Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 377 Lu Mingfei Is Following You (4K)

"how do you feel?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

Rao, the head of the group, was well-informed, and couldn't help being a little speechless about the luck of the fifth month.

Obviously just a part-time job as a playmate, but in the end I almost took my life.

Is it because he doesn't believe in the emperor, so he doesn't get asylum?
"It's okay, but the whole body hurts."

Fifth month replied.

Fortunately, she didn't know what Lu Mingfei was thinking, otherwise she would definitely complain.

It's like this before I believe in the emperor. If I believe in it, I don't know if I will give her a second-generation recovery next time.

"Then you have a good rest, I asked the principal to send your mother a letter of commendation and a scholarship in the name of the school."

Lu Mingfei said.

"The leader is very atmospheric."

Fifth month gave a thumbs up.

After becoming an official member, her life will be handed over to the warband.

On a bigger scale, since we know that the end of mankind is near, instead of waiting for a savior, it is better to become that savior yourself.

To put it mildly, the "Second Middle School Mei Chaofeng" who played well in the county since he was a child, how could he not want to be the protagonist.

The biggest ambition has been realized, Wu Yue is now most concerned about her mother.

Speaking of it, Lu Mingfei's behavior is a bit like "Wu Qi sucking pus for soldiers".

However, neither he nor Wu Yue would make it clear.

In this world, it would be nice to have a leader who pays you to work hard, most of them want to prostitute for nothing.

"By the way, Captain, I found this in the villa."

Fifth Moon let go of the hand that had been tightly clenched, revealing the fragments inside.

"Okay. By the way, do you have the feeling of awakening the spirit of speech?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"No."

She shook her head.

Wu Yue himself is also quite helpless, he still can't awaken the spirit of speech after all this, is it really necessary to fight the Dragon King passionately?
After the condolences, Lu Mingfei returned to the Xinghuo Pavilion.

After informing everyone of the situation, he called Finger and gave him the fragment.

The warband has no computer talents, only Fingal barely counts as one.

And he did not live up to Lu Mingfei's expectations, half an hour later he brought news that he couldn't handle.

"You and I will escort the fragments to Japan together, and let Yanliu Research Institute and Xihe figure out a way."

Lu Mingfei said after thinking about it.

"no problem."

Finger said happily.

It is a beautiful thing to go to Japan for a business trip, and every time Saki Hachika entertains them very thoughtfully.

And dealing with the fragments is definitely not a matter of a day or two, he can have fun for two days.

"You monitor the whole process, and you can't let the fragments leave your sight."

Lu Mingfei said again.

"Ah, okay."

Fingel looked like a disillusioned loser.

After thinking about it, he called Sakai Akina again.

"Sister Sakai, what have you been up to lately?"

Lu Mingfei asked gently.

"Master, I've been working with the band recently to prepare for my first official performance."

Hearing his voice, Sakai Akina was very happy.

She has actually performed warm-up performances on the streets and in some small venues before, and this time it is a concert tailor-made for her by the Inuyama family.

Not only did she invite many second- and third-tier bands to serve her as a foil, but she also let her own popular group take over as a stepping stone.

This kind of treatment is unprecedented in the entire Japanese idol world, not to mention the Inuyama family.

"Very well, we will support you in the front row then."

Lu Mingfei said seriously.

"Well, Patriarch Inuyama has left a ticket for you."

Sakai Akina said happily.

"Okay. One more thing. When you are resting, go to Yanliu Research Institute to help Fingel. He will tell you the specific situation."

He said.

"Yes."

The chief singer agreed without even asking.

Lu Mingfei hung up the phone and smiled slightly.

Sometimes, letting someone do things for you is a better way to show that you care about her than to say hello to her.

A week later, with the efforts of Yanliu Research Institute and Xihe, the data in the fragment was restored.

"A technology that can randomly awaken the spirit of speech in the mixed blood?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the report of the Japanese branch with deep eyes.

"Yes."

Fingel was also very shocked.

Because the mixed race can only awaken one speech spirit and it is irreversible, no one knows whether the speech spirit is born fixed or randomly selected.

And now, that question has an answer.

"Judging from the operations involved in the fifth month, that Vanilla is an experimental product of this technology, and it should be a successful experimental product."

Otherwise, the people behind the scenes wouldn't have to save him at such a high price.

"Is there any information that has not been restored?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"No more, there are only so many valid data in the fragment. It is still half-guessed about these, but it should be close to ten."

Fingal shrugged.

"How many people know the news?"

he asked again.

"If you remove us, there are five more, do you want to silence them?"

asked Fingal.

"It's fine to keep the mouth shut, notify Yuan Zhisheng and monitor them 24 hours a day."

Lu Mingfei thought for a while, then shook his head.

He has already told Yuan Zhisheng about the number zero angel, and the latter should not have any fantasies of ruling the world.

Even if all the eight members of Sheqi's family have awakened the spirit of speech and judgment, to this Primarch who is not a Primarch, they are just insects.

In the face of nothingness, death is powerless.

Moreover, there are already few scientific research talents in the Bajia of Sheqi, and it is very difficult to replenish them, so it is better not to waste them.

However, this technology must be acquired by him.

If a team of Word Spirit and Discipline can be cultivated, dragons below the next generation will tremble in front of the warband's bolt guns.

"Principal, I would like to know about the investigation of the unknown hybrid species that appeared in the 'Snake Hunting' operation."

Lu Mingfei waved his hand to signal Fingel to back down, and then called Anger.

"I didn't pay attention to this. Is there anything special about them?"

Angers asked.

As the principal of Kassel College and the spiritual leader of the secret party, he naturally couldn't understand everything.

"I don't think they are a group of ordinary hybrids, they are no less threatening than pure blood dragons."

Lu Mingfei replied.

"Okay, let me ask, you don't need to hang up."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone. Angers should be asking Schneider about the situation.

After a while, Ange's voice sounded again.

"For the time being, the Executive Department has only found five suspicious ships. The other party may have fled the United States on one or more of them. There are no other clues."

"Which five ships?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"I have asked him to send it to your email address, and I will continue to send it to you if there are clues. However, Ming Fei, if there is no strong evidence, I cannot ask the Executive Department to increase the priority of the investigation."

Angers reminded tactfully.

"I see."

He hung up the phone.

Anger also understood Lu Mingfei's thoughts very well.

This kid has a lot of mistrust towards the Secret Party, especially the Gattuso family, and he hides many things.

Including the separate research of pottery steel and plastic steel, including the keel cross of the White King, including the existence of the two siblings, the King of the Earth and the King of the Mountain, etc.

Anger acquiesced to this, as long as Lu Mingfei was for slaying dragons, then he didn't care if he didn't want these things.

Anyway, when Lu Mingfei becomes the real leader of the secret party and removes those he doesn't trust, these things will naturally be handed over to the secret party.

But now, he can't be too partial, otherwise it will easily cause dissatisfaction within Kassel.

It is actually true to say that we must first settle down when fighting against the outside world, but the people who use it are wrong.

Angers, however, was not incapable of doing anything.

"Ange, have you contacted me too frequently recently? I'm not interested in your old ass."

Henkel, who was watching the horse race, answered the phone with a displeased face.

"He's about to die, so naturally he has to talk a little more before he dies. I'll go to heaven later, and you'll go to hell, so it's not easy to make a phone call."

Ange snapped back easily.

On yin and yang, he learned it in Cambridge.

"Hmph. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Henkel didn't bother to chat with him, so he said straight.

"Do those guys in Detroit have anything to do with you?"

Angers asked.

"The group that blew up the boys in your executive department?"

Henkel asked back.

"Yes."

Angers didn't wonder how he knew that outside Kassel, there were very few things in the United States that could be hidden from the North American Mixed Race Alliance, not to mention that the commotion was not small.

"It's none of my business. Don't rely on us for everything, your secret party has offended many people. Everyone wants to kill you, including yourself."

Henkel snorted and hung up the phone.

"Don't worry, before I die, I will drag all of you to the ground."

Angers chuckled.

"That depends on your ability. I said, you have to call me for such a small matter? Are you too busy as the principal?"

Henkel complained.

Leaders of their level dealt with businesses worth hundreds of millions, and all they paid attention to were traces of more than three generations of species.

A few little thieves, I heard that no one has been killed, so why worry about it?
"The cadet who was injured was a member of Ming Fei's war group, and the number of their war group is sparse, so everyone is his darling."

Angers said half-truthfully.

"Jingui from Kassel is the only one. We don't have many people, and he killed two of us, so he also made trouble for him."

Henkel sneered.

"Don't get cheap there and act good. The Taliban that Mingfei killed were members of the Republican Party, right?"

Angers saw through his hypocrisy.

In fact, old plutocrats like the North American Mixed Race Alliance are naturally betting on both sides.

However, in recent years, more bets have been placed on the Democratic side.

"My deal with him has been settled, don't think I owe him for it. I will contact you if I have news, but there will be a fee."

Henkel snorted and hung up the phone.

Angers listened to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, thoughtful.

He didn't hear anything wrong, but his intuition told him something was wrong.

After all, the U.S. has the largest alliance of Cassel and North American mixed races, and it is impossible for the Mormons to do it.

Of course, it is not possible for non-hybrid forces to intervene.

After all, human society has grown too large, and the reproduction speed of mixed races can no longer keep up with the complexity of society.

Ange decided not to talk to Lu Mingfei about the pretentious matter.

And that Henkel just hung up the phone and dialed another number.

"Go and tell those Egyptian guys that they are being targeted by Lu Mingfei. Then, temporarily suspend cooperation with them and destroy relevant evidence."

As for when to resume cooperation, it is naturally when they kill Lu Mingfei.

On the white sailboat on the Nile River, three people dressed in very unconventional clothes were standing on the boat.

The man standing at the bow has blond hair standing upright like seaweed, fair skin, almost transparent, exuding a strange and charming aura.

But the muscular figure and piercing eyes, especially the arrogant posture, are full of masculine domineering charm.

As for the two people behind him, one was tall and wearing a tall peaked cap, the other was short and a child with a book in his hand.

"Boss, the Americans said they would temporarily suspend cooperation."

The man in the cap hung up the phone and said to the blond man.

"why?"

the blond man asked.

There was an unusual tranquility in his tone, like sweet poisonous wine.

"It is said that a man named Lu Mingfei is following us."

The man in the cap said.

"Lu Mingfei"

Of course, the blond man knew about the S-level rookie in Kassel. According to intelligence, his best friend, the priest, might have died under his hands.

It would be fine if he didn't take revenge on Lu Mingfei, but Lu Mingfei dared to follow him?

The blond man sneered, was about to give an order, and calmed down again.

An S-rank is nothing, but the secret party behind him is indeed a problem.

The current projects of the organization are in a critical period. It is unwise to confront the secret party head-on at this time.

Just let that Lu Mingfei live a few more days, but don't let him live too happily.

"To collect information on Lu Mingfei, I will give you [-] million US dollars of authority."

The blond man said without looking back.

"Okay, boss."

The child holding the book responded, and then stretched his legs, and the whole person jumped across the water surface more than ten meters wide, and jumped onto the shore.

Amidst the dust, his figure quickly disappeared into the distance.

"Lu Mingfei, I want you to be buried with Boqi."

The blond man looked up at the sky, his eyes gradually turning a deep ruby ​​color.

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In the Xinghuo Pavilion, Lu Mingfei opened the report sent by Anger.

Two American ships, one British ship, one South African ship, and one Australian ship.

Among them, the name of the British ship caught Lu Mingfei's attention.

"Innsmouth"

He remembered that the weird green baby said that when he became stronger, he could go to a place called Innsmouth, and maybe he would gain something.

"Xihe, search for information about Innsmouth."

Lu Mingfei opened the special mobile phone.

"The search is complete, and a piece of relevant information has been retrieved."

Xi He quickly sent the results.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the relevant information was the Innsmouth.

A small freighter of about [-] tons, the hull is painted with blue stripes, which looks ordinary.

"Any other information?"

"No relevant information was found, and the place name does not exist in the British government's database."

Xi He replied.

The non-existent place and the freighter named after the non-existent place, Lu Mingfei's curiosity is rising.

Based on his experience in the 40K universe, such places generally mean extreme danger and extremely high returns.

Thinking of the second set of power armor that the equipment department will soon land, maybe it's time to visit Innsmouth.

(End of this chapter)