Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Bullet Screen Wish Machine

His throat was being choked, and a strong feeling of suffocation came over him. Lu Mingze subconsciously relaxed his grip.

Neither of the brothers were skilled fighters, nor had they undergone any special training. They were unable to control their instincts and endure the pain to continue fighting.

In the instant Lu Mingze relaxed his guard, Lu Mingfei seized the opportunity and pushed him off him.

Lu Mingfei got up as quickly as possible and tried to suppress Lu Mingze. Lu Mingze realized his intention and resisted immediately, but he was pulled by the belt and stumbled.

Lu Mingfei flipped over and straddled Lu Mingze's back, then suddenly tightened his belt!

Lu Mingze's face flushed red. He reached for the belt around his neck and shook his body violently, trying to shake Lu Mingfei off.

Lu Mingfei clung to Lu Mingze like a cowboy on a mad bull, refusing to let go until he saw Lu Mingze's eyes bulging, his face turning purple, and he was about to die. Only then did he loosen his belt.

"Huff, huff—"

Lu Mingze lay on the ground, panting heavily, his face showing the terror of surviving a disaster.

Lu Mingfei's madness terrified him. He didn't think his cousin had changed; he just felt that Lu the Devil had been living in his house for years, and his true nature had finally been revealed.

He had just thought that he was really going to be strangled to death by Lu Mingfei.

But the story isn't over yet.

Panting heavily, Lu Mingfei supported himself with one hand and gritted his teeth as he swung the Seven Wolves sword!

"Lu Mingfei, what are you doing?!"

Lu Mingze's eyes widened in terror, and he screamed.

"Snapped!"

A sharp crack rang out, followed by Lu Mingze's scream!

Lu Mingfei remained silent, only swinging the belt, leaving afterimages.

Outside, lightning flashed and thunder roared; inside, ghosts howled and wolves howled.

Amidst the incessant crackling sounds, Lu Mingfei became more and more adept at fighting. The belt in his hand seemed to transform into a whip, and his cousin on the ground seemed to turn into a spinning top, beginning to tumble and roll!

You ask me what I want to do?

Lu Mingfei grinned—

Today I'm going to show you what filial piety and brotherly love truly mean!

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Mingfei stopped.

It wasn't that he was tired from hitting, but that his belt broke.

Lu Mingze lay on the ground, barely alive.

In fact, Lu Mingze wanted to beg for mercy when he received the first lash.

But the first lash struck his mouth, rendering him unable to speak.

When he was about to be lashed a second time, Lu Mingze tried to run away.

But the second lash struck his leg, preventing him from running away.

Three lashes shatter the纨绔's soul; cousin, I'm a normal person.

On this stormy night, Lu Mingze was whipped like a top by his devilish cousin, who was wielding a belt.

Lu Mingfei sat at his computer desk, panting heavily.

Exhausted, yet with an indescribable sense of exhilaration.

All the pent-up frustration he had accumulated over the years was released with each lash.

This is insane...

Lu Mingfei lowered his head, and on the smooth floor, a familiar yet unfamiliar face was reflected. The boy in the reflection had red eyes and a hint of ferocity on his face.

He didn't regret it; in fact, he felt a little smug when he slapped Lu Mingze.

But after calming down, Lu Mingfei himself found it unbelievable.

He actually beat up Lu Mingze.

Just now, Lu Mingze was crying and promising that he would definitely return that money to him.

However, Lu Mingfei knew that this kid had only temporarily given in.

Once his aunt returns from her parents' home, he will most likely regain his former self and revert to his original "Prince Ze" persona.

Besides, my uncle will be home from work by tomorrow night at the latest.

Although Lu Mingfei tried to avoid hitting Lu Mingze's face when spinning the top, Lu Mingze refused to cooperate and kept rolling around, taking the hits to his face several times.

Perhaps my uncle will notice something is wrong.

Lu Mingfei's brain was working at lightning speed. After gaining the power of courage, his big head gradually usurped the position of the command center!

A thought flashed through Lu Mingfei's mind, and he recalled a wish he had just seen on Lu Mingze's screen.

He turned his head and his gaze fell on the old IBM laptop.

"Lu Mingze, do you know that your family is about to face a terrible disaster?"

Lu Mingfei said expressionlessly.

"...Wh-what?!"

Lu Mingze was stunned for a moment, completely caught off guard.

"Do you remember? This old laptop was something my uncle secretly brought back from his workplace. Back then, it was worth over 20,000 yuan."

Lu Mingfei sat on the computer armrest, typing on the keyboard:

"My uncle works for a state-owned enterprise. In political class, we learned about something called embezzlement, which fits perfectly... Hmm, I've found it."

The misappropriated funds should be valued at the time, and the threshold for filing a case is 5,000 yuan. Even considering the depreciation of the old computer, the secondhand price of this IBM at the time would exceed that amount.

"In other words, what if someone accidentally dialed a whistleblower's number—"

He leaned down, looked at Lu Mingze's face, and said, word by word:

"Uncle, you're going to jail."

"No, that's impossible! You're lying to me!"

Lu Mingze became agitated.

Lu Mingfei didn't answer. He just grabbed Lu Mingze by the collar, pulled him up from the ground, and forced him to look at the computer screen.

Lu Mingze stared intently at the monitor, carefully reading every word of the legal provisions. When he finally understood the contents and cases in the encyclopedia, his heart sank to the bottom.

"No, no... As long as you return the computer to the office, everything will be fine. Don't try to threaten me!"

Lu Mingze suddenly broke free from his restraints.

He realized he had just made a mistake—his father's workplace conducts an annual asset audit, and if there were any real problems, they would have been exposed long ago.

In Lu Mingze's memory, before each asset inventory, the superior would issue a notice, at which point his father would take the laptop back to his workplace to re-register, and then take it home to use again.

Simply clear the data on the computer, and then put it back without anyone noticing...

"Do you think criminal investigators are just sitting around doing nothing?"

Lu Mingfei looked at him as if he were a fool:

"With today's technology, who would have their office computer playing StarCraft at two or three in the morning?"

Lu Mingze's dough trembled.

Damn it, how could I forget about this!

Because he had been hogging the computer, Lu Mingfei could only play games secretly at night... Little did he expect that this would become evidence at this moment!

"Of course, it also depends on whether the company is willing to let your uncle off the hook."

Lu Mingfei lay back in the computer chair, propping his cheek up with one hand:

"If the boss is kind-hearted, my uncle will only get a one-year suspended sentence, be fired, and have a criminal record... Sigh, tell me, what company would hire an unemployed middle-aged man who was fired for stealing from his workplace?"

Lu Mingze's fat face trembled:

"Lu Mingfei, you...you're not kidding me! I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

"Oh, and also, if Uncle is unlucky and really goes to jail, the Civil Affairs Bureau will file a lawsuit to revoke his guardianship, and you won't be able to get the money my parents send."

Lu Mingfei looked him over with great interest:

"So, Lu Mingze, as a high school student whose mother loses money gambling all day, whose father was expelled for committing a crime, and whose family has lost its main source of income, are you... ready to embrace your new life?"

Lu Mingze was pale, his lips trembling:

"No, Lu Mingfei, you can't do this, you can't..."

Lu Mingfei crossed his legs, placed his hands on his knees with his fingers interlaced, and calmly looked at Lu Mingze.

With a thud, Lu Mingze knelt down.

He crawled to Lu Mingfei, hugged the latter's leg, and said in a trembling voice:

"Lu Mingfei, I was wrong, I was wrong... Please forgive me, please, I'm so sorry..."

He raised his head, his face showing a mixture of fear and ingratiation, apologizing profusely while slapping himself hard across the face:

"It was my fault for being so talkative! I'm sorry, I was wrong... I'm an animal! I'm an animal! It's all my fault..."

Lu Mingfei didn't answer. He just smiled, lifted his shoe-covered foot, and gently patted the fat face.