Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

Lu Mingfei put some clothes on her, a windbreaker he bought on the way here.

His movements suddenly stopped.

His eyes fell on the girl's wrist.

There is a purple wristband there.

In the morning, Lu Mingfei was still thinking about what kind of wristband to wear on a hot day in May.

Therefore, all unique habits are the past that you can never forget no matter how you forget it.

Lu Mingfei didn't look at the girl's wrist, it was impolite.

He put the coat on the girl, thought about it, and then gently helped her put on the wristband to cover up the hideous scar.

Maybe it’s because it’s uncomfortable to sleep on your stomach, or maybe the girl is a light sleeper.

When Lu Mingfei arranged his wristband, he met the girl's eyes.

"I said I didn't do anything, do you believe me?"

Lu Mingfei had an "I'm a good person" expression on his face.

The girl smiled foolishly.

She must have been drunk.

Just listen to what the girl said confidently.

"you saw it."

"No, eldest sister, you are all responsible for this."

"you saw it."

Lu Mingfei grimaced and nodded.

The girl stared at Lu Mingfei's face for a while, then suddenly asked confusedly.

"You said, if a person dies but is still walking in this world, what is she?"

"Zombie?"

"Stupid!"

The girl laughed wildly.

"Of course it's The Walking Dead!"

Is there a difference between zombies and the walking dead?

Probably yes.

If you ask a random passerby if he believes in zombies, he will look at you with a look of concern for the mentally retarded.

But The Walking Dead is different.

It really exists in the world.

Girls are.

A group of drunken gangsters came to the next table. They were shirtless and swaying as they walked. The words "I'm not a good person" were clearly written on their faces.

They surrounded the young couple, mainly the bear girl. This child looked innocent, like the kind of good girl who sat in the front row of the class and stared at the blackboard seriously during class. She also looked easy to bully.

The gangsters talked incoherently, hugging each other, and making strange laughter from time to time. You could vaguely see the embarrassed figure of the little bear girl in the crowd. She shrank next to her boyfriend. The boy was also a little timid and did not hide. Holding a green beer bottle and confronting the gangsters, his knuckles looked pale from exerting too much force.

The surrounding diners tried their best not to look here, eating their own barbecue supper, and dodging angry remarks to their companions.

The boss glanced here again, but turned his head back forcibly. Those who opened barbecue stalls made hard money and had to deal with all kinds of people. He still remembered that the stall owner next door was too young last month. Tonight, the hot-blooded gangsters took the blame for this kind of thing.

It is true that the girl said thank you at that time, but so what, the stall was still smashed the next day. Later, it was smashed again and again, and the business could not continue. Now I don’t know where the people have gone.

Some gangsters had already reached out, and the little bear girl hid in embarrassment. The boy suppressed his blush and swung the bottle, but no one hit it, and only caused a burst of laughter.

"boom!"

It was the network administrator girl who knocked over the folding table when she got up.

As soon as the gangsters turned their heads, they saw a girl holding an empty beer bottle staring at the group of them. They were startled. The girl's eyes were really scary, like an evil spirit, which made people feel scared.

"No, no, no."

Lu Mingfei quickly went to snatch the murder weapon from the girl's hand.

"How dangerous it is. Look at you. Jackie Chan can get drunk and drink to improve his status. You have gone to a family class for further training. Don't hurt yourself by then."

The gangster over there was already laughing exaggeratedly.

"Yeah, how dangerous."

Some people imitated Lu Mingfei's tone in a funny way.

"Even if it doesn't hit anyone, it's not good if it hits any flowers or plants!"

This guy seems to be a fan of Star.

"Yeah, kid, be smart and take care of your girlfriend."

They were still laughing, but Lu Mingfei had already snatched the bottle.

"First of all, this is not my girlfriend."

"She is my sister."

Lu Mingfei explained patiently with the kind tone of a preschool teacher facing a three-year-old child.

"Ahhh!"

The gangsters' eyes widened, and their drunken and red faces looked ferocious and crazy.

No one saw Lu Mingfei's movements clearly.

When he reacted, he was already in front of him.

The young man who had snatched the wine bottle from the network management girl a minute ago and was telling people how dangerous it was was now holding it high and dropping it accurately.

Broken.

Glass shards flew everywhere.

"Did you see it?"

Lu Mingfei explained to the rest of the gangsters.

"This, let's call it Kaidiao."

No one thought the situation would develop to this point.

The seemingly harmless neighbor boy could actually calmly smash a beer bottle on the gangster's head.

His expression was calm, as if he had only done some trivial things and was not as happy as before drinking plum wine.

If Lu Mingfei said it, it would indeed be boring.

It's up to Jiuzhou. What he has in his hand is not a wine bottle, but a sword.

It was precisely because he was no longer in Kyushu that Lu Mingfei lost his hand after considering the subsequent consequences. With his skills, it was easy to control the force. Even though the bottle was shattered into pieces, the gangster's injury was not serious, it just hurt.

Lu Mingfei threw away the half-remaining bottle and raised his hand to grab a sneak attack from a gangster.

"Weak and weak, are you a girl?"

Lu Mingfei held the man's fist motionless, and his other hand shot out like lightning. It was originally a hard punch, but he changed his fingers halfway, and when he was about to approach, his palm was empty again, and he slapped the man's ribs. He instantly curled up like a shrimp, and his reflexes caused him to spit out foul-smelling stomach water.

"Do you have any sense of fairness, brother? It's hard for a boss like you to clean up the floor."

As Lu Mingfei spoke, he easily dodged the chemical attack and stepped on it. He didn't know when he touched the person behind him, his eyes popped out, and he rolled into a ball on the ground holding his toes.

Many diners could hardly believe their eyes.

There was a man playing music on his cell phone.

The sound of the flute is clear and majestic.

"The sea bursts into laughter!"

'"The tide is rolling across the Taiwan Strait."

When he arrived, Lu Mingfei had already stopped.

Just because the gangsters were lying on the ground, no one could still stand.

Lu Mingfei's breath was still steady and even. He gave a thumbs up to the man singing and smiled heartily.

"I'm sorry that I was too quick and didn't cooperate well. I'll try my best next time."

The man forced a smile, "The devil will have another chance with you. The farther away from such fights and the like, the better."

Lu Mingfei knelt down in front of a gangster and patted his face.

"You also watch Xingye movies."

he said warmly.

After all these things happened, the gangster was sober from drinking.

Listening to Lu Mingfei talking to him, although he didn't know what this murderous man meant, he nodded quickly and showed a flattering smile.

"Do you still remember the ending of Journey to the West?"

"Remember to remember!"

Lu Mingfei ignored him and continued talking on his own.

"The reincarnation of Supreme Treasure and Zixia Fairy kissed on the tower."

"When they saw Tang Monk and his disciples walking towards the desert, they pointed at Sun Wukong and said."

"Look at him, he looks like a dog."

"Yes, yes, I am a dog, I am a dog!"

The gangster grinned stupidly.

Lu Mingfei slapped his face again and again.

One is heavier than the other.

"No, you're not."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Do you know how sad Sun Wukong is?"

"Do you know what it means to love without getting it?"

"Do you know the pain of losing a loved one?"

"No, you don't know anything!"

Lu Mingfei smiled coldly.

"You're a scumbag."

His tone was calm again.

But somehow, the words he said were creepy.

Lu Mingfei laughed softly and said.

"Be lucky that you live in this era."

PS: The coherent plot will be released together. There will be no update at 6pm, so don’t wait.

Well, I am a young writer, nagging and clumsy, and I don’t understand anything. What I write has little to do with the main plot of Dragon Clan. It will probably take a while to get to the main plot.

I think these recent plots are okay, and the writing is understandable, but it’s normal for everyone to have different opinions. People who write books don’t know how much they weigh without being scolded.

You can scold me, but don't start a quarrel. Unless it's particularly unpleasant, I won't delete the post. I'll pretend not to see it at most.

Writing a book is actually a very personal matter. It is normal for the plot in my mind to be different from the plot in the reader's mind. If it matches, I will like it, and if it does not match, I will feel annoyed. I have wavered a bit these days, but I will probably continue to write like this. If you don't like it, just curse a few words. If you don't like it, say goodbye. Life is a long road with high mountains and rivers. Reading this book really shouldn't make me so angry.

This is probably the last time I will say a few words about the issue of literary youth and water. Every book has its own style, just like Xia Mao felt a while ago about beauty.

What is beauty? Beauty cannot be eaten or worn. At most, it gives people spiritual enjoyment.

Painting has the beauty of painting.

The music has the beauty of the music.

The words probably also have the beauty of words.

One is the beauty of words and sentences, full of flowers, but somewhat empty.

Both of them have beautiful plots, self-consistent logic, and a vast world in a trance, making you forget to leave.

The best and most difficult of the three is that the spirit is only beautiful, and good articles are naturally composed and have their own special and beautiful character.

It seems that mentioning beauty in online articles is a bit contradictory, but I always believe that beauty is the highest and most common pursuit, and everyone should have it.

Me too.

This is also my original intention in writing the article. It is very hypocritical and I feel ashamed.

That's it, the new helmsman will update in three days, so I need to save the manuscript, sorry for that.

Finally, I wish the readers to give up the air-conditioning, just move up, and don't listen to the words of those who give up on themselves.

Haha, this is what Lu Xun said, how wonderful, a good life must be worked hard with both hands, why not run before you get old, even if you die on the road, the crown of tenacity and nobility will be retained for you from now on.

Excluding PS, this chapter has a total of 2243 words.