Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

The lights flicker in the red color and solemnity of the coffee shop to be opened, and also in the bay windows and relaxation of the famous hotel.

It had nothing to do with her at all. The interest in my heart had passed. I said what I had to say and did what I could do.

"Which of your companies went bankrupt? Or was your stock delisted?" Mai Shutoku yawned, stood up and poured a glass of water to moisten her throat.

Mai Shutoku looked at the report sent with confusion. It was the most authoritative news organization in this small town. It only released news for half an hour, and its page views had reached a level that was very scary compared to ordinary reports.

The engine buzzed, and the vehicle flashed away in the rain, leaving behind a curtain of high and low water.

"Mind your own business!" Kamishiro Riyo, who was covered in blood, gently placed Kirishima Touka, who was covered in tears, in the corner. He looked at her pale little face with an uncertain expression. His mind was still hesitating but his body subconsciously walked out the door.

Staggering, they pushed the door open. The antique shop and the others, who were covered in wounds, didn't know how many unknown changes their group's actions had brought to the world. They only knew that they would never underestimate the enemy again if they saw the golden-eyed monster again!

"If you need to replenish, use this."

"Before we understand the specific situation of this world, we must be more cautious in our future actions."

"A light that is brighter than fire? The person who miraculously survived the sea of ​​fire turned out to be"

After carefully browsing the words with generous words of praise and the exceptionally well-captured photos, Mai Shutoku's eyes slowly widened, and she zoomed in on the protagonist's face.

"This is not Lu Ming, wait! I just haven't looked at him for a day, and he made such a big fuss? Potato chips, what do you do for food? Didn't you agree to send someone to take over and keep an eye on him?"

"You said he has awakened his bloodline, how dare I send people to keep an eye on him?" Potato Chip Girl argued.

"What about the team behind you that is responsible for tracking him remotely? With such a big deal, they probably won't tell you?" Mai Shutoku responded quickly and immediately thought of another layer of insurance they had set up.

"Hey, don't worry about this. Just think about what to do!" Potato Chip Girl hesitated. How dare she say that she was drunk yesterday and lost the equipment that she had always reported to the hotel in a daze until she got off the plane. Only then did I learn the devastating news from the assistant who picked me up at the airport.

When Mai Shutoku heard that she was the fault of the wine, she couldn't help pinching her brows irritably and asked subconsciously,

“What did the boss say? It’s impossible for him to not react to such a big incident.

Should we control the fermentation of public opinion, or should we directly publicize the achievements of our 'little hero' who caused a big incident with a little carelessness? "

"Who knows? The boss really didn't react at all!" The potato chip girl couldn't help but look up at the sky, feeling a little like she had lost her pillar. "It's like she's hibernating."

Having said this, the two of them sat in silence.

So, what should they do?

"How about? Give this fire scene a patch."

The potato chip girl thought for a while and suggested, "Make preparations for both situations?"

"Are you talking about hiring trolls and hackers to control or delete the reporting direction of relevant news, divert public attention, and thereby reduce Lu Mingfei's sense of presence in this incident?" Years of cooperation have made Jiude Mai mentally enlightened. , she took off her only white robe in the warm light, and picked up the underwear thrown away not far away with a flick of her feet.

"Yes," the potato chip girl nodded and swiped the new device she had just received. "Although we don't know exactly what the little lion did, there is obviously a force on the Internet that is deliberately deleting and controlling the reports. As long as we give it a little push, it won't be difficult to temporarily cover up his actions."

“But the negatives retained by the news writers are a problem.

With that thing, we can produce countless reports anytime and anywhere. Sanwu has returned to the north, and you are the only one who can take on this task."

"Send me the address, it's ready."

Basically dressed, Mai Jude opened the door of the hotel room, leaned sideways and stepped into her boots.

"Remember to save a backup, so that if our boss who is 'hibernating' actually wants to turn the little lion into a hero who starts to show his fangs, we can always write a better report."

Potato Chip Girl did not forget to remind.

Ding dong! Two ding-dong sounds!

"Understand? Prepare for both situations. I knew it from the beginning."

Jiude Mai looked at the arriving elevator, stretched out her long legs, and walked in with great vigor.

With their hair flowing, they passed by Shutoku Aki and the other three who happened to step out of the elevator.

tread--!

"What's wrong? Aki?" Ye Sheng looked at Shuude Aki who stopped in confusion.

"I seem to smell a very familiar smell."

Subconsciously twitching his nose, Jiude Aki stared blankly at the elevator, then shook his head and smiled at the two of them, "It must be an illusion. If it's true, it's too coincidental."

The two people were at a loss as they pulled behind Shude Aki, who was suddenly and inexplicably depressed. They were puzzled.

In the slight miss, the thoughts of sudden longing are flying, accompanied by the rain outside the window, broken into the sleep murmurs of thousands of households.

"Mother!"

The little fat boy squatted beside his parents' bed in panic, lowering his voice and shaking his mother's hand while she was sleeping.

He discovered something that could scare people to death!

It’s more terrifying than that the girl in Xiyang is Lu Mingfei, and that the bastard in Xiyang is Lu Mingfei!

The snoring was abruptly interrupted, and the aching aunt opened her tired eyes, and what she saw was her son's confused expression.

"Lu Mingze?" First there was subconscious doubt, and then he became furious.

"You're here uhhhh!"

The little fat man covered his mother's mouth tightly and shook his head desperately,

"Hush! Hush! Hush--!"

It wasn't until his aunt broke free from the anger of getting up that he slowly relaxed his strength.

The little fat man looked around at his parents who had woken up in a daze, took a sip of saliva, and his voice trembled.

"Dad, Mom, let me ask you, do you still remember what happened early this morning?"

What happened in the early morning?

The two looked at each other, not sure what kind of medicine their son was selling in the gourd.

Until a certain moment, my aunt suddenly realized it and looked at Lu Mingze angrily.

"You mean you got sick while watching a horror movie in the middle of the night, blocked Lu Mingfei in the toilet with a sofa, and ended up withholding your pocket money for several months?"

"No!" The little fat boy's face was full of black lines. He shook his head subconsciously, wondering why his mother only remembered his mistakes. Then he nodded with a strange look on his face, "It may be related to this matter."

The little fat man licked his chapped lips and looked at Lu Gucheng who was wandering aside.

"Dad, let me ask you, wasn't it yesterday, but early this morning, was it you who bandaged Lu Mingfei's left hand?"

"Just say what you want to say," Lu Gucheng pinched his swollen head and said unhappily, "Don't be so mysterious."

I didn't sleep well because my son was scared silly by a horror movie in the early morning. At work, my boss scolded me for dozing off. After get off work, I was frightened by that damn kidnapper. Not to mention that my car was crashed into a 4S shop, my neck still hurts now.

After finally taking a rest, who knows what kind of illness his son is suffering from.

When the little fat man heard this, he gritted his teeth and stopped covering up.

"Think about it now!"

"Did Lu Mingfei have a bandage on his hand when he was in the police station?"

"Don't talk about bandages," recalling the hand of his beloved "Sunset" that patted his shoulder, the little fat man suppressed his trembling and growled, "He doesn't even have any wounds on his hands!"

There seemed to be thunder in his mind, and the little fat man gestured,

"It's gone! The scratch I just made today, such a deep wound, is gone!"

His face was numb, but it couldn't hide the horror in his eyes!

"No, what did you say?" Lu Gucheng shook his confused head, displeased from the bottom of his heart, and subconsciously wanted to scold his insane son, but was pulled back by his wife in the next moment.

I saw my aunt's slightly wrinkled face, which was frighteningly pale, and her messy hair spread in front of her face, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Gucheng."

The aunt swallowed and looked at her man in panic, feeling a little out of breath.

"It's not an injury on his hand, but it seems to be gone!"

Others may not know it clearly, but she will definitely remember it right as she looked at Lu Mingfei as soon as she saw him in the police station!

As his son said, let alone bandages, Lu Mingfei didn't even have a hole in his hands! ! !

She also said that she always felt like something was wrong and she couldn't sleep well!

"How. How could it be so evil?" Lu Gucheng couldn't help but frown. He said he was serious, but he was a little unsure in his heart.

The bandages and wounds are really gone?

He...he didn't have much of an impression.

"Dad, if you don't believe me."

The little fat boy made up his mind and decided to expose what was wrong with Lu Mingfei.

I saw him taking out a bright kitchen knife from behind and pointing it at his parents with a ferocious voice,

"Let's go over and have a look! There are three of us, even if he is really evil, he can't do anything to us!"

"You" Lu Gucheng looked at his son who seemed to be mentally disturbed with a complex expression. He didn't know what stimulated him, but he decided to give him some good words first.

"Put the knife down first."

I always feel that compared to Lu Mingfei, whose son's wound is gone, he seems to be more dangerous now when he breaks into his parents' bedroom with a knife.

The rain pattered on the window sill, and the broken light was like the thin trust between people.

In the dark corner of the room, a crack in the door slowly opened, and three strange figures slipped in.

The leading man tilted his head with a stiff head and held the baseball bat that his son had forced on him.

The woman who followed her had bloody gauze taped to her head. Her finger was pointing at the screen with the brightness adjusted to the lowest, and the input '110' was ready at all times.

The little fat man hung his arms, holding the kitchen knife, and his cold and ferocious eyes fell on the bed.

Among the three of us, we are in front and he is at the bottom, moving forward little by little!

suddenly!

In the quiet space, there was a crisp ding-dong sound, which frightened the three of them and tightened the weapons in their hands!

His eyes first fell on the unmuted mobile phone in his aunt's hand, and the next moment he cast his eyes on the bed where he was turning over.

Lu Mingfei frowned uneasily as he snored from extreme exhaustion, kicked his feet as if struggling, and murmured fear in his mouth, "No! No! Don't kill me!"

The depressing sound that makes the heart tremble can make the living shed tears and the souls of the dead disperse.

Wow!

The thin quilt was kicked off, and what was exposed under the moonlight that became hazy and misty due to the rolling clouds and rain marks was a tightly clenched and trembling hand.

"It hurts!" Lu Mingfei muttered subconsciously, slowly letting go of his hand, revealing the densely wrapped gauze.

Road Valley City:

Aunt:.

Squeaking and squeaking, their necks turned, and the two of them fixed their gazes on the face of the fat man with wide eyes in tacit understanding.

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"It must be fake! Even if it's not fake, it's definitely a new one!"

Roaring, the little fat man shook his head in disbelief, suddenly rushed forward, held Lu Mingfei's hand like a madman, and pulled it down hard!

Chapter 298 The Actor Attacking the Truth

The blood and flesh adhered to the somewhat old bandage, but the slight resistance could not withstand the violent pull of the little fat man.

There was a crisp sound!

A hideous wound that was red due to inflammation was exposed.

The wound that was torn due to too rough force slowly dripped blood, dripping on the sky blue bed surface that my aunt had just changed, and the blooming smell of blood spread little by little in this space.

But it's obvious!

This was not a fresh stab wound, because there was faint white pus flowing under the skin around the wound.

"Hmm!" Lu Mingfei frowned in pain, opened his eyes in confusion, and faced the fat man with a face full of doubts about life.

Suddenly I felt a little sober and a little bit aggrieved.

"Brother, I know you may be holding a grudge against me for something."