Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 98 Hopeless and Old Tang
Old Tang hugged the handle and fell into a deep sleep.

He finally defeated Lu Mingfei.

It's not easy.

One afternoon, it was basically a duel between Lu Mingfei and Old Tang.

The most existence of Han Ye is to make time for Lao Tang to rest and recharge his energy, supplementing Coca-Cola potato chips and spicy sticks. The spicy sticks are really delicious. He has never eaten them abroad. Old Tang is thinking that this mission is over. I must buy ten boxes of him, and I don’t know if the customs will detain it or not.

Every time Han Ye was dealt with by Lu Mingfei, Old Tang would hold the handle confidently and continue the long journey to challenge the Great Demon King Mingfei.

The dinner was arranged by Lu Mingfei. Considering that Old Tang came all the way from abroad, he had to experience the real food in China.

So they went to Lanzhou ramen and Shaxian snacks.

On the way there, Old Tang listened to Lu Mingfei's introduction.

"You can understand it as China's KFC and McDonald's."

"oh oh!"

Old Tang seemed to understand but not understand.

"Is it China's KFC, I'm really looking forward to it!"

When we arrived at the place, we looked at the palm-sized storefront, the grease stains on the walls, and the densely packed meals on the large menu.

Old Tang was full of doubts.

Until I ate steamed dumplings from Sha County.

"good to eat!"

Old Tang was amazed.

"Also, try this."

Lu Mingfei poured vinegar and hot sauce, and stirred.

Old Tang picked up a steamed dumpling and dipped it, and ate it in one bite.

He blinked.

"What an amazing taste."

"right."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Save some stomach, there will be Lanzhou ramen later, you are satisfied.

"It's great to have you as a friend!"

Old Tang had tears in his eyes.

Han Ye supported his head and bumped into Lu Mingfei's shoulder.

"I want vodka!"

"Give me the vodka!"

Lu Mingfei asked the boss for a cup of warm water, and took a pair of new chopsticks to test the water temperature.

"Come on, come on, the vodka you want."

"hey-hey."

Han Ye smiled foolishly, and instead of reaching out to pick it up, he moved his head closer, biting the rim of the disposable cup and sucking it like a kitten.

"Brother Han, is it okay?"

Old Tang asked worriedly.

"it's okay no problem."

Lu Mingfei has rich experience.

"It's good to go back and sleep."

"oh oh."

After getting out of Lanzhou Ramen, Lao Tang rubbed his stomach and said happily that he hadn't eaten so full for a long time.

He suddenly remembered.

"Is there a custom of cutting off the head for food in China, and you can go on the road when you are full."

He sighed.

"To tell you the truth, I got to know you, played King of Fighters together, and ate at KFC and McDonald's in China."

"Even if I go on the road tomorrow, I can definitely walk away with a smile."

"On the way?"

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Where are you going?"

"Do you think Huangquan Road is so easy to walk?"

"Yan Luo, you know, our boss in hell, let me tell you, without him nodding, you can't die even if you want to."

"So overbearing."

Old Tang sighed.

At this time, the night is deep, the stars and the moon are dim, and everything is silent.

The normally noisy cats and dogs went nowhere, and even Xia Chan shut up.

The three walked home side by side.

For a moment, Old Tang felt that this silent road was like a gallows leading to hell or the abyss.

There is no return, there is death but no life.

They staggered, and kept walking and walking, and walking and walking.

As he walked, he was left alone.

The nasty hallucinations came again.

Old Tang heard someone calling him from far away.

"Brother, brother, brother."

He shook his head.

"Brother, brother, brother!"

Bored, boring, boring!

"Brother, brother, brother!"

Jesus Allah, Jade Emperor Tathagata, Buddha Amitabha, all evils are gone!
"Brother! Brother! Brother!"

Ahhh, I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen!
"Brother! Brother! Brother!"

Huh, forget it, there is nothing I can do about you, tell me why you are looking for me.

So the man said sadly.

"Brother, eat me."

Old Well Lane, third floor.

The moonlight is slightly cool, and in the darkness, one person is still.

In front of him was the sleeping old Tang.

This man who was laughing and laughing during the day, after sleeping, the same face showed a trembling majesty, supreme, cold and solemn.

Lu Mingfei opened his palms and closed his eyes slightly.

"The temperature has risen."

He looked at Old Tang.

The darkness that the moonlight couldn't even illuminate shrouded the boy's eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

"Little devil."

No one responded.

"Lu Mingze."

Still.

The teenager smiled softly.

Are you really busy?

Or simply pretend not to hear.

No problem.

The young man collected himself, and when his lightly closed eyes opened again, the liveliness and agility were gone, leaving only absolute peace.

The young man pointed at Old Tang's forehead.

Suddenly, the eyes opened.

What a bright golden awn!

There is a simple and clear standard for the pedigree rating of mixed races.

It is the golden pupil.

The brighter a hybrid's golden pupils are, the closer his bloodline is to dragons.

However, looking at all the mixed races today, even including the legendary principal of Kassel, none of them can compare with the golden pupils of Old Tang at the moment.

And the most terrifying thing is.

He is not awake yet.

In other words, such a bright and noble golden pupil.

Just unconscious behavior.

Like the little devil said.

The ignorant humans disturbed the ancient god's sleep, so he turned over, and the slightly undulating snoring brought death.

Just snoring.

Old Tang's golden pupil at the moment.

Just snoring.

Lu Mingfei laughed.

"But I'm not an ant."

So the boy put on a bronze mask.

That finger is unstoppable.

Then there are the bright golden pupils, and then the noble dragon's blood.

Just a sleeping guy, what else do you want.

That point was on Old Tang's eyebrows.

The sun-exploding golden pupils trembled chaotically and crazily.

It doesn't help.

Bells ring from the ends of the world.

A young and clear boy shouted over and over again.

"Brother, brother, brother!"

Yan Luo said.

"Noisy."

Then the bell stopped, and the boy shut up.

A cold and hoarse voice came from behind the mask.

Like a million ghosts crawling from the bottom of the abyss, their sharp nails scraped the cliff and formed a steel-like torrent.

He said.

"Hopeless."

"You two, it's not all night."

Han Ye was puzzled.

"how come."

With a blue face, Lu Mingfei, who could report directly to Lin Zhengying's studio without makeup, waved his hands feebly.

"It's just that I didn't sleep well, I didn't sleep well."

"Yeah yeah."

Old Tang, with two deep purple dark circles under his eyes, lowered his arms, swinging left and right like the pendulum of a British aristocratic clock in the last century.

He breathed.

"It's another nightmare."

"You are no longer the problem of nightmares!"

Han Ye hurriedly supported Old Tang, this man almost fell on the ground, it can be seen that you are not a Japanese loli like Xia Na who wears white socks and short skirts and calls no road race no road race, why did you fall on the ground!

"Ah, I had a nightmare too."

Lu Mingfei collapsed listlessly, limp into a puddle on the bed.

"Can this thing be contagious!"

Han Ye opened his eyes wide.

He really didn't expect that after just one night, when he woke up yesterday, the two people who were so alive and eager to run into the TV screen to duel with Chun Li and Shiranui Mai turned out to be in this half-dead state now, saying that they just People who climbed out of the cemetery believed it.

"Really, don't you need to go to the hospital?"

"Anlaanla."

Lu Mingfei pulled the corners of his mouth and put on an expression called a smile.

"I'm a martial artist!"

"Let me rest up, it's no big deal!"

"Amazing, Feifei!"

Old Tang gave a thumbs up.

(End of this chapter)