Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 339 Clogs and Leather Shoes

Although the motorcycles of the Bosozoku have weird looks and extremely exaggerated decorations, and the accessories with flashing lights of various colors are also dazzling, but their speed is undoubtedly fast.

The motorcycle under him roared, and the modified vehicle in Ling's hands soared to a high speed enough for the police to dispatch. The buildings around him passed by quickly, and the strong wind was rushing. Lu Mingfei could only lower his head to avoid the sharp edge.

The road ahead gradually became chaotic. Overturned cars, disorganized falling rocks, and distorted and collapsed street lights all became obstacles on their way forward.

Dodging rocks, passing cars, and flying over crooked lampposts, panicked pedestrians began to appear on the surrounding roadsides, and all kinds of words gathered into a chaotic hodgepodge, which made people dizzy.

"Really, it's quite exaggerated." Lu Mingfei clicked his tongue secretly. He is still a freshman, but he has never seen such a big scene, or even a veteran of the executive department who has experienced battles, he has never seen such a big scene. matter.

The explosion paralyzed the transportation system in Tokyo. This is one of the most prosperous cities in the world. More than 50.00% of the island people live here. The huge transportation system will be swarmed every time commuting. Office workers are packed like sardines.

Even when the explosion occurred, it was not the time when office workers commuted the most, but with the blessing of Tokyo's population density, the impact of this explosion may not be inferior to that of 911/[-].

It wasn't until this time that Lu Mingfei realized that the black smoke from the explosion seemed abnormal. Compared with ordinary smoke, it seemed to last longer. Now Tokyo is surrounded by a strange black fog, and his vision is getting worse and worse. In the early morning when the sun was born, Tokyo is like dusk, the sun is covered, and people's hearts are also clouded.

Amidst the roar of the motorcycle, everything was so blurry, Lu Mingfei even felt a strange dizziness, the surrounding roads were strange and strange, and the towering buildings in Tokyo were overwhelming him, a strange kind of boredom lingered on him. It grabbed his chest and made him breathe heavily.

"Brother, brother..." The little devil's voice was like maggots attached to the bones, and he remembered, didn't he say that he went on vacation, why did he appear again?
"Be careful...he's back...he's back..." The little devil's voice was a little flustered unexpectedly, Lu Mingfei seemed to see the frightened expression on the polite child, and wanted to pull him away.

Zero speeded up the car silently, telling Lu Mingfei that the wind brought him a little better. He raised his head and looked at the sky. The black smoke distorted into different shapes in the high air, just like the wings of the Black King, covering the sky and the sun. , there is only death under the shadow.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

The strange sound of clappers came from the trumpet by the street, and it seemed to hit Lu Mingfei's chest again and again. He felt pain in his brain like a knife, and his temples danced frantically amidst the sound of clappers. Something seemed to To get out of his mind.

He hugged Zero in front of him, only to find that she was trembling too, the car was swaying on the ground, dancing wildly.

The speeding motorcycle collided with the lamp post in front, and the ensuing sense of weightlessness told Lu Mingfei that he was rolling and flying forward, but there was no panic or tension in his heart, and all emotions disappeared, even himself. After sinking into the deep sea, the only thing he could do was to hug the girl in front of him tightly to protect her in the next collision.

Crack, gah...

Lu Mingfei's back hit the ground, sliding and rubbing against the ground, the clothes on his back were worn out, revealing the worn skin and turned up flesh and blood, the bronze bracelet on his hand flickered for a moment, and the wound was resurfaced. Cover up and turn into the girl's white and tender skin.

"Heh, heh heh..." The sound of teeth colliding seems to be far away, but it seems to be very close at hand. Lu Mingfei doesn't know whether he is trembling, or Ling is gritting his teeth and screaming from his throat, but it all depends. It doesn't matter anymore.

Lu Mingfei's vision began to dim, and the surging dark clouds in the sky pressed down, confusing his eyes. A pair of leather shoes stepped on the gravel on the ground, and walked towards Lu Mingfei and the two of them.

Lu Mingfei turned his stiffened neck and looked up. The man's face was hidden under a bowler hat, and he couldn't see anything clearly. Only the fiery golden pupils broke through the darkness and reflected in Lu Mingfei's heart.

"I finally see you, Experiment ξ, Dr. Herzog really created the perfect Holy Grail." The man's voice was hoarse, his English was slurred, like a saw pulling a steel pipe, and the sparks came out scream.

Da da da
The sound of collisions came from far to near. Lu Mingfei barely opened his eyes with a pair of clogs in front of him. A pair of skinny legs were linked to the clogs. A voice with an island accent came from above and below:
"Is this the Holy Grail? It looks very ordinary. If you want me to say, the experimental subject π is more suitable."

The leather shoes rubbed against the ground slightly, and said impatiently: "You idiot, the White King is a female, how can you use the male Holy Grail to be resurrected, we have waited for 20 years, isn't it just for the perfect ceremony?"

Hearing the words, the clogs stepped on the ground, a little embarrassed: "Of course the old man knows, but with her appearance, does she have the qualifications to become the Holy Grail?"

"Don't be fooled by appearances. Believe me, if it weren't for the special ingredients in the smoke, we would never be able to take down this little girl. Don't underestimate the power of the emperor."

"You say yes, Renata..." The leather shoes stepped on Ling's head and kicked her away from Lu Mingfei's arms: "The remnants of Black Swan Harbor are still alive and well, Bondarev That guy really failed."

"Ga... woo..." Lu Mingfei let out a beast-like whimper from between his teeth, desperately trying to move his limbs, but in the strange sound of clappers, everything about him disappeared. Looking at the two figures wearing gas masks above, the vision changed from clear to blurred, and finally turned into a mass of darkness.

Ling fell on the side of the road, her leather shoes and wooden clogs ignored her, the waste product of the experiment. The wooden clogs tremblingly hugged the fainted Lu Mingfei. After countless years of preparation, the plan could finally be carried out.

At this moment, the originally calm ground shook, the wall cracked, exposing the masonry behind it, the leather shoes clapped hands, and the gloved hands made dull applause.

"Finally, it seems that the technology of your islanders is not useless."

"Gunzi has some attainments in machinery," said the wooden clogs as he clattered along, "Although the talent is not as good as mine, it is barely usable."

The leather shoes nodded in satisfaction, and lightly pressed the communicator hidden in the collar: "Let's release our little guys, and cause a little trouble for those high-ranking Secret Party bastards."

At this moment, in the underground transportation facilities built by the Bajia of Sheqi, countless dead waiters are surging. They smell the fragrance of human beings from the outside world, and they are very hungry...

They crave to eat!

(End of this chapter)