Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 339 This is More Exciting
Although Kepur is the capital of Arahant, its commerce is still not well developed.

It has two main commercial streets, one is Chicken Street and the other is Flower Street.

It is said that there are two, but it is actually one, but it is separated by the main road in the middle, with Jiaoji Street in the south and Jiaohua Street in the north.

Chicken Street is mainly engaged in crafts and handmade products, and also sells food and drink. Most of the customers who come here are foreigners traveling.

Flower Street, as its name suggests, is basically selling flowers all year round.

Most of these two streets are low and dilapidated buildings, which look like the old town of Huaguo, a small county on the [-]th line, but there are also a few shopping malls that look more luxurious.

The coexistence of shabby and fashionable, the blending of ancient and modern, this is also a true portrayal of the reality of Alakhan
And in a small three-story building not far from Chicken Street, a group of people from different countries in the world are dancing wildly.

Dim lights, dirty air, blaring music, physical friction, everyone is pampering their body and soul to their heart's content.

In fact, bars in many places in Kebul can openly operate, such as near the airport and military bases of NATO countries.

But the guests here just prefer to come to this speakeasy, because it's the kind of forbidden pleasure they enjoy.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, other places in Kebul had already quieted down, and the outside of this building was no exception.

The sound insulation design and fresh air system make the building almost isolated from the outside world, even if you get close, you can't find any clues.

Of course, this is actually a bit of an understatement.

After all, in this kind of central location, a house is always filled with people coming in and out but they can't tell what it is for, which in itself means that there is a problem.

Malfoy knocked on the iron door, and immediately the small window on the door flew open.

A hairy face protruded from it, expressionless.

"We are all friends and understand the rules."

Malfoy laughed, and then handed over a few green sheets.

Hairy Face looked at the group of people, two Caucasians and three Asians.

He let his guard down a little. Whites are regulars here, and Asians usually don't make trouble.

but
The eyes of the hairy face are fixed on Lu Mingfei, it is difficult for people with this size to feel safe.

"Do me a favor."

Malfoy handed over another wad of dollar bills.

"Don't make trouble."

Hairy Face warned in broken English, and opened the door.

A group of people got into the iron gate, and the loud music immediately rammed into their ears.

The scene inside the bar is lackluster, and those who have been to the bar can make up their minds.

It is worth mentioning that in the center of the stage, a woman in a black floor-length burqa is dancing around a pole.

The original purpose of this clothing design is to resist the sun exposure and the attack of sandstorms, and it has made a great contribution to the local people's business and migration through the desert in history.

But today, it has become a torture tool similar to the "pain cage", used to imprison people's body and soul.

The burqa worn by the woman is also specially made, not a complete piece, but many pieces of cloth glued together with adhesive tape.

As the dance progresses, the pieces of cloth are repeatedly torn off, revealing the white skin underneath.

"Oh oh oh!"

Men and women offstage screamed loudly until the women were stripped of their hoods.

The deliberately reserved headgear added to the taboo and mysterious beauty, bringing the atmosphere of the audience to its climax.

Lu Mingfei watched these lustful people with cold eyes, not to mention being disgusted.

Their methods of indulgence are too low-end to attract the attention of Slaanesh.

"Where are they?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Those three are, Your Excellency."

Malfoy pointed to three men in camouflage T-shirts in the crowd.

Just as he was about to walk over, one of them said something to the companion next to him, and then he swayed out of the crowd and walked towards the direction that should be the toilet.

"I'll catch him, you catch the remaining two."

Lu Mingfei ordered.

"Yes, Captain."

Fingel and the others took orders.

Master Sergeant Major Donald pushed open the toilet cubicle door and sat down.

Although there was still some unwashed vomit on the toilet, he couldn't handle that much now.

Too much beer and not-so-fresh barbecue, and he was about to explode from gut to bladder.

Donald opened the safety, and the 3.0 caliber bullets soared out immediately.

The muzzle is a little red from high-speed shooting, but fortunately the rifling has not been worn out.

He groaned in relief, looked around the cubicle, and realized something terrible.

no paper.

Donald's face froze. As a true iron-blooded tough guy, he obviously wouldn't carry paper with him.

Just as he was looking at his T-shirt hesitantly, there was a knock on the compartment door.

"Someone's in there, Ma Zefakel."

Donald tightened his gun and cursed loudly.

"Donald?"

A voice of inquiry came from outside.

"Who are you?"

Donald asked angrily.

He'd like to see which idiot interrupted him while he was shitting.

As Donald's voice fell, the door of the compartment was ripped off.

Lu Mingfei looked down at the man on the toilet. The man's face was flustered, angry, and shy.

"Bastard, you better get out of here now, or I'll stick your head in your ass."

Donald cursed reflexively.

Lu Mingfei ignored his yelling, but directly reached out and grabbed his hair, pulling him up from the toilet.

Donald wanted to resist, but was hit in the liver with a punch, and the severe pain took away all his strength.

The valve that had been closed was opened again, and excrement was sprayed on the wall in the compartment.

Lu Mingfei's arms were long enough, but he was not hurt by the splash.

He looked away in disgust, and carried Donald towards the toilet wall.

"Hey bro, whatever you're going to do to me, at least let me put my pants on first."

The soldier begged.

Lu Mingfei obviously wouldn't help him put on his trousers, he went to the wall and slammed them together, the wall made of cement bricks was smashed by him immediately.

The bright moonlight shone on Donald's face, which made him feel a little dazzling.

"Are you an agent of Huaguo?"

he asked timidly.

Lu Mingfei didn't say anything, and knocked him out with a hand knife.

After waiting for a while, Fingel and the others came out of the toilet with the other two soldiers.

In order to facilitate the arrest, Lu Mingfei asked the Equipment Department for anesthesia needles of the same type as Frigga Bullet, and it really came in handy.

"Walk."

Following Malfoy into the prepared car, the group arrived at the safe house prepared by him.

This safe house is not particularly hidden, it is the basement of a single building.

Because Malfoy is not a serious intelligence officer, he doesn't need to guard against surprise attacks from other mixed-race forces.

In fact, this safe house is used to escape from local wars and armed conflicts.

However, it is enough for interrogation.

Under Lu Mingfei's concoction, the three soldiers quickly revealed all the bad things they did.

There are also murders, robberies, and reselling of military supplies. They have done enough to go to the military courts twenty times.

But they still did not tell the whereabouts of Ishihara Yumi.

"I really don't know where that Japanese woman went."

Donald, who had been skinned and tendons ripped off, said weakly.

"Give me a useful message, and I can give you death."

Lu Mingfei said coldly.

The fear of being alive was revealed in the eyes of the three soldiers, and then they thought with their extraordinarily sober minds stimulated by a large amount of hormones.

"Baixi, after that woman ran away, he went out twice. He didn't come back to Kebul with us during this vacation."

Another soldier said with an idea.

"Very well, you can die."

Lu Mingfei fulfilled his promise and ended their worthless lives.

Lu Mingfei took out his mobile phone and dug out Baixi's information.

A handsome face appeared in front of him, the young man's greasy hair was combed meticulously, and there was a sunny smile on the corner of his mouth.

But Lu Mingfei only felt it was false.

Intuition told him that he would get the answer from this person.

(End of this chapter)