Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 90 Moths and Street Lamps

Old Tang was lying on Lu Mingfei's bed.

Fingal was on the top bunk, and when he looked up, he could see the corner of the bed sheet that had fallen off.

The style of Finger's sheets is completely different from that of Lu Mingfei's sheets. Lu Mingfei's sheets are all red, with embroidered flower branches on them. They have a sense of age and cultural characteristics. They should be brought from his hometown. Fingel's is an army green bed sheet, and the quilt is also monotonous green, as if buying a uniform style in the wholesale market.

This college is really weird. It was built in the deep mountains and old forests. Are the security guards with guns watching out for wild animals coming out of the forest?

Lu Mingfei and Fingel called the old principal, maybe he thought too much, this should be a noble school with a long history.

"I'm back." Lu Mingfei pushed open the door and came in.

"What did the principal want you for?" Fingel stretched his head out of the bed.

"He asked me to go out to do a social practice tomorrow." Lu Mingfei closed the door, "I won't be back until the afternoon of the day after tomorrow. Today we will squeeze together, and Lao Tang can sleep in my bed tomorrow. When I come back, it's just a holiday .”

"What time will you leave tomorrow?" Fingal climbed out of bed and rummaged through the cabinet.

"Eight o'clock, leave after breakfast." Lu Mingfei said.

"Will you be asked to do social practice at the beginning of school?" Old Tang sat up, "Is the principal planning to promote you?"

"It's not impossible." Lu Mingfei sat on the bed, "After all, I am suave and suave, with a jade tree facing the wind, with sword eyebrows and star eyes."

"Stop bragging." Fingel brought over a small table and threw a pack of playing cards on the table, "Come on, play a few games, Fight the Landlord, Turn Jinhua, 10:30, you choose one."

"You can also fight landlords." Lu Mingfei skillfully pulled out the cards from the box, "Old Tang, can you?"

"Yes." Old Tang replied, he had also played a lot of poker in the Chinese district.

"Then let's fight the Landlord." Lu Mingfei divided the cards into two neat stacks, put his thumb and other fingers on both sides of the cards, pressed them into an upward arc, and then pressed them against the table, loosening the pressure with his thumbs , one by one cards were slapped together in left and right order, making a series of crisp sounds.

"How big is the bet." Old Tang lifted a small bench and sat on the other side.

"I have no money." Fingel held up his hands.

"It's 2 yuan, calculated in rmb, 4 times the cap, if you don't have money, you can write an IOU, and you can pay it back when you have money." Lu Mingfei put the shuffled cards in front of Old Tang, and Old Tang skillfully turned the cards in the middle. Open one.

"Okay." Fingal rubbed his hands.

At night, everything is silent.

"A 3."

"2!"

"I'm sorry."

"Shunzi."

"bomb!"

"You can kill me in seconds! You can kill me in seconds! You beat Fingel with seventeen cards today, and I will eat this table on the spot!"

"Hee hee, the plane."

"what!!!"

"Can you be quiet, others don't sleep!"

The next day, Old Tang opened his eyes from the haze.

He vaguely saw Lu Mingfei and Finger standing on the balcony talking about something.

"You're awake." Fingal brought over a piece of buttered sliced ​​bread and a carton of milk.

"Is Lu Mingfei leaving?" Old Tang inserted the straw into the milk box, and on the balcony, Lu Mingfei was talking on the phone.

"It's still a while." Fingel said, he tore off the IOUs on his face one by one, and stuffed them into his trouser pockets: "Let's go to the theater and return the suit, or else there will be an extra charge after the meeting time .”

"Okay." Old Tang yawned, sat up, found out the suit he wore last night and folded it.

They walked out of the dormitory door, Lu Mingfei waved to them and said goodbye.

After the figures of the two disappeared from sight, Lu Mingfei put down the phone with a black screen, found the wedge pill wrapped in cloth strips and the Marklov pistol from under the bed, and locked the door of the bedroom.

At 17:23 BJ time, the black "Gulfstream G550" made a deafening noise, tearing through the clouds.

This ultra-long-range business jet is specially designed for businessmen, superstars and political figures with billions of identities. It can cross the Pacific Ocean within a few hours. When boarding the plane, it was still a golden sunrise. Already approaching the top of the mountain in the distance.

"I don't care why they let you participate in this operation, but remember, I am the commander-in-chief here." Professor Mance said with a straight face, "If you have any questions, you can ask me, and I will help you Write what you want on your resume, so, 'Special Oversight Commissioner,' please do your job."

"I promise to complete the task." Lu Mingfei nodded.

Professor Mance arranged a job for him. Standing on the sentry post on the deck, always pay attention to abnormal situations. To put it mildly, it is called "Supervision Commissioner". don't do it.

Just treat it as a tourist, he hasn't been to the Three Gorges Dam yet.

Although Professor Mance has a fierce face, he is easier to get along with than expected, but the flight experience is really bad. The Gulfstream G550 was supposed to be a comfortable and quiet business jet, but after the modification by the equipment department, it turned into a roaring monster , the speed has become faster, but the noise has seriously exceeded the standard, and the seat has changed from a soft seat to a hard seat.

Lu Mingfei's butt was almost numb from the shock, but Professor Mance always had that constipated expression. He explained the whole process of the "Kuimen" project to Lu Mingfei in the first hour of the flight. conscientious.

The plane arrived at Yichang Three Gorges Airport. In order to welcome them, the mixed race organization in China prepared a secret landing runway.

After taxiing on the runway and the plane landed safely, Lu Mingfei smelled the moist air with a muddy smell.

Immediately after getting off the bus, a special car transported them to the Three Gorges Dam, and the service was in place.

"Moniah", this is a tugboat, it looks like a tugboat, but in fact it is a warship, and the 12-level storm can't shake its hull.

"Mance Rundstedt, Lu Mingfei has arrived at his post!"

Professor Mance saluted, Lu Mingfei also stood beside him and saluted, and the people on the deck also saluted them, and then a boarding ladder was lowered from above, Lu Mingfei walked up the ladder, and saw that he was wearing a diving suit. Ye Sheng and Jiu De Ya Ji.

"I'll be in charge of the 'Kuimen' plan from now on." Mance put on a military cap with a serious expression, "All units will send action reports and exercise results to the captain's room. The plan is scheduled to start at 07:30 p.m. [-] Gather on the deck and count the number of people."

"Yes!" the sailors agreed emphatically.

"The mechanical department is going to check the equipment, and the rest of the people are dismissed and free to move."

"Yes!" Everyone responded neatly.

Seeing that Professor Mance didn't arrange for him, Lu Mingfei ran to Ye Sheng and Jiu De Yaji in a hurry. After all, he only knew these two people here.

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——A moth can never touch the glowing wick in a street lamp, just as he can never touch the reality in phantoms.

Those who are chasing, have you seen the road ahead?
(End of this chapter)