Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

The two brothers meet occasionally.

At this time, my younger brother would spend a day bathing, reciting Buddhist scriptures, and changing into the clothes he wore when he left the mountains.

So, the obedient brother back then came back.

The elder brother was full of spirits, talking about his recent achievements, and told the younger brother to be careful in everything, and analyzed the situation and explained the information to the younger brother.

The younger brother listened quietly.

Gao Tianyuan was completely silent.

The guests have a bad feeling.

They felt the hidden sorrow of the play.

Something bad is going to happen.

Those with poor mental capacity want to leave.

In the end, he stayed because of the relationship between Yuan Zhisheng and Kazama Ruri.

Such two men can be called God's masterpiece, they are so good-looking that it even feels unreal to see them.

Like the morning dew, fleeting.

One look and one less look.

So feel panic.

It is precisely because of this fear that even if they don't want to see the tragedy anymore, they force themselves to stay and don't go.

in such an atmosphere.

Usher in the last scene.

The guests held their breaths.

Mai Shutoku and Chip Girl stopped bickering.

Lu Mingfei leaned forward slightly.

The last scene is a tragedy, a rebirth, from which the evil spirit is born.

It's just that Lu Mingfei knows that this scene may have a different interpretation.

How would you choose?

Lu Mingfei thought expectantly.

In the sea of ​​consciousness of the childish girl.

Kazama Ruri laughed out loud.

"Look at it, look at it."

Kazama Ruri pulls Yuanyuan's immature girl's hair.

"Your brother..."

Kazama Liuli leaned close to Yuanzhinv's ear, whispering.

Yuanzhinv's eyes widened suddenly, full of disbelief.

The potato chip girl finally couldn't hold back.

"I said, long legs."

"You wrote the script."

"What is this last scene?"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Mai Tokuro pouted.

"If you want to know so much, just look at it."

"Spoilers are so boring."

"You bastard!"

Just listening to the movement, Mai Shutoku could imagine the potato chip girl on the opposite side baring her teeth and claws.

"Humph."

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it."

"I really can't figure it out!"

Potato Chip Girl is triumphant.

"Isn't it just that the elder brother killed the younger brother?"

"You copied the script directly from the stories of Brothers Amaterasu and Bronze and Fire."

"I really can't see it."

"It's noisy."

Sake Toku Mai said.

''Show me, let's start.

Sure enough, the curtain opened.

This is the last scene of the play.

The elder brother who is already a member wants to go further. He hopes that the younger brother of the head of the association can cooperate with him to perform a play and get more credit.

But the younger brother, who has always been obedient, refused this time for an unprecedented time.

Is my brother grown up?
brother thought.

He has also heard the name of the extremely evil ghost over the years. No matter how terrifying the outside world spreads, his elder brother never believes it. In his eyes, his younger brother has always been the boy who depended on each other in the mountains back then, and has never changed.

If he refuses, maybe my younger brother has some unknown difficulties.

Brother thinks so.

He asked his brother out to meet him.

As fate would have it, the meeting place was chosen under the bridge where they met for the first time.

Occasionally, a train passes by on the bridge, clanging loudly.

My brother arrived early.

He was also dressed like he was just out of the mountains back then, smoking a cigarette by himself.

Heard footsteps approaching.

The older brother looked up, startled.

"hello."

This greeting was flamboyant and wanton, it was Kazama Liuli.

The iconic vermilion kimono, long white hair, and a handsome face that is almost monstrous.

This is the first time that my brother saw this younger brother face to face. He only saw it in the files of the Metropolitan Police Department before. The elder brother only thought that it was a disguise that the younger brother had to do, but why did the younger brother come here in a disguised appearance today? see myself?
The elder brother's eyes darkened.

He was silent for a long time, and for a while he didn't know how to greet him.

"It's me, brother."

Did you forget? ""

"From that day on I entered the Yakuza."

"You should be able to think of it."

"One day I will definitely be like this."

Brother pursed his lips.

"I have changed."

"Brother, you seem surprised."

"Actually, there is nothing surprising."

"Everyone changes."

"Brother, you too."

They discuss the past.

The elder brother hopes that the younger brother can cooperate.

The younger brother refused again.

"do you know?"

"" I've had enough of this boring pretending game.

My brother reacted a little slower.

He seemed surprised by his brother's sudden attack.

At least that's what the guests thought.

But not right.

Anyone who has read the script knows that something is wrong.

The last scene wasn't supposed to be like this.

It was wrong when Kazama Ruri appeared on the stage.

Chip girl yelling on the phone.

"It's not kind, you have long legs."

"You are meaningless."

"In order to prevent me from guessing the ending, I changed the script temporarily."

"Don't play if you can't afford it."

"No."

Sake Toku Mai said.

"I didn't change the script."

The potato chip girl clicked her tongue.

"Don't be shy, you have long legs."

"When you do it, you do it."

"I won't look down on you, hahaha."

The potato chips girl barked arrogantly.

"Think with your head."

Mai Tokuku scolded the potato chip girl.

"You and I have been talking on the phone, so there is no time to change the script temporarily."

The potato chip girl stopped laughing.

She has never been stupid, after all, how can a fool manipulate the stock market and kill all the giants.

Potato Chip Girl soon realized something was wrong.

"No way, long legs."

"what do you mean……"

"Ah."

Mai Shutoku stared at the younger brother on the screen.

"Our little white rabbit is offline."

"The one on stage."

"It's a giant dragon with teeth and claws."

Mai Jiude doesn't know how Kazama Ruri did it, there is no sound of clappers, maybe it was Kazama Ruri from the very beginning, and Yuan Zhinv is just Kazama Ruri's disguise, all in all, the younger brother on the stage is an extremely evil ghost.

And the extremely evil ghost was born to Yuan Zhisheng...

In the original script, the younger brother will be killed by his elder brother in the last scene, and he will still wear the clothes they depended on when they were in the mountains, which means that the younger brother will deeply believe in his elder brother until his death.

But now it has changed.

The younger brother put on a gorgeous kimono, no longer trusted his older brother, and even drew his sword and pointed it at Yuan Zhisheng.

This is a scene that never appeared in the script.

There were bursts of exclamations from the audience.

It was too unexpected.

And only Lu Mingfei.

He really looked like that.

"so."

"What are you going to do now?"

Lu Mingfei murmured.

Yuan Zhisheng had to draw his sword to fight.

Kazama Ruri laughed wildly while attacking.

There was a bewitching beauty in this look.

"Aren't you a partner of justice?"

"My Mr. Sheriff."

"My Mr. Senator."

"Come on, come on, come on."

"Why did you run away?"

"Tell me why you ran away!"

Kazama Ruri laughed.

"Kill me."

Aren't you amazing!
"Come here and kill me!"

"Look at you now."

"I can't even hold a knife!"

"It's ugly!"

"It's ugly!"

Kazema Liuli opened and closed the saber wide and wide, spreading out the air, and slashed at Yuan Zhisheng's oncoming saber.

Yuan Zhisheng felt his wrist go numb.

It made him unbelievable.

what's the situation!
He is the order of Amaterasu of the Bajia of Sheqi.

What flows in his body is royal blood.

How could an ordinary person suppress Amaterasu's life!
Unless, Kazama Liuli is not an ordinary person at all.

He is also of mixed race.

In this way, the legendary Cowboy Kazama Ruri is a mixed race.

And the pedigree is not low.

B-level... no, at least A-level.

Yuan Zhisheng struggled to fight.

If the initial embarrassment could be explained by not reacting, what about now?
Having clearly realized that the person opposite is of mixed race, Yuan Zhisheng changed his mentality, but the situation that would change after he became serious as he imagined did not appear.

Indeed, after Yuan Zhisheng became serious, the situation changed for a moment, but he was soon suppressed by Kazama Liuli.

This is pure strength crushing.

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly realized a terrifying fact.

Perhaps, even if he let go, let him fight with Kazama Ruri.

In the end, who wins and who lives is still a matter of opinion.

Mai Tokuro suddenly got up.

"What happened!"

Potato Chips called.

"It's getting out of hand."

Mai Tokuro fixed his eyes on the surveillance video, and casually dealt with the potato chip girl.

"out of control!"

"Look at this."

Jiu De Mai pondered.

"Our Amaterasu's life is in danger."

"what?"

The potato chip girl was stunned.

"how is this possible."

"They're still doing stage plays."

"Potato chips, haven't you ever heard of a fake show?"

Chip Girl snorted.

"You don't believe that you are uneducated and have long legs. Is the fake show actually used in this place!"

"unimportant."

Jiu De Mai waved his hand, his face remained unchanged.

"The most important thing now is our fate."

"The young master still needs information about this guy."

"Master Amaterasu, there must be no accidents."

"Since it's so important, what are you doing here with long legs?"

Potato Chip Girl yelled without thinking about it.

"Hurry up, hurry up, go to the rescue."

Potato Chip Girl has the attitude that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry.

"It's okay."

Jiude Mai is as stable as Mount Tai.

"Our young master is watching over there."

"If something goes wrong, even if I want to intervene in a battle at the level of Brother Amaterasu's life, I have more than enough energy."

"It's better to leave it to the young master. With him here, I believe there is nothing the young master can't handle."

"Tsk tsk."

Potato chip girl smashed her mouth.

"I didn't see it, long legs."

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are already in the shape of the young master."

"If the boss finds out, the boss will be sad."

Potato Chip Girl's tone suddenly changed.

Just like a villain who seizes a handle to blackmail people.

"Tell me honestly, what kind of ecstasy soup did Young Master Lu give you, to leave you to Lost City!"

Jude Maiquan thought it was the background sound, ignored it, and just stared at the screen, paying attention to the changes after the stage play.

Off the stage, the hearts and minds of the audience were completely attracted by Kazama Ruri and Yuan Zhisheng.

It has nothing to do with the faces of these two.

The audience was completely immersed in the battle between Yuan Zhisheng and Kazama Ruri.

The weapons collided and splashed sparks, which were as gorgeous as special effects in a movie.

But the special effects are so real that they are actually staged in front of your eyes.

Fighting to the death among the same kind can best stimulate primitive desire.

It has nothing to do with gender, not only men like to watch fighting, but also women.

This is also the basis for the widespread existence of facilities such as the Colosseum in ancient Rome.

Two people lose the battle to the death, and one accidentally has to pay his life, the heartbeat speeds up, and the adrenaline is secreted rapidly.

If conditions are added to this scene, for example, the two wrestlers are handsome men who are one in a million.

Then the attractiveness to women will undoubtedly increase exponentially.

Lu Mingfei glanced down the stage and didn't care.

Contrary to what Jiude Mai thought, Lu Mingfei didn't seem to care about the battle between Yuan Zhisheng and Kazama Ruri. Several times, Yuan Zhisheng was on the edge of the cliff and was almost killed by Kazama Ruri. Huh, Lu Mingfei is still the old god, and he didn't even stand up.

Lu Mingfei seemed to firmly believe in something.

Kazama Ruri and Yuan Zhisheng fought from one side of the stage to the other.

Their battles are dangerous and gorgeous, and those who don't know them only find it pleasing to the eye. Only experts like Lu Mingfei and Jiu Toku Mai can see the risks in it.

Kazama Liuli yelled arrogantly.

He is like a swordsman, and even more like a ghost.

Yuan Zhisheng struggled to support.

"You only have this level!"

"Only this level!"

"disappointment!"

"Disappointed disappointed disappointed!"

Feng Jian Liuli held Yuan Zhisheng's knife, and rushed forward with a loud yell, forcing Yuan Zhisheng to back away, one fierce, the other embarrassing.

Kazama Liuli's Yaodao Village is undergoing an exquisite transformation, swinging a naive weapon, and then slashing with a backhand, cutting against the cassock, without any fancy, this is pure strength and speed.

If this beheading is real, Yuan Zhisheng would at least end up with his stomach ripped open.

but no.

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly accelerated, and retreated. Muramasa slashed Kaiyuan Zhisheng's skirt with a blade, revealing a large painting of the image of hell evil spirits.

But in the end it was still a beat slow.

The village is bloodied.

Kazama Liuli licked the raw blood on the blade with a bright smile.

"It turns out that this is my brother's blood."

Yuan Zhisheng set his posture and stared at Kazama Ruri seriously.

"It seems that I still can't kill you at this level."

"So."

"So what?"

Kazama Liuli closed her eyes and opened them.

There was an exclamation from the audience.

The audience saw a pair of noble golden pupils.

The mandala patterns swirled in the golden eyes.

"Ah."

The Fengjian Liuli shook the village, and the fresh blood beads on it shot out like arrows.

Yuan Zhisheng's pupils shrank.

What a terrifying power.

Kazama Ruri combed her hair slowly, using five fingers.

With his movements, large pieces of hair fell off, and then new white hair, pure white like blood, bright in color.

Some of the spectators who were seated far away got up one after another. They walked forward, or leaned forward, trying to get a better view.

The audience simply couldn't understand what was going on.

What happened?
Eyes turned gold, maybe some kind of colored contact lenses, could explain.

But what about this scene?

The hair just falls out and grows again.

Can this also be explained by props or makeup?
The audience looked at each other in blank dismay. They were so shocked that they needed the confirmation of their companions' eyes to find some sense of identity.

This proves that they are not dreaming.