Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from a Wolf

Old Tang was lying on Lu Mingfei's bed.

Fingel was on the upper bunk, and when he looked up, he could see the corner of the fallen sheets that he had not fixed.

Fingel's bedsheet style is completely different from Lu Mingfei's bedsheet style. Lu Mingfei's bedsheet style is entirely red with embroidered flower branches on it. It has a sense of age and cultural characteristics. He should have brought it from his hometown.

Fingel's bed sheets are all green, and the quilt is also monotonous green, like a uniform style purchased at a wholesale market.

This college is really weird. It is built in a deep mountain and old forest. Are those gun-toting security guards wary of wild beasts emerging from the forest?

Lu Mingfei and Fingel called the old man the principal. Maybe he was overthinking it. This should be an aristocratic school with a long history.

"I'm back." Lu Mingfei opened the door and came in.

"What does the principal want from you?" Fingel stretched his head from the bed.

"He asked me to go out to do a social practice tomorrow." Lu Mingfei closed the door. "I won't be back until the afternoon of the day after tomorrow. Today we will just squeeze in, and Old Tang can sleep in my bed tomorrow. When I come back, it will be a holiday.

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"When will you leave tomorrow?" Fingel climbed off the bed and rummaged through the cabinet.

"At eight o'clock, we will leave after breakfast." Lu Mingfei said.

"Will you be asked to do social practice at the beginning of school?" Old Tang sat up and asked, "Is the principal planning to promote you?"

"It's not impossible." Lu Mingfei sat on the bed, "After all, I am a charming person, with a jade tree facing the wind, a sharp eyebrow and a thoughtful mind..."

"Stop bragging." Fingel brought over a small table and threw a deck of playing cards on the table. "Here, let's play a few games, Landlord, Golden Flower, and at half past ten, you pick one."

"Do you know how to fight landlords?" Lu Mingfei skillfully pulled the cards out of the box, "Old Tang, do you know how to play?"

"Yes." Old Tang responded. He had played a lot of cards in the Chinese area.

"Then let's fight the Landlord." Lu Mingfei divided the cards into two neat stacks, placed his thumbs and other fingers on both sides of the cards, pressed them into an upward arc, then pressed them against the table, and relaxed his thumbs

, the cards are slapped together in left and right order, making a series of crisp sounds.

"How big is the bet?" Old Tang held up a small bench and sat on the other side.

"I have no money." Fingel raised his hands.

"Two yuan, based on RMB, with a cap of 4 times. If you don't have money, just write an IOU and pay it back when you have money." Lu Mingfei held the shuffled cards in front of Old Tang, who skillfully turned over the cards in the middle.

Open one.

"Okay." Fingel rubbed his hands.

At night, everything is silent.

"A 3."

"2!"

"I can't afford it."

"Shunzi."

"bomb!"

"You can kill me instantly! You can kill me instantly! You defeated Fingel with seventeen cards today. I will eat this table on the spot!"

"Hehe, Shunzi."

"ah!!!"

"Can you please be quiet? Others don't want to sleep!"

...

The next day, Old Tang opened his eyes from the haze.

He vaguely saw Lu Mingfei and Fingel standing on the balcony talking.

"You're awake." Fingel brought over a piece of buttered sliced ​​bread and a carton of milk.

"Lu Mingfei is leaving?" Old Tang inserted the straw into the milk carton. On the other side of the balcony, Lu Mingfei was talking on the phone.

"There's still a little while." Fingel said. He pulled off the IOUs stuck on his face one by one and stuffed them into his trouser pockets: "Let's go to the theater to return the suit. Otherwise, after the time has passed, we will have to pay extra.

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"Okay." Old Tang yawned, sat up, found the suit he wore last night and folded it.

When they walked out of the dormitory door, Lu Mingfei waved to them and said goodbye.

After the two figures disappeared from sight, Lu Mingfei put down his cell phone with a black screen, found the wedge pill wrapped in a strip of cloth and the Marklov pistol from under the bed, and locked the bedroom door.

...

At 17:23 Beijing time, the black "Gulfstream G550" made a deafening sound and tore through the clouds.

This ultra-long-range business jet is specially designed to serve businessmen, superstars and dignitaries with billions of identities. It can cross the Pacific Ocean in a few hours. When boarding the plane, it was still a golden sunrise. At this moment, the sun is glowing with sunset red.

Already approaching the top of the mountain in the distance.

"I don't care why they let you participate in this operation, but remember, I am the commander-in-chief here." Professor Mance said with a straight face, "If you have any questions, you can ask me and I will help you."

I'll write down what you want on your resume, so, 'Special Supervisor,' please do your job well."

"Promise to complete the task." Lu Mingfei nodded.

Professor Mance arranged a job for him. He would stand on the sentry post on the deck and pay attention to abnormal situations at any time. To put it nicely, he would be called "Supervisory Specialist". At worst, he would be called "Bima Wen".

No need to do it.

Just treat it as a trip, he hasn't been to the Three Gorges Dam yet.

Although Professor Mann has a fierce face, he is easier to get along with than expected. However, the flying experience is really bad. The Gulfstream G550 is supposed to be a comfortable and quiet business jet, but after modifications by the equipment department, it turned into a roaring behemoth.

, the speed has become faster, but the noise has seriously exceeded the standard, and the seats have also changed from soft seats to hard seats.

Lu Mingfei's buttocks were almost numb from the shock, but Professor Mans always had a constipated expression. He explained the entire process of the "Kuimen" project to Lu Mingfei in detail during the first hour of the flight, which was regarded as a great effort.

Be responsible.

The plane arrived at Yichang Three Gorges Airport. In order to welcome their arrival, the hybrid organization in China prepared a secret landing strip.

After taxiing on the runway, the plane landed safely. Lu Mingfei smelled the moist and earthy air.

After getting off the bus, a special car immediately took them to the Three Gorges Dam, and the service was in place.

"Monyach" is a tugboat. It looks like a tugboat, but in fact it is a warship. Even a level 12 storm cannot shake its hull.

"Mans Rundstedt, Lu Mingfei has arrived at his post!"

Professor Mance saluted, Lu Mingfei also stood beside him and saluted, and the people on the deck also saluted them. A ladder for boarding the ship was randomly lowered from above. Lu Mingfei walked up the ladder and saw the man wearing a diving suit.

Ye Sheng and Shu De Aki.

"Next, I will be in charge of the entire 'Kuimen' plan." Mance put on a military cap with a serious expression. "Each unit will send action reports and drill results to the captain's office. The plan is scheduled to start at eight o'clock in the evening.

Gather on the deck and do a headcount."

"Yes!" the sailors agreed vigorously.

"The mechanical department went to check the equipment, and the rest of the people dispersed and moved around freely."

"Yes!" Everyone responded neatly.

When Lu Mingfei saw that Professor Mansi had not arranged for him, he quickly ran over to Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki. After all, these were the only two people he knew here.

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——A moth can never hit the glowing wick in a street lamp, just as he can never touch the reality in the phantom.

Chasers, do you see the road ahead clearly?