Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

"Father, where are you?"

"Hahaha, relax, Zhisheng, what happened?"

A black Toyota walks through the busy streets of Tokyo.

The light and shadow of the big screen in the center of the square shines on the side face of Yuan Sheng in the back seat.

Ken Kitakura, the host of TV Tokyo, read the script in a deep baritone voice, and the face of a young man was in the lower right corner of the screen.

At the same time, topics such as "ultra-violent criminal", "madman who comes out every 5000 years" and "criminal fairy" quickly became hot searches on major online forums.

Speaking of which, is there something weird mixed in here?
"You know that, father."

"We are all very worried about the disappearance of Erika."

"But there is still no 100% evidence to prove that this is an S-level handwriting."

"Is it a bit arbitrary for you to order directly?"

"Yuan Zhisheng."

Tachibana Masamune called him by his full name.

Yuan Zhisheng subconsciously sat up straight, as if he had returned to many years ago, when he made a mistake, his father would call him that.

"What are you afraid of?"

"No, father."

"Tell me, what are you afraid of?"

Yuan Zhisheng pursed his lips.

Crow and Yaksha didn't look sideways, and they even felt that it was difficult to breathe, and they couldn't breathe.

Today, the Bajia of Snake Qi has recovered from the shadow of the failure of World War II and returned to its proper position as the King of Shadows.

As a result, Masamune Tachibana made fewer and fewer moves, and many people had even heard of the name of the patriarch, privately thinking that the so-called patriarch was just an old man at sunset, who would have to give way to the young master sooner or later.

But a fierce tiger with its claws put away is also a fierce tiger.

as now.

Ordinary people may just be shocked by the arrest warrants in the streets and alleys, and use them as conversation materials to discuss what the young man named Lu Mingfei did, whether he abducted the royal princess or blew up their ancestral graves.

But anyone who has an understanding of the mixed-race society hidden under the water can imagine what it means to search for Lu Mingfei all over the place.

The S-class in Kassel has already established his great cause. The gap with Angers, the previous leader of the secret party, is only time. No one doubts that as long as Lu Mingfei is given enough time, he will surely stand at the height of Angers , and even beyond.

Therefore, the identity of the future leader of the secret party, the new generation of legend of the dragon slayer, to put it bluntly, anyone who knows the hunter website, including ordinary people, has seen Lu Mingfei's face.

This is a very natural thing. If you don't even know what Lu Mingfei looks like, and you accidentally offend him while walking, you will die unjustly.

In today's mixed race society, many elders will focus on introducing Lu Mingfei when teaching the history of mixed races and dragons to younger generations. Hybrid races are real, and contemporary legends are far more important than ancient epics.

It's just that no one probably thought that one day, they would see this contemporary legend on the streets of Japan.

In the form of a wanted warrant.

Mixed races around the world who got the news were shocked.

They couldn't understand what the Sheqi Bajia were doing.

The S-class of Kassel is wanted openly, which is clearly a war between the chariots and the secret party.

Yuan Zhisheng was in the same mood.

After dealing with all the affairs of the Fumo family, they hurried back to Tokyo.

When I got out of the car, I saw Lu Mingfei's face on the screen.

Yuan Zhisheng was very familiar with this face.

Ever since that night in Silent Hill, Yuan Zhisheng has never forgotten Lu Mingfei, how many late nights when he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, Yuan Zhisheng would always think of Lu Mingfei and the night he spent with him.

Touching his ribs, Yuan Zhisheng could vaguely recall the pain that Lu Mingfei gave him that night.

It was really painful to be punched through the rooftop abruptly.

Yuan Zhisheng had never experienced such a huge failure. His bloodline and swordsmanship seemed to be nothing in front of that young man. Even so, Yuan Zhisheng did not have the belief that he must defeat Lu Mingfei. The obsession with winning or losing is average. If possible, Yuan Zhisheng would like to go to the nudist beach in France to sell sunscreen. Beautiful ladies can get a [-]% discount.

But it's a pity that he was not a sunscreen salesman at first, but the young master of the Snake Ba Family and the future emperor.

Yuan Zhisheng doesn't care about the outcome between himself and Kassel's S-class.

But the young master of the Ba Family of Sheqi can't.

Ever since that night in Silent Hill, Yuan Zhisheng has deeply remembered Lu Mingfei, and the dream he had the most was to fight to the death with Lu Mingfei. Given the gap between the two, it was conceivable that it was an absolute nightmare. He didn't have dark circles, but his spirit was visibly sluggish, so that once in a while, when Sakura accidentally asked, and Yuan Zhisheng simply mentioned a few words, Sakura's mood was extremely bad for the next few days, and his whole body was covered with low air pressure. The crow was so frightened that his hands were shaking when he poured the concrete pile.

The dialogue between Minamoto and Sakura is roughly as follows.

"Young master, haven't you slept well recently?"

"Well, I dreamed of S-class."

"S-class?"

"The one in Cassel."

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head.

"It's amazing."

Yuan Zhisheng, who was thinking about how to defeat a powerful enemy, naturally didn't notice Sakura's lightning-struck eyes beside him.

Yuan Zhisheng thought about countless scenarios where he and Lu Mingfei would meet again.

But never thought such a day would come.

An order from the old man means a complete break between the Saki Hachi Family and Kassel. It is conceivable that in the days to come, the streets of Tokyo will become a battleground for the mixed races of both sides.

"It's only a matter of time before the war comes."

"Childish."

Tachibana Masamune called him.

The words are full of swords and swords.

"Sheqi Bajia is not what it was 70 years ago."

"Even Angers must stay here."

The lights and swords rested for a while.

Tachibana Masamune smiled gently.

"Besides, Erika, you don't have to worry about leaving her outside alone."

"Child, daddy, I'm still out there, I'll leave the matter of Tokyo to you."

"Yes, I understand."

"Haha."

"Find Erika as soon as possible."

"Father, there's something I can't figure out."

"Oh, what is it?"

"Why are you so sure that Lu Mingfei is the one who took away Eriyi?"

"Zhisheng, did you watch the battle at night?"

"Ah."

"The young man who did it is Kassel's S-Class."

Yuan Zhisheng thought of the boy in the video who solved the priest's monster like chopping melons and vegetables.

But obviously that face is not the same as that of Lu Mingfei.

Tachibana Masamune seemed to be able to read the psychological activities of Yuan Sheng at this moment.

The head of the Sheqi Bajia family smiled brightly.

"Don't ask, Dad naturally has his news channel."

"From now on, when the old man leaves, I still have to leave these things to you, Zhisheng."

The phone hung up amid Tachibana Masamune's laughter.

The car stopped.

Yuan Zhisheng got out of the car, and in front of him was the building of Genji Heavy Industries.

Vaguely, His Royal Highness, the young lord of the Bajia of Sheqi, smelled a smell of gunpowder in the evening wind of Tokyo.

The wind is strong, and the black windbreaker is blowing.

He heard the charge.

So Yuan Zhisheng knew.

This is the battlefield.

Yuan Zhisheng put on sunglasses. "Where are those people who fought against S-class at night?"

"They are on the nineteenth floor, receiving treatment, and their lives are not in danger."

"Well, I remember, and a priest."

"Young master, the elders have taken the priest away."

Yuan Zhisheng paused, and skipped the topic.

"Tell me about the current situation."

"Yes."

…………

"Ding dong! Ding dong!"

Chu Zihang and Xia Mi looked up at the same time.

Looking at each other, the two completed the communication with gestures, silently and quickly.

Turning off the lights, loading the gun, Xia Mi quietly stood against the wall, and Chu Zihang opened the door.

Ryoma narrowed his eyes.

He probably didn't expect it to be so dark in here.

"Sorry to bother you."

Long Ma spoke calmly, and at the same time moved his nose, but couldn't smell the smell he imagined, so he couldn't help but glance at Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang, who was turning on the light, felt his heart skip a beat.

I always feel that this kid's eyes are a little strange.

When Xia Mi came out, he could no longer see the gun in his hand.

Ryoma put the dinner plate on the table, and his eyes never stayed on the information for even a second.

Xia Mi laughed and looked at the dinner plate.

"Bread, milk, hot dogs."

"Hey, is there no rice?"

"Speaking of which, didn't we just say that we don't need to prepare, we will go out to eat later..."

"better not."

Ryoma said.

He took out a piece of paper.

"This is……"

Xia Mi slowly opened his eyes wide.

"Wanted warrant!"

"It's almost the same thing, but it's endorsed by a few, or in other words, the Eight Schools of Sheqi."

Chu Zihang lowered his gaze and landed on the young man's face on the wanted notice.

"I suggest you stay here and don't go out."

"Snake Qi Bajia attacked S-class, you are from Kassel," it might be dangerous.

Ryoma said.

"The real ruler of this land in Japan is Saki Hachike. The tentacles of mixed races extend to all aspects of this society. Yakuza, who collect money from door to door, is just a power on the surface. In addition, newsstands The uncle of the shop, the shopping guide of the clothing store, may all be one of the networks that the eight Snake Qi families have explored."

"You are not from this country, and you will not know the significance of the Goku to this country."

"High school students whose families are so poor that they can't afford tuition fees may not be able to apply for state grants, but Snake Bajia has a special fund to support these students with excellent grades but from poor families."

"There are many more cases like this."

"This is the meticulous and crystal-clear home of Sheqi Bajia."

"You are not rivals."

Ryoma pushed his glasses.

"Father is going to contact the snakehead. There will be a search boat in the evening. You should leave as soon as possible and go to Kassel to the Far East, no matter where you are."

Ryoma finished.

The room smelled of needles falling.

Long Ma looked at Xia Mi and at Chu Zihang.

Finally, his eyes fell on Chu Zihang.

Xia Mi also looked at Chu Zihang.

For her, she can go anywhere, it doesn't matter, it's just for fun, Chu Zihang can do whatever she wants.

Finally Chu Zihang looked away from Lu Mingfei's arrest warrant.

"Kassel or the Far East?"

Ryoma asked again.

"Sheqi Bajia is very powerful."

This is what Chu Zihang said.

"Great."

Chu Zihang glanced at the arrest warrant again, turned around and left.

Ryoma was surprised.

"and many more."

"Where are you going?"

"Choose your destination before you go."

"Don't go."

"Ok?"

Chu Zihang passed the weapon rack of cold weapons and stood in front of a dazzling array of hot weapons.

Longma's complexion changed.

"You don't mean to..."

Chu Zihang responded with actions.

He glanced at the weapon rack, picked up the grenade, confirmed the model, and hung the grenade on the inside of the windbreaker quickly and accurately.

"" Longma couldn't stand it anymore.

"Don't you want something else?"

"This gun, and this."

Chu Zihang didn't even look at it, but still focused on strapping a grenade to himself.

Longma's scalp felt a little numb for no reason.

In case any grenade pops up, isn't it tantamount to suicide?

Wait, it's not about grenades now.

Ryoma could no longer keep his cool.

"What are you doing?"

"There are people from the Sheqi Ba Family outside."

"Don't die!"

Chu Zihang hangs the last grenade, and Murasame.

"You don't understand that, kid."

Xia Mi smiled and rubbed Ryoma's hair.

"That person."

"" It's the one on the wanted notice.

"His name is Lu Mingfei, and he is a good brother of our Killing Guild President."

"How can there be any reason to watch a good brother being chased and killed without being indifferent?"

Xia Mi gave a thumbs up.

"This is friendship between men!"

After talking, Xia Mi realized that Chu Zihang had already gone a long way.

"Wait, wait!"

Xia Mi picked up a bottle of Coke and rushed to catch up.

Ryoma was still thinking about Xia Mi's last words.

He suddenly wondered what kind of person Lu Mingfei was.

There are enemies outside, as for Chu Zihang, he went out with grenades on his body, full of Gu Yong, who is fighting to the death.

Long Ma envied Lu Mingfei for having a brother like Chu Zihang.

Of course, this was under the condition that he didn't know the real combat strength of Chu Zihang and Xia Mi.

If Ryoma knew how capable these two guys were, he probably wouldn't be so emotional.

The footsteps of boys and girls gradually faded away.

Ryoma tidied up his mood and followed.

Speaking of which, what would Chu Zihang do?

If you support Lu Mingfei, you don't know where Lu Mingfei is.

Thinking like this, Ryoma vaguely heard the conversation between Chu Zihang and Xia Mi.

Is it an illusion?

Ryoma seems to have heard the words Genji Heavy Industries.

Shouldn't...

Ryoma shook his head.

impossible.

Anyway, Genji Heavy Industries is the heart of the Sheqi Bajia, so it’s fine if you don’t leave, it’s too exaggerated to go to Genji Heavy Industries or something.

And ahead, Chu Zihang and Xia Mi have already decided on the next action plan in a short period of time.

"You show the way."

"Don't worry, wrap it on me!"

Xia Mi excitedly rubbed her palms.

"Baqi snake, why is there such an ugly dragon, let me see it."

…………

The revolving restaurant is empty and silent, and a whole orchestra is playing in the corner, just for two people.

It's reserved here.

Nuonuo looked at the night view of Tokyo outside the window with great interest, the layers of candlesticks reflected the side of the girl's face sparkling.

Caesar stared at the girl who belonged to him, and took a sip of red wine.

It's rare that a crazy girl sometimes behaves well.

Both phones rang at the same time.

Frowning, Caesar picked up the phone.

Although it was a bit disruptive to the atmosphere, the importance of the news that could be sent at this time was self-evident.

Nuonuo read Cassel's execution of the tasks assigned by his subordinates, and his smile grew more excited.

They put down their phones, raised their glasses, and touched each other.

Caesar pulled out his Desert Eagle.

Nuonuo smiled maliciously.

"Bibi?"

"Better than what."

"Whoever kills the most people."

"it is good."

Caesar carried Dictator.

"Snake Qi Bajia..."