Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from a Wolf

"Are you crying?" Lu Mingfei stepped forward and lightly touched Lu Mingze's fair face with his fingers.

It was really strange, Lu Mingze was clearly smiling, but he heard mourning.

His heart felt like a knife, as if a sharp knife had been stabbed in and stirred, making his heart a mess.

For a moment, it was as if thunder and lightning passed through Lu Mingfei's brain, and a picture flashed ferociously... On a windy and rainy night, on the cold stone flower bed, he and the boy, or his cousin Lu Mingze,

Sit in the dark and hug tightly.

Huge sadness filled his chest, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes, but he didn't know why they fell.

Lu Mingfei shook his head, wiped away his tears, and stared firmly at Lu Mingze on the cross.

He stretched out his hands and stood on tiptoes, wanting to hug the child whose body was stained red with blood.

Just like when Jiulang pulled him out of the abyss of despair, he also wanted to save another sad and desperate heart.

But in a daze, he returned to the hotel room from the ruined church.

There was a handsome little boy of thirteen or fourteen years old in a kimono. He was the only one in the room. However, the disc inserted in the ps3 had been changed from "God of War 2" to "Uncharted 2" at some point.

Lu Mingfei put away the CD and turned off the TV.

Those deep eyes stared at the ceiling, wondering what they were thinking.

...

Early morning on the third day, Genji Heavy Industries Building.

"It's the same as what the young master said yesterday...the head of the Uesugi family...ran away from home again." Crow came to Yuan Zhisheng's office to report, "Should we bring her back?"

"Let her go." Yuan Zhisheng, who was dealing with documents from the Executive Department, didn't even raise his head and just responded calmly.

After he finished signing, he asked Crow: "Where did she go this time?"

"She has broken her own farthest record, walked through that intersection, and is now hiding behind a telephone pole."

"Yeah." Yuan Zhisheng nodded, pulled up the bamboo roller blind, and looked down from the upstairs.

Eriki was wearing a miko costume, and the gray kotatsu tablecloth turned into a package, with two strips of cloth passing under her nose, which looked like a pair of mustaches, which was very funny.

His fair face was also smeared with mud, with three lines on the left cheek and three lines on the right, just like a cat's whiskers.

She poked her head around, looking left and right from time to time, as if she were a thief, but she didn't understand the essentials of being a thief at all.

The large miko costume makes her extremely conspicuous, and her exaggerated movements and tiptoes are even more eye-catching.

Only thieves in anime walk like that.

The telephone pole couldn't block her body and clothes at all, but she regarded it as a shelter. Once she looked out and saw passers-by, she would immediately pull her head back.

"Don't keep an eye on her too closely." Yuan Zhisheng said, "Be careful not to irritate her. She will come back on her own after she has had enough fun."

"We only monitor through surrounding cameras and will not irritate her. The team is on standby in the building. If an accident occurs, we will respond immediately."

Although the head of the Uesugi family looks like a weak and beautiful girl, that's just her appearance. She is very sensitive and can easily go berserk and become a killing machine that can't distinguish between friend and foe.

Word Spirit Trial, Sequence No. 111, this is the terrifying power she possesses.

It is almost a god's domain, and it can impose death orders on enemies within the attack range.

It just has backlash side effects and will shorten her lifespan.

If Eriki really loses control and goes berserk, no one in the family except Minamoto Chisei should be qualified to face her, so just let her play.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the dark sky, and it seemed that a heavy rain was coming.

"Send someone to throw an umbrella next to the telephone pole." He said softly: "Find a person with an ordinary appearance and figure, let him ride a bicycle, and 'accidentally' drop the umbrella in the frame. Be careful not to do this.

It’s too obvious.”

"Yes, young master."

...

"It's going to rain." Lu Mingfei looked up and sighed, "If I had known, I wouldn't have come out. It would be so nice to play games under the covers."

The weather was sultry and windy, and many families had put away their clothes on the balconies and closed their doors and windows.

In a torrential rainy weather, lying in bed and playing games with a PS controller, letting the rain pour down outside the window, controlling the bald Kratos to kill on the Olympic Mountains with the air conditioner blowing, this is one of the great enjoyments of life.

But when he went out in the morning, he didn't check the weather forecast and didn't even bring an umbrella.

When the sky was slightly bright, nothing could be seen, but now it looked like a thunderstorm.

The roar of thunder can already be heard in the distance, and it is about to rain.

He originally wanted to go to Tokyo Tower today, but it was definitely not a good idea to go to high places when it was raining. He didn't know if the observation deck there had a glass barrier to keep out the rain.

"That's all, let's go back. For God's sake, hold on a little longer and don't pee so quickly."

As he said this, big raindrops fell on Lu Mingfei's nose.

Summer thunderstorms always come so unexpectedly, and swish, swish, the rain pours on the concrete floor as if pouring out of a basin.

The neighborhood seems to be an industrial area, and there isn't even a convenience store to take shelter from the rain.

Lu Mingfei was immediately soaked in the rain.

He quickly covered his iPhone in his arms. If the phone short-circuited, Norma would be in trouble.

Because of the convenient artificial intelligence, he didn't even remember the map or even the name of the hotel he was staying at.

He wants to find his way home alone in Tokyo, which is connected in all directions. It is extremely difficult, and taxis are too expensive. It is said that a taxi in Japan costs 20 or 30 RMB to travel one kilometer, and it only takes ten minutes.

The numbers on it were jumping, faster than a robbery.

He would rather run back in the rain. His physical fitness is not weak. It's just a little rain. It's nothing. When he was in Ashina, he even fell into a lake in the middle of winter. The ice water stimulated the bleeding wounds that had not healed.

When chilblains suppurate, you can only cut off the connected skin and flesh, which is called torture.

He didn't dare to take out his phone, so he had to wander around in his memory.

The sound of raindrops filled his ears. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find a house to take shelter from the rain. However, he seemed to be lucky. He actually saw an umbrella on the ground, which seemed to have been dropped by someone.

"A dead Taoist friend will never die a poor Taoist."

He rushed over to grab the umbrella, but instead of grabbing the umbrella, he caught a cold hand.

Her dark red hair was wet from the rain, and her face looked like a little cat. The miko's clothes became a little transparent when soaked with water, sticking tightly to her skin, and her black lace underwear was looming.

She was huddled at the telephone pole, holding something in her arms.

"Nono?" Lu Mingfei shouted out in an instant, but if you look closely, you will find that there is a huge difference between the two.

He held up an umbrella to protect the girl from the rain.

The raindrops fell on the umbrella cap, forming small streams of water that flowed to the ground along the umbrella beads.