Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei finds a Freylian

The heavy Hummer roared, its tires spinning wildly, kicking up clouds of mud and sand. The vehicle tilted at an astonishing angle before crashing headfirst onto the highway embankment!

"Dangdang!"

The Hummer slammed heavily onto the road, sending everyone tumbling about. But Yuan Zhisheng didn't stop; he immediately corrected his course, speeding the Hummer to its limit in the opposite direction from the police cordon, hurtling across the empty, rain-soaked highway!

Behind them, sirens blared again, and a large number of police cars turned around, their lights flashing erratically, giving chase.

"Shake them off, Sakura," Genji calmly ordered as he maneuvered the massive Hummer through the slippery road.

"Yes." Sakura immediately took out a tablet computer and her fingers flew across the screen. Soon, the traffic lights at the intersection and on the overpass ahead began to malfunction, with red and green lights flashing erratically. Road construction barriers suddenly appeared on the navigation map, guiding the pursuing police cars in the wrong direction.

Inside the car, Lu Mingfei rubbed his aching head, looked out the window at the rapidly receding Tokyo night view and the chaotic lights gradually disappearing behind him, let out a long sigh, then pulled out a bottle of mineral water from under the seat—a bottle someone had left there—twisted it open, and took a big gulp.

"Exciting!" He wiped his mouth, his carefree smile returning, and gave Yuan Zhisheng a thumbs up. "Senior, your driving skills are superb! The welcome ceremony at the Japanese branch was truly unique and memorable!"

Genji glanced at him in the rearview mirror, then at the silver-haired elf sitting quietly beside him, and finally just gave a faint "hmm" before focusing on the road ahead.

Chapter 349 What exactly did you do?

Five minutes later.

"Ouch! We said we weren't going to stop chasing you, why are you chasing us so relentlessly! Is this car safe?" Lu Mingfei cried out in pain, clutching his head which had hit the back of the front seat after another violent impact.

“I didn’t expect them to keep chasing us,” Yuan Zhisheng said expressionlessly, his hands firmly on the steering wheel as he weaved through the police cars. “If, and I mean if, this car has been specially modified, its side bulletproof capabilities are actually quite limited. Some areas are just reinforced steel plates, which may not be able to completely stop continuous sniping. Wouldn’t that be more exciting?”

The Hummer had just made its way onto the highway thanks to its formidable off-road capabilities. After leaving the bumpy salt flats, the ride became much smoother, but this didn't mean it was safe. On the contrary, the flat, wide highway was the perfect hunting ground for those high-powered police cars!

Japanese police are experienced in dealing with street racers, and their modified police cars are just as capable as luxury sports cars. Heavy off-road vehicles like the Hummer, on the other hand, are at a disadvantage in terms of straight-line acceleration and agility on public roads.

Lu Mingfei's ears were filled with all sorts of teeth-grinding noises: the roar of the engine, the sharp friction of the tires against the ground, the muffled "bangs" of the police cars behind him constantly hitting the rear and sides of the car, and the ear-piercing sound of metal scraping violently.

Each impact caused the heavy Hummer to shake violently, and Lu Mingfei rolled around on the large leather seats like a bean in a sieve.

Fortunately, Caesar and Chu Zihang were sitting on either side of him. Although they were also shaken quite a bit, their superior core strength and reflexes allowed them to extend their arms or cushion the impact with their bodies, preventing Lu Mingfei from actually getting a head injury.

"Damn it! What did your men do?" Caesar roared at the driver's seat as he steadied himself, his voice drowning out the noise. "This guy in the back is trying to kill us! The way he's chasing us is like we're mortal enemies!"

"I don't know." Yuan Zhisheng jerked the steering wheel, narrowly avoiding a police car crashing into his side with a dangerous fishtail, while simultaneously slamming on the brakes.

A police car following behind was caught off guard and crashed hard into the Hummer's heavy rear bumper. It instantly lost control, spun and slid off the road, temporarily blocking the traffic behind it.

"Even if Yasha and Crow did something even more outrageous, they wouldn't tell Sakura. But I don't think so, those two are lolicon, they're not interested in old women."

"Damn it! What kind of reason is that!" Lu Mingfei had just caught his breath when he was thrown off balance by another impact.

Despite the brief chaos caused by the out-of-control police car, more police vehicles quickly bypassed the obstacles from both sides, forming an encirclement again. Snipers continued to fire in a deterrent manner, bullets clanging against the Humvee, leaving dents and bullet holes.

The side window of the car had already been shattered by stray bullets, letting in cold wind and rain. If he hadn't been moving along an irregular S-shaped path, making it difficult for snipers to predict his movements, the tires would probably have been accurately blown out long ago.

Suddenly, a blinding flash of light, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, swept low overhead from above the vehicle and exploded with a deafening roar on the road a dozen meters ahead. A massive fireball rose into the air, and the shockwave shook the Hummer. Countless tiny shrapnel and gravel pelted the hood and windshield with a crackling sound, leaving behind a dense array of white spots.

“RPG!” Caesar glanced at a twisted shrapnel embedded beside his seat, his brow furrowing. “This isn’t a civilian weapon. It seems it wasn’t just the police; after the Air Self-Defense Force was outmaneuvered, the Ground Self-Defense Force’s rapid reaction force may have intervened as well.”

"You've gone too far! Can't you give us a way out?!" Lu Mingfei, dizzy from the explosion, clutched his head and wailed, "Consider that some of us might want to abandon our evil ways and surrender!"

“The F-16 is being threatened by an unfamiliar aircraft, so the Self-Defense Forces will definitely have to scramble,” Genjiro judged. “Now the trouble is even bigger. If they are arrested, they will be put in a secret prison and questioned about whether they are spies sent by the United States.”

“Looks like it’s our turn to make a move,” Caesar began rolling up the oversized sleeves of his world-class kimono, revealing his sleek forearms, his eyes gleaming with a fighting spirit. “I need to borrow the RPG in the back. I’ll take care of the vehicle with the RPG first and clear things up.”

"No, you can't," Chu Zihang immediately objected.

Just as Lu Mingfei felt a surge of relief that someone was being rational, Chu Zihang continued, "Using an RPG can't guarantee that innocent people won't be hurt; a shotgun is the most suitable." As he spoke, he deftly grabbed a Remington 870 shotgun from behind him and began checking the ammunition.

"Hey! You two heroes!" Lu Mingfei quickly intervened, "RPGs and shotguns are serious crimes of assaulting police officers and endangering public safety, okay? Once the gun is fired, the nature of the offense changes completely! Can't we resolve this peacefully? Like the guy next to me?"

As he spoke, he gently nudged Frillie, who was sitting quietly beside him, with his elbow. From the moment the police cars began their frantic pursuit, Frillie had simply watched the scenery rushing past the window and the flashing police lights, as if the life-or-death race unfolding outside had nothing to do with her. She adjusted her posture to make herself more comfortable amidst the swaying.

Upon hearing Lu Mingfei's words, Frilian turned her head slightly, her emerald eyes looking at him, then glanced at Genjiro, who was sitting in the driver's seat with a tense expression, and gently shook her head.

“He said this is Japan, their territory, and they make the rules,” Frillie repeated Genji’s earlier words. “Besides, he wants to show the headquarters specialists what they’re capable of. It wouldn’t be polite to interfere now.”

Lu Mingfei was taken aback and looked at Yuan Zhisheng. He saw that although the head of the Japanese branch's executive bureau had a serious expression and was focused on driving, he also had a smile on his face.

It seems this senior is planning to use this opportunity to flex his muscles and establish dominance among the unit's aces.

Once he understood this, Lu Mingfei immediately relaxed and even leaned back to adjust to a more comfortable position.

"Alright, alright," he waved his hand. "Senior, if you want to show off your skills, go ahead. We'll just treat it as watching a live version of 'Fast & Furious Japan.' Frillie, let's just be spectators and have some sunflower seeds. Oh, no sunflower seeds. Save your energy."

He said that, but in his heart he was thinking: Fine, saves me the trouble of doing it myself. If I'm really pushed to the limit, activating Time Zero would be too disruptive and incredibly energy-consuming; it's best to avoid it if possible. Since the landlord wants to show off, then I'll give him the stage.

Caesar and Chu Zihang also noticed Frilian's attitude and Lu Mingfei's sudden relaxation. They exchanged a glance, and although they weren't completely off guard, they abandoned their plan to immediately unleash heavy firepower.

Chu Zihang placed the loaded shotgun back at his feet, but his hand remained on it. Caesar, arms crossed, watched Yuan Zhisheng with a leisurely air.

“Miss Frillian is right,” Genjiro said, sensing the subtle shift in the atmosphere in the back seat. “In Japan, we are the ones in control. Now, please calm down and let’s see how we solve this problem.”

Chapter 350 Yabuki Sakura

“That’s quite a boast.” Caesar raised an eyebrow, his interest growing. “I’m very interested to see what methods the Japanese branch has to shake off at least several dozen police cars, and possibly Self-Defense Force vehicles, without using firearms.”

Genjiro smiled. Ever since the plane landed, he had been completely thrown off balance by these crazy and immature guys from headquarters. It was like a samurai who was ready for battle, but his opponent was performing a ridiculous dance in front of him.

But now, the situation has become tense to the point of life and death, and the initiative seems to have returned to his hands. He excels at dealing with such extremely dire and critical situations, far more so than at handling lighthearted banter.

"A message from Princess Kaguya," Sakura, in the passenger seat, reported, looking at her tablet. "The entire highway is closed off in front and behind, and more police cars and vehicles suspected to be Self-Defense Force vehicles are arriving from various entrances. The total number is expected to exceed three hundred soon."

"Who is Princess Kaguya?" Caesar thought it sounded a lot like Norma.

“The artificial intelligence system independently developed by the Japanese branch functions similarly to Norma at headquarters, but operates independently,” Genji explained briefly. “She has a data interface with Norma, but the monitoring and computing core is in Tokyo.”

Caesar seemed thoughtful. He had always assumed Norma's surveillance network covered the globe, but he hadn't expected that Japan would have its own independent system. This seemed to suggest that the Japanese branch was far more independent than the other branches.

The police cars began ramming the Hummer more frequently and violently, pushing it from the sides and rear towards the median strip or the ditch beside it. In this situation, maintaining a highly maneuverable S-shaped maneuver became extremely difficult for Genji. This was the police's final warning of force; if he didn't surrender, the next step could be to cause a rollover accident.

"Without firearms, it seems we'll have a hard time escaping," Chu Zihang objectively assessed. "Besides, the Hummer has already reached its speed limit; any faster and the car will be totaled."

"Hmm, shall we make a bet?" Genji chuckled. "One minute to shake off the car behind you."

"Hey!" Caesar's competitive spirit was immediately aroused. "I'll bet you! If you can shake off the police car within one minute, you win."

“Okay, 50 seconds left.” Genji glanced at the clock on the dashboard, a slight smile playing on his lips. “The bet?”

Caesar stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up: "The loser shall throw a party at the most luxurious and exclusive host club in Tokyo, and all expenses shall be borne by the loser!"

"A male escort nightclub?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but interject, "Did I hear that right?"

He glanced at the three handsome men with distinct styles beside him, swallowed his words, and changed his question to, "What are we going there for?"

“It’s not like we haven’t tried it before; Frilian might be interested,” Caesar shrugged, giving him a knowing look. “Since we’re in Japan, of course we should experience the most localized and top-notch stuff. You can find regular nightclubs anywhere.”

"30 seconds," Yuan Zhisheng reminded him, while simultaneously making a sharp turn, narrowly avoiding a police car that was trying to cut him off from the side. "A gamble?"

Genjiro was confident of victory, his eyes radiating absolute self-assurance.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang both looked ahead. The straight highway stretched out under the night sky, and apart from the desolate salt flats and scattered lights, there was nothing else in sight. There were no forks in the road, no hidden exits, no way to go up or down.

This isn't a movie; there are no 007-style spy gadgets. This is just a modified Hummer, and Genji insists on not using its heavy weaponry. Less than half a minute remains.

What could he do? Lu Mingfei was extremely curious.

"I'll bet!" Caesar said without hesitation, reaching across the back of his chair. "A wild party at Tokyo's top host club! The loser not only has to book the entire place, but also wear the most dazzling host outfit and toast everyone in the room!"

"20 seconds." Genji freed one hand and gave Caesar a high five as a pledge.

"Sakura, come here." Genji said calmly, his gaze fixed straight ahead.

"Yes," Sakura replied softly from the passenger seat.

Then, something happened that made the three people in the back seat widen their eyes.

With incredibly flexible and agile movements, Sakura climbed over the passenger seat and onto the back. She was tall for a Japanese woman, but in the limited space inside the car, her movements were as fluid as a boneless cat, moving close to the gap between the seat and her body.

Lu Mingfei felt a slightly chilly scent carrying the fragrance of plum blossoms approaching, and then a soft and elastic body pressed against him, climbing towards the third row of seats.

As she crawled, she deftly unbuttoned her black suit with one hand, took off her coat, and then her shirt! What was revealed below was not the skin one might expect, but a black combat suit made of special fabric that clung to her body, covered with all sorts of thin and sharp metal blades.

Shuriken, kunai, and short blades gleamed with a chilling light in the dim light inside the car.

Caesar whistled loudly, purely to admire the skill and the figure.

Lu Mingfei let out a "whoosh" and quickly covered his eyes. It wasn't that he was frightened by the blades, but rather that Sakura's figure was completely exposed under the outline of that close-fitting combat suit. Her curves were breathtaking. Don't look! Don't look!

“Ninja?” Chu Zihang instantly understood. He had always thought this girl was unusually quiet and had a weak presence; it turned out she was no ordinary assistant.

"Whoosh!"

Sakura deftly hooked open the rear hatch of the Hummer with her foot, grabbed the door frame with one hand, and effortlessly flipped herself onto the roof as if weightless. The night wind howled and the rain poured down, yet she clung to the roof of the speeding, violently shaking vehicle like a giant black spider.

Chu Zihang and Caesar simultaneously rolled down their car windows and leaned out to look up, eager to see what methods the female ninja would use.

Sakura stood steadily on the roof of the car, her legs slightly apart to withstand the strong wind and jolts. Without deliberately lowering her body, she faced the wind and the pursuing police cars, her hands transforming into two blurry afterimages as she waved them continuously into the darkness.

Caesar and Chu Zihang could not see the weapon she threw with their naked eyes; they could only hear countless subtle yet sharp whooshing sounds, like the whisper of death brushing past the tips of grass, blending into the noise of the gale and the engine.

Immediately afterwards, something unexpected happened in the pursuing police convoy.

One after another, police cars suddenly emitted a hissing, snorting sound as their front tires began to puncture, then went out of control. Sakura's thrown metal blades were as thin as cicada wings, yet their edges were incredibly sharp. They embedded themselves precisely into the surface of the rapidly spinning tires, and as the wheel completed a full rotation, these deadly blades were pressed deep into the tires by the immense centrifugal force and pressure, causing them to burst.

"Oh my! Beautiful! So beautiful!" Caesar couldn't help but exclaim, disregarding the danger, he leaned most of his body out of the car window and raised his phone, "That's so cool! Miss Sakura! Look this way! Give me your sharpest, most murderous look!"

Caesar was not upset at all about losing the bet; on the contrary, he was completely captivated by Sakura's masterful throwing technique.

This wasn't a sniper precisely aiming from a concealed position, but rather a master wielding ink and brush, each stroke a deadly move. Centered on her, countless silver streaks of light, like butterflies imbued with life, traced graceful yet deadly arcs, weaving into a storm of metal.

Caesar recalled the mysterious female ninja he had fought in the darkness, but compared to Sakura's elegant and efficient skills before him, his memory was hazy.

Chapter 351 Wanted

Hearing Caesar's call, Sakura lowered her head slightly, her long hair cascading down in the swirling night wind. Just then, another rocket launched by the Self-Defense Forces whistled past not far above the vehicle, exploding in the air a short distance away. The dazzling flash of fire instantly illuminated Sakura's figure in a fiery red, outlining her slender yet upright profile and her extremely calm eyes.

Caesar's phone shutter clicked, capturing this incredibly impactful moment.

"Wow! Valkyrie!" Caesar shrunk back into the car, clapping enthusiastically and showering her with praise.

Behind them, seven or eight police cars with flat tires lost control one after another and crashed together, quickly forming a steel barrier across the road.

The following police cars couldn't brake in time and crashed into the pile of garbage one after another. Some were pushed off the roadside, and others smashed through the guardrails, creating chaos and completely blocking the road. The sirens and flashing lights of the pursuing police cars were left far behind.

Genjiro took the unlit Seven Stars cigarette he had been holding in his mouth and tossed it out the window. A tiny spark bounced and disappeared in the darkness, as if a silent mockery of the entire Kanagawa Prefectural Police and even the Self-Defense Forces involved.

Sakura gracefully flipped back into the car from the roof like a feather, landing on the passenger seat. Her breathing was steady, as if she had only been on the roof for a short while. She turned to Lu Mingfei, who was still covering his eyes, and calmly said, "Lu-kun, could you please get my clothes? Thank you."