Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 10 Investigation
"We will fight to protect mankind. Courage and faith are our guns and swords."

"Sounds like... lines from some comic book protagonist."

"The Emperor's ambitions are infinitely greater than theirs."

……

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang walked side by side downstairs in the community.

It was lunch time, and there was no one on the road.

"Speaking of which, why do you keep wearing these black glasses?"

Chu Zihang slightly lowered his sunglasses, revealing a pair of golden pupils.

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows, not surprised:

"When did it mutate?"

"Is it a mutation..."

Chu Zihang pondered the word for a while, then put on his sunglasses again, and said calmly:

"When I woke up this morning and looked in the mirror."

"When I close my eyes these days, my mind is full of the scenes I experienced that night."

"It was also after that night that my senses became clearer and more sensitive. It felt like...a normal person took off his short-sighted glasses."

"It seems that there are many mysteries about your father."

Lu Mingfei said.

"He hid his true self very deeply. No one has asked about him for so many days after the accident."

"Including the boss of the Black Prince Group, even if he doesn't care about his 'missing' driver, he should still care about his 900 million Maybach."

"But he didn't."

"The next day, a new driver came to pick him up in a new Maserati, as if Chu Tianjiao had never been a driver before."

Chu Zihang said that the two of them had already reached the gate of the community, and a Mercedes-Benz S500 was parked by the side of the road.

"Then did you tell your mother?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

Originally, he didn't want to talk too much, but since the other party was his first loyal battle brother who believed in the emperor here.

He who used to be the holy blood priest of the Chapter should also pay more attention to Chu Zihang's mental state, so that he can gradually guide him from an avenger to a loyal soldier fighting for mankind and the emperor.

"No, I don't want to disturb my mother. Now that she has a new life, let her continue to live without worry."

Chu Zihang said.

"Ok."

It seems that Chu Zihang's mental state is quite stable, and he doesn't need to enlighten him.

Chu Zihang opened the Mercedes-Benz door and took out a black extended tennis bag.

"This...for you."

He unzipped a section of the zipper, revealing the black and chilling handle of the knife.

This was the second village rain that was inserted on the door umbrella rack of that Maybach. The first one was held by Chu Tianjiao and cut off Sleibnir's four legs.

"No, keep it for yourself."

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

He is used to chainswords and power hammers, weapons that can deal with a large number of enemies at the same time.

Murasu's frivolous long sword is not suitable for him, so let Chu Zihang inherit his father's career.

"……OK."

Chu Zihang didn't say much, and put the tennis bag back on the back seat.

"Then you want me to go with you to investigate the boss and see what secrets he knows about your father?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"No... go to my father's place first."

"There may be something we want to know... Let's tidy up by the way."

Chu Zihang said calmly.

"it is good."

Lu Mingfei was very excited.

After realizing that there were aliens and false gods in his hometown, Lu Mingfei specially read a lot of domestic and foreign myths these days.

Fortunately, he has re-adapted to the "diverse culture" of his hometown, so that he would not suddenly shout "You false gods!" and burn the book when he was reading.

But apart from knowing the false god name Odin who was severely injured by him, he has gained nothing.

Now it is time to get more information about aliens and false gods from Chu Tianjiao.

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The Mercedes-Benz drove all the way to the edge of the urban area.

"My father in my impression is a driver who can only drive. At first, he drove for the tax bureau in the city, and then resigned and went to the then emerging Huanyu Group to drive for the boss."

"A few years ago, the boss of the Huanyu Group ran away with the money. After the company went bankrupt, he ran to the Black Prince Group."

"He's been living here since he divorced his mum."

Chu Zihang stopped the car on the side of the road.

Ten years ago, this place was the busiest "high-tech heavy industrial zone" in the city. Huanyu Group was the most popular leader here. The boss claimed that he wanted to build Asia's No. [-] special metal base locally, and he cheated countless loans from the bank. .

But the efficiency of the factory was extremely poor. By the time the bank found out that something was wrong, the boss had already taken the money and ran away, leaving only a lot of mess.

Lu Mingfei followed Chu Zihang into this deserted and quiet factory area.

Glass shards and nails are everywhere on the potholed road, and weeds are overgrown in the rubble, like a wasteland.

Of course, there are also residents in the wasteland.

Outside an abandoned factory building not far away, several gray-faced middle-aged men in blue-gray coats saw the two visiting teenagers.

After a few glances at each other, they walked straight over.

"Hey, brother, are you looking for someone? I know this place well."

The eyes and smiles on the faces of these middle-aged men were malicious.

"No need, I know the way to go."

Chu Zihang said calmly, ignoring them.

One of the men quickened his pace and stopped in front of him.

What responded to him was Murasame's black tennis bag, and with a "snap", the man fell to the ground covering his face and screaming.

"I don't want to mess with you, but you don't want to mess with me either."

Chu Zihang's voice became indifferent, and then he continued to walk deep into the factory area.

The men backed away in fear, not daring to stop them.

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows, didn't say anything, just continued to follow Chu Zihang.

Until I saw a gray and white three-story building.

Most of the office doors in the building have court seals on them, except for the office at the end of the first floor, which has a blank sheet of paper on it that reads "Media Asia Bankruptcy Liquidation Team Office" crookedly.

There was only one person in the office, and he was dozing off on the desk. Chu Zihang walked over and tapped lightly on the desk.

"Hello, Uncle Shui."

The middle-aged man raised his head in a daze, and looked at the cruel boy wearing sunglasses in front of him.

"You... who are you?"

"Chu Zihang, the son of Chu Tianjiao."

Chu Zihang said.

"Uh... oh! I remembered, I often heard Lao Chu mentioning you, now I see you are really extraordinary..."

Uncle Shui slapped his head and smiled kindly.

"Papa told me that if I come here to look for him and he's not there, I can ask you for the key."

Chu Zihang said.

"Oh, that's right, he told me many times... nothing happened on the way here?"

"Is something wrong here?"

Lu Mingfei asked a question.

"Hey, a group of rather troublesome guys have settled here, and I don't know what they are doing. Anyway, if you see them, you should take a detour... I found it, Lao Chu's room key, 062."

Uncle Shui rummaged through a lot of documents on the table, and finally found a rusty iron key in the drawer.

"By the way, where did your father go to make a fortune these days? I haven't seen him yet, and he still owes me a big intestine."

Uncle Shui asked with a smile.

"he died."

Chu Zihang looked calm.

The tears to be shed had already been shed in that rainy night, and now he was waiting for the moment when he would kill the god with a knife.

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