Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's War Journey

"Fine! Fifty thousand it is! I'll call my dad right now and have him send the money over!" Su Xiaoqiang said through gritted teeth. She couldn't bear to watch her classmate have both legs broken.

"Lu Mingfei, consider this money a loan from me. Remember to pay me back later," Su Xiaoqiang said to Lu Mingfei as she took out her phone.

Although her family is wealthy, if she were to give 50,000 yuan to a classmate who is not related to her, her parents would definitely have to explain it to her, and she might even be severely questioned.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her movement.

Su Xiaoqiang looked up in surprise and met Lu Mingfei's calm gaze.

"Thank you." Lu Mingfei sincerely thanked Su Xiaoqiang.

After all, it's really rare to go to such lengths for a classmate you're not that close to.

Then, he stepped forward and used his not-so-broad back to completely shield Su Xiaoqiang behind him.

His eyes had turned completely cold. If these people still intended to block the way, he wouldn't hesitate to take action.

"I'll say it one last time: I will return double the money I took in a while, and that will be the end of it. Do you understand?"

His tone remained calm, but anyone could hear the threat beneath that calm.

Scarface's face twitched; he was thoroughly enraged by Lu Mingfei's overbearing attitude.

"You're asking for it! Come at me all at once!" Scarface completely lost his last bit of patience and shouted loudly.

The thugs at the front, who had been holding back for a long time, charged forward with howls upon hearing the order!

"Ah!" Su Xiaoqiang had never seen such a scene before. She screamed in fright and instinctively closed her eyes tightly. Her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

Chen Wenwen, who was hiding not far away, was trembling all over and almost collapsed to the ground. Zhao Menghua and the other two were also pale. They did not expect things to escalate to the point of involving knives.

Just as the first cleaver was about to fall on Lu Mingfei's head, he moved.

He sidestepped like a fish and crashed into the arms of the thug who was charging at the front. While dodging the blade, his right hand gripped the other man's wrist holding the knife like an iron clamp and twisted it forcefully.

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the thug let out a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered. His face contorted in agony, and the machete slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Without pausing, Lu Mingfei swiftly grabbed the fallen machete with his left hand. The instant he grasped the hilt, his eyes narrowed, and with a backhand slash, he used the back of the blade to strike the carotid artery on the side of the neck of another thug charging from the side.

Before the thug could even utter a sound, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted like a lump of mud, collapsing to the ground.

He didn't kill him, not because he was soft-hearted, but because reason reminded him that this was a city park, and not far away was the school and normal society he longed to return to.

He didn't want to get involved in a murder case, which would completely destroy his hope of returning to an ordinary life.

Lu Mingfei kept swinging his machete, using the back of the blade to slash at the thugs around him, or to parry. Each swing was accompanied by a scream and a falling figure. At the same time, he moved nimbly, dodging attacks from all directions.

Hiding behind Lu Mingfei, Su Xiaoqiang secretly opened one eye and saw Lu Mingfei nimbly sidestep a slash coming from the front, while his elbow, like a cannonball, slammed into the chest of someone trying to sneak up on him.

The man flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into a tree trunk a few steps away before collapsing unconscious.

Her mouth dropped open, her mind went blank, and she couldn't connect the boy in front of her, who seemed to be possessed by a war god and moved with ease amidst the flashing swords, with the loser in her class who had little presence.

However, he also had to protect Su Xiaoqiang behind him, which greatly limited his movement and counterattack space.

For a moment, he was in a rather awkward situation, feeling like he couldn't fight against so many opponents.

His dark blue down jacket began to be slashed by the thugs' wildly waving machetes, the white down feathers like willow catkins, mixed with a few streaks of blood seeping from his body.

"Protect yourself!" Lu Mingfei saw an opening, shouted, and shoved the terrified Su Xiaoqiang behind a thick tree, hoping to gain more room to maneuver.

In that instant when he was distracted protecting Su Xiaoqiang, a cleaver, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, grazed past his ribs.

"Sizzle!!!"

The thick down jacket was easily cut open, and the down inside mixed with a little blood floated out. Immediately afterwards, another knife came from behind him. Although he managed to dodge to the side in time, the tip of the knife still left a burning bloody mark on his shoulder.

The pain stimulated Lu Mingfei's nerves, but it did not make him panic. Instead, it made the cold gold in his eyes reappear.

A violent aura began to surge in his chest, a roar of primal killing instinct urging him to unleash his full power and tear those guys in front of him to shreds.

"Lu Mingfei... calm down... you can't be a murderer..."

Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth and kept silently chanting to himself, using his remaining rationality to forcefully suppress the murderous desire that was about to break free of its cage. The veins on his arms bulged from the excessive force.

Seeing that he was injured, the thugs became even more arrogant and attacked with even greater ferocity.

"He's dying! Get around him!"

"Kill him!"

Scarface watched anxiously from the sidelines. He hadn't expected that so many people couldn't even take down a student, and that so many of his brothers had been injured.

His eyes hardened, a hint of malice flashing within them. Seizing the opportunity when Lu Mingfei was entangled by several people, he crouched down, bypassed the crowd, and headed straight for Su Xiaoqiang, who was hiding behind a big tree, trembling with fear.

"Hey little girl! Come here!" Scarface grinned menacingly as he reached out his thick, tattooed arm and grabbed at Su Xiaoqiang like an eagle snatching a chick.

He planned to use the girl to blackmail that troublesome kid!

"Ah!" Su Xiaoqiang was so frightened that her face turned pale. She instinctively shrank back, but her heel tripped on a protruding tree root. She screamed and fell to the ground, about to be caught.

"court death!"

Lu Mingfei's eyes flashed with cold light. He could tolerate being injured himself, but he could not tolerate anyone harming the people he was protecting in front of him.

In his vision, Su Xiaoqiang, who was now sitting on the ground with a look of terror on her face, seemed to overlap with the red-haired figure from the depths of his memory, who was on the verge of death in the snow, yet still stubborn.

At this moment, all that bullshit hope of returning to an ordinary life was thrown to the back of his mind!

He lunged forward, using his back to block the knife coming from the side, and using the force of the impact, he charged towards Scarface like a cheetah!

The machete in his hand was no longer used with the back of the blade, but with the gleaming edge, which he used to slash upwards from a very tricky angle.

Yagyu Shinkage Ryuu - Tsubame Fan

This slash was swift, precise, and ruthless! The target was Scarface's outstretched arm aimed at Su Xiaoqiang.

Scarface felt a blur before his eyes, followed by a piercing pain in his arm. To his horror, he saw his forearm fly off the ground. He hadn't even seen how the other person had struck him.

"Ah!!! My hand! My hand!" Scarface screamed in agony, clutching his severed arm and collapsing to his knees, the ground beneath him instantly stained crimson with blood.

The scene was so horrifying that it instantly stunned all the thugs who were still attacking. They looked at their leader, who was lying on the ground screaming, and at the young man holding a blood-dripping cleaver with eyes as cold as a demon. A chill rose from the bottom of their hearts, and their attacking movements all froze.

Lu Mingfei stood holding the knife, slightly panting. His down jacket was torn in several places and stained with blood, with a few drops of dark red liquid slowly dripping from the tip of the knife.

He scanned the thugs around him, who were now silent with fear, his pale golden eyes devoid of any human emotion.

It's unclear which thug's mental defenses completely collapsed, but after shouting, he threw down his machete and ran away.

This was like a domino effect; the remaining thugs completely lost their will to fight and only wanted to escape this hellish scene immediately.

"Trying to run away?"

Lu Mingfei let out a low, almost beast-like growl. They had attacked him en masse, and now that things were going badly, they wanted to just run away? There was no such easy way out!

If they are not made to pay a sufficient price, similar troubles will only continue to arise!

He suddenly lunged forward, faster than before. He was still using the back of the blade of his machete, but the force and angle of his swing had become ruthless and merciless.

Click!

"Ah!" A thug who had only taken two steps suddenly collapsed to the ground with a scream as his lower leg bent at an abnormal angle.

boom!

"My arm!" Another thug was hit hard on the elbow joint by the back of the knife, and his entire arm went limp and hung down instantly.

Lu Mingfei was like a tiger among sheep. Every swing of his knife accurately hit the joints, shinbones, shoulder blades and other vital parts. The crisp sound of bones cracking and the shrill screams of pain rose and fell.

Within ten seconds, all the thugs who had tried to escape were lying on the ground, clutching their broken limbs and howling in pain; none of them could stand up anymore.

The park, which had just been filled with shouts of fighting, was now littered with groaning and writhing bodies.

Lu Mingfei stood in the center, his machete stained with blood. He looked around to make sure there were no more threats when a sharp shout came from behind him.

"Hands up! Don't move!"

Lu Mingfei turned his head sharply, but his body froze the next moment as two uniformed police officers pointed their guns at him.

This was reported to the authorities by Chen Wenwen. She reported it to the authorities immediately when she saw those thugs with knives preparing to attack Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei loosened his grip, and the blood-stained cleaver clattered to the ground.

Then he slowly raised his hands above his head.

"It's over..." This was the only thought in Lu Mingfei's mind at that moment.