Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 99 The Food of the Night
"I haven't found any other Deadpool activities at the bottom...You've worked hard, Your Excellency Lu Mingfei."

The last trace of contempt in Patriarch Miyamoto's heart has also disappeared, replaced by respect from the heart.

The surviving commissioners of the executive bureau have recovered from the shock and went downstairs to search for survivors non-stop.

Not everyone in the Sheqi Bajia is of mixed race, ordinary employees and underworld elements also account for a considerable part.

"Report to me about the overall situation." Lu Mingfei said.

He tied the red velvet silk wrapped around the blade around his waist, ready to fight with the Jingyue sword all the time.

"Yes... At present, the incident has been classified as a joint attack by the ghosts and mercenaries. They took advantage of the absence of the head of the family and Director Yuan to launch an attack. At present, the roof has been breached."

"Two people from the mercenary team reached the 20th floor 38 seconds ago. They should be heading straight for you. The rest of them have reached the 45th floor."

Shio Miyamoto did not hide anything, and decisively reported the situation to Lu Mingfei.

He is not a fool, even if it was just the camera footage of the battle that took less than 2 minutes, his heart skipped a beat.

There is no doubt that Lu Mingfei is now the sharpest weapon in this building, as long as he can get his help, maybe he can get through this crisis.

Speaking of weapons, Shio Miyamoto thought of the Patriarch Uesugi on the ξ floor with some unease.

This timing is really too coincidental, not only the head of the family and the chief of the bureau just happened to be away... Even Patriarch Uesugi is probably still in the weak period after the whole body exchange.

In case the mercenaries or evil spirits who rushed to the 45th floor robbed Patriarch Uesugi - this is not impossible, since they dared to break into Genji Heavy Industries in such an open manner, who knows what kind of means they have prepared for this .

Shio Miyamoto's forehead was already dripping with cold sweat. If this happened, he would not be able to apologize a thousand times.

He immediately picked up his own saber with Yasha on the scabbard, flailing its teeth and claws—every family owner has his own saber, even if he is not very proficient in sword skills as a scientific researcher, he is no exception.

"Master Patriarch, you need to be in command here!"

Someone shouted hastily.

"From now on, I will leave it to you to command!"

Shio Miyamoto pushed open the door of the monitoring center and rushed out without looking back.

"The deputy head is still on the 38th floor."

Fingal whispered.

"He's fine. I believe in his combat effectiveness, otherwise I wouldn't let him stay alone."

Lu Mingfei was not worried that Chu Zihang would encounter trouble.

"So, Captain, you don't believe in my fighting power, do you?"

Fingel looked devastated.

"If your fighting attitude can be a little more serious, I can rest assured, Brother Fingel."

Lu Mingfei said truthfully.

"I'm already serious! There's no more serious hunk in the world than John Rambo from First Blood!"

said Fingal aloud.

"Yes, and there are many..."

But Lu Mingfei didn't say it out, after all, now is not the time for small talk.

He glanced at the strange-shaped corpses here: "Let's go, go up and meet those heretics."

……

On the top floor of Genji Heavy Industries, a man with no make-up walked among the corpses, his face was cold and charming——

Although it is not appropriate to use such words to describe a man, his impression is indeed very appropriate, just like the vixen who practiced against the moon in "The Strange Records of the Mountain Demon".

He was holding a long knife that was still bleeding, and painted crimson eye shadow under his indifferent and clear eyes.

The top floor of the Snake Bajia is able to resist the armed forces of a squadron of armed helicopters in a short time from being destroyed by him alone.

"Is this thing really useful?"

Kazama Ruri said softly, with the other hand she was playing with a black metal pyramid with golden mysterious lines and words drawn on it.

"Forget it... Since those people said so, then I will do as I wish."

He carefully looked at this alchemy creation for a while, and finally tilted his head slightly, possessed himself and placed it on the ground of the roof:
"Is that all right?"

……

Genji Heavy Industries safe passage C, [-]th floor.

"Three... thirty! Finally... finally here!"

Er Tong was already exhausted like a dead dog, lying on the stairs like a puddle of mud.

The hood was soaked through, but he still didn't dare to take it off.

"I said buddy... Which gym do you practice in, how many hours do you practice every day? I didn't hear you panting until I reached the [-]th floor... You are so fucking awesome."

Ertong was out of breath.

Santong still didn't answer him, just as silent as he had been all the way.

He turned his head and looked around - Ertong, who was resting on the stairs, was very lucky not to see Santong's real 360-degree "turning head", otherwise he would definitely be scared to pee.

Afterwards, Santong drew out the long knife, and the sharp edge of the blade came out of the sheath crisply, and the sudden action almost frightened Ertong.

"Masaka..."

"Could this big dumb guy want to fuck me and eat my share of the money..."

Ertong hastily climbed up a long section of stairs, fearing that Santong would do something to him, so he was ready to run away at any time.

But an unexpected scene happened in Ertong——

Santong suddenly aimed the drawn blade at himself, and then cut it off fiercely!

"Fuck! Brother, why are you suddenly so overwhelmed and want to apologize!"

Ertong was startled again, his eyes widened, looking at the blood gushing out of Santong's abdomen like a fountain, with a horrified expression.

But Santong ignored him, he just stayed where he was, ignoring the blood flowing from his abdomen, and continued to tear his body apart while grabbing the handle of the knife.

At the same time, he also inserted his palm into the wound on his abdomen that was cut with a knife blade, and Er Tong was terrified when he saw it.

After a bloody groping, Santong grabbed a bloody thing from his stomach.

Er Tong took off his hood, revealing his handsome Asian face.

He widened his eyes, trying to see clearly what San Tuo was holding in his hand.

It doesn't look like a liver or small intestine in shape - the organs of normal people will grow into a triangular pyramid shape! ?

Ronald Tang rubbed his eyes to confirm that he was not dazzled. What was caught by the three barrels was a small pyramid whose blood color gradually faded, revealing the original dark and shiny color.

"Damn it... Is this the bloody version of the Millennium Building Blocks? Is it going to be a card game for a dark duel? I don't know how to play Yu-Gi-Oh..."

Old Tang thought wildly, then quietly went up a few steps, and continued to watch this bloody and weird scene from the junction of the 31th floor to the [-]st floor.

Trembling and respectful, the three cylinders gently placed the black pyramid on the scarlet ground, and the sound of metal and stone meeting was very clear.

As soon as it came into contact with the ground, the dragon text and patterns painted on the surface of the pyramid suddenly lit up, as if something unknown had been activated.

"Is this what you want to give?"

Old Tang suddenly realized that the thing he had been thinking about just now would be on Santong's body - he didn't expect that it was actually on Santong's "body"!
"Hurry up and run, this time it seems to be stepping on a pit..."

Seeing Santong's body fall powerlessly with a "plop", Lao Tang rushed down the stairs resolutely to escape from here, and he no longer thought about the $70 in his heart.

He swept away his previous slump, became fierce, and rushed down the 29th floor in one breath.

But suddenly he stopped, not daring to move forward.

The air seemed to have become turbid, and everything in front of him became dark yellow and decayed, as if it had been stained with a dark yellow curtain.

The world became quiet and silent, and the honking that had been mechanically repeating on every floor and could not understand Japanese also stopped. Old Tang grabbed the rusty doorknob and gently pushed open the escape door on the 29th floor, "Squeak "Ah-" The voice made my teeth sour.

Old Tang stuck out half of his head—seeing that the corridor was as dark as an abyss.

"Is this haunted?"

He gritted his teeth and quickly walked down to the 28th floor.

The disturbing smell became more and more intense, and it seemed that the lower you went, the closer you were to the Underworld Hell.

His head also suddenly ached, as if a sharp knife had been stabbed into his brain and stirred, unknown fragments of memory flooded into his heart.

"Fuck! What's going on!"

Old Tang clutched his head in pain, gave up the idea of ​​continuing to go down, and started to turn around and walk back.

It wasn't until he returned to the place where the pyramid was placed on the third floor on the [-]th floor that the pain that was invading his head was relieved a lot.

Although the smell of blood remained in the air, at least the smell of decay disappeared.

Below the [-]th floor...it seems to have become another world.

……

"'Night Food Garden'... Is there a better place to eat power than this?"

In safe passage A on the 33rd floor of Genji Heavy Industries, Jiu Suo chuckled as he stepped forward, leaving dozens of black-clothed corpses behind him.

"I wish the emperor can get the authority he wants smoothly."

A phantom of a woman emerged from his side and spoke softly.

"Successful? No, how could it be smooth?"

"'Rashomon' was supposed to come out four years later, and now we had to activate it early and work with dirty, ugly villains."

Jiu Suo—or "Emperor"'s words were suddenly cold, "It's all because of him... Lu Mingfei!"

"A pawn completely out of other people's control, destroying my little chessboard like crazy. His behavior is unforgivable."

After another long silence, Jiu Suo spoke again:
"In that case, let's bring the food of the night back to life."

……

Lu Mingfei slashed down with his sword, trying to split the pyramid that seemed to be nailed to the ground into two halves.

But only sparks were sparked, and the pyramid was unscathed.

A few minutes ago, when Lu Mingfei and Finger went up to the second floor of No.40, the black pyramid in their pockets suddenly tore off their clothes and "dropped" on the ground.

Lu Mingfei realized something was wrong, and hurried to pick it up, but found that the flat bottom of the triangular pyramid seemed to be glued to the ground, unable to move at all.

"So hard? Can't even split the moon?"

Lu Mingfei frowned, and wanted to urge the great sword of the moon with all his strength, showing the "moonlight shape" to chop the pyramid, when Chu Zihang's voice came from the headset.

"Captain, where are you now?"

"Currently on the 42nd floor with Fingal. Are you in trouble, bro."

Lu Mingfei put down his sword-wielding hand and replied.

"No, if you can...you'd better look out of the window now."

Chu Zihang said, he threw the charred black corpse in his hand to the corner of the room, and looked out the French window.

He fought with the two bandits wearing "East" and "West" hoods who broke in abruptly.

Although the two opponents were of mixed race, they were quickly defeated by Chu Zihang's violent "Jun Yan" in front of him.

For these heretics who wanted to exchange his brother's corpse for money, Chu Zihang ignored their begging for mercy and completely purified them with Jun Yan.

Then, he looked out the floor-to-ceiling windows—a completely different Tokyo.

On the horizon in the distance, a huge and spectacular blood-red sunset occupies half of the entire sky at the horizon, dyeing the entire city with a dark golden veil.

It also reflected the heavy rain that enveloped the entire city.

It was just after ten o'clock in the morning, and it was still a rare sunny day, the sun was warm and bright... How could it suddenly become dusk?
In addition, Chu Zihang also saw the Rainbow Bridge, which is a bridge that crosses Tokyo Bay and leads to the port area. It is more than 700 meters long.

But here, it really turned into a rainbow, stretching tens of times and hundreds of times, spanning the entire Tokyo, bending like a rainbow.

The body of the bridge has an ancient copper color, and the surface is mottled with rust, as if it has gone through endless years.

"I saw it."

Lu Mingfei kicked open the door of an office room, and, like Fingel, saw the post-apocalyptic Tokyo outside the window——

There was no life at all, and only some black shadows the size of sesame seeds and moving quickly could be seen on the street.

"These alchemical creations are activated! In ways we don't know!"

Fingel screamed, and kicked the black pyramid on the ground, but the opponent remained motionless.

"They stuffed this thing into the body of a person or Deadpool not to hide the secret preservation...I'm afraid it's to isolate the connection between them."

"We have now been brought into the Nibelungen by them... This is the first time I have seen a Nibelungen as big as a city."

Fingel glanced at the dark yellow buildings outside the window, and expressed his sincere amazement.

"How to remove it?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"I don't know yet...I'm just half a bucket of water, and I almost forgot all the alchemy techniques I learned to the teacher."

"And even if I haven't forgotten, I can't solve this level of Nibelungen. I still have to ask the vice-principal to come here in person."

Fingel scratched his head.

Lu Mingfei frowned, the city didn't look so silent.

In the dark corner of the floor, there were countless black figures about to move, and pairs of dark golden eyes were looking up at his position.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and began to pray in a low voice.

Hearing Lu Mingfei's low voice of prayer, Fingel closed his mouth so as not to make any noise that would affect his team leader.

He's not the type to have faith.

After he joined the Weeping Angels, Lu Mingfei did not force him to believe in the Emperor, but only asked him to learn the etiquette of the battle group.

Fingel took out his mobile phone from his pocket, intending to record this shocking scene in Nibelung——

But he was shocked to see a faint golden light appearing on Lu Mingfei's body.

(End of this chapter)