Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 358 Lu Mingfei, say something!
A giant wave surged into the sky, not only lifting Chen Wenwen and the others, who were about to fall into the Yangtze River, into the air, but also taking the capsized cruise ship flying.

The boatman at the helm was unable to escape; his eyes were filled with terror, and his face showed that he was doomed.

The kidnappers who had abducted him had already turned into fossils in shock when their boss was killed by the dragon. They only came to their senses when the ship flew away, and they crashed into the wall with a "thud".

As for the other robber, the one with the crossbow who was about to chop off Zhao Menghua's head, he was also thrown into the air.

Although he was also shocked, he immediately came to his senses after the river water splashed on his face. Realizing that something was wrong, he prepared to tear up the hostage in his hand and then escape into the water.

Samson's gaping maw and Lu Mingfei's astonishing sword strike made him realize the seriousness of the situation. He no longer dared to dream of getting rich, and only thought about eliminating this suspected rival of Lu Mingfei in his hands, hoping that the young prodigy would show leniency.

A single sword shatters brotherhood; sir, I am a man of misfortune!

I'm helpless, and I have my own reasons. They forced me into this situation!
However, just as he raised his knife to cut Zhao Menghua's head, a gunshot rang out in the distance, and the Rambo knife that was falling flew out, along with half of his smashed right hand.

Zhao Menghua was still in shock, as the legendary dragon appeared before his eyes and devoured a person, and he witnessed Lu Mingfei splitting the river with a single sword strike. He was jolted back to his senses by a sudden wail.

I felt the river water on my face was hot and fishy. When I touched it, I found the water was red. Then, a bloody, mangled hand holding a knife flew past me.

The bloody and horrific scene terrified him to the point of losing his mind. He and the crossbow-wielding man who was grabbing his collar from behind performed a Pavarotti on the river, their double tenor voices lasting for a long time.

In the distance, on the research ship rushing back at full speed, Caesar was unable to fire his gun the moment Samson "came back to life," and only managed to rescue Zhao Menghua from the robbers.

The others on the research ship had witnessed Zhou Minhao using his family's treasure to kill the next generation of the species at the cost of his life, and thought that the power of the Nine Dragons was already shocking enough. They never expected that after rushing to catch up, they would finally see Lu Mingfei casually cutting off the flow of the Yangtze River with a single sword strike.

Although it lasted only a moment and quickly returned to normal, that instant was eternal, unforgettable for everyone.

Ye Sheng and Jiu Deyaji already knew how incredible Lu Mingfei's combat power was, but this scene was still shocking no matter how they looked at it.

The only one who could truly maintain a calm and composed mind was Caesar.

After all, what he was seeing was just a momentary interruption of the river's flow. Just a few days ago, he had witnessed something even more powerful: a single sword strike could freeze the entire ocean within a radius of several miles into ice.

Before everyone could recover from the shock, they saw the young man, Afei, standing on the riverbank raise his hand again. The boat that had flown away seemed to be held back by an invisible hand, abruptly stopping in mid-air, and then readjusting its direction before falling into the river.

At the same time, all the metal railings on the ship fell off, like snakes binding Chen Wenwen and the others who were falling from their highest point, dragging them through the air.

Chen Wenwen could still hear the wailing of her boyfriend, or rather, her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend, Zhao Menghua. Her gaze was still searching for the boy wielding the sword when, unexpectedly, her falling body was suddenly lifted into the air, as if something had caught her waist.

The girl's heart fluttered slightly, thinking that some hidden hero had finally appeared in this moment of great attention, wearing a cartoon T-shirt and riding a Hongxing Erke to save her.

However, when she looked down, all she saw was a section of metal railing with peeling paint and rust around her waist.

The girl was initially disappointed, but her spirits quickly lifted again. Forgetting about Zhao Menghua, who was still desperately belting out a tenor, she focused her gaze on the boy who calmly sheathed his sword and leaped towards the research ship in the distance.

At that moment, the artsy young woman felt she had found the real Romeo.

Behind her, apart from Zhao Menghua, who was nearly scared out of her wits by the series of frights, everyone else stared at Lu Mingfei, who was leading the flight, with expressions of utter disbelief.

Dude, just a few days ago you had to take a helicopter to take off, how come you can fly on the wind in just a few days?

Is this reasonable? Is this scientific? Is this some kind of spiritual cultivation?

Even the swordsmen of Mount Shu have to ride swords, and Harry Potter has to ride a broomstick!
However, their doubts were destined to remain unanswered, and with both sides heading towards the research vessel, Lu Mingfei soon arrived at the research ship.

Professor Mans and the Tang and Zhou families watched as he arrived with a group of teenagers and a one-armed Yang Guo, almost ready to line up and applaud Lu Mingfei's arrival for guidance.

However, Lu Mingfei had no intention of trying to get information from them. After landing, he went straight to Zhou Minhao, who was lying unconscious on the ground: "How is he?"

On the surface, Zhou Minhao seemed to have died. The dragon-like features on his body had stopped fading, and his body was covered with broken bronze-colored dragon scales. Blood seeped from the gaps between the broken dragon scales. His face was ashen, and his eyes were dull and lifeless, like a salted fish that had been dead for a long time.

His right hand remained firmly gripping the Dragon-Slaying Platform, or rather, he couldn't let go even if he wanted to. The chain on the hilt was tightly wrapped around his arm, almost crushing the scales on his arm and digging into his flesh.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man from the Zhou family, whose eyes were red, was about to say that Zhou Minhao might be gone when Lu Mingfei muttered something:
"How long has this broken sword been without a man? Is it so thirsty?"

As soon as he finished speaking, ignoring the shocked looks on the faces of those around him at his outrageous words, he squatted down and began to pull the chains binding Zhou Minhao's hands.

He could sense that the broken sword was alive. Zhou Minhao's injuries were severe but not yet fatal. The reason he was unconscious was because the sword had stolen his soul.

What a slut! Even after she's faded and worn out, she still doesn't forget to seduce men!
Because he was afraid of accidentally pulling Zhou Minhao's arm off, he didn't use much force. As a result, this slut Jian actually dared to resist, and even though the chains were rattling, she refused to let go.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man from the Zhou family sighed helplessly and advised, "According to our patriarch, a powerful living spirit resides inside the Dragon-Slaying Platform. After using it, one must undergo a test of one's conscience. If one fails, one's soul will be imprisoned within the Dragon-Slaying Platform, and one's body will die completely."

We can't help him at all; it's all up to Minho himself. Even taking the sword away from him won't help..."

Before the word "yes" could be uttered, the middle-aged man from the Zhou family saw Lu Mingfei slap the blade of the sword on the Dragon-Slaying Platform, cursing as he said, "If you don't let go, I'll melt you down and turn you into a chamber pot!"

This seemingly childish threat caused Duanlongtai, who had been relentlessly clinging to Zhou Minhao, to immediately back down. Not only did the chains loosen, but Zhou Minhao's hand, which had been gripping the sword hilt like a magnet, also loosened.

Then, under the incredulous gaze of the Zhou family, Duanlongtai, like a cobra fleeing back to its den, was pushed back into its scabbard by a long chain. Finally, it wrapped the scabbard and hilt with the chain several times and tied a tight knot, looking cowardly as if it had no intention of ever coming out to see anyone again.

As Duanlongtai backed down and ran away, Lu Mingfei patted Zhou Minhao's face again: "Wake up, the ground is cold, don't freeze to death."

As soon as he spoke, Zhou Minhao's consciousness returned to his body, and his previously dull eyes regained their luster.

Just moments ago, it felt as if I were in an endless black sea, being asked by the Dragon-Slaying Platform, "How should one choose between family and country?" If I could answer, we would slowly discuss and debate; if I couldn't answer, I would die on the spot and the banquet would begin.

He was racking his brains for a perfect answer when the black ocean disappeared in the next second, and he returned to the real world, becoming the second person besides Nuwa to survive using the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

As he inhaled fresh air through his nose, Zhou Minhao, though unsure why he had suddenly escaped the Five Finger Mountain of Duanlongtai, felt a deep sense of gratitude, thinking how wonderful it was to be alive.

The next second, Lu Mingfei's head entered his field of vision, looking down at him with a mysterious smile:
"You're awake! The surgery was a success. You're a lovely girl now." Upon hearing this, Zhou Minhao's eyes glazed over for a moment, then he sat up abruptly as if he were on his deathbed, looking to see where Xiao Zhou was.

Seeing that his good brother, who had been with him for more than 20 years, was still alive, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to lie back down to avoid tearing the wound with too much movement when he suddenly realized that all the pain in his body had disappeared, leaving only the kidney deficiency caused by overwork.

He ran his hands over his body and found that all the wounds on his body had healed. Not only the superficial wounds, but even the bones that had been broken earlier had been restored to their original state, as if they had been sent back to the factory for repairs.

"What... what's going on?" Zhou Minhao looked up at Lu Mingfei. Reason told him that it was absolutely impossible for Duanlongtai to kindly let him come back and heal his injuries at the same time.

"What? What's going on?" Lu Mingfei looked completely bewildered. "Are you still half asleep?"

Zhou Minhao was silent for two seconds, thinking he understood, then let out an "Ah!" and collapsed to the ground again, rolling his eyes and "fainting".

The middle-aged man from the Zhou family and Ye Shengjiu, De Yaji, and others who had witnessed the entire process were speechless.

Such exaggerated acting!

Lu Mingfei finished his work in less than a minute. The group of students who had just landed on the deck behind him were still immersed in the joy of escaping death, completely unaware that they had boarded a pirate ship.

With nothing happening here, Professor Mans looked at the group of clueless high school students on the deck and felt a slight headache.

They used to boast about how powerful the Zhou family's treasure was, but it couldn't even kill a second-generation species. Guderian also boasted that Lu Mingfei's archery skills were divine, but his sword strike to the head just now was slightly off, allowing the dragon servant to survive by chance.

Lu Mingfei had already ignored the attack with his sword, figuring the remaining dragons were probably dead, so he didn't think much of it and turned to instruct the other executive officers to clean up the mess.

According to the consensus of the hybrid society, once ordinary humans become aware of the existence of dragons and hybrids, their memories must be erased, and no one can protect them.

However, it also depends on who is protecting them. If it's Lu Mingfei, then we have to go back to the point.

When Professor Mans was instructing his men to clean up the mess, his eyes were actually fixed on Lu Mingfei, afraid that his words might displease him.

Fortunately, the intelligence department of the executive branch was right this time. Lu Mingfei and his classmates did indeed have irreconcilable conflicts, or more accurately, there was discord within a small group led by Zhao Menghua.

The man with the severed arm and crossbow was dragged aside, tied up, and prepared for interrogation. The remaining one, Dao Lang, who had kidnapped the boatman, had been knocked unconscious earlier and was still unconscious. He would be captured along with him later to be his fellow sufferers.

As the executive team approached, they noticed that not only were all handsome men and beautiful women, but they also had familiar Asian faces, dressed in black combat uniforms and carrying weapons. Chen Wenwen and the others immediately assumed that they were from a secret national organization, such as the legendary Dragon Group.

And Lu Mingfei is also the legendary Dragon Group prodigy – Longya!
Some who had heard Lu Mingfei boast before recalled that this guy had fantasized more than once about becoming a cool agent and saving the world. They used to think he was just daydreaming and crazy, and laughed at him. But now they know that he was just stating the facts, and the clown was actually themselves.

Although they didn't know why the Dragon Group agents had to obey the orders of a few foreigners, they ignored this small matter and only looked at Lu Mingfei, who was surrounded by the Dragon Group agents like a star, with envy and regret in their eyes.

If I had known Lu Mingfei was this awesome, I wouldn't have followed the crowd and criticized him before.

If you build a good relationship with him, maybe he'll get a share of the Monster Hunter live-action game.

Unlike now, we can only watch from afar, and even if we meet, we can only call him "Master".

A pitiful, thick barrier has already separated them.

But soon, they had no time for sentimentality, because these Dragon Group agents had no intention of untying them. Instead, they took out a spray bottle with no markings or national certification and sprayed it on them.

"Cough cough, holy crap, what the hell is this thing?!"

"Hold your breath! The taste is wrong, it's too strong!"

"Hey, is this how you treat the flowers of our motherland? Do you even deserve to be called public servants? What exactly are you protecting? You're protecting nothing at all!"

"What the hell do you want? Do you even know who my dad is? Let me go right now!"

The group was making a ruckus, but the executives remained unmoved. They had assigned more tasks than these kids had ever taken any exams, and their hearts were as cold as the knife in their hands.

The only exception was intern Selma, who still retained some of the naiveté of a college student. Seeing these younger students, she felt a surge of sympathy and, while spraying them in the face, explained:

"You saw something you shouldn't have seen. In order not to affect your future lives or the stability of society, we can only have you erase this memory."

"Are you vampires or Men in Black? Why don't you use flashbangs for this death game?"

“We are eyewitnesses to this incident, and we have the right to know the truth. You cannot…”

A group of people were shouting and babbling, but they couldn't shake the heart of the ruthless executive specialist. Zhao Menghua, the backbone of the department, had lost the support of the people. He had landed incorrectly and collapsed unconscious. He was still unconscious.

Chen Wenwen lagged behind, glanced at her incompetent boyfriend, then followed her gaze to her former follower in the crowd, calling out sweetly:

"Lu Mingfei, we won't leak any secrets. Make them stop right now."

Her words immediately gave everyone a new pillar of support, and they all turned to look in Lu Mingfei's direction, beginning to appeal to their emotions:
"Old Lu, Brother Lu, God Lu, please give me a chance, considering I borrowed twenty yuan from you before!"

"Yeah, Lao Lu, you don't need to pay back the five yuan you owe me for internet fees. From now on, I'll cover all your all-nighter fees!"

"And me too, I'll send you all 10GB of my treasured torrents, so they can stop!"

Over there, Professor Mans and the others looked at Lu Mingfei with strange expressions, wanting to laugh but not daring to, pretending not to hear.

Ye Sheng and Jiu Deya pinched each other's arms, not daring to laugh out loud for fear of being punished by their boss. When they saw Zhou Minhao lying on the ground with his lips twitching as if he were about to come back to life, they kicked him to remind him to play the role of a corpse properly.

Lu Mingfei was speechless. After someone shouted, "Lu Mingfei, say something!" he finally couldn't hold back anymore, putting one hand to his forehead and waving the other lightly.
"Bury them all, and hurry up."

(End of this chapter)