Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 82
A loud and harsh noise suddenly sounded, interrupting the playback of this audio.

"Gone?"

Lu Mingfei frowned, is this gone?
"Wang Jiang is a person who is very good at hiding his secrets. I am lucky to be able to monitor this information."

Yuan Zhinv put away her mobile phone, "This is also my sincerity. I am investigating Gloria and General Wang's 'Dr. If the two reach a cooperation."

Lu Mingfei only cared about Gloria and her heretic master, who was always able to set him up with various stumbling blocks and traps first, which made him very annoyed.

As for the fact that the king may know his identity--

This is not important anymore, no matter what kind of past this body has, and what kind of future it will have, Lu Mingfei will face it with the tenacious soul of his son of Saint-Jacques.

The scheming clown just shreds it.

"I promise to cooperate with you, but only with your current personality. I only represent the Weeping Angels and have nothing to do with Kassel College."

"I also promised to only help you purify that heresy. Unless there are other heresies or aliens that harm mankind, I will not help you deal with your enemies."

Lu Mingfei thought about it for a while, and then made a decisive decision.

"Your promise is enough."

There was a gentle smile on Yuanzhinv's face, and the crimson eyeshadow at the corners of her eyes appeared lightly. Even a beautiful girl with that smile would become inferior and gloomy in front of him.

"...you might try...to get a little stronger."

"Otherwise I always feel weird."

Lu Mingfei looked a little strange.

"Like a girl? My brother always said if only I was a girl."

"And I also like to dance in women's clothing. If I have a chance, I can invite you to watch my performance."

Yuan Zhinv laughed softly.

"……no need."

Lu Mingfei is not used to it, if this child joins his Weeping Angels battle group - he will definitely drill him hard!
Make him a big guy with big muscles!Only in this way can we kill aliens and purify heresies!
"Also what was going on with nightclubs in Tokyo before I came here."

"The alien, and those who were killed."

Lu Mingfei asked.

"He should have known your information and plan from Gloria, and then specially played a trick for you."

"The person who kills is likely to be 'Ryoma'. He likes the bloody 'bloodletting knife technique' the most, and he loves to experiment with his knife technique on living people."

"As for the dead waiter...Although the king also has the controllable technology of infusing humans with dragon blood to turn them into dead waiters, he hasn't shown it to the public, otherwise I won't be able to find his experimental site..."

"That Ryoma, where is he now?"

Lu Mingfei asked in a deep voice.

"Lu Jun wants to kill him? I can help you find his location."

"Well, as soon as possible."

"By the way, Mr. Lu, I need to remind you of one thing."

Yuanzhinv got up, her expression became solemn again, "If you see me with the general...then please be careful."

"That means that another personality of mine has been awakened and manipulated by the king, appearing as his 'extremely evil ghost' to kill people."

"Then can I kill you then?"

Lu Mingfei asked after a little thought.

"Of course I believe in your strength, Mr. Lu...but please be careful."

"The speech spirit of Kazama Liuli is called the Nightmare Tapir. It is an extremely dangerous speech power. He can drag you into the dream and kill you... If you die in the dream, your real body will also die."

Yuan Zhinv warned.

"Head, help! We can't stand it anymore!"

Fingel's cry came from the headset, Lu Mingfei's expression tightened, and he immediately got up and rushed out of the VIP room with his sword in hand.

Only Yuan Zhinv was left staring at his back.

Lu Mingfei felt something in his heart, and turned his head to glance at the dark room that was going away behind him—there was no one in it.

……

The alluring female manager had disappeared, leaving only those men in black who had been strengthened by the spirit of words and special drugs.

A raging fire has already ignited in the Bliss Pavilion, and Chu Zihang's Junyan is the best igniter.

Facing the crazy siege of dozens of specially strengthened mixed-race enemies, Chu Zihang and Finger inevitably fell into a disadvantage—especially when the two mixed-races launched two specially modified [-]-type heavy After the machine gun!
The fierce firepower instantly tore apart the gambling table that Chu Zihang used to hide.

At the critical moment, Fingel stood up.

He chanted the ancient language in a low voice, his already strong and majestic body swelled again, his bones exploded, and the surface of his skin turned bronze.

Yan Ling. Bronze throne.

The serial number on the periodic table of Yanling is 87, and the bloodline originates from the lineage of the Four Monarchs Bronze and the King of Fire. Yanling can strengthen itself, bones, skin and muscles in a very short period of time.

The bullets from the [-]-type heavy machine gun poured down on his body, making a "clinking" sound, and white smoke floated on the bronze-like skin.

Fingel faced the hail of bullets like this, grabbed the bolt gun and rewarded each of the two machine gunners with a headshot.

If this scene is filmed and posted on the Night Watch forum, it will definitely be the hottest big news-the famous useless student of Kassel College is not only a hunk, but also a highly protective high-level speech spirit like the Bronze Throne.

But only a few people in Kassel College knew that Fingel had left his heart in the ice sea of ​​Greenland, and he had lost too much in that operation.

That's why he has been paralyzing himself with a decadent appearance. The dazzling combat elite of the A-level executive department disappeared, replaced by a useless repeater who was constantly being demoted.

Now, driven by the fire of revenge, he has become the fighting elite of the executive department again... It didn't last long.

"Head, help! We can't stand it anymore!"

When he saw a man in black carrying an Apajex 122mm rocket launcher on the stage under cover, he hurriedly shouted at the top of his voice.

The silver sword light began to reappear, and before the barrel of the bazooka was fired, the man in black, together with the bazooka in his hand, split in two.

Lu Mingfei joined the cleansing battlefield, like a tiger joining a pack of wolves, and immediately locked the hybrid who was hiding in the corner and released Yan Ling. Wang Zhishi.

An enemy stabbed him with a cross-word spear, which was a horse weapon used by ancient Japanese generals, but the opponent couldn't find a horse, so he had to use his feet instead.

But the tip of the gun is also sharp and sharp, which makes people frightened.

Lu Mingfei lightly sideways dodged the thrust of the cross-word spear, raised his foot to step on the blade of the gun, and used this as a way to turn around and rush towards the person holding the gun.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the shoulder of the enemy holding the gun was completely cut off, exposing the thick bones.

Those who remain here are heretics, doomed to bleed tonight.

(End of this chapter)