Lu Mingfei, who studied Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

Lu Mingfei and Old Tang walked out of the airport side by side. The bright sunshine shone from between the clouds, bringing with them a hint of afternoon fatigue. The wind blowing in New York was different from that in Lu Mingfei's hometown. Unique to the hustle and bustle of the big city.

"Old Tang, did your security guard sneak away from me in the middle of the job and still get paid?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Okay, my original job as a part-time security guard was just to escort me from the place where I got off the plane to the airport gate. This time, more people were arranged than before. Everyone wore masks. No one would notice if I ran away in the middle."

As soon as Old Tang opened his mouth, he sounded like a veteran.

"Is today a special day?" Lu Mingfei asked, "I just wanted to ask, do Thai celebrities need to hire dozens or twenty security guards when they come out of the airport in the United States?"

"What you said reminded me." Old Tang slapped the back of his head, "Actually, I originally planned to ask you not to come to New York during this period, but we brothers finally met each other, and we didn't want to spoil the fun and forget about it. Let me tell you."

"Tell me what?" Lu Mingfei was stunned by Old Tang's nagging tone.

"The nearest New York City..." Old Tang leaned close to Lu Mingfei's ear, his voice getting lower and lower.

"A bit evil!"

"Evil?" Lu Mingfei frowned and looked up at the sunny weather and the bustling city. "Old Tang, have you watched too many thrillers recently? Or is it too lonely to live alone?"

Old Tang looked around warily and pulled Lu Mingfei, "Let's get in the car first and wait until we get on the elevated highway."

Old Tang led Lu Ming to a black Chevrolet parked on the side of the road. The car was very old and the center console didn't even have a screen. There was a lot of mud on the chassis and the underside of the door. It's been a long time since I've washed my car. The two fan-shaped areas on the front windshield that the wipers can reach are relatively clean, but the rest of the windshield is dusty.

However, the interior of the car was fine. It was not as dirty or messy as Lu Mingfei imagined. Except for the leather seats that were a little peeled off and the interior that was a bit old, it was still relatively clean.

Under the windshield was a row of Q-version One Piece figurines, and a pair of models of big-breasted girls were installed on the center console. Between the two pairs of bulges, hazy humidifying fluid was sprayed out.

"Old Tang, do you love One Piece too?" Lu Mingfei pinched Robin's head and asked with interest.

"Of course, it's a man's romance, isn't it?" Old Tang smiled, started the car and pulled the handbrake.

"Tasteful!" Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up, then glanced at the humidifier of the busty girl model on the console, and secretly took his thumb back.

"I don't like the stuffy feeling, and if I'm not sitting in the driver's seat, I get very severe motion sickness." Old Tang said, "So I always open the car window, but the wind keeps hitting my face. So, I just bought a humidifier. Even though it’s small, it’s a genuine product co-branded by Bandai and it’s very expensive!”

"Eating instant noodles for three meals a day, you are quite willing to do this!" Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes.

“Isn’t money just for spending?”

"Anyway, I don't have any relatives, so I can live a carefree and happy life alone."

"But those who work in our industry will suddenly disappear one day. Do you think it would be sad if the people were gone and the money was not spent?"

Even when talking about such a sad topic, Old Tang had the same cheerful tone as always.

Lu Mingfei looked at Old Tang, who had a happy face and a smile on his lips and eyebrows. Lu Mingfei knew that Old Tang was really optimistic, as if blood called joy was flowing in his veins.

But when he listened to Old Tang's words, he remembered a sentence for no reason:

When you carry too much, you will become a mountain and you will no longer be you.

If one day he falls on the thorny road at his feet, will Old Tang recognize his younger brother and both become Dragon Kings? Will Senior Brother and Xia Mi fight to the death against you? Will Eriki bleed out and die helplessly deep in the red well?

Will anyone commemorate him? How will people commemorate themselves? Build a church or cut a rose?

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt sad.

The engine started, and the black Chevrolet body shook twice and then sped out, heading towards the highway along with the fast traffic.

Old Tang turned on the car stereo, and a melodious male voice and piano melody floated in the small space in the car. It was a classic English old song.

"Hey Jude" by The Beatles.

The disc rotates slowly in the CD player, as if time is slowly flowing through flashbacks, and the story unfolds like a conversation.

"Hey Jude, don't make it bad" (Hey Jude! Don't be depressed)

"Take a sad song and make it better"

"Remember, to let her into your heart"

"Then you can start to make it better"

…

The melodious and lyrical male voice echoed in the carriage. Old Tang's head swayed to the rhythm of the melody. He kept humming along, as if to show off his talent in singing. His voice once overshadowed the original singer, but it was just a little out of tune.

As if he realized that his words made Lu Mingfei feel a little out of sorts, he even changed the word "Jude" in the lyrics to "Mingming" in a spoof.

Lu Mingfei looked at Old Tang, who was looking at him with his eyebrows twitching. The peaks of his eyebrows were jumping up and down, but the drooping eyebrow tips were motionless, like two seaweeds rooted in the sea and swaying with the waves. Lu Mingfei couldn't help but He laughed out loud.

"Old Tang, someone told me that I would subvert the world. Do you think this burden is heavy?" Lu Mingfei suddenly asked loudly.

"Heavy! It's so damn heavy!" Old Tang also replied loudly, "But when did you decide to overturn the world? I will tell my brothers for the rest of my life that I will accompany you to overturn this broken world. Let's finish the game together, hahaha! "

"And anytime you feel the pain"

"Hey Mingming refrain" (Hey Mingming! Be patient)

"Don't carry the world upon your shoulders"

"Nanananana..."

Lu Mingfei was smiling, and so was Old Tang. Chevrolet was carrying this healing song and the two of them were running fast, as if they had left all the troubles and worries in the world behind.

…

After the black Chevrolet drove Lu Mingfei and Old Tang away, at the entrance of JFK International Airport, the fire rose like a python and bloomed like a red flower, and black smoke billowed out and covered the sky.

A huge disaster has just occurred here.

Fire trucks roared and sirens came from afar, and countless news media rushed to tell each other and rushed to get there.

The source was an unexplained explosion in the vehicle in which Thai actress Kempaisa was riding, affecting dozens of vehicles and countless pedestrians around the airport.

It was estimated that the remains of Kempaisa herself, her assistant and the 17 accompanying security guards were charred and almost burned to death.