Dragon Raja: Oh no! Lu Mingfei has been diagnosed with depression!

At the executive restaurant of the Regent Hotel, Mai Shude stared blankly at the text message on her phone. After hesitating for a few seconds, she dialed Su Enxi's number.

"Hey! Long-legged beauty! Has our young master Lu decided to join Kassel College and not go back to Japan?"

Su Enxi's cheerful voice came through the phone. Ever since Lu Mingfei left Japan, this girl has completely let loose and is as free as a swallow taking flight.

For Lu Mingfei to be able to drive a homebody to the point where she wants to stay outside 24/7, he's really something else.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Lu Mingfei hasn't agreed to Guderian yet. He just texted me asking me to prepare a car for him. He's going to do something big."

Mai Shude sighed, "I'm starting to suspect he might have planted a camera on me. I just got to the hotel and was about to get something to eat when he sent me a text message right at the right time."

"What big thing is he planning to do?"

Su Enxi paused for a moment, but quickly became indifferent again. "Never mind, it doesn't matter what he does. I transferred a huge sum of money to your account. That money is enough to buy a Boeing 747. Don't call me about these trivial matters again. I'm very busy."

"The problem is I don't recognize the car model he's talking about."

"Which car does he want? I happen to have my laptop with me right now, I can help you check."

"The 100-ton king".

Saketo Mai said slowly and deliberately, "Lu Mingfei said in the text message that he wanted me to get him a 100-ton truck, and if possible, it would be best to fill it with explosives or something like that."

After a long silence on the other end of the phone, Su Enxi cautiously asked:

"A 100-ton truck loaded with explosives?"

"Yes, so which weapons company manufactured the 100-ton King infantry fighting vehicle?"

"The term '100-ton king' is not a specific vehicle model, but a common industry term that refers to a severely overloaded heavy truck with a total weight exceeding 100 tons."

Su Enxi said, "It's known as the number one killer on the road."

"What the hell! Isn't China the safest country in the world? How could you even let something like this onto the road?"

Mai Shude was taken aback. "But as long as it's not something like a tank, it's alright. At least we can still buy those kinds of things. It's just that the explosives are a bit of a problem."

"Have you been hanging out with Lu Mingfei for too long and lost your mind? This kind of vehicle is obviously illegal. You can't just buy it directly. To turn a heavy truck into a 100-ton king, you have to illegally modify it."

Su Enxi paused for a moment, then said, "Damn it, it's already a hundred-ton truck, what more explosives do they need! This truck itself is a cannonball! What big plan is Lu Mingfei trying to pull?!"

"That sounds like a bad situation..."

Mai Shude's expression turned serious. "What I want to know now is whether Lu Mingfei knows something. He's clearly aiming to inhumanely kill someone. Has the boss given any new orders?"

"The boss told us to cooperate with Lu Mingfei unconditionally."

Su Enxi said helplessly, "I'll send you a number. If it's just a hundred-ton king, you can buy it from him... But forget about explosives. In that country, if you really dare to fill a car with explosives, you'll probably be tortured within minutes."

"I know."

Mai looked at the number on her phone. "Whose number is this?"

"Su Xiaoqiang's father is a miner."

……

late at night.

In the hotel room, Lu Mingfei and Caesar's phones rang at the same time.

"Our Maybach has been delivered downstairs. It took a little longer because there were no cars available."

Caesar hung up the phone and looked at Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang.

"My car has arrived too."

Lu Mingfei stood up. "So far, everything seems to be going smoothly. Hopefully, Odin hasn't locked the gates of his divine kingdom today."

"Does someone like you even care whether the other person locked the door?"

Caesar shrugged. "I thought you preferred to just break down the door."

The three men exchanged a glance, left a note for Guderian, and left the hotel.

A pure black sedan was parked downstairs. Caesar plopped down in the driver's seat and gripped the steering wheel.

"I have a racing license, so I'll drive."

Caesar expertly started the engine, the screen lit up, and a cold blue light flashed on the dial, reflecting on his face. At this moment, the young student council president exuded an imposing leadership aura, making people want to trust him.

"Chu Zihang is in charge of recalling, Lu Mingfei, you are smarter than both me and Chu Zihang, so you will be in charge of making the plan. You are in charge tonight."

"Let's start looking from entrance number 001. My car is parked there."

Lu Mingfei sat in the back row.

"Understood, boss!"

Caesar gave a mocking shout, and the engine, as fierce as a wild beast, began its self-check. The engine's deep roar echoed in the darkness, and the black sedan sped off like an arrow released from a bow.

"But what kind of car did you prepare for yourself? A Bugatti or a Lamborghini? And you parked it so far away."

Caesar deftly shifted gears and accelerated, the Maybach roared to life, but driving was a boring affair, especially since the passengers weren't pretty girls but two taciturn, ruthless men.

Chu Zihang was resting with his eyes closed, but even with his eyes closed, his muscles were tense and his back was straight, so he could only exchange a few words with Lu Mingfei to avoid the awkwardness between them.

"No, it's just a very ordinary car. You'll see it in a bit; it's quite conspicuous."

Lu Mingfei said, "It's just that that car isn't suitable for driving in crowded places, so it can only be parked at the entrance."

"I see, so this is the trump card you prepared for us."

Caesar had to admit that his thinking was gradually converging with Lu Mingfei's; at the very least, he could now understand what Lu Mingfei meant by "ordinary."

A few minutes later, the Maybach climbed up the side road, and the elevated road stretched out like a gray rainbow.

Caesar slammed on the brakes, stuck his head out the window, and stared in disbelief at the enormous creature before him:

"Is this the car you prepared for yourself?"

A heavy truck loaded with ore was parked in front of the Maybach, looking like a giant mountain standing on the road, blocking all the way.

"Damn it! Why didn't you get me one of these too? Maybachs and stuff are totally rubbish compared to this!"

Caesar opened the car door and looked around the truck, uttering exclamations of admiration.

"Because it's uncertain whether the road surface of the overpass can withstand the pressure of three such vehicles."

Lu Mingfei rolled over and got into the driver's seat. The key was on the seat, along with a note:

"I've got the hundred-ton supertanker you wanted, but forget about the explosives. I don't want to experience singing 'Tears Behind Bars' in there!"

Mai Shude certainly didn't disappoint him; fearing the vehicle wouldn't meet the specifications of a 100-ton king, the cargo compartment was also filled with huge amounts of waste ore.