Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 345 A hug

In the movie theater, the curtain call staff list has been played on the screen, and at a glance, they all have the same name:

Director: Lu Mingze
Screenwriter: Lu Mingze
……

The name Lu Mingze has been repeated countless times. If the fat little Lu Mingze in reality saw it, he would be very moved.

But Lu Mingfei saw the little devil's weird movements and the inexplicable words that came out of his mouth, but his heart didn't fluctuate:

"Well, you are too post-modern, how about I help you send this film to Ghana for trial?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head. There seemed to be something wrong with his non-existent brother's brain. It was the first time he knew Dragon Kings can also suffer from mental illness.

But judging from Old Tang's state, maybe every dragon king actually has a little brain problem?
The little devil reluctantly put down his hand, sat back on the chair, stuffed a handful of popcorn into his mouth and said indistinctly: "I went to South America for a vacation these days. It's a very magical place, very interesting."

"So you dragged me to watch an inexplicable movie as soon as you came back?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head: "To tell you the truth, the plot is really weird, and it's not a good commercial movie."

"This is a low-budget literary film. People will be scolded for making such a plot in a commercial film." The little devil took out a bottle of Coke from under the seat very gracefully, and sipped it: "It's not easy to find this thing. That belongs to a timeline that has been abandoned for more than 100 years."

"I'm not used to drinking Coke like you are, shouldn't I drink red wine or something?" Lu Mingfei scratched his chin, grabbed a handful from the popcorn bucket and stuffed it into his mouth.

"This is a movie theater, do as the Romans do." The little devil continued: "Originally, you should be a poor boy, and that girl will be a princess of the underworld. You meet and fall in love, and then heaven and man are separated."

"But now that I'm the underworld princess, who is Lu Mingfei?"

The little devil smiled and took out another bottle of Coca-Cola and handed it to Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei turned out, no surprises, it was Coca-Cola with a red skin.

"How does it feel to be the underworld princess?" the little devil asked.

"I'd rather be a bad guy," Lu Mingfei took a sip of Coke, choking his throat a little sorely, and replied in a low voice, "Those guys look at me like they're looking at a mixture of a nuclear warhead and a sow. It feels really bad."

"It's a good metaphor, it's just as messy as the headphone cables in your schoolbag." The little devil put down the Coke, patted his palms, and on the screen in the auditorium, a new movie started playing again: "You have become the underworld princess Erika, then They are Lu Mingfei."

On the screen, Ander's huge dragon body appeared. The giant dragon soared in the sky and flew towards the smoke-emanating Mount Fuji.

"As I said, brother, the only person you can trust is me," said Lu Mingze's voice, "That monster claimed to be your relative, brother, but he didn't care about your life, and asked you to be the bait. Wake up, the only one you can rely on now is me."

Afterwards, Lu Mingfei's current state was shown on the screen. A very ugly little monster was attached to his tailbone, twisting his body like a face-hugger. Stuck in the lower back, broke out in a cold sweat all his life.

"Wait, but it's too late, brother," the devil's voice sounded in his ear: "Are you going to bet with your life that that guy will come on time, or make a trivial deal with me?"

"How about a quarter of the soul?" The little devil lion said with a big mouth.

"You want my soul again?" Lu Mingfei turned his head, his eyes full of contempt: "A dragon king is only a quarter. Is the current situation more difficult than facing a dragon king?"

"Oh, it seems that our VIP customers are obviously not satisfied with your conditions, but it doesn't matter, business is to be negotiated, but..." The little devil waved his little hand, and a bright red countdown appeared on the big screen: "But our last Hurry up, before you turn into a mummy, brother."

Lu Mingfei was not in a hurry, he simply slumped on the chair, and said methodically: "But without me, you will die too. We are grasshoppers on the same boat now, why don't you give me a discount?"

"That's why I hate this future. It would be great if you were still that simple bad boy." The little devil sighed in a low voice.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head: "I feel like I haven't changed much?"

"It's information, brother. The most important thing in the 21st century is information. If you have my information, I can only make a compromise." The little devil dangled his little feet in leather shoes, his face full of grievances: Just like demons can’t resist the call of my real name, brother, I can only be broken and sold if you find out my real name.”

"What do you want?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help feeling pity when he saw the little devil's miserable appearance, and then said seriously, "I won't help you do bad things."

"A hug."

"What?" Lu Mingfei turned his head suddenly in surprise, his neck even made a rattling sound because he turned his head too fast: "What did you say?"

"One more thing, I want you to call me brother yourself, brother."

The little devil tilted his head and looked at Lu Mingfei like a real child: "A hug and a greeting, that's my condition."

"This doesn't sound like a devil's request at all." Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, "What bad things are you thinking?"

The little devil stood up, opened his arms and looked at Lu Mingfei: "Brother, I just want a hug, it's not too much, is it?"

"Still, do you hate me that much?" The little devil's eyes gleamed with tears: "I hate me who never hurt you, hate me who has been sealed for countless years?"

Looking at the little devil in front of him, Lu Mingfei still softened his heart. He stretched out his hands and moved his arms hesitantly. The little devil in front of him closed his eyes, and the expression on his face seemed to be anticipation and pain.

Finally, the two hugged each other. Lu Mingfei's head was placed on the boy's narrow shoulders. The smell on the little devil's body was very light, like a cold marble wall, empty and hard.

"Brother...brother." Lu Mingfei struggled to utter the word that he had never said before, and then the marble in his arms melted, becoming hot and soft.

"Brother." The little devil responded with a smile, as if he had returned to the past.

The time became longer, and then the atmosphere was broken by Lu Mingfei's incomprehensible voice.

"Can you let go?" Lu Mingfei wanted to push the little devil away with some disgust, but was hugged tightly by the other party.

A trace of displeasure flashed across the little devil's face, and he grabbed Lu Mingfei's back collar with his small hands. Before Lu Mingfei could react, a huge force came from behind and was thrown out of the cinema by the little devil.

"It's... like an idiot."

(End of this chapter)