Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 161 How Do People Like You Change?
Facing the two people rushing like wolves, Frost's face darkened.

His thick and hairy hand pulled out the thin sword hidden in the staff, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword blossomed like a thornbush.

The cane sword is a weapon specially prepared for European gentlemen. Due to the increasingly restrictive customs and laws, celebrities who love force and duel have to find another way to invent this elegant and concealed weapon.

A top European celebrity, Frost Gattuso has been a fan of the weapon since childhood.

But at his current age, his duel swordsmanship has become more and more perfect.

The swollen figure and large movements opened the buttons of his shirt, revealing the old and firm muscles inside.

A rapier covered the left and right, and for a while, neither Finger nor Akina Sakai could make an inch.

"This old boy, I didn't realize that he still has this kind of swordsmanship."

Fingel was also a little surprised.

Although he didn't think Frost was as ambitious and talented as he seemed, he didn't think he would show much in force either.

But in today's test, the representative of the Gattuso family is actually a strong fighter.

It's reasonable to think about it, no matter how corrupted they are by money and power, they are still the veterans of the Dragon Slaying Secret Party after all.

They were surprised there, and Frost was even more shocked.

He can accept that Finger has this strength, after all, he was once an elite of the executive bureau.

But what's going on with this girl, isn't her bloodline only B-rank?Why so much strength?

Sakai Akina was very angry that Frost had not been won after several rounds of fighting.

Conscious of being ashamed in front of the leader, she decided to give this rude guy some color.

Akina Sakai held the Great Execution Sword with both hands, and she lifted the half-human tall sword lightly and deftly, and then swung it down in a half-arc above her head.

The sword technique that Lu Mingfei gave her did not have a name for the moves, but as a literary and artistic worker, the chief singer herself gave this move a name.

I don't want to cut the moon.

According to her own words, when she used this trick, she had to abandon superfluous thoughts, and she only had the thought of cutting off the head of the enemy of the emperor.

After being resurrected by the Emperor's Light, Sakai Akina's physical fitness has improved significantly.

Because her blood is the lowest, there is no need to waste the mighty power of the emperor to suppress the dragon's blood.

The execution sword slashed down with terrifying wind pressure, and went straight to Frost's neck.

As one of the ancient death sentences, beheading is a very technical job.

Because although a person's neck looks thin, it is actually very muscular and supported by a cervical vertebra.

Therefore, a special profession, the executioner, was born.

A good executioner can cut off the head with one knife, so that the prisoner can die without pain.

A poor executioner would cut twice or even several times, scaring the prisoner into tears, pooping everywhere, and losing his last dignity.

If Akina Sakai traveled back to ancient times to be an executioner, he would definitely be the most popular among prisoners.

Frost, however, was not at all welcoming.

In a crisis, he raised his sword and cane to block at the same time.

The great execution sword struck the cane, and there was a sound of gold and iron.

Frost's hands are actually made of titanium alloy, and I don't know that he usually prepares them like this.

The titanium alloy cane resisted the weight of the execution sword, but the accompanying kinetic energy was firmly transmitted to Frost's arms.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and the wrinkles on his face looked older because of the pain.

The white shirt under the suit had been stained red by ruptured capillaries, and his muscles had been torn.

In fact, Frost didn't have to resist, betting that Akina Sakai would not dare to kill him at the risk of the world.

But he didn't dare to bet that the son of a daughter would not be able to sit down, and his life was much more valuable than a mere B-level mixed race.

"Take them down, and if they resist, kill them on the spot."

Frost stepped back with his arms hanging down, and dozens of burly men in full armor jumped out of the seven-seat Mercedes-Benz behind him.

These are the bodyguards of Gattuso's family, all elite mixed races, and if they are sent to Kassel Academy, their bloodlines will not be lower than A-level.

They were originally wearing pullovers and black suits, but as the golden pupils lit up, their bodies changed drastically.

The already strong body further swelled, and the surface of the body began to ossify as the muscles exploded.

Ten seconds later, the straight suit had turned into scattered strips hanging on his body, and Frost was guarded by a group of ferocious monsters.

These monsters held a short club made of alloy in one hand, and a large-caliber automatic rifle in the other.

They're more Italian Mafia than bodyguards, or Resident Evil.

If ordinary people saw this situation, they would either turn around and run, or call the police while running.

But for the two who have gone through several battles in Japan, killed the mutant Deadpool, fought the Bronze Dragon Guard, and fought desperately with the pureblood of the White King, they were just bluffing.

"Hands up, weapons down, or we'll open fire immediately."

The head of the bodyguard who looked exactly like Stallone said seriously.

Fingel and Akina Sakai stopped their pursuit, not because they were afraid of the opponent's firepower, but because they wanted to wait for the commander's order.

Lu Mingfei stopped sharpening his sword, and the Zhanlongjian let out a joyful sword cry.

"As agreed upon, your subordinate pointed a gun at me. Do you want to fight me?"

He looked at Frost in the crowd and said coldly.

"Obviously your subordinates attacked me first."

Frost was almost amused by his inversion of black and white.

"Is it all recorded?"

Lu Mingfei ignored him, but turned to ask Uesugi Eriyi.

"Yeah, it started recording when those big guys jumped out of the car."

Erika nodded her head and said.

"very good."

he said with satisfaction.

Erika happily narrowed her eyes after being praised by the head of the group.

"Do you think these little tricks will work?"

Frost sneered, laughing at their naivety.

It was only when the school board called a deer a horse, and no one else had the opportunity to treat them as black.

Lu Mingfei dismissed his ridicule. If Frost was troubled by the trial court, he would know the importance of preserving favorable evidence.

Without favorable evidence, the Tribunal can unscrupulously mobilize various forces to encircle and suppress you.

And when the evidence is sufficient, other Space Marine Chapters will at least stand on the sidelines, and even well-connected Chapters will express strong concern or directly send fleets to visit.

Except for a certain regiment whose emblem is a bull's head.

"There is a fable that has been passed down from ancient Terra."

As Lu Mingfei spoke, he dragged the Zhanlong Sword forward.

"In the forest lived an ugly bird with a strange temper, who liked only dark places and ate rotting animals."

"One day, a sacred and noble eagle flew to the forest and perched on a tall tree for a while. The ugly bird saw it and thought that the eagle was going to snatch its dead mouse to eat, so it made strange noises. I want to scare away the eagle. But the eagle actually only drinks the sweetest blood and eats the freshest meat."

"And you are that ugly bird, showing off your pitiful power to the warriors fighting for mankind, coveting the corruption that will bring the plague."

"How can people like you change? Only death."

Lu Mingfei suddenly accelerated, and his figure turned into blurred shadows on everyone's retinas.

"Fire!"

The head of the bodyguard shouted.

The automatic rifle fired a dense rain of bullets, but all of them were chopped into pieces of metal garbage by the dragon sword.

Lu Mingfei knocked away the bodyguards in front of him with an almost brutal posture, and broke into the encirclement.

Now, he and Frost are face to face again.

(End of this chapter)