Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 346 Can You Come Again?

At this moment, a black mist that was difficult to dissipate was floating over Tokyo. With the appearance of the holy remains, the dark clouds began to gather together, and another layer of shell was wrapped outside the black mist.

The heavy rain was like a rock, hitting the ground, but it couldn't wash away the thick black mist. Instead, it mixed with it, causing sewage to flow across the streets of Tokyo, exuding a dizzying pungent smell.

The wind blows from east to west, blowing from the sea, and howling, it spreads the black mist produced by the unknown chemical throughout Tokyo, where people are coughing, cursing, dizzy, and their limbs seem to be shaking uncontrollably.

And when a few people raised their heads and looked at Mount Fuji, the pride of the island country, from the steel and concrete city of Tokyo, they discovered that the mountain that was blurred in the smog also appeared black at the same time. fog.

Mount Fuji, alive!

That day, the residents of Tokyo shrieked and huddled in their workstations, helpless ordinary people scolded the incompetence of bureaucrats on the Internet with their mobile phones, and powerful people rushed to a few in Tokyo Airport, can't wait to get out of Tokyo, the land of right and wrong.

As for those who reached the apex and stood on top of the world, they scolded some yellow-eyed guys, and blew up the phone calls of the executive department through various channels.

But all this has nothing to do with the crazy-looking Toru Miyamoto in Mt. Fuji. He looked at the naked girl on the ground, and pulled out a thick needle from the instrument beside him. That horrible look was like giving medicine to animals. of needles.

But Toru Miyamoto stuck the needle into his arm without hesitation. Seeing the red blood coming out of the needle, he smiled and looked at the girl on the ground. His short tail is wagging.

He took another similar needle, and the sharp needle pierced into the girl's arm, but Miyamoto Tetsuya showed a trace of displeasure on his old face.

There was no return of blood from the end of the needle, which meant he hadn't inserted the needle into the girl's vein.

Will my hands shake too?

Toru Miyamoto thought the same way, he was not the kind of skilled doctor, but finding a blood vessel was still very easy.

maybe too excited

Toru Miyamoto also shook his head, re-aligned the girl's arm, and pierced it with the needle, but it was a completely different feeling. Even if Toru Miyamoto stabbed hard, the girl's skin seemed to be covered with a steel plate. The needle was stuck tightly, and it was worthless.

"Old man, I can't let you hurt my young master." A charming girl spoke, speaking in elegant Chinese, Miyamoto Toruya's hands were trembling, he raised his head and looked around, but the surroundings were quiet Yes, no one.

Even that weird "Hans" was gone.

The fear in Miyamoto's heart was even worse, his lips trembled, and he shouted out of composure:

"Who, come out!"

Miyamoto Toru also yelled in Japanese, but there was no response.

Only the whistling wind in the sky stirred above his head, and the wind became louder and louder, like the smirk of a devil, or the roar of a giant.

That day, Toru Miyamoto also raised his head and saw his nightmare falling from the sky.

Ender came down from the sky by the wind and turned into a human form in the sky. When he posed handsomely and led the team down from the sky, he saw an ugly old lunatic shouting his name:
"Lu Ande, I knew it." Miyamoto Toru also looked at the familiar man in front of him: "Come and witness, come and witness the moment when I became a god!"

At that time, Toru Miyamoto seemed to have returned to his childhood, that carefree afternoon when he was only two or three years old, sitting on the second floor of Miyamoto's luxury bungalow, watching the woman with vegetables on the street promoting Slogan for the Women's Stand Up Team.

The precocious Miyamoto Toru also knew the fate of those women. They were sent to the front line of the battlefield as playthings of the soldiers, and less than one in a hundred of them could return to the island country.

But all this has nothing to do with him, his room is full of exquisite insect models, and he eats exquisite food that women who can't eat enough can't think of.

He clearly knew how all of this came about. Thanks to the war and the family, they plundered outside, so that he had such a good life, which seemed to be another dimension of life with the common people.

But that beautiful life ended at a certain moment, the news of the death of his parents came, and the person who killed them was the man who appeared in front of him at this moment:
That Lu Ande who organized the mixed race in Huaxia and continued to erode the power of the Eight Sheqi Families.

What followed was the end of the war, the forces of the Eight Snake Qi Clans were completely controlled by the secret party, and then Toru Miyamoto also hibernated until now.

But facing Toruya Miyamoto who had the vengeance of killing his father, Ander's reaction was very flat: "Oh, you continue..."

"Don't you understand, stupid Chinese pig, the holy grail and the holy skeleton are combined into one, and the white king is about to be resurrected!" Toru Miyamoto also yelled, completely ignoring the killing intent flashing across Ender's face.

Ender rubbed his fingers and said casually: "If the child behind you is the Holy Grail, who is the girl next to me?"

With that said, Lu Li stepped forward and lifted the hood on her head, revealing her pretty face.

"So, can you do that again?" Ender sneered fiercely at Miyamoto Toruya who was stunned in front of him, imitating his actions: "The Holy Grail and the holy skeleton are combined into one, and the White King is about to be resurrected!"

"Hahahahaha!" Ender held his stomach and smiled exaggeratedly: "Ange, this guy is so funny, he's just like the trash villain in the 80s of the last century."

A sense of powerlessness surged towards Miyamoto Tetsuya like a tide, and he stood there dumbfounded. If what he got was not the real Holy Grail, then who is this fake Holy Grail?

A male voice behind him answered his doubts.

"Sorry, I didn't actually think about pretending to be that good."

Afterwards, Toru Miyamoto also felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. A hand with sharp claws and a texture like bark passed through his abdomen. He turned his head and saw only a pair of emperor-like golden pupils, cold and murderous. The meaning flowed out from those eyes, gradually freezing his heart.

Lu Mingfei changed back to his original form at some point, holding a bronze mask in his left hand, and his right hand turned into sharp claws, which pierced Miyamoto Toruya's fragile abdomen. He didn't react until the old man fell slowly.

I didn't wear anything myself.

"Wait, wait!" Lu Mingfei hurriedly covered his lower body with the mask, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his buttocks: "Oh, what is it!"

So, under the watchful eyes of his uncle, sister, the principal, and unrelated people Uesugi Koshi, Lu Mingfei reached behind his back and pulled out a strange looking, bloodshot facehugger from his ass.

Lu Li shuddered, shrank her head, and whispered:

"Hemorrhoids, it's really scary..."

(End of this chapter)