened the door and walked out of the confessional.

The two looked at each other. Chu Zihang was wearing a school uniform with all the buttons unbuttoned. He was holding Murasame in his hand. His long dark hair hung down messily, covering half of his face.

The person's whole body was covered in a black combat uniform, but he did not wear a mask. He had an extremely hot figure and two sideburns hanging down both sides of his face. They were two feet long and as black as ink, like a Japanese woman in an Ukiyo-e painting.

She is very beautiful, especially her figure, which is perfect. Even if she is lined up with Caesar's lace ballet cheerleaders, you can still find her position at a glance. Once she stands there, she will attract the attention of everyone present.

But Chu Zihang was not included in all the "people" because he was a rotten piece of wood. Because of Nono, Caesar didn't go around messing around with flowers and twists and turns. However, after he entered school, his popularity was obviously not inferior to that of Caesar, but he

Have always been single.

Chu Zihang was silent, his cell phone was placed on the church table aside, and the call display was showing that the caller was Caesar.

"What a boring man. Don't you know what to say when you see a beautiful woman?" The woman flipped her hair with a teasing smile on her face.

"Why did you invade Kassel?" Chu Zihang said.

"If you don't know how to be funny, you will end up lonely when you talk to a lady about such boring topics."

"Then what do you want to talk about?" Chu Zihang tightened his grip on Murasame's knife handle, and the muscles under his shirt contracted.

"For example..." The woman playfully put her hands behind her back and leaned forward, making people wonder if it was really so sexy?

With a shy smile on her face, she is like a poppy flower in full bloom, charming and beautiful, standing quietly on the branch waiting for you to pick it, every man will be stunned to see it.

However, the scene changed suddenly. She took out a black pistol from behind with thunderous force and shot at Chu Zihang.

"Are you willing to die for me?" She pulled the trigger, and the bullet immediately spun out of the gun chamber.

Although poppies are beautiful, they are addictive poison.

It's a pity that she missed it. Chu Zihang is a great sage like Liu Xiahui who is always in the sage's time. It's a bit low to describe him as "walking among thousands of flowers without even a leaf touching him".

, he won’t even get a hint of the fragrance of flowers.

By turning sideways, he dodged this obviously premeditated shot.

The bullets struck the church's wooden pews, leaving bright red marks.

"Frigga Bullet?"

Chu Zihang frowned and stepped in front of the woman.

"What a man who doesn't know how to show mercy to women." The woman shook her head, threw away the pistol, and took out the folding knife from her waist.

...

Susie and Nono walked out of the dormitory together, wearing red and black combat uniforms.

They are roommates, one is the vice-president of the Lion Heart Club and Chu Zihang's rumored girlfriend, and the other is the eldest sister of the student union and Caesar's first wife.

In competition, they never give in, but in daily life they are very harmonious, and they are best friends who can share their concerns.

Caesar was waiting for them downstairs. He was on the phone with Chu Zihang, and he could hear the collision of blades coming from over there.

"Where is Chu Zihang?" Su Qian's equipment was light and she did not carry a sniper rifle.

The position of a sniper is very particular. Usually, the sniper point must be determined before the battle. In such an emergency, she does not have time to find a suitable position. Moreover, Chu Zihang is fighting the enemy now, and she wants to provide support.

.

"He's in the church." Caesar handed the phone to Susie, "He hasn't spoken since half a minute ago."

"I'm going to support him." Susie started to walk out.

"Wait a minute, Norma sent a mobilization message, asking us to go underground to support the Shikoti District." Caesar tapped the headset.

Susie pursed her lips and returned to the team helplessly, command orders also sounded in her headset.

"Let's go quickly and solve it quickly."

Many people were mobilized to go to Shikoti district.

...

Library main control room.

"Ye Sheng applied to lift the 'commandment'. He wanted to use the spirit snake to search for the enemy's location." Schneider turned to Manstein.

"We have a lot of people, it's only been a few minutes, don't worry." Manstein said: "The students don't know how to control the power of speech spirits. This is too dangerous, and the 'Night Watch' will not agree.

"

"Wait a minute, Norma says the Chicago area has lost contact!" Schneider suddenly shouted.

"Can you check the information there?" Manstein's face changed. "The Beludandi District is directly controlled by Norma, so don't worry, but the Shikoti District cut off its authority yesterday. I don't know why.

.”

"No, I don't have enough authority!" Schneider said, "Anyway, there must have been an accident there. Send more support quickly."

"I have mobilized the 'a' group and the 'd' group to support, damn it! Chu Zihang is being held up, only Caesar has time!"

Manstein's phone suddenly rang, and the caller's name showed "Night Watchman."

"Your father called, why?" Schneider came closer, with an uneasy premonition in his heart.

Manstein swallowed. This was one of the few times he received an unsolicited call from his father.

"Hey, Dad." He spoke tremblingly.

"Hi! Good afternoon, Manstein, my son! Is your cold better? I miss you very much!" A cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Dad, I caught a cold three weeks ago. This kind of disease will recover naturally within two weeks even if you don't take medicine." Manstein sighed.

"Oh...really?" The person on the other end of the phone started laughing: "That's really something worth celebrating. Speaking of which, your birthday will be in two weeks, my dear son."

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to remember." Manstein was a little embarrassed.

His father is very unreliable, very unreliable. When he was a child, he could not find his father all day long on his birthday, because his father was an alcoholic and a gambler. He would only lie on the recliner and watch movies all day long.

But such a person turned out to be the vice-principal of Kassel College.

There is no other reason, just because of his Word Spirit Discipline, sequence ninety-three, which allows him to issue an order within the domain, prohibiting everyone from using the Word Spirit.

Kassel College has been shrouded within the scope of the commandments for many years. It can not only suppress disobedient students, but also cannot use the spirit of speech when outsiders invade.

"As your birthday gift, I decided to close the 'commandment' immediately and be happy, my son. You will know how happy it is to have a father."

Bang, the phone was hung up.

"Lifting the commandments? Is this heavy fatherly love?" Schneider stared at Manstein's livid face with strange eyes.

"Only the principal can order the 'Night Watch' to lift the discipline. What is going on in the Shikoti District must be very important, and may even be the cause of this invasion." Manstein's glasses reflected cold light, "Add 'c'

Group and 'd' group members go to Shikoti District and make sure no accidents happen there!"

...

In the attic of the church bell tower, the 1952 classic western film "High Noon" is playing, in which law enforcement officer Jerry Gubert walks through a dusty western town with a gun.

Moviegoers wear the same attire as the cowboys on the screen, a plaid shirt, a rolled-brimmed cowboy hat, and a pair of cowboy boots with spurs.

The old guy looked like a huge potato, buried in the sofa, with his legs stretched high.

"In one minute, I will lift the 'commandment'." The old cowboy's deep voice overcame the sound of the wind and sand on the TV, "Ange, those intruders cannot threaten you, tell me the real reason."

"If you haven't gotten tired of watching "High Noon" so many times, I suggest you watch "Scent of a Woman"."

"I know you don't like hot movies because you are an old slut." The old cowboy turned off the TV, stood up and looked directly into the principal's eyes, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"I'm tired of it," the principal said calmly.

"What are you tired of? Life or movies? Dragon slaying? Or yourself?"

"All of them. I have lived for more than a century. Thanks to the dragon bloodline, I am not dead yet, but all my friends are buried in Cambridge. Only you, an old guy, and I are still standing here.

"

"Because the younger generation has not yet grown up and taken on the important task of guarding the world, you are very optimistic about Lu Mingfei. Do you think that child has hope?"

"I don't know yet. In the past hundred years, there have been more than one or two talented people like him, but we are the only two old guys still standing here. I can't wait any longer, Leondona, I

I can't wait any longer, I want to finish what I have to do in the time I have left, and resolve this war between humans and dragons once and for all."

"You want to destroy the dragon clan... instead of constantly preventing them from awakening?"

"Yes, I want to kill the four monarchs!" Angers' pupils burned with blazing golden pupils.

The words spirit and precepts were lifted, and everyone felt the power pouring out of their limbs and body.