The Dragon Clan: Filling the Pit Lu Mingfei

Chapter 12 Urgent tasks (new book signing, asking for monthly tickets, recommendation, investment!!!)
"Something happened!"

Fingal jumped up and down and howled like a frightened old hen clucking.

"Dangerous hybrids appear in the artist parade outside.

We were forced to join the Emergency Task Force, tasked with holding him down and protecting innocent people before the Enforcement Department arrived. "

Fingel made a heartbroken and distressed look.

"Finger, what do you mean by being forced!" Professor Guderian looked at himself, a good-for-nothing off-line student, a little displeased.

"How can you make such a greedy and fearful speech at this juncture."

"I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid I'm going to die for real!" Fingel wailed like a dog. "It is reported that it is a genuine A-level, and it is not comparable to the parallel imports that Lu Mingfei killed before."

Fingel looked around, "Civilian mentors, a group of cute newcomers who have never touched the door of Kassel, and me, an E-level waste wood."

"With such a luxurious lineup, the school really wants me to die. It's a shady one. The principal added a shady one. In order to get me to graduate and get out of here, he sent me to die!"

"I have to run!" Fingel made a gesture of packing his luggage.

"It's too late, brother, the show has already begun!" Lu Mingfei looked at the crowded street outside.

"Besides, it's not sure who wins and who loses." Lu Mingfei looked at Fingel, who was pretending to be a coward, with deep meaning in his eyes.

Art is freedom!

Give me freedom or die!
On the street, Lu Mingfei and his group could not help but feel a little headache when they saw the roadside buildings with posters hanging everywhere and the crowd holding up noticeboards.

How to evacuate the fanatical crowd and find the dangerous hybrid hidden in it?

Just when everyone was at a loss and lost in thought, a gentle and magnetic female voice sounded.

"My friends in Kassel, welcome to my art feast!"

"Today's art form is performance art. Performance art means that the artist uses reality itself as the medium of artistic creation, and it lasts for a certain period of time..."" The voice of the woman echoed in the speakers carried by the crowd.

Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei looked at each other, their voices were as cold as a knife, "Knock everyone out."

"Act according to what the brother said, until she is forced to show up, and the target may not necessarily be a woman." Lu Mingfei calmly analyzed and directed.

Everyone nodded and immediately took action.

Chu Zihang's figure was swift, and he raised the knife in his hand, one knife at a time, and the crowd fell down one after another like cutting wheat.

Xia Mi slightly opened the pupil of the Word Spirit·Wind King, and the dense and precise wind directly pushed away the crowd, dispersed the flow of people, and sent them one by one to Chu Zihang's knife.

Although it is the first time to cooperate, the two can be said to be seamless and complement each other.

Unawakened Min Shibo and the civil servant Professor Guderian stayed upstairs to observe the situation.

Finger, on the other hand, raised his majestic body to hit women, and punched a child, muttering, "Deliberately punching, cracking the head with a strong hand..."

While beating, he was secretly proud: Hehe, I, Finger, am such a clever little ghost!The target can't be so stupid to expose himself, the female voice must be a disguise.

I want to do the opposite, and only hit women, so that I won't face the danger directly.Hahaha I'm so smart.

"My favorite is the originator of performance art, the famous French artist Yves Klein. His representative work is "Free Fall" in 1961 when he freely fell from a tall building with open arms..." said the woman's intellectual and gentle voice Talking and talking suddenly stopped.

At the same time, a slender hand held Fingel's rough and strong fist.

"Congratulations, you found me!" A gloomy and strange smile suddenly appeared on the woman's glamorous face.

"Then we have to carry out the art of killing in advance, please return to Satan's hell."

The woman has blond hair and shawl, skin as white as ivory, seductive luster on cherry lips, blue eyes, as beautiful as the sea water of Fiji Island in June, and the blue sky of Tianshan Mountain in August.

At this moment, she frowned slightly, showing that she couldn't bear to hurt ants, she loved the innocence of the moth gauze lamp, but there was endless madness hidden in her eyes.

"Those who don't understand art, go to hell! Hahaha." She laughed wantonly and insolently.

Countless blue electric lights suddenly appeared from the whole body, and Yanling 66·Thunder Pool exploded, smashing the darkness with thunder, emitting a sad and beautiful light like death.

Several ordinary people nearby died instantly, their bodies scorched black, only Finger's expression changed, he withdrew and sat down on the ground.

The bronze luster on his body flashed away, and Fingel cursed, "Damn it, why did you want to be with me, and you did the opposite. I'm numb, everyone is stunned!"

"They say I'm crazy, but artists are crazy! I bloom in the midst of killing like a flower in the dawn."

The woman was surrounded by electric light, as if she had fallen into some kind of philosophical thinking and went crazy, she started to run wild, with scales spreading out from her whole body.

"There is nothing wrong with my art. What is wrong is that you colluding with interests, the examiners who are on a vegetarian diet." The woman laughed wildly and extremely bleakly.

"Oops, she's about to turn into a dead waiter! Let's attack together!" Lu Mingfei frowned and shouted, drew out the two swords behind his back, and rushed forward.

Behind him, Chu Zihang and Xia Mi opened their voices together, the pupils of the Wind King, and Jun Yan merged: the wind and fire tornado came first, bypassed Lu Mingfei, and rolled onto the woman precisely.

"Good roll, roll her to death!" Seeing that the Lei Chi Yan Ling on the woman's body was suppressed and broken, Lu Mingfei shouted excitedly, and swung his sword out.

The light of the sword is soft, like clouds flowing in the evening, the tip of the sword draws an arc around the wrist, the back foot steps to the front foot, and stabs straight out in a blink of an eye.

It is Tai Chi Sword · Dragonfly Touching Water.

As soon as the woman saw the arc drawn, she quickly turned back to her chest, and was swung by, the arc pressed down and pierced her lower abdomen.

With a clang sound, metal and iron clanged, the long sword cut through the scales and pierced half an inch into the woman's lower abdomen.

The woman was injured, the tyranny in her eyes deepened, the dragon's blood gradually destroyed her sanity, her hands turned into sharp claws, and she swung wildly towards Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei, however, was calm and didn't panic at all. He changed his sword, stepped back, and split the sword with a step back. He squatted slightly and swept across.

Tai Chi Sword·Swallows Copying Water

The paw swung by the woman was blocked by the long sword that Lu Mingfei stepped back, and his figure froze, and he was immediately hit in the lower abdomen by the sweeping sweep that followed.The wound was narrow and long, almost a laparotomy.

The woman wanted to pounce again, but Finger appeared out of nowhere, and directly hugged the woman's thigh with a tiger pounce, and was about to use a big move to hug and throw.

"Amazing!" Sigh... Fingel didn't move, he looked embarrassed, and just wanted to escape, ah no, it was a strategic transfer.

Seeing the opportunity, Chu Zihang and Xia Mi used all their remaining power to release the fire tornado again, avoiding Finger, and involved the female dead waiter.But the two of them turned pale in an instant, unable to fight any more.

Looking at Deadpool who was temporarily trapped in the flames of the storm and could not move, Lu Mingfei seized the opportunity, took back one, and drew his single sword.

Hold the sword in both hands and raise it over the right shoulder, step forward with one step, and swing the sword to chop: The lion appears and cuts the cassock
Shouting "Art is Patrick!"

What the hell?Deadpool was taken aback.When it came to a sudden.

The long sword slashed down, piercing the heart, Deadpool's struggle stopped abruptly, and he fell to the ground.

The scales fell off, revealing the woman's plain white body.

　There are always two sides to a story. The fairy tale in our eyes may actually be a nightmare in the eyes of others.But in any case, if you do evil, you will bear the consequences.So please do good deeds and don't ask about your future.

　　PS Asking for a monthly ticket, asking for a recommendation ticket, investing in the car, and sharing a fortune is not bad!Quietly, I also voted
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