Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 332 The Seven Deadly Sins, A Gathering of Heroes
Runde Building has 46 floors and is 210 meters tall. The ground floor is brightly lit and bustling with people. The neon lights of shops and banks shimmer in the night, while the upper floors lie dormant in the shadows, like a silent beast.

The security services for the entire building are contracted out to Millennium Labor Export Company. Nearly a hundred security guards are scattered throughout the building. Their muscular bodies are wrapped in crisp uniforms, their eyes are sharp, and their steps are powerful. No delivery guy could escape once they are pulled to the entrance of the community.

They were all strong and muscular men; by martial arts school standards, each of them could easily take down three to five strong men with their bare hands.
Even if Kassel College wanted to launch a strong attack on Runde Building, it would have to make a series of preparations.

But Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang don't need to.

They both looked harmless; one had a low profile and looked like a high school student, while the other had naturally comical eyebrows and wasn't particularly strong. The security guards they encountered didn't even bother to give them a second glance.

Even a skinny guy like that would be forced to kneel on the ground begging for his life if you punched him.

"They look pretty fierce." Old Tang glanced in the direction of the emergency exit, where two security guards were hiding and smoking, taking a break from their busy schedules to brag.

He was accused of taking bribes for standing up for others, receiving a large red envelope for helping collect debts, and even getting a foot massage. He gave the impression of being a gangster in the guise of a security guard.

And the reality is pretty much the same. On the surface, Millennium Labor Export Company is a security guard company, but in reality, they take on all sorts of shady and illegal businesses, as long as you pay them.

“Fierce? That’s exactly right.” Lu Mingfei smiled.

As the saying goes, if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too. If the company boss is a tomb raider, how good can the people below be?

"I just asked Potato Chips to check it out. This guy named Tang Wei smuggled a lot of antiques illegally and laundered all the illegal proceeds into legally viable funds. Guess how much he's worth now?"

"Ten million?" Old Tang thought it was a bit conservative, so he added that he changed the unit to US dollars.

"Pretty much. He transferred all the money to his biological father's name, an amount that would be worth hundreds of millions of RMB." The elevator doors opened, and Lu Mingfei stepped inside and pressed the button for the 21st floor.

"Rich people." Old Tang was quite envious. They were all hunters, but these people were able to start companies and make a lot of money.

“It’s all illegal income. They’re not like you. You’re just doing work for someone, so you’re an accomplice. They’re the principal offenders.” Lu Mingfei glanced at him.

"So what are you going to do, double-cross?"

“This is a society governed by the rule of law, of course it is…” Lu Mingfei was about to answer when the elevator suddenly stopped on the thirteenth floor, and two burly men in security guard uniforms walked in.

They looked menacing and intimidating, and seeing that the floor they wanted to go to was already lit up, their eyes all fixed on the two young men:
"Do you have business with Millennium?"

He was looking at Old Tang. Lu Mingfei's face was too young, and he was wearing the Word Spirit Ghost costume to reduce his presence. His first impression was that he hadn't even grown his hair yet.

"Yes, if you have business, contact your boss."

"Do you have an appointment?" Upon hearing that the person was looking for his boss, the security guard immediately perked up, his right arm hanging naturally at his sides, close to his baton.

Millennium Labor Services has a wide range of businesses, but it doesn't take on just any business, let alone directly deal with employers.

Although I don't think these two pretty boys can cause any trouble, it's always good to be cautious.

If they just want some fun and excitement, then don't blame them for swearing their loyalty with six blows in a second.

“No.” This time it was Lu Mingfei who spoke. He looked at the security guard who was half a head taller than him, his dark pupils like gun barrels, his calm demeanor masking a tsunami-like pressure: “But he will want to see us.”

It's not about being willing, nor about agreeing, but about wanting?
The two security guards broke out in a cold sweat, feeling as if they were being choked by a ferocious beast, rendering them unable to move. They immediately realized that these two were formidable figures who had crossed the river, and that the boss had specifically warned them not to provoke them.

Faced with a major client they couldn't afford to offend, they didn't dare to be negligent and put on a humble smile, like a child trying to stop crying.

On the 21st floor, the two men led Lao Tang and Lu Mingfei into the company. As soon as they entered, they were hit by the smell of smoke and sweat. A dozen burly men were gathered there discussing something, and they looked surprised when they saw that guests had arrived.

Upon learning the purpose of their visit, the security manager in charge said he needed to consult with the boss and brought over a registration form for them to fill out first.

This is just a formality, and also a test to see if the two people are qualified to meet the boss directly.

But Lu Mingfei didn't come here to abide by the rules and regulations. He didn't even bother to take the form. He just spat out an ID, which made the supervisor's attitude change drastically.

"This way, please." He led the two to the boss's office, intending to explain the situation to Tang Wei first, but his body was out of control. After opening the door, he froze on the spot, watching helplessly as the two distinguished guests entered and his body automatically closed the door, isolating everything inside.

"Who let you in... Who are you?" Tang Wei was pondering how to execute this grand plan to make a fortune when the office door was suddenly pushed open. He was about to curse when he saw two unfamiliar faces, which made him a little suspicious.

"Third Young Master, right? I have something I want to ask you." Lu Mingfei walked straight up to him, looking down at him.

"No, what the hell are you? Who gave you this...?" Tang Wei had been causing trouble for many years and considered himself a big shot in the underworld. Naturally, he was angry to be questioned so rudely by a kid who hadn't even grown his hair yet.

His face turned even uglier when he saw that Old Tang had taken down the crossbow he had collected.

He wanted to stand up and use his imposing height to force the other party to recognize whose territory this was. With just one order, nearly a hundred security guards in the entire building would surround the 21st floor, and even if they died here, no one would know.

But the moment his eyes met Lu Mingfei's, his legs suddenly began to spasm uncontrollably, leaving him unable to exert any strength and unable to stand up at all.

This reaction was very similar to when I was doing a mission and those evil, filthy things saw my unusual eyes.

But those were golden pupils that he could only activate with all his might, while the eyes of the boy in front of him were as deep and dark as black holes, and the sense of oppression he felt was even more terrifying than when he first encountered something unclean in a tomb.

Tang Wei was terrified. He reached out to grab the black gun hidden in the drawer, but before he could make a move, the sharp sound of a crossbow bolt piercing the air exploded in his ears.

The steel arrowhead pierced through the two-centimeter-thick solid wood tabletop, nailing the pistol in the hidden compartment along with the drawer. Tang Wei's fingertips were only three centimeters away from the drawer, but he dared not move an inch.

“You call yourself Third Young Master, you should know the principle of ‘things don’t happen more than three times’.” Lu Mingfei looked at him, indicating that he was running out of patience.

Cold sweat soaked Tang Wei's back. He slowly raised his hands and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Ask away, I'll cooperate completely."

"You accepted a mission to find ancient knives?" It was a question, but the tone was very certain.

"I've accepted it." Tang Wei nodded, carefully turned on his computer, and showed him the interface of his Hunter website.

Lu Mingfei glanced at it and found that the bounty was for a set of knives called Seven Deadly Sins, and the search area was in the middle and upper reaches of the Yangtze River: "Isn't Seven Deadly Sins something from the West? How come it's in China?"

"I don't know either." Tang Wei felt his waist go weak. "Maybe it was smuggled from abroad and the owner wants to take it back."

"The Seven Deadly Sins?" Old Tang, who was playing with a crossbow, frowned upon hearing this, vaguely sensing that he had something to do with it.

He exchanged a glance with Lu Mingfei. Very good, it can be confirmed that it is related to him.

How many bounty hunters have accepted this mission?

"Well, I don't know either..." Tang Wei looked distressed. Although he had a wide network of connections, he wasn't that powerful. Especially now that many people were eyeing this set of knives, his hunter friends were all competitors.

"What use are you?" Lu Mingfei glanced at him sideways and tapped the table lightly with his hand: "How many antiques have you resold over the years?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Wei's throat tightened. He pointed to the lamp and swore that his business was limited to China, and that going abroad was just digging up other people's graves. If any treasures that passed through his hands ended up overseas, it was definitely because they had changed hands several times and it had nothing to do with him.

"You know what you're doing is illegal, right?"

"I know." "That means you knowingly broke the law."

The four words fell like a guillotine. Tang Wei's spine bent inch by inch, cold sweat trickling down his temples, and he nodded with difficulty: "...Yes."

At this moment, he began to suspect that the two people in front of him were not hunters, but the legendary Dragon Group or some kind of special police.

"Hmm? You went to university and you have a father." Lu Mingfei glanced at the photo on the wall. It was an old photo enlarged to 36 inches. In the photo, Tang Wei was wearing a black robe and an academic cap, and he was laughing heartily with his father, who was arm in arm with him. In the bright sunshine, the wrinkles on the latter's face looked like they were about to bloom.

He had similar photos in his previous life, except there were more people in the photos, and they were wearing high school uniforms.

Of course, that doesn't exist in this world.

In the group photo with his uncle's family, he was just a background figure.

His original intention was simply to express his dismay that someone with a father who could teach them and provide them with education would still be so foolish as to engage in such low-class activities.

But clearly, Tang Wei had misunderstood. He forced himself to stand up, his back bent, his eyes pleading yet tinged with a hint of fierceness: "Don't blame your family. I'll take responsibility for my own actions. My father knows nothing about this."

"Now you're thinking about your dad again?" Lu Mingfei glanced at him sideways. "When you were stealing chickens and committing crimes, why didn't you think about how your grandson might be born without an anus?"

"I..." Tang Wei hesitated, wanting to explain, but in the end he had nothing to say. He could only suppress his fear and stare at Lu Mingfei: "If you have any problems, come at me. Don't hurt my father."

"Whether you want money or your lives, just say the word, and I'll grant you whatever I can."

As he spoke, he exerted all his strength to activate the strange power within him that had made his hunter career so successful, and his eyes gradually began to glow with golden light.

The moment his golden eyes ignited, he finally saw what the young man in front of him looked like, and then his expression became very interesting, full of surprise and doubt, clearly he had recognized Lu Mingfei's identity.

“Wake up, this is a society governed by the rule of law.” Lu Mingfei pointed to the phone next to him. “I want to see the news within half an hour that you surrendered and were handcuffed and put into a police car by the police.”

If not, then we'll handle this according to your hunter rules, understand?

Tang Wei wanted to refuse, but he knew he had no right to. His face turned ashen, and he looked ten years older: "I understand."

The Hunter Organization is a murky place, and he only ever knew that. That's why he wanted to wait until he had saved enough money to retire from the business and take his father abroad to live a good life.

But just like anyone who wants to retire from the underworld, a formidable enemy always comes knocking when the thought arises and he intends to put it into practice, saying that retiring from the underworld and living a life of seclusion is not so simple; either leave your life behind or leave your name behind.

Now, he has only one choice.

With trembling hands, he picked up the landline receiver, dialed the police, and began to recount his crimes.

The deals he had intended to take to his grave were now pouring out like a flood, leaving the lineman somewhat overwhelmed.

When he put down the microphone, Lao Tang and Lu Mingfei had disappeared. The steel crossbow bolts on the table and the crossbows on the wall had also vanished, presumably taken away as spoils of war.

Looking at the empty office, he really wanted to pack his things and run away with his father right now, but the boy named Lu Mingfei was obviously not as simple as the information netizens had dug up showed. If he fled to avoid punishment, he might really die.

Just then, a notification flashed in the upper right corner of the Hunter website: "You have an unread email."

His hands trembled as he opened the email, only to find a single word: Byebye.
My gaze shifted to the sender's address... and it was completely blank.

No sender.

Tang Wei suddenly trembled slightly, fear completely enveloping him, his whole body drenched in cold sweat.

The supervisor knocked on the door and came in, wanting to know what had just happened, but Tang Wei only told him to contact the media and prepare to announce a big news story.

He also went to the monitoring room himself and manually disabled all the monitoring equipment. All the surveillance footage for tonight was destroyed, and even the hard drives were taken out, smashed, and thrown into the fish tank.

Then, he picked up a sledgehammer and, amidst the bewildered gazes of his men, began smashing the monitor and the computer case, as if venting his anger or releasing his inner fear.

Outside Runde Building, Old Tang, carrying a large eco-friendly bag, followed Lu Mingfei: "You're a bit hypocritical, aren't you? If that Third Young Master were Japanese, he would be plastered on the wall and wouldn't be able to scrape it off by now."

"Nonsense, I'm not that cruel." Lu Mingfei smirked. Tonight's trip reminded him of his parents.

Tang Wei went to university and, against his father's wishes, became a hunter, digging up graves everywhere.

Lu Mingfei did not go to university, and his parents, unable to meet his expectations, started digging up graves everywhere.

This world is a giant grave, and everyone is digging it. Now they're setting off to dig up Old Tang and his brother's graves.

"The next few days should be quite lively in the mountain city."

Regarding the bounty on the set of knives called Seven Deadly Sins, although the given address is quite vague, there is currently a place in the middle and upper reaches of the Yangtze River that is firmly attracting the attention of various domestic and foreign forces.

"The Three Gorges of Badong and Wuxia are long, the cry of the apes brings tears to my eyes..."

……

Meanwhile, in a villa by Yangcheng Lake, a young man was looking at Lu Mingfei's information:
"Nuwa, are you sure this is a descendant of the Lu family?"

A clear, girlish voice came from the phone: "There's only one way in the world to defeat the Dragon King."

"But the Lu family has long since declined, just like the Chu family."

"Never mind all this nonsense, hurry up and find him." The girl named Nuwa's voice was a little impatient. "Those idiots from the Temple Society have already taken away a lot of precious Eastern bloodlines. Now this kid may be the only heir of the Lu family. We can't let those foreigners succeed."

"He was able to kill the White King, what can the Temple Order do to him?"

"Young virgins in their adolescence are very restless. Didn't you see he found a beautiful rich woman while he was abroad? What if those foreigners use a honey trap?"

"Didn't the Secret Service send someone to follow him?"

"Zhou Minhao, are you an idiot? Don't you understand the principle that those who are not of our kind must have different hearts? What if they steal from us?" Suddenly, the sound of keyboard slamming came from the other end of the line. Zhou Minhao guessed that this lady had lost a game again and was taking it out on him. He quickly comforted her for a few moments and then hung up the phone.

He glanced up at the small restaurant by the bridge over Yangcheng Lake in the distance, and could vaguely see a graceful lady gazing at the moonlit lake view from the window. He clicked his tongue and said, "Consider yourself lucky. I'll continue investigating you when I get back."

After saying that, he drew the curtains, got up, packed his luggage, and prepared to leave for an urgent mission.

On the other side, in a quiet, sparsely populated restaurant by the bridge, the most famous female entrepreneur in the area picked up her phone and her expression changed slightly after reading the text message.

She glanced almost imperceptibly at another young man in the building, her eyes flickered slightly, but in the end, she couldn't make up her mind.

There's still room for maneuver; she still has options. The organization only asked her to help get close to the boy; they didn't say she had to fulfill any obligations.

(End of this chapter)