Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

"If those parents find out about this, they will scold our family!" Aunt frowned and complained to Lu Mingze, "After all, your brother has been living in our house in junior high and high school, and we happened to come to Japan for a trip. People know your brother If you are a cowherd in Japan, don’t you complain about our family’s poor education!”

"Hey, kid, mother, have you lost your focus?" Uncle quickly brought the topic back on track, "Now it's not about whether people gossiping behind their backs, should we care about why Ming Fei That kid will run off to be a cowherd?"

"Didn't I tell you everything, I must have been spoiled by that classmate named Caesar!" My aunt said angrily.

"As for the original intention, maybe after coming to Japan, that bastard named Caesar took them to a place like a casino, where there are everyone, and then a group of children owed money in the casino because they didn't know much about it. , I found that being a cowherd next to a rich woman makes money quickly, so a few young men made money by relying on their beauty." The aunt carefully analyzed, "I have read the news, and the Japanese cowherd industry has high income. People can earn tens of millions a year doing this!"

"So they left in such a hurry that day because the people from the casino came to them to collect their debts?" Uncle felt that the aunt's analysis was not unreasonable, "I heard that Japanese casinos are generally run by gangsters. Do you think they are run by gangsters?" Their photos are projected on the advertising screen of the building, and they are wanted?"

"That's all right, I didn't expect that I still have the talent to be a detective!" My aunt was surprised to find her blind spot.

"No, no! Chu Zihang's family is not short of money, and he will definitely not do this for money. My cousin said that the guy named Caesar's family is a mafia, and he is not short of money, and he must be serious about casinos. The trick is very clear!" Lu Mingze waved his hand, "They must be cowherds to pick up girls!"

"Sister?" Uncle and aunt looked at Lu Mingze and frowned at the same time.

"Yeah, if it wasn't for being a cowherd, how could my cousin know a girl of that level, and that Caesar, who looks like a playboy at first glance!" Lu Mingze's tone was like a resentful woman. Girlfriends still become cowherds, they must be cowboys because of being cowboys, they met girls who shouldn't be dating, and offended some rich and powerful people in Japan, so they must be caught to settle accounts!"

Lu Mingze is still brooding over what happened two years ago. At that time, a girl named Nuonuo came to the house, and Lu Mingze's eyes shone brightly because he looked at Nuonuo a few more times. Mingfei threatened him that Nuonuo's boyfriend who was a mafia in Italy would peck his eyes and feed the eagles!Lu Mingze was so scared that he couldn't sleep for several nights. He was afraid of hearing an eagle's cry outside the window. During that time, he was even afraid of owls!
A few days ago, I saw that girl named Eri Yi in the restaurant again. That girl's temperament and figure are not much better than that of Nuo Nuo two years ago. Lu Mingze's eyes are shining again, But I didn't expect a girl of that level to be picked up by my cousin. This made Lu Mingze hate it, and what was even more annoying was that Nuonuo's boyfriend appeared in front of him two years ago. In front of him, the guy named Caesar, the Italian, was really tall and handsome, and he looked like a young man surrounded by thousands of girls.

Their girls are all hot goddesses or rich girls like Nuonuo and Erika, but I can only go on blind dates with girls like Jiajia, who still don't like me, and the cars they ride are all Lamborghinis and Ferraris. He can only ride in the old Toyota car rented by his father and the small-displacement BMW at home. He is called brother Chu Zihang, the most expensive son of Shilan Middle School, and his friends in Shilan Middle School. Not as good as yourself.

Appearance, school, social circle, and the girls around him... When he thought that he could not compare to his cousin Lu Mingfei and that Caesar in anything, Lu Mingze's inferiority complex and jealousy exploded like a blowout!
"What Mingze said also makes sense." Auntie looked at Lu Mingze in surprise, "It seems that my son has inherited my excellent reasoning genes, and Mingze will also have the talent to be a detective in the future!"

"Hey, hey, let me tell you that the topic of yours has gone off the rails. Aren't you discussing Ming Fei's safety now?" Uncle reminded.

"You're not mentally healthy, how can you talk about safety?" My aunt retorted with the air of a housewife, and then she became worried to herself, "You mean that if you really have to be in the cowherd business, you will get worse and worse." What should we do if we get deeper? Qiao Wenni and his wife entrusted their child to us, and now that the child has become like this, how can we explain to Qiao Wei Ni and his wife?"

"Maybe it's not as serious as you imagined. Mingfei has always been a good boy. Isn't that little girl named Eriyi also very polite? I think the little girl is okay, she really likes that kid Mingfei, Let the young people solve their problems by themselves." The uncle put his arms around the shoulders of his aunt, and said in relief, "It really can't be done. After returning to China, I will ask Mingfei to have a drink alone, chat, and teach him about men. Ming Fei is a smart kid, and he will definitely understand our hard work."

"After returning to China..." My aunt looked at the sky light reflected by the magma in the clouds in the sky, and asked worriedly, "Father, do you think we still have a chance to return to China?"

The earth is still trembling slightly, the aftermath of the earthquake still hasn't stopped, the crimson sky reflects the distant sky into a flame-like color, and the torrential rain is still falling from the sky, irrigating the earth, this disaster-ravaged island country has experienced a night The wind and rain are precarious, and it seems that it may be in danger at any time.

"Oh, didn't we ask for a lottery at Sensoji Temple just now? You spent a lot of money. Have you forgotten? It is said that Sensoji Temple is very effective. We will definitely be able to return home safely." Uncle patted his aunt on the back and said softly , this middle-aged man who has always been unreliable has rarely shown a reliable side in front of his wife and children at this moment, "As for Mingfei, don't worry about him, that kid's luck has always been good, and his head Smarter than anyone else, nothing will happen."

There was a forced smile on the uncle's face. Even though he said that, he was still worried...Of course he hoped that the family could return home safely.

The same is true for my aunt. In this desperate situation, she can't help worrying about her nephew who was a little bit jealous... What is infinitely magnified in the desperate environment is not only the negative emotions such as anxiety, anger and violence, but also the real human nature. Even death cannot be annihilated. The maintenance of blood and the love between human beings are definitely the most precious things in this world.

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Tokyo Meteorological Bureau.

"Put the windows toward the west side, and put the medical equipment toward the east. Put them neatly. How can people lie on you so crooked!"

"Hurry up, you haven't had enough to eat, right? The physical strength of the Japanese is not enough. When the sick patients come, the bed is not ready yet. Are you going to carry them for infusion?"

"Hey, hey, that four-eyed boy, the one who knocked over my Coke, is talking about you! Go down and buy me another bottle later, remember I only drink Coca-Cola and not Pepsi!"

Sitting at the computer desk, chattering and giving pointers are the neuropaths of the Equipment Department of Kassel College, and running around in the hall, rushing back and forth is the researcher of the Snake Hachika Yanliu Research Institute Ladies and gentlemen, these researchers in white coats are sweating profusely and panting heavily.

The equipment department and the Yanliu Research Institute are trying to work together to turn this meteorological science hall into a medical ward. The long conference table that originally occupied half of the hall was directly directed by the neurologists of the Equipment Department to the researchers of the Yanliu Research Institute. They dragged them to the broken floor-to-ceiling windows and threw them out. Anyway, there was no one downstairs. These psychopaths staged an extremely immoral high-altitude parabolic in this extreme environment.

Several hospital beds and medical equipment were laid at the original meeting table, all of which were built by the people and researchers of the Yanliu Research Institute, and the neuropaths of the equipment department were in charge of directing... In fact, at the beginning of the Yanliu research The researchers of the institute protested against the laziness of the neuropathy in the equipment department who could only move their mouths but not hands, but the neuropaths pretended to test the intensity of the earthquake and the path of the magma flow.

The researchers of the Rock Current Research Institute claimed that they could also do these jobs, but the neuropaths in the equipment department rolled their eyes and said contemptuously that before they took over here, the water accumulation problem and road conditions in Tokyo had been messed up by the Rock Current Research Institute. Well, if it weren't for the great power of the equipment department, the casualty data in Tokyo would have tripled at least!Now the Yanliu Research Institute still wants to grab the job of color testing, is it because they are worried that Japan will not be destroyed fast enough?If the brain is not enough, you need to spend more energy to make up for it. Otherwise, is it a waste of food for the snakes to feed these researchers who have mediocre inventions, disaster relief and recovery capabilities?

The Yanliu Research Institute is definitely not as bad as described by the Equipment Department. Their technology is absolutely top-notch in the world, but the research level of the Equipment Department is already ahead of humans. The Flow Research Institute is indeed inferior... The researchers of the Rock Flow Research Institute know that their research and technology are indeed inferior to the neuropaths in the equipment department, so they can only admit that they are at a disadvantage, and go to do manual work in despair.

But these researchers who are used to doing mental work have never done this kind of work. Their limbs are about to degenerate after staying in the dark laboratory all year round. They can afford a steel bed of hundreds of kilograms and heavy medical equipment, but after lifting these, they also collapse to the ground, panting and sweating from exhaustion, just like a lack of exercise middle school students who have just finished a 500-meter sports test.

"This physical strength is too poor. Do the Japanese not pay attention to physical education so much? Our Kassel College has begun to require students and faculty members in accordance with the policy of comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physique and beauty." Deputy Minister Carl said to The researchers who collapsed on the ground teased, "If you don't have a good body, how can you carry out the revolution? Your ideological consciousness is far worse than that of our equipment department."

The researchers of the Rock Current Research Institute had just caught their breath, and just as they were angrily preparing to respond to Deputy Minister Karl, the sound of helicopter propellers came from the roof of the Meteorological Bureau.

The vice principal was still drunk on the back of the chair, drowsy, but when he heard the sound of the helicopter, he sobered up instantly, got up from the chair, put on his coat and rushed to the top floor.

"Let's go, little ones, let's meet the heroes of this war together!" The vice-principal rushed out in the first place.

"We still have to stay here to detect geological movements and volcanic eruptions..." The researcher with thick lenses wanted to sit still and be lazy, but was picked up from the chair by the vice principal like a chicken.

"Test, test!" The vice principal waved his hand, "If Japan is really destroyed, it doesn't matter whether you test or not. Either everyone dies together, or wait for someone to stand up and put the 'God' thing Let's kill it...Earthquakes, tsunamis and volcanic eruptions are appetizers, and the final decisive battle is just short of it, and that war is the key to whether Japan can survive."

Everyone caught up to the roof, the rain continued, and two helicopters landed on the tarmac on the roof of the building from the eastern sky.

The hatch of the helicopter opened, and Sakurai Nanami, who had relatively the most well-preserved physical strength, walked out quickly.

"Cassel College, please help me. There are many seriously injured people, especially the principal of your college. The situation is not optimistic." Sakurai Nanami said to everyone with a serious expression.

"Fuck, this old boy Angers won't really confess that he's in Japan!" The vice-principal trotted over hastily.

"Don't worry...you won't die." Ange, who was exhausted, was carried out on a stretcher. "At most, he only lost half his life."

"Tch, who is worried about you." The vice-principal said honestly, "I'm worried that you are not dead, and I don't know when I will be able to survive from the position of vice-principal to principal."

"I'm still too old, and it's hard to even deal with these corpse guards, and I have to rely on the reinforcements of the Snakes and Eight Sects." Ange lay on a stretcher and looked up at the sky, the rain slapped on his vicissitudes of life, and formed a canal among the wrinkles Luo Luo, "'Third Blood Violence' puts too much burden on the body, and the eyelids can't help but tremble, but we still have the 'God' to eliminate..."

"Go to sleep, old man." The vice-principal looked towards the west and said softly, "The strongest dragon slayer will also grow old and need to rest. You have no right to worry about the 'god'."

Ange slowly closed his eyes, as he said, the battle with the corpse guard brought him too much burden, his body had already reached its limit, and it was already relying on him to sleep until the helicopter arrived at the Meteorological Bureau The old man had extraordinary willpower.

"Take the principal down, and put on the oxygen mask and glucose first." The vice principal waved his hand.