Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 462 His code name is really appropriate
Speaking of these speculations, Lu Mingfei just kept them in his stomach and never mentioned them to others.

If it is really two Lu Mingfei's different time and space homotopes hanging on each other's world, he has no way to prove it. If he can't produce evidence, it is useless to say it.

And Lu Mingfei's supplement to Jiude Mai's plan is here.

Others in this world don't know the difference between the warrior Lu Mingfei and the mixed-race Lu Mingfei. He just took advantage of this. He, what he said didn't even need to do anything, all he needed was to reveal Lu Mingfei's name, and the Snake Qi family probably forgot about the Sailboat Village at that time, and gathered all the people to come to find someone.

After all, the original reason why the Eight Snake Qi Family blocked the port was for Lu Mingfei who inexplicably appeared on the Sonny.

Besides, he didn't just show his name.

Lu Mingfei put the four-leaf clover ring on his finger.

Are you lucky...

Lu Mingfei pondered, and took out the kit hanging on his chest.

Inside the kit are fragments of the bronze mask, and...

Lu Mingfei took out a clear round bead.

He put it in front of his eyes.

Is it an illusion?

For a moment, Lu Mingfei seemed to see a sleeping girl in the ball.

This is……

Lu Mingfei fell into deep thought.

"all gone."

Mai Tokuro stood beside him. .

"Master."

"it is good."

Lu Mingfei looked at the raging fire in the hospital.

"Let's go too."

The two watched as the Ping An Mental Hospital was reduced to ruins in the fire.

Fire is a more effective cleaning agent than water, no matter how big the crimes and secrets are, once the fire is fired, they will all be burned away.

The flame opened its teeth and claws, and was about to rush towards the forest, but it hit the firebreak prepared by Lu Mingfei's order head-on. Once the momentum faded, it would slowly go out.

Lu Mingfei took one last deep look at the mental hospital.

"This is just the beginning."

…………

"grown ups!"

"Say."

"Over there in the Ping An Mental Hospital..."

The crew-haired man looked fierce and frowned.

"where?"

"Can you say that again!"

The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and forced himself to speak.

"There's an accident at the Ping An Mental Hospital!"

The crew-cut man crushed the teacup, and the tea mixed with blood flowed down.

A few pieces of crumbs penetrated deeply into the palm of his hand.

But the man with the crew cut didn't seem to feel the pain, and he didn't even look at the bloody palm.

"Ping An Mental Hospital..."

he murmured.

"What exactly happened, tell me carefully!"

"Yes!"

As usual, they routinely communicated with the Ping An Mental Hospital once a week, but this time there was a problem, and the Ping An Mental Hospital did not answer.

Realizing that something was wrong, he immediately sent people to investigate. When he arrived at the destination, there was no hospital, and there was only a piece of ruins left in place.

The members of the Feng Mo family who saw this scene were all dumbfounded, and they stood there dumbfounded for a long time, unable to speak.

Some people even knelt on the ground with their knees limp in despair.

As a family of ninjas, the Fuma family controls a considerable part of the force of the Saki Hachi family. The trained ninja troops are the sharpest blades in the hands of the elders. At the same time, the Fuma family also implements a high-pressure rule within the family, and the fate of unfavorable affairs is very miserable. .

While listening to his subordinate's report, the crew cut man sucked the blood from his palm.

As a man with the name of Fumo, there is no doubt about the bloodline of Fumoxiong Er. In Kassel's bloodline evaluation system, he is also an out-and-out A-level.

This is also one of the reasons why he became a great official in Xinjiang and managed the family secret research institute.

Of course, as a commander, force alone is not enough.

There is a problem with the bloodlines of the mixed races in this land, and Feng Moxiong Er is very aware of this.

As an A-level, he has a quirk. The smell of blood can make Feng Moxiong Er excited, and so can pain.

Feng Mo Xiong Er is unscrupulous, he has a meticulous mind and a clever mind that does not conform to his appearance.

The Ping An Mental Hospital has been reduced to ruins. To be honest, it is just a research institute, and there are no special subjects or talents. The loss is just a loss, and Feng Moxiong Er doesn't take it seriously.

What he cared about was the meaning behind this matter.

The Ping An Mental Hospital is a secret property of the Feng Mo family. The family does not know of its existence. It doesn’t matter if the hospital is lost, but if the matter of the Ping An Mental Hospital is brought up on the table, let the people in the family know...

Nervous...

Feng Mo Xiong Er bit his palm, blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, his subordinate bowed his head respectfully, staring at the tip of his shoe, not daring to shift his gaze at all.

Reported to the end.

"We found this at the scene."

"Please take a look."

The subordinate handed over the photo with both hands.

Feng Moxiong took a glance.

He gave a light snort.

This is……

Feng Mo Xiong Er snatched the photo and looked at it carefully.

"S-rank..."

Subordinates don't see, hear, or hear, just like wood.

"That's right, it's you, it must be you, S-Class."""

Feng Mo Xiong Er laughed.

"Deliberately leaving clues to show your identity, should you say it is self-confidence or conceit?"

The bright red tongue licks the lips and the tip of the nose, slender and not like a human tongue.

Feng Moxiong II ignited the golden pupils.

The vertical pupils of a cold-blooded animal stare firmly at the photo, as if locking onto his prey.

"See this?"

Fumoxiong Er put the photo on the table.

The subordinate quickly glanced at it, and then retracted his gaze like lightning.

"That S-Class from Kassel."

"My lord, you mean that the mental hospital is created by this person."

Feng Mo Xiong Er bit open the wound, sucking greedily.

"Hero, it's normal."

"You should have seen it too."

"The story of a righteous Mr. Hero defeating villains and saving a beautiful girl."

"Inoue-kun, we are villains."

The subordinate bowed his head deeply and said nothing.

The laughter came from Feng Mo Xiong Er's mouth, low, obscure, indistinct, full of madness.

"This is a gauntlet, Inoue-kun."

"The gauntlet from Kassel's S-Class."

"Since it is this person, our secret must not reach our ears."

"Heroes must use their own power to deal with villains."

Feng Mo Xiong Er put down his legs that were up on the table, Shi Shiran stood up, and arranged the wine red suit with both hands, which was stained red with blood.

"Let's go, let's meet this Mr. Hero."

"S rank?"

"It's really exciting."

The subordinates followed closely.

He listened to Feng Mo Xiong Er talking to himself, he seemed nervous, and his subordinates looked normal, adults are like this, when encountering something that interests him, he will be so excited that he forgets everything.

Kassel's S-Class?

The subordinates mourned in silence for the boy.

Among the guys who aroused the interest of adults, how long has the longest one persisted...

three days?Or four days?
I hope this S-level will last longer.

"Mr. Inoue, I heard that our Mr. Hero is still a God Slayer."

"You haven't heard of it."

"Hahaha."

"He is amazing, the emperor of bronze and fire died in his hands."

The more Feng Mo Xiong Er talked and laughed, the happier he became.

"It's just a rumor, you don't have to take it seriously."

subordinate said.

"So far there is still no evidence to prove that the S-class killed the King of Bronze and Fire, and Kassel couldn't get the emperor's keel cross. From my subordinate's point of view, the God Slayers are nothing more than Kassel's means of creating publicity. "

"No matter how legendary it is, the headmaster is also old. He can't maintain his peak state forever. Cassel needs a successor, and so does the secret party. They need someone to take over the empty banner after Angers got old. .”

"Obviously, this S-class is their chosen successor."

"The subordinates think..."

Feng Moxiong Er waved his hand, and his subordinate kept his mouth shut.

"I know what you said."

"It doesn't matter."

"Whether the S-class is worthy of its name or not, we will know when we catch him."

Feng Mo Xiong Er began to tear the wound excitedly again.

"I really want to taste S-rank blood... what does it taste like?"...

Lu Mingfei staggered out of the iron gate.

A stream of blood flowed out from the crack of the door like a winding snake.

Jiu De Mai did not step forward to help her, she stood silently beside the car, and when Lu Mingfei approached, she opened the door for him.

"Master, please."

"Ah."

The car door slammed shut.

Spread far in this dead night.

The engine started and output strong power, hissing and roaring like a beast raising its head.

Jiude Mai looked through the rearview mirror and saw Lu Mingfei in the back seat, even though he was injured and exhausted, he still kept his back straight.

She never tried to help, because it was a matter of no objection. After amnesia, Lu Mingfei was more sharp and proud than before. Supporting such things was meaningless to Lu Mingfei.

"In three hours, the operation will begin."

"Yes."

Mai Shutoku shifted gears quickly while holding the steering wheel, and pressed the accelerator to the bottom in his high heels, but the inside of the car was as stable as the ground.

Behind them, a convoy stopped at the entrance of the nursing home, and a group of well-trained professionals came down. The uniforms were comparable to military uniforms, and the chilling atmosphere rushed towards them.

With the faint starlight, the text on the uniform can barely be seen.

"The World's No. [-] Housekeeping Company"

"Professional cleaning, dredging the sewer, cleaning the air conditioner and range hood, please call if you are interested:..."

Not long after, Jiude Mai's professional team went out with a unit price, and on it were half-dead waiters who were unconscious and children who hadn't turned into dead waiters.

There was a faint smell of fuel in the air.

The sound of the car door being slammed shut was uniform.

The headed car has a horn on the roof.

The horn was turned on, and after a burst of buzzing electric sound, a young voice sounded.

"Wash the floor!"

Inside the car, the newcomer asked the senior.

"What do you mean by that?"

Seniors are unpredictable.

"Don't ask nonsense if you don't understand, the corporate culture knows it!"

The newcomer nodded repeatedly.

"Oh, oh, I know."

As he spoke, he looked out the window with emotion.

His eyes reflected the raging fire in the nursing home.

"Set fire to the little devil, our level is also a national hero."

He murmured longingly.

"It's so cool."

The senior slapped him on the head.

"What are you muttering about!"

"Take care of our guests."

"The little boss is going to have an operation!"

…………

asshole! ""

Feng Mo Xiong Er was furious.

"Trash! Trash! It's all trash!"

"Yes!"

Several subordinates lined up in a row, bowing their heads and being scolded.

This is the first few!

"Our Fuma family sent out four ninja troops!"

"I didn't even touch the other party's tail!"

"You should all commit seppuku!"

Feng Moxiong Er red-eyed, gasping for breath.

A Ping An Mental Hospital is nothing, but there are many similar secret research institutes in the Feng Mo Family.

But not now.

That Kassel's S-class intensified, destroying four Fumojia secret research institutes in a row.

This is already painful.

Feng Mo Xiong Er felt that his heart was bleeding.

Such a huge loss, how can he explain to the family!
Feng Mo Xiong Er Ye Beast seemed to bite off the bandage, impatiently tearing open the wound.

The familiar smell of blood filled the mouth.

Feng Mo Xiong Er narrowed his eyes.

"For now, the only way is to find you."

Kassel's S-class face that was too young appeared in front of Fumo Kumaji's eyes.

Only by handing in this S-rank can it be possible to appease the anger of the Feng Mo family.

So……

He makes a decision.

"Come on!"

"Give me four more Ninja Troops!"

Inoue looked up.

"grown ups."

"There are not enough people."

"not enough?"

Feng Moxiong Er picked up Inoue's collar, brought this guy in front of his eyes, and spoke viciously.

"How can there be insufficient manpower!"

"Then what port, isn't there still a lot of people?"

Inoue's expression changed.

"However, my lord, it is my task to block the port..."

"My family!"

Feng Mo Xiong Er casually threw Inoue on the ground.

He exhaled contemptuously through his nose.

"I've never heard of a family!"

"I only know that Lao Tzu is from the Feng Mo family!"

Feng Moxiong's eyes swept across the crowd viciously.

"You guys, it's best to set your own position for me."

"Remember who you are loyal to."

"You have one and only one family."

"That's the wind demon!"

Several subordinates bowed their heads together.

"Yes!"

…………

"Master, there are too many tails."

"Oh, that means..."

Jude Mai nodded.

"The fish is hooked."

Lu Mingfei bit the bandage and fastened it tightly.

He let go and let out a breath.

Lu Mingfei suffered serious injuries in the repeated battles. In the final analysis, he was only a mortal body, and such things as injuries were already thought of at the beginning.

Jiu De Mai silently watched Lu Mingfei skillfully apply the medicine to himself.

Master Lu's amnesia has changed a lot. He continuously destroyed the secret research institute of the Fumo family, except for the innocent patients.

It's not that she hasn't heard of the name of the president of the Kassel Lionheart Society, the killer named Chu Zihang, who is so murderous that people shake their heads.

But compared with her family's young master who lost his memory, Chu Zihang is nothing but a Bodhisattva.

Jiu De Mai suddenly remembered Lu Mingfei's internal code name in Kassel.

She still couldn't understand at that time, she didn't know why her young master took such a code name.

Looking at the current Lu Mingfei, Jiu De Mai can suddenly understand.

It's so apt.

Yama……

Lu Mingfei's upper body was wrapped in layer after layer of bandages.

The lean muscles are clearly visible, and the straight back is full of beauty. The young man is like the son of god in Greek mythology. This body is the ultimate that human beings can achieve.

Lu Mingfei put on his coat.

A look of pity flashed in Jiude Mai's eyes, of course she couldn't be interested in the young master, the boss would probably kill herself.

Mai Shutoku This is pure human appreciation of beauty.

　PS: I have something to do today, only [-]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)