Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 89 Two Trillion Wishes
"clang!"

The crisp sound reached everyone's ears.

In the next second, the entire Bliss Pavilion went crazy!

Two trillion!
The two trillion yuan bet was born tonight, and the place where it was born was a project that no one had ever cared about.

No one knew how Lu Mingfei did it. Under such harsh conditions, let alone throwing arrows into the throwing pot, it was almost impossible to walk over and overturn the throwing pot.

Many customers immediately thought that this person was cheating.

Compared to Lu Mingfei having eyes behind his back, it is more acceptable to cheat in public.

Of course, it doesn't matter how you cheat.

No matter which bet you are in, as long as you are not caught, no matter how suspicious you are in the bet, you must first cash in the bet in person.

The same is true for the Bliss Hall, if they can't prove that Lu Mingfei is indeed out of money, then they have to cash out the bet.

Even if it is two trillion.

This number can instantly enter the top [-] Forbes rich list for a poor man.

And the point is, the money is all liquidity.

All the blockers here know that the forces behind the Bliss Hall are powerful.

They can open such a blockade in the deep mountains of Osaka, dare to make promises such as "wish", and can not abide by many explicit or secret rules.

But they have always been curious, how strong is the bliss hall?

Now, they have a chance to find out.

All the people are staring at this small area intently, waiting for the birth or fall of a legend.

"I said, don't be dazed, go and get the money."

Fingal's bluffing voice broke the dull atmosphere.

Mu Xiashu didn't move, because she was already frightened.

Although it has nothing to do with her, but the output of her project is two trillion yuan, and she has already imagined the scene of being sold separately.

And the people in black didn't move, and the Bliss Pavilion couldn't come up with two trillion yuan in cash.

"What's the matter? Such a big casino wants to renege on such a small amount of money?"

Finger's expression and tone were extremely unbearable, but the employees of the Bliss Hall could not refute.

They didn't know what to do. The other party didn't violate the rules of the Bliss Pavilion, but they couldn't let him continue to make trouble like this.

If they want to negotiate with the two, they don't have the qualifications.

But fortunately, soon, qualified people will come.

The female manager Sakurai Kogure appeared in front of everyone again, this time she was still dressed in black, but in a black kimono.

She walked up to Lu Mingfei with small steps, trying to lean on him, but the latter took a step back to avoid him.

Sakurai Kogure was a little surprised, but without hesitation, she knelt down on the ground.

"My expectation has come true so soon, can I invite you to sit in the VIP room?"

She raised her face up, her gaze lingering on Lu Mingfei's face through the black veil like water waves, and there was a little begging in her voice.

No matter how cruel a man is, he will have a strong desire to protect and possess such a stunner.

"Lead the way."

Lu Mingfei just said lightly.

He was not moved by Sakurai Kogure's begging. Although the other party looked fragile and fragile, his strong physical fitness and traces of training could not escape the eyes of the leader of the war group.

Although it is not sure if she is of mixed race, this woman is obviously a strong person, by the standards of ordinary people.

However, Lu Mingfei's goal was not to make money, but to force Sakurai Kogure out with a bet that the Bliss Hall could not afford.

Now, his goal has been achieved.

Everyone watched as Lu Mingfei walked towards the VIP room that everyone yearned for under the leadership of Sakurai Kogure.

They were all wondering what kind of wish this young man would make to this mysterious female manager with two trillion yuan.

In fact, when a person owns two trillion yuan, he can realize most of his wishes.

Unless, what he wants is this person who fulfills his wish.

Could it be that someone is finally going to step over that invisible taboo and put the majesty of the Bliss Hall under him?
In the VIP room whose walls were inlaid with red crystals, Lu Mingfei and Sakurai Kogure sat opposite each other.

The female manager poured him a glass of yellowish white wine, which was a 1956 ceramic bottle of Moutai, and a bottle cost more than 3000 million yen.

"I chose this bottle of wine for the guests without authorization, and I hope you will be satisfied."

Sakurai Kogure said with a light smile.

"Speak the truth."

Lu Mingfei said calmly without touching the sky-high priced glass of wine.

"Okay, what is your wish?"

Sakurai Kogure asked.

"I want you to bring the person who purchased the 'Divine Blood' formula to me."

Since Dujin has increased by more than 100 times, then the wish will naturally increase by more than 100 times.

"Such a wish is a bit big."

Sakurai Kogure seemed a little embarrassed.

"Is two trillion not enough?"

he asked coldly.

No matter who's life is bought with these two trillion yuan, that person's life will be lived in successive assassinations.

"Not enough, some people are priceless."

Sakurai Kogure still chuckled lightly, but there was a hint of chill in his voice.

"Looks like I found the right person."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

He didn't have time to play guessing games with these riddlers, just guess the answer intuitively.

"Finger, clear the field. Brother Chu Zihang, you can enter the field now."

Lu Mingfei quickly gave instructions in the communicator.

"Understood. I'm sorry everyone, the happy time is over, go home and find your mother."

Fingel made a pleasant sound, and there seemed to be the sound of a sword chopping.

"receive."

Chu Zihang's reply was concise and clear, accompanied by the sound of the engine starting.

Lu Mingfei's kick was not impulsive, it was just to prepare for this moment.

"Who is the guest? Xiaomu is really curious."

Sakurai Kogure asked in an innocent tone, like a curious child.

"Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking someone else?"

Lu Mingfei said.

"Me? Xiaomu is just a group of ghosts who serve the gods."

Sakurai Kogure said humbly.

"Fiendish ghosts?"

He thought of those dead waiters in black who robbed them.

"It's surprising that the guests know about us ghosts. It's a pity that I don't know the identity of the guests yet."

Sakurai Kogure covered the astonishment in her eyes with a veil, and said in an aggrieved tone.

"You are not qualified."

Lu Mingfei stretched out his hand and pinched her skull.

Since it is a group of fierce ghosts, it is basically equivalent to aliens.

It's an alien, so you don't have to be polite.

"Guest, I'm just a pawn, even if you kill me, you won't get anything."

Sakurai Kogure smiled with difficulty.

It's not that she didn't want to resist, but her limbs were already dislocated by Lu Mingfei the moment she was caught.

And her Word Spirit Wind Dance can only change the trajectory of the light and small flying objects with the airflow to a certain extent, and it is completely powerless against this man.

Applying it to herself can make her movements more swift and agile, but it is still useless when she is incapacitated.

It is quite ironic that the female manager who holds the power of the Bliss Pavilion is in her hands.

In the hall, Finger and Chu Zihang were confronting the black-clothed guards.

Because the leaders of both sides did not issue an order to go to war, they remained calm even though the swords were tense.

But after seeing Sakurai Kogure being carried by Lu Mingfei, the guards in black couldn't calm down immediately.

"Put down Sakurai-sama!"

they snapped.

All the ghosts knew the position of the master of the bliss pavilion among the ghosts. If Sakurai Kogure was treated humiliatingly in front of them, they would definitely be punished with the cruelest punishment.

Lu Mingfei ignored them and glanced around the hall.

All the jammers and ordinary employees have fled, and the gaming tables and machines that were once full are now empty. This boiling bliss hall is now as deserted as a freezing hell.

Good, his senses are much cleaner now.

"Connect with your real leaders."

Lu Mingfei said.

Such a person who shows her face will never be the real leader of the ghosts, and as the leader of a mixed-race organization, her strength is too weak.

"Do you want to see the general? It's a pity that the lord is not here tonight."

Sakurai Kogure said regretfully.

In Japanese shogi, the king general, the dragon king, and the dragon horse are the three most important pieces.

The king is equivalent to the general in chess, the highest position hidden behind countless chess pieces.

"Really? Let's tear it down then."

Lu Mingfei said.

This bliss hall is obviously the core industry of the ghosts. As long as it is razed to the ground, the people behind will not jump out.

"Guest, why do you have to be our enemy? If something offends you, Xiao Mu will find a way to give you a satisfactory compensation."

Sakurai Kogure tried her best to dissuade her.

Lu Mingfei didn't answer. Since the other party didn't recognize his identity, he didn't have to tell them.

Cassel's reputation is so good that it's not good to scare the people behind the scene from coming.

"Go ahead."

He nodded towards Finger and Chu Zihang.

In an instant, gunshots and explosions sounded at the same time.

Facing the consequences of the destruction of the Bliss Hall, the black-clothed guards could no longer worry about Sakurai Kogure's safety and opened fire brazenly.

The large-caliber Dum bullets hit Finger and Chu Zihang, but they could only shake their bodies.

This kind of flowering bullet with extremely high superficial lethality but without penetrating power is just restrained by the plastic steel carapace equipped on them.

Under the battered coat, there was not even a scratch on the smooth carapace.

With the urging and help of Lu Mingfei, the equipment department created two sets of experimental carapace before they left, which came in handy at this moment.

"It's really a blessing to hang out with my junior brother."

Fingel sighed in his heart while hacking at the guard.

Seemingly unkind and harsh, in fact, he will always make various preparations to improve the survival rate of his teammates.

If he was the leader of the team back then, the result should not be like that.

The sword of remorse swung out continuously, replacing one's own tears with the blood of the enemy.

Just as Finger was killing all directions, Chu Zihang's voice came from his ear.

"Stay away."

Looking back, he saw a thick rope slung across Chu Zihang's shoulder, and a machine gun with many holes in the barrel was tied to both ends of the rope.

"Fuck, Junior Brother, wait!"

(End of this chapter)