Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 357 Brother Lu, I was wrong! I'll break up with Chen Wenwen as soon as we get back!
Surrounded by white mist, Zhao Menghua was bound to the deck of a cruise ship, drenched in sweat and with a flushed face.

The rosy complexion wasn't from being energetic or having a high temperature; it was from being slapped hard across the face just now.

He never imagined that his group, who only wanted to emulate the poet Li Bai's poem of departing Baidi City amidst colorful clouds and returning to Jiangling in a single day, would be robbed by river bandits while they were on a boat, eating snacks and singing songs!

It is said that bad people come from poor and remote areas, but although there are many mountains in the mountain city, it is not poor!

How can people still be doing this kind of job that requires absolutely no skills in 2009?!

Have you not seen "A World Without Thieves"? Or have you not visited any popular tourist attractions?
Isn't setting up a local specialty stall and forcing people to buy things faster and less risky than going through the trouble of kidnapping and extorting money?!
Zhao Menghua was filled with grief and indignation. His gaze toward his classmates, who were tied up and held hostage, was filled with guilt, especially toward Chen Wenwen, who was crying her eyes out but dared not make a sound. Every tear felt like a heavy hammer pounding into his heart.

They arrived in Fengjie around dark and were planning to dock for dinner when three men suddenly jumped aboard before the boat had even stopped. One of them held a knife to the captain's neck and told him to keep going, while the other two, one with a gun and the other with a crossbow, threatened to kill anyone who dared to shout or make a sound.

The group of teenagers had never experienced anything like this before, and they were all stunned and frightened on the spot. Zhao Menghua was better off, as he was from a well-known wealthy family and had received training on how to deal with being kidnapped.

The first option is to compromise and cooperate; the second is to seize an opportunity to counterattack.

Zhao Menghua assessed the situation and discovered that there were more than twenty people in the group, while there were only three robbers.

Twenty against three, the advantage is in my hands!
So he gave a wink to his two bravest and most capable henchmen, and as the gun-wielding robbers held a rope around their necks to bind them, he suddenly sprang up, ready to rob them.

He had received professional training and was proficient in both firearms and hand-to-hand combat. Apart from Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, no one could make him suffer.

Full of confidence, he led his men forward, but before they could even get close enough to grab the gunman's hand, a large slap came flying at them.

The sound of the "smack" was loud and powerful. Young Master Zhao was sent flying, crashing into his two henchmen, and the three of them rolled around in a heap.

The two chubby Xu brothers, who were standing next to Zhao Menghua, had been ready to deliver a powerful and forceful blow to the robber the moment Zhao Menghua started to move. However, as soon as they stood up, their boss was gone, leaving the two of them standing there awkwardly facing the gun.

Fortunately, the three robbers didn't seem to want to kill anyone. They just let Zhao Gongzi have his favorite slap in the face, and after the two girls tied everyone up and took all the phones, they didn't target them anymore.

As for why Chen Wenwen cried, it was because when Zhao Menghua was lifted up and slapped repeatedly, she could only watch from the sidelines, like a helpless wife, unable to stop it at all.

With their leader gone, the enthusiasm of the group of passionate teenagers cooled down. They obediently cooperated and dared not move, waiting for the police or their parents to come and rescue them.

Chen Wenwen lowered her head and cried silently, not daring to look at Zhao Menghua's pig-like face. After all, the reason they had come here to suffer this calamity was entirely because Zhao Menghua wanted to please her.

The artsy young woman felt guilty and wanted to seek comfort from someone, but the only person who could act as her confidant had already left to find someone else and was now somewhere carefree.

Thinking of that person, Chen Wenwen's eyes welled up with tears.

If it were Lu Mingfei, he would have succeeded in ambushing the robbers just now.

He's such a good fighter, and he's so good at hiding his strength; he's far superior to Zhao Menghua's feigned weakness earlier.

Only after losing something do we begin to regret it. The girl was feeling melancholy when she heard the robbers standing at the bow of the boat talking in hushed tones, their voices and secondhand smoke carried by the wind.

"Brother, are you sure the information is accurate? How can these ordinary little brats threaten those people?" The man with the crossbow asked with a hint of doubt and disbelief.

The gunman smirked: "Information brokers value truthfulness above all else; otherwise, who would want to do business with them?"

"But what if he's just a one-off swindler who runs off with the money?" The man with the crossbow still didn't believe it. "Didn't I just ask? They're just a bunch of kids who just finished their exams and came out to play. Who can they threaten?"

The Tang and Zhou families are ruthless; if we really run into them, the three of us are just asking for trouble.

Dao Lang, who was threatening the captain with a knife, nodded slightly. Although the two people above couldn't see him, he still wanted to express his attitude.

The man with the gun, who had a body odor, looked disdainful: "That fake foreigner said that this whole ship is full of that classmate surnamed Lu, and the Seven Deadly Sins are in his hands. We won't bother arguing with the Tang and Zhou families; they have things to do. We'll just have that kid surnamed Lu hand over the stuff."

The man with the crossbow frowned, feeling that something was off. His boss seemed to have become strange after meeting that fake foreigner. Before, he would run away as far away as possible when he heard about mixed-race families, but now he actually dared to approach them.

Not only did they say that the set of bronze knives was priceless, far exceeding the bounty, but they also said that the recently popular kid named Lu Mingfei was actually in the same line of work, having brought back a lot of treasures from Japan. If they caught him, they could achieve financial freedom and live a carefree life.

The guy with the crossbow felt that his boss had been fooled, but he had no evidence.

But it doesn't matter. He's just a young man who's trying to attract attention. Once he stops showing his face in front of the public, he'll be forgotten. When someone remembers to look for Lu Mingfei, who rose to fame during the Great East Japan Earthquake, they'll only know that he's missing.

Chen Wenwen pricked up her ears to eavesdrop, and was so shocked by what she overheard that she forgot to cry.

Could the student surnamed Lu be Lu Mingfei?!

But how did he end up in the mountain city? And why did he get involved with these robbers?
And what about the Tang family and the Zhou family? What are they anyway?
The girl was full of doubts. She looked up at the girl next to her and found that she was also full of surprise and fear, and even had a bit of resentment in her eyes, as if she was cursing Lu Mingfei for dragging them down.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Chen Wenwen finally raised her head and looked at her boyfriend, who had fallen on the other side of the cruise ship. She was pondering how to tell him the news when, unexpectedly, a tremendous tremor shook the earth. The surface of the Yangtze River surged and the ship rocked violently. The students, who had been squatting or sitting, all lost their balance and rolled around in a heap.

The two robbers at the bow, clinging to the railing for balance, were not alarmed but rather delighted. The one with the gun, Husky, exclaimed excitedly, "If a real fight breaks out, hurry, hurry, full speed ahead and straight to the heart of the matter! We must get the stuff before they finish!"

Upon hearing this, the crossbowman no longer doubted and became excited. The swordsman below even forcibly held down the captain to help him maintain his balance, making him floor the throttle and reach maximum speed.

On the deck, Chen Wenwen, with her hands tied behind her back, rolled a few times and ended up next to her boyfriend. Although Zhao Menghua's face was swollen like a pig's head, the artistic girl didn't care about superficial appearances but rather genuine souls, so she didn't mind.

"Zhao Menghua, listen to me..." She lay on the ground, almost touching Zhao Menghua's head, who was also lying on the ground, and relayed the news she had just overheard to him.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Menghua's already swollen cheeks turned even redder, and she cursed through gritted teeth, "Lu Mingfei, you deserve to die!"

He turned his head with difficulty to look at the two robbers at the bow of the ship, trying to explain that he and his companions were not on the same side as Lu Mingfei, and that the bastard would not care about their lives at all.

But the river was surging like it was on aphrodisiacs, and he was struggling to keep his body from swaying and bumping into things. He couldn't even open his mouth to explain.

Are we pinning our hopes on Chen Wenwen?
Forget it, she doesn't have that kind of talent.

Moreover, he didn't utter a sound while watching himself get beaten, showing none of the courage he had when Lu Mingfei beat him up in the movie theater earlier.

The earthquake didn't last long, but the river water was still churning. The small cruise boat, which was only about 20 meters long, was not heavily loaded and could take off at any moment if it was traveling at full speed through the waves.

Soon, they stumbled into a body of water shrouded in steam, where the temperature was ridiculously high.

Chen Wenwen struggled to lift her head and saw the Baidi Temple flash by beside her. However, for some reason, a piece of the shore was missing and black smoke was rising from it, as if it had just been bombed by something.

But soon, she lost interest in such trivial matters because she heard the two robbers in front of her shouting, "Look, there they are! There they are! The man and the knife are there!"

"Why are there other people here?"

"Judging from his appearance, he was probably injured. Let's take advantage of his weakness and rob him along with the knife!"

Upon hearing this, she perked up, pressed her back against the railing, and used the strength of her legs to successfully sit up, relying on the physical fitness she had improved through regular exercise.

Looking ahead, steam filled the air, and the woods on one side of the islet had been mostly burned down. There were two... no, three figures on the shore.

One person was standing by the river, while the other two were embracing, appearing somewhat overlapping from a distance.

She wasn't sure which Lu Mingfei was. And just as the people on their boat noticed Lu Mingfei, he had already spotted them, silently watching them approach, sword in hand.

When the distance was about 300 meters, the man with the gun jumped off the lower bow of the ship and shouted from afar, "Lu Mingfei, your classmates are in my hands. If you don't want them to die, bring the Seven Deadly Sins over here!"

Lu Mingfei found it hard to keep his composure upon hearing this. He could tell that the three robbers on the ship were all mixed-race and had guessed their purpose, but when he heard them use his classmate to threaten him, he couldn't help but chuckle.

His gaze swept over the people bound on the deck, and he found that without exception, their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.

Among them, Zhao Menghua's clique was the most extreme. These rich kids, who were arrogant and had grudges against Lu Mingfei, would rather the kidnappers had kidnapped them for money or other reasons than know that they had been kidnapped because of someone they hated and looked down on the most.

Of course, this didn't stop them from cursing Lu Mingfei's parents in their hearts.

If they could interject, they would be shouting for Lu Mingfei to come and redeem people by carrying those seven deadly sins, just like Lian Po pleaded guilty with thorns on his back.

Moreover, he needs to be quick. What if the robbers think he's too slow and want to kill someone to urge him on?
Zhao Menghua was the most terrified. After all, given the level of hatred he had generated by leading the resistance, if someone were to be dragged out as an example to scare the others, he would undoubtedly be that chicken.

Meeting the pleading and resentful gaze cast by Zhao Menghua's eyes, now reduced to mere slits, Lu Mingfei glanced at the Seven Deadly Sins stuck in the ground, exchanged a look with Old Tang and Constantine nestled together behind him, smirked, and turned back to speak loudly:

"What if I don't?"

"Not cooperating? Fine!" The gun-wielding fox-smelling man had clearly anticipated how to deal with Lu Mingfei's lack of cooperation, and waved his hand, saying, "You really think I wouldn't dare to make a move, huh? Third brother, drag someone out and chop them up, and I'll treat Young Master Lu to some brains!"

"Alright!" Upon hearing this, the guy with the crossbow glanced around and immediately locked onto the most unique teenage pig-headed boy.

"It's up to you!"

As Zhao Menghua watched the man with the crossbow lower it and draw a gleaming Rambo knife from his waist, cold sweat instantly broke out and soaked his clothes. The red-hot blood that had been burning from anger and the environment instantly cooled down, and his body, lying on the ground, frantically retreated, trying to get away from the robber who was really going to kill him.

However, he was a key target for protection, and his hands and feet were tightly bound. The man with the crossbow stepped on him in a few steps, grabbed his meticulously groomed but now messy greasy hair, dragged him to the side of the boat, lifted him up, and put a knife to his neck.

From the bow of the ship below, the gun-wielding man with body odor coldly said, "You still have a chance to save your classmate's life, as long as you cooperate obediently."

Before Lu Mingfei could even yield, Zhao Menghua had already given in.

He was yanked up by the hair, his scalp throbbing with pain. The knife pressed against his neck cut his skin, drawing blood, which made him realize this wasn't a drill; it was real.

So he was terrified and cried out loudly:
"Lu Mingfei, I was wrong before, I was bad. I shouldn't have targeted you on purpose and even stole the girl you liked. Please save me, I'll break up with Chen Wenwen as soon as we get back!"

Be willing to give and give, only by giving can you gain.

Choosing to give up means losing only a love; choosing to fight back means losing his life!

To hell with life being precious, love is more valuable.

Regardless of the price of love, he has plenty of money and can buy as much as he wants.

Life is only given to us once; once it's gone, it's truly gone!

Hearing his urgent shouts, Chen Wenwen turned pale and could hardly believe her ears.

Lu Mingfei, however, remained unmoved. He even turned around and glanced at Lao Tang, pointing at Zhao Menghua who was shouting "Brother Lu, I was wrong!" and "God Lu, I'm sorry!", and smiled without saying a word.

Seeing that Lu Mingfei remained unmoved, even adopting a detached and indifferent attitude, the gun-wielding fox odor couldn't help but feel murderous intent.

The commotion in the distance had ceased. He was unsure of the progress of the cooperation between the Tang and Zhou families and that foreign organization, and time was of the essence, leaving no room for further delay. He waved his hand and said, "Take him down!"

In an instant, the knife that was held to Zhao Menghua's neck was raised high, tinged with crimson, and then quickly came down with a force sufficient to decapitate him.

They're actually planning to let Zhao Gongzi, who calls himself the uncrowned king of Shilan Middle School, become a real king for once!

However, the king's name was Louis XVI.

Realizing they were about to exit the highway and their lives were coming to an end, Zhao Menghua finally broke down completely, pointing in Chen Wenwen's direction and hysterically shouting:

"What the hell is the point of threatening Lu Mingfei with me? Go find her! She's the girl Lu Mingfei has a crush on. Only by using her as a hostage can we make that bastard Lu Mingfei behave!"

Faced with a life-or-death crisis, he ultimately could not overcome his inner fear and chose to shift the blame, attempting to use Chen Wenwen as a shield.

Anyway, Chen Wenwen and Lu Mingfei have no grudges. They used to be such good friends. Even if Lu Mingfei is different now, she will definitely still cherish their old friendship.

It's said that a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a stolen lover, and a stolen lover is not as good as one you can't have. Eason Chan said that what you can't have is always more alluring. He just doesn't believe that Lu Mingfei can stand by and watch Chen Wenwen die!
Hearing her boyfriend's reckless shouts, Chen Wenwen felt as if her brain had been hit hard with a baseball bat. She felt dizzy, her eyes were ringing, and her whole world seemed to be spinning and collapsing, with only his heartless words playing on repeat.

Zhao Menghua's words were an unacceptable betrayal to Chen Wenwen, who truly regarded love as life itself, even above life. The tears she had just stopped flowed again uncontrollably, her face pale and her lower lip tightly bitten, like a helpless little white lotus fluttering in the wind and rain.

Just as a melodramatic soap opera was about to unfold, the robber, being rather foolish, actually tried to kill the male lead in this "chasing-back-to-the-wife" soap opera. Lu Mingfei was immediately displeased and raised his hand to strike the man with the crossbow.

However, the moment he raised his hand, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at the bottom of the river with slight surprise.

But then, a large shadow appeared beneath the cruise ship, and then the river suddenly surged, and a colossal creature burst out of the water!

Amidst the stunned and incredulous gazes of everyone, Samson's tattered dragon body soared into the sky, the iron mask covering his face already shattered into dust.

It opened its blood-red maw and lunged at the gun-wielding fox-smelling figure standing at the front of the cruise ship.

The bandit leader was so overwhelmed by the terrifying dragon's might and the deadly crisis that he couldn't even react. He could only stand there dumbfounded, watching the gaping maw filled with sharp teeth fill his entire field of vision. The strong smell of blood and stench hit him, and he could vaguely see a bloody, mangled hole in the back of the head. He could even see the night behind him through that hole.

"F---"

He never expected that the Dragon King whom the Tang and Zhou families wanted to attack would appear here. He left only two words and then disappeared along with the bow of the ship in Samson's mouth.

"boom--!!!"

The wrecked dragon re-entered the water, creating a splash several meters high that drenched the young men and women on the cruise ship and the robbers.

Whether intentionally or not, before Samson completely disappeared into the water, the battered dragon tail, with a third of it broken off, lashed out at the cruise ship.

This single pull capsized the ten-meter-long cruise ship, and the young men and women bound on the deck screamed as they fell into the surging waters of the Yangtze River.

Lu Mingfei was truly surprised that Samson had such a skill of feigning death. He had relaxed his guard and wanted to watch the show, thinking that everything was settled, and failed to notice that Samson had secretly come by water.

In the distance, on the capsized cruise ship, Chen Wenwen fell in panic. While she was in mid-air, her vision blurred by tears, she couldn't help but look in the direction of Lu Mingfei.

But then, the boy standing by the river casually waved his hand.

Then, a magnificent sword aura emerged, splitting the river surface in two.

Before the group even fell into the abnormally hot river water, they were swept up into the sky by the towering waves.

(End of this chapter)