Dragon Tribe: Still Thinking Until Now

After driving a short distance inside, the morning market was opened up. The flow of people suddenly began to thin out, and the awning that extended to the center of the road also disappeared.

The apartments here are no longer open-plan. Behind the white marble walls shaded by trees are modern unit doors with facial recognition. Outside each unit door there is a small pavilion where young security guards stand upright, their skin a glowing bronze in the sun.

The houses here are obviously very valuable. Even the commercial apartments are probably as expensive as the commercial houses in the city center. But to Su Xiaoqiang, it seems that he just bought one to use as a temporary residence to avoid any inexplicable relatives coming to the door and tearing a piece of meat from their family.

After Comrade Lao Su fell ill, Su Xiaoqiang's family became the fat meat in everyone's eyes. Everyone wanted to get a piece of the pie. However, Su Xiaoqiang was still too young to control the situation, so he had to stay out of the spotlight for the time being.

To be honest, Lu Mingfei has never been involved in business struggles, but not having done this doesn't mean he can't help Su Xiaoqiang.

Although the presence of the potato chip girl in Lu Mingze's team is not high, she is a veritable black gold swan of Wall Street.

In Japan, Su Enxi was able to use financing to acquire the poorly managed industries of the Sheqi Eight Families when they were in decline, and then sell them back to the Sheqi Eight Families at high prices after these industries were revived.

In Moscow, under the instructions of Su Enxi, the Romanov family broke into the Russian business circle like a tyrant, plundering the wealth of this vast empire, and accumulated more than 500 billion US dollars in wealth in just ten years.

She does not have the power to assassinate kings, kill demons, or slay dragons, but she can mobilize tens of billions of dollars in cash flow at any time to make a small European country declare bankruptcy overnight.

To be honest, asking Su Enxi to deal with Su Xiaoqiang's troublesome opponents was really an overkill, but Lu Mingfei couldn't find other less powerful reinforcements...

After turning a corner, they saw the little fairy waiting on the roadside. Lu Mingfei frowned slightly.

A rather cocky guy with a red rose pinned on his chest was standing beside her with his head held high, whispering something with a smug look on his face, while Su Xiaoqiang's expression was so solemn that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.

Lu Mingfei didn't know that person.

But he actually looks a bit like Zhao Menghua.

Chapter 494: A Dragon in Kunshan

Lu Mingfei parked the car on the side of the road, leaned back, sat comfortably in the driver's seat, and looked at the replica of Zhao Menghua with interest.

Although he is said to be a copy of Zhao Menghua, Lu Mingfei can tell at a glance that this guy is actually not the same kind of person as Master Zhao.

As domineering as Boss Zhao is, he only cares about the brand when it comes to clothes. When he was in middle school, he always put a huge brand logo on his chest. When he rolled up his sleeves, people could accidentally glimpse the low-key and luxurious Vacheron Constantin. It can be said that he is both rustic and luxurious. With the knowledge and vision of a little kid, he naturally wanted to bow down and worship Zhao Menghua's jeans, but judging from Lu Mingfei's taste at that time, he really had no taste.

The guy who was pestering Su Xiaoqiang at this moment reminded Lu Mingfei of those upper-class people who mingled in Chicago's golden age, wearing neatly tailored thick tweed suits, Italian leather shoes that were polished to a shine and oiled so that they could be used as mirrors, and brown thin-framed glasses. His angular face could be considered a good-looking guy, and he would be a big shot in Shilan Middle School, where cool guys flowed like water.

But the bright red rose pinned on this guy's chest made Lu Mingfei feel a little chilly for no reason.

People like Angers wear roses on their chests and that makes them old-fashioned British aristocrats. But if you wear roses on your chest, don't you become a pervert, you idiot?

Su Xiaoqiang turned around and saw a Rolls-Royce Phantom parked on the side of the road, and a look of relief appeared in his eyes.

Lu Mingfei knew very well that Zhao Menghua was feeling amorous at that moment, but he was a steadfast successor of communism and had been fighting for the spread and development of international communism all his life. He just couldn't stand that lewd and treacherous enemy who looked like a pig. He patted Eri's head and said, "Don't move in the car. I'll be back soon."

He was not afraid of this petty bourgeoisie. If it came to style, who in this city could be better than him, Lu Mingfei? In front of the real old money, the guy who was clinging to Su Xiaoqiang was just a little chicken.

There is a place to buy suits called Savile Lane, not far from the Royal College of Art, a very inconspicuous street. Tailor shops are lined up on both sides of the street, with small storefronts and some without plaques. The names of the shops are all people's names, such as "Smith and Sons" and "Davis House", without even the scope of business listed.

Generally, you can enter any store with a store name and a window display. New customers are welcome. There are not many clothes inside, but whole walls are covered with various fabrics. The masters in the store usually make clothes for you on the spot, and recommend corresponding styles and materials to you for people of different occasions and identities.

There are also shops on the street that don’t have a front door and don’t welcome strangers. Generally, you need an introduction from an acquaintance to enter, or simply ask the tailor to come to the house. A national treasure-level tailor goes several times to make a suit. That’s called high-end and classy. As for the brand, it’s unknown because they basically don’t advertise and don’t want to sell more. The tailors sew by themselves and have limited production capacity. Some may have a small dark cloth label in a particularly hidden place inside the clothes, about half the size of a mobile phone camera, embroidered with the store’s initials. Some don’t have any logo at all.

Lu Mingfei was wearing this kind of custom-made suit and coat. Su Enxi had a male model who was a one-to-one replica of Lu Mingfei, and the tailor made the clothes according to his model. All the clothes that Jiude Mai left for him were of this kind.

Those who hold power in this world like to define the so-called "upper class". If you want to drink Dahongpao, you have to drink the one from Wugong Mountain, if you want to use porcelain, you have to use the one from Jingdezhen, you have to buy watches in Switzerland, dentures in Liechtenstein, armor in Madrid and Milan, swords in Nuremberg, furs in St. Petersburg, dueling pistols and children's toys in Paris, and as for holy water and silver crosses, you have to go to Transylvania.

If you don't obey them, no one will play with you, but Lu Mingfei just thinks it's ridiculous. At the Sotheby's auction held by Henkel in Chicago, all the new generation of famous families in North America gathered together. They all wore Savile suits and Swiss watches, but even if Lu Mingfei only wore a floral shirt and shorts that cost twenty dollars for three and walked into the crowd in flip-flops, the so-called famous families had to lower their noble heads in front of him.

But it was obvious that Lu Mingfei's aura still made Zhao Menghua plus feel uncertain. This guy sensed the breath of a strong man from afar and quietly closed his mouth.

Eiry was eager to watch the fun and found an orange from somewhere. She peeled it and put the slices into her mouth one by one.

When Lu Mingfei got off the car, the wind blew on the street. Su Xiaoqiang turned around and stood facing him in the wind. She was wearing a navy blue waisted tweed coat and high-heeled boots that fit her calves, which made her legs look extremely slender. Her long hair fluttered in the wind like ripples on clear water, and she looked like a swaying rose flower.

The little girl looked around with her phoenix eyes, and her brows curved when she saw Lu Mingfei. She suddenly changed from a cold and aloof goddess who was out of reach to a gentle and kind little sister in the next-door neighbor's house who knocked big green dates off the tree for you to eat every day.

Lu Mingfei said in a gentle voice with a smile on his face, "You've been waiting for a long time, right?" Su Xiaoqiang pouted and pretended to be sullen, "You shouldn't be more proactive even if you don't meet the parents." As she spoke, she walked towards this side, her posture like a goddess wading through the Luo River, with a lotus flower blooming at every step, with a certain heart-warming rhythm, sonorous and charming.

As expected, she is a girl who is on the list of beautiful girls in Boss Lu's heart. When Su Xiaoqiang grows up, she is like a purple iris blooming in the wind and rain, with a kind of swaying but cold beauty. She is a mixed Chinese and Portuguese woman, and both Eastern and Western aesthetics are integrated into her exquisitely carved little face. Her curves are graceful under her waist-hugging coat.

Su Xiaoqiang squeezed into Lu Mingfei's arms like a kitten, took his hand and wrapped it around her waist, her pointed little chin slightly raised, and her expression immediately became arrogant again.

"Hey, you're talking about this. My boyfriend is here to pick me up. Mr. Zhao, please go back. Let's have dinner together next time we have a chance." Her tone and intonation were quite respectful, but her expression was like she was chasing away a dog that was in the way or a fly that was buzzing around her. Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment. Firstly, because this guy's last name was Zhao. Could he be a relative of Zhao Menghua? Secondly, although Su Xiaoqiang had been arrogant since she was a child, and the young men in the surrounding area called her a little goddess, she was very sincere in her treatment of others. She would never be respectful on the surface but sarcastic in her heart like she was now.

"Sorry, brother, this beauty has already been taken." Lu Mingfei laughed and didn't mind Su Xiaoqiang using him as a shield. He strode forward and shook hands with the buddy without saying anything.

Zhao Menghua plus's face originally looked a little bad, but he was forced to remain tense due to his upbringing. He could even smile and nod at Lu Mingfei. At this moment, his angular face twitched slightly, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, but only for a moment.

"No, no, I just happened to meet Mr. Su, so I just chatted about family matters." The man's face immediately regained its cheerfulness, and he handed Lu Mingfei a business card. "I'm Zhao Xuyang, I just graduated from Cambridge. I'm going to return to China to invest in hairy crab farming and wafer factories in Kunshan... What's the name of this boss?"

"Lu Facai, Su Xiaoqiang and I knew each other in high school. We were classmates and also our first love." Lu Mingfei said. Su Xiaoqiang slightly tightened his arms with his fingers, lowered his head, and his ears turned red.

"You and Zhao Menghua went to the same school. He is my cousin," said Zhao Xuyang.

"I've heard of him. I heard he went to Peking University."

"My cousin is quite capable." Zhao Xuyang nodded and patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder. "Let's have a drink together if we have a chance."

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly, nodded, but said nothing.

A moment of surprise flashed across Zhao Xuyang's face.

"I understand. I'm sorry that the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple. Boss Lu, we'll see you later." Zhao Xuyang's face changed and he turned and left. Lu Mingfei stood there, looking at the guy's back with his eyes narrowed.

"What's wrong?" Su Xiaoqiang saw that Lu Mingfei looked unfriendly.

"If you have any questions, let's talk in the car." Lu Mingfei shook his head, and the veins on his wrists throbbed like snakes.

Su Xiaoqiang opened the car door and handed her half an orange. The little girl opened her eyes wide, and her face, which was only slightly flushed just now, turned completely red.

She felt a little ashamed when she thought about how she had just flirted with Senior Brother Lu in front of the Queen and Zhao Xuyang.

"That person is very bad." Eri raised her chin in the direction where Zhao Xuyang left while eating an orange. Her burgundy pupils were a gorgeous golden red in the sunlight.

"Did you see it?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"A river. A river." Eri said.

Lu Mingfei nodded, silently took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it.

Eri's body flows with the purest blood of the White King. In the dragon clan's system, she should be a figure equivalent to the four great monarchs, but she has not yet had time to hatch a complete body.

Just like Herzog who ascended the throne of the White King in another world, Eri can also see the flow of elements in the air, red fire, blue water, black earth and white sky, and the spiritual elements that originally belonged to the White King's authority cannot escape her eyes.

When Zhao Xuyang patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder, even Lu Mingfei felt some kind of subtle power fluctuation in the air, so there was no reason why Eri could not sense it.

However, she did not inherit the White King's memory, nor did she receive systematic teaching from the Dragon Clan or Kassel Academy, so she had no way of knowing what kind of words Zhao Xuyang wanted to use on Lu Mingfei at that moment.

However, the girl could vaguely sense that the guy had ill intentions towards both Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang. If Lu Mingfei had not repeatedly warned her not to expose her power in this country, she might have taken action just now.

The word spirit had no effect on Lu Mingfei. His bloodline was too powerful. Zhao Xuyang was frightened and quickly surrendered.

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand anything?" Su Xiaoqiang was a little upset. She could actually vaguely sense that she and Lu Mingfei were not from the same world. Their world was dark, dangerous and full of mysticism, while her world was trivial but safe, at least she would not be hunted all over the world.

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to tell the girl beside him part of the truth about this world.

At this point, the little goddess obviously had no way to stay out of it. This was Lu Mingfei's negligence. Zhao Xuyang was obviously a mixed-race person. Such a person would not have any intersection with ordinary people for no reason. It was obvious that he showed up because Lu Mingfei appeared next to Su Xiaoqiang.

"People like us, me, Chu Zihang, Chu Tianjiao, and the entire Kassel Academy, we are all outliers with some special abilities. For a long time, we have been active in the dark side of the world in the form of a party to protect the world of ordinary people." Lu Mingfei paused, "Just like the Great Wall."

Su Xiaoqiang opened his mouth slightly, and although he looked shocked, his eyes were shining.

"I always thought you were international agents or something..." she said, "But now Lu Mingfei, you tell me that you are actually Superman?"

"Superman is a bit too outrageous..."

"So I'm the only loser among the Three Musketeers of Shilan?" The little goddess suddenly approached and pinched Lu Mingfei's face from behind.

"That's true in a sense..." Lu Mingfei said vaguely, "But you can't be called a waste, you are also very good."

"I want to see your superpowers." Su Xiaoqiang crawled forward from the back seat, knelt on the box between the driver's seat and the co-pilot seat, and looked into Lu Mingfei's eyes, with little stars twinkling in his eyes.

"It's too advanced to be displayed." Lu Mingfei refused decisively.

Are you kidding? He actually doesn't have any spiritual power at all. Even the skill of not dying is just a secret skill that Lu Mingze didn't take back. The only superpower he has is the blood burst. Lu Mingfei may be the first and only person in history who can advance the competitive skill of blood burst to the fifth degree. After the fifth degree of blood burst, he can even severely injure Herzog who got the blood of the White King.

"Yes, yes, show me." Su Xiaoqiang shook Lu Mingfei's arm and acted coquettishly in a soft voice. Lu Mingfei sighed and spread his hands: "My ability is to transform into a monster that can kill everyone. There are two forms. One form slowly burns vitality, and the other form uses up a quarter of my life each time I transform... The price of showing it to you is a bit high."

"What about Eri? Eri must be a Kryptonian like you, right?"

“Fuck, I told you we’re not superhuman.” Lu Mingfei covered Su Xiaoqiang’s face and pushed her back to the back seat. “Eri’s ability is even more dangerous. She was the one who caused the snow a few days ago.”

"More powerful than Superman!" Su Xiaoqiang cheered.

It was the first time that Eri received such praise. She felt a little embarrassed and her face turned red.

"It's dangerous to come into contact with us. The man just now is my kind." Lu Mingfei said seriously, "He came with malicious intent."

The Rolls-Royce started slowly and merged into the flow of traffic heading out to the main road.

Su Xiaoqiang didn't seem to have much sense of crisis, which made Lu Mingfei a little confused.

"Aren't you here, senior brother? I'm not worried." The little goddess smiled.

Lu Mingfei sighed.

"I'll make a phone call," he said. "Someone can solve this problem... I hope Zhao Menghua's cousin won't ask for trouble..."

Chapter 495: A Dragon in Kunshan (Part )

Looking at Lu Mingfei's serious and righteous expression, Su Xiaoqiang thought he was going to call some big shots in their world.

Just like in American blockbusters, CIA agents are chasing fugitives. The police who are unaware of the truth stop a man who looks as powerful and cool as if possessed by the Terminator on the side of the road. The agent wears sunglasses, carries a Lamborghini's bumper on his back, holds a cigar in his mouth, and slaps his ID on the cop's chest. His expression is as cocky as he can be, and his actions are as arrogant as they can be.

Lu Mingfei was indeed holding a cigarette in his mouth. Logically speaking, given Zhao Xuyang's situation, he should have stepped on the accelerator and crushed this guy to death. However, adhering to the basic principle of doing less means making fewer mistakes, Lu Mingfei was unwilling to take the risk of being exposed.

Even if he used his own leg hair to guess, he could guess that the word spirit that the guy just used on him was definitely full of malicious intent.

Eri said she saw a river, and that river was the impact of spiritual elements. Lu Mingfei experienced a similar feeling with another person, who was Professor Masashi Toyama of Kassel Academy, and his words were hypnosis.

It is not difficult to guess that Zhao Xuyang's words are also something similar to hypnosis, or perhaps a more dangerous holy word ability, but the final effect is to force the affected person to do things according to the ideas of the user of the words.

However, this kind of mental influence has almost no effect on Lu Mingfei. He can now resist the sound of Herzog's clappers to a certain extent, not to mention the hypnosis that was used to treat PTSD.

"You Supermen also use QQ?" Su Xiaoqiang asked in confusion.

“Don’t underestimate QQ. One day this penguin will go global!” said Lu Mingfei. He clicked on a friend’s chat interface whose avatar was a little orange cat and clicked on a video call.

After a while, the call was connected, and a girl with a chubby face but a pointed chin appeared on the screen. She looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, but had grown into a charming and beautiful girl with long eyelashes. She was very cute.

Su Xiaoqiang and Eri both had starry eyes. Girls have no resistance to cute things, even if the other person is actually a human like them, or a dragon that may have lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

The little girl angrily tapped the screen with her fingers, impatiently saying, "Little brat, can you please stop sending me QQ videos for no reason? I won't give it to others who want my friend status. If they already have my friend status, they have to see if I am willing to accept it by sending me a red envelope. But you send me a video when you have something to do. Can you let me finish this game first?"