Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 102 Sometimes, it's hard to stay for a day

"What does 'that makes sense' . . . mean?"

"Also, I said before that you knew who the 'Flayer' is, how did you know? Who is the 'Flayer'?"

"You know I hate the twists and turns the most. Riddler get out of New York, bastard!"

Old Tang looked at Lu Mingfei who had suddenly realized but was only thinking about himself, and scratched his head anxiously... He stopped abruptly after speaking halfway. This is probably the most thing in the world that can drive a person crazy!
"Don't worry, Old Tang. Although I figured out the identity of the 'Flayer' and the sequence of the crimes, I still haven't figured out her motives." Lu Mingfei rubbed his chin, his eyes flickering with thought.

"Obviously... You bastard, if you weren't my brother, I would definitely jump up and beat you with your character that deserves to be beaten!"

Old Tang was so anxious that he scratched the hair on his head to the point where swallows could build nests. He felt like a stupid monkey in a zoo. Lu Mingfei was teasing his tourists with bananas. He wished he could Jumping up and down in a hurry.

"Old Tang, you stay in the room for a while, I'll make a phone call outside, and I'll be back soon." Lu Mingfei stood up suddenly, patted Old Tang on the shoulder, turned and opened the door to leave.

Leaving the bewildered old Tang in the room with black lines and question marks all over his head, he looked at Lu Mingfei's inexplicable back and cursed in a low voice.

After closing the door, Lu Mingfei seemed to leave the last glimmer of light to Old Tang in the room. He walked in the narrow corridor where he couldn't see his fingers.

Old Tang’s rented house in Brooklyn is in a very old low-rise tube building. The lights in the aisle have long been broken. The people living here are not violent criminals who have a criminal record and have been released from prison. It is the unemployed vagrant who walks the street all day without a formal job.

At both ends of the aisle, every closed door has unsightly obscenities written on it, and some walls and door panels still have dark red blood stains that have been imprinted on them for some time, and the air is filled with a faint Rancid smell.

Some cat's eyes are even drawn as a huge eye without eyelashes. The dark red lines are mixed with a few black symbols with unknown meanings, and the black door panel is like a dark tree hole... like a black tree behind the cat's eyes. In the cave, there are people staring at you with bloodshot eyes, without saying a word.

At the end of the dark corridor, there were bursts of irregular cursing and hitting the wall, as if a lunatic with a kitchen knife might burst out there at any time and yelled to chop people up, as if this kind of dark alley was justified. It should be the same as the origin of the "Flayer" ghost story.

It is no exaggeration to call it a gutter full of stinky maggots. Old Tang is like the only candle in the gutter. Although it is thin...but it is always warm and enthusiastic!
Lu Mingfei couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart. He used to only know that Old Tang's location was a bit out of the way, but only after he came today did he realize that Old Tang actually lived in such a depressing and terrifying environment, even for a normal person. Should be driven crazy!

But that guy has such an optimistic personality... Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei felt a little sad, and felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.

It seems that saving Old Tang is not as simple as preventing him from becoming the Dragon King Norton. Lu Mingfei wants to completely fish Old Tang out of the dark ditch. A bright light like Old Tang should shine on more people, not by any means. Dusty in the corner where no one cares about.

Share weal and woe and share blessings, this can be regarded as true brothers!
Lu Mingfei walked up the stairs all the way to the rooftop. The evening wind of New York blew over his head, coming from the noisy place and going to the quiet place. The night wind seemed to be swaying emotionally. A place to rest your feet.

He came here alone for two purposes...or possibly three.

the first.

He still has no way to tell Old Tang honestly, but he is also unwilling to deceive the other party, so he can only avoid what Old Tang said. It is absolutely not allowed to disclose anything about the mixed race and the secret party, but if it is not involved As for the two, Lu Mingfei didn't know how to explain this series of events to Old Tang smoothly.

It's impossible to tell Old Tang that he is a secret agent of the FBI or ace agent of the CIA, right?

Then you might as well say that you are your good neighbor Spiderman!That old Tang is not a fool who can believe in ghosts!

Old Tang, as a hunter, has actually been more or less exposed to some unimaginable events in the world. He must have his own judgment. In addition, the hunter website is a stronghold closely monitored by the academy. It seems that no matter how you look at it, the old Tang There will always be a day when Tang's life trajectory intersects with the world of mixed races.

worry!
second.

So many people died again...

Lu Mingfei shook his head lightly in the wind, as if hoping to blow away all his troubles and thoughts with the evening wind, and take him to a distant place where no one cares about.

Lu Mingfei took out his black N96, and he sent Norma about the tragedy that just happened in the Hunter Internet Cafe via email, hoping that the academy would send someone to deal with the blockade of the scene, and also hope that the academy can properly arrange for the families of the deceased. At the end of the email, Lu Mingfei applied to donate one-third of the scholarship under his name to the black elementary school in the hometown of Internet cafe owner Xiu.

Sometimes, one day is hard to stay.

Every corner of the world seems to have such sad things happen every day, natural disasters, man-made disasters, life and death, the years are always passing by, at the ferry of the long river of time, you don't even have time to find a flower that can be sent to each other, you can only send your late blessings Don't put it on your lapel, tomorrow will be the end of the world.

This dilapidated tube building has only seven floors, but Lu Mingfei leaned on the railing and looked from a distance, and he could vaguely see the sea of ​​bright lights in the central city of New York. The skyline stretched like a silk ribbon, and the tall buildings stood up in the night , the dots of light blurred in the line of sight.

In such a beautiful world, why are there always demons hiding?
Now, Lu Mingfei waited for his third purpose of coming to the rooftop alone.

Light footsteps stepped on the corridor behind him. In the darkness, someone was stepping up the stairs and going up to the rooftop step by step.

"I remember someone said that a person who likes the movie "The Truman Show" must be a great person." Lu Mingfei didn't look back, he was still looking at the distant city, "If you remember correctly, tell me this The person who said the sentence was you a few hours ago, girl?"

"Well... I always thought I was a great person." The visitor's crimson high-heeled shoes made a rattling sound on the floor.

She stopped five meters behind Lu Mingfei, she finally threw away the annoying attire, and the moonlight shone on the woman's pretty face, as beautiful as a firefly.

(End of this chapter)