Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Bullet Screen Wish Machine

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

Millennium Labor Export Company.

Lu Mingfei stopped Shao Nanyin, who was about to leave work.

"Sister Shao, I have a fight scheduled with someone soon, and I haven't exercised in a long time. Will you practice with me for a round?"

Lu Mingfei said.

This is a lie.

Lu Mingfei's intention was purely to torture Shao Nanyin, since she had a wish displayed above her head, and he could get some wish points after completing the task.

"Boss, this...this isn't a good idea, is it?"

Shao Nanyin wanted to refuse. Although she knew she was pretty bad at it, she was still a real dragon and definitely better than the boss, a bounty hunter.

What if she doesn't hold back and hurts the boss...

"I'll give you ten thousand yuan if you win."

Lu Mingfei held up one finger.

"real?!"

When a dragon is struck at its vital point, its vitals are exploited. Shao Nanyin's eyes sharpened, and she instantly adopted a fighting expression.

Shao Nanyin was once a dragon warrior, fighting on the battlefield between dragons and humans, a true veteran who had seen blood.

For thousands of years, pure-blooded dragons have been repeatedly defeated by the attacks of hybrid species. Especially after the advent of guns and cannons, there have been more and more ruthless things like filling cannonballs with mercury and embedding Philosopher's Stones in bullet heads. Even the Dragon King has become a target of siege.

As the most arrogant creatures on Earth, dragons simply cannot accept this fact.

Although every hybrid organization, when recounting history, repeatedly emphasizes that we made enormous sacrifices to kill the Dragon King, almost shedding every drop of blood, so we must cherish this hard-won victory, and so on.

But to the dragons, this wasn't a question of bloodshed at all.

How could the king be treated like prey, beaten to death by a group of lowly mixed-race people?!

Fueled by such rage, most of the dragons perished under the combined onslaught of modern technology and alchemy. Shao Nanyin was one of the few who died... She was terrified and deserted.

To this, Shao Nanyin was full of confidence—"I've fought so many wars, can't I enjoy myself a little?!"

As a dragon who is very willing to pay for her emotions, Shao Nanyin's monthly expenses are not small.

The boss said that if he beat him up, he would get a 10,000 yuan tip... Shao Nanyin was very tempted.

"it is good."

Shao Nanyin immediately agreed.

Ten minutes later.

Shao Nanyin lay on the ring with her hair disheveled, somewhat disoriented.

"This...this isn't right, is it?"

Despite being a battle-hardened pure-blooded dragon, Shao Nanyin was completely overwhelmed by Lu Mingfei's attacks, finding herself utterly powerless to resist.

The hybrid races these days are terrifying... Shao Nanyin felt more and more that choosing to become a deserter was absolutely the right thing to do.

Lu Mingfei took off his boxing gloves, feeling joy at the announcement from the wishing machine.

He was quite restrained when it came to his own junior employees.

He only realized later that because he hadn't hit her hard enough, the wishes in the live chat hadn't been fulfilled, so he knocked Shao Nanyin out with one punch.

………………

June 4th.

Wednesday.

Today was the day to torture Lu Mingfei, and Zhao Menghua went out in high spirits.

The weather was lovely, the sun was bright red, like a glowing tomato, and Zhao Menghua's mood was as round and full as the white truffle king cake he ate that morning.

So much so that when they performed the group dance in the morning, Zhao Menghua's movements were much lighter.

Cherish this fleeting moment, and wait until the afternoon... Zhao Menghua looked at Lu Mingfei, a smile playing on his lips.

Faced with Zhao Menghua's sudden, grotesque smile, Lu Mingfei instinctively moved a little further away from him.

in the afternoon.

2:11.

Lu Mingfei yawned as he arrived at the gymnasium.

To his surprise, a young woman in a white dress, dressed in an artsy style, was standing at the entrance of the stadium, looking around.

Upon seeing Lu Mingfei, Chen Wenwen immediately jogged a few steps and came to him.

"Lu Mingfei".

Chen Wenwen glanced around, and like underground operatives exchanging intelligence, lowered her voice and said:

"Why did you actually come?"

The girl looked somewhat nervous.

Lu Mingfei was taken aback.

Is Chen Wenwen... here to tip us off?

"If I remember correctly, it was I who issued the challenge to Zhao Menghua."

Lu Mingfei blinked:

"The competition hasn't even started yet, and they've already fired the organizers...isn't that a bit much?"

"You're still in the mood for jokes?!"

Chen Wenwen's eyes widened. "You're not really going to fight him, are you?"

Chen Wenwen was aware of Lu Mingfei's athletic ability. With his skills, he would definitely suffer a great loss against Zhao Menghua, who had received scientific training and professional guidance.

Lu Mingfei felt very strange at this moment; this seemed to be the first time Chen Wenwen had cared about him so much.

Looking at it this way, the 40 favorability rating displayed on the other party is indeed not an exaggeration.

"so."

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment, "President, how about we make a bet?"

"You still have the nerve to talk about this? You..."

"If I win... I mean if I'm okay, give me your hair clip."

Chen Wenwen: "?"

………………

Following behind Lu Mingfei, Chen Wenwen clutched her phone and walked heavily into the taekwondo gym.

Although she really wanted to call the homeroom teacher, Lu Mingfei seriously stopped her, explaining that his sparring with Zhao Menghua was just a friendly exchange and there was no need to make a big deal out of it.

Lu Mingfei assured that if he couldn't beat Zhao Menghua, he would readily admit defeat.

He felt he had spoken quite carefully, without mentioning what would happen if Zhao Menghua couldn't beat him.

Chen Wenwen was skeptical, but she couldn't dissuade Lu Mingfei, so she had no choice but to let him have his way.

The taekwondo dojo is very large, occupying a separate room within the gymnasium.

As the most prestigious private school in the area, Sze Lan Secondary School offers a wide range of extracurricular activities, with various clubs and organizations that have their own activity venues.

Taekwondo has become very popular in recent years.

In the principal's view, practicing Taekwondo is undoubtedly a way to align with international standards, so he generously allocated the largest activity space to the Taekwondo club.

Lu Mingfei felt that the e-sports industry was quite in line with international standards, but unfortunately the school board members did not think so.

The Taekwondo arena is decorated in the same style as a standard dojo, with red, blue and yellow mats on the floor and a square ring in the center.

Unlike boxing rings, the competition stages used in taekwondo and sanda matches have no railings around them.

Zhao Menghua was quite famous at Shilan Middle School. Everyone knew that his family had connections, so when he asked to borrow the venue, the president of the Taekwondo club immediately agreed.

Although there was still some time before the competition started, there were already quite a few people in the venue.

Apart from the medical staff who were waiting by the ring with various first aid equipment, the rest of the audience members all looked like students.

Lu Mingfei glanced around and knew that these audience members were all invited by Zhao Menghua.

The most conspicuous among them were the chubby Xu brothers. Noticing his gaze, the two stood up, gave a sheepish smile, and bowed slightly.

The Xu brothers were merely Zhao Laoda's lackeys, not his henchmen. Lu Mingfei now held a certain amount of prestige, and the brothers didn't want to offend him if they could.

On one side of the ring, Zhao Menghua sat imposingly on a stool, dressed in a black professional Sanda uniform, exuding the aura of a strongman. Several people surrounded him, massaging his muscles and easing his tense shoulders and back.

Upon noticing Lu Mingfei's appearance, Zhao Menghua raised an eyebrow and slightly gestured for everyone to stop.

He looked at Lu Mingfei with a smile in his eyes and stood up.