Lu Mingfei Returned From Death

In Tokyo, each area has its own characteristics unique to each area.

For example, Akihabara in Chiyoda Ward, Tokyo.

The electronic product stores, model toy stores, animation product stores and cafes with various themes are very popular there. Therefore, many people who frequent Akihabara are ACGN animation fans.

Shinjuku District is more famous for its unique and lively and chaotic traditional commercial street area, commonly known as the red light district-Kabukicho.

There are about 3000 bars, clubs, hotels and other entertainment venues of various sizes and styles here. It is not only an area for heterosexuals, but Ni-chome is also a famous gay gathering place in Asia.

Because this is a rich land for protection money, local gang cadres will consciously maintain a certain order.

Of course, these are not important. What is important is that if office workers after a busy day want to have fun, this is the place for them.

No matter you are a man or a woman, you can always find what interests you.

Takamagahara nightclub.

When night falls, countless women flock here.

Countless men and women were swaying on the dance floor, and the ground was shaking rhythmically.

This is a grand masquerade ball. The women all wear short skirts and stiletto heels, with exquisite masks on their faces, and the skirts are decorated with gorgeous sequins or peacock feathers.

Their dance partners are all young men, either feminine and handsome or masculine and rugged, most of them star-level beauties.

It is the clothing style of these handsome boys that some people find unbearable to look at.

There are people wearing earrings and wearing vacuum suits, there are people wearing suspenders with bare shoulders and shorts, and there are even 200-pound strong men wearing tight miniskirts.

At first glance, there are only two words, eye-catching!
But the women on the dance floor just like this.

“They say women can be sexy, but who says men can’t be sexy?
If men can enjoy it, so can we women! "

These words came from a female regular customer of Gao Tianyuan.

Under the enchanting dance of the fat man, the atmosphere on the dance floor became more enthusiastic, and everyone drank one glass after another.

Drunk women hugged drunk men, and the women spilled wine into the collars of their male companions, showing their wetness and temptation.

This is the essence of Takamagahara Nightclub, a Cowherd shop that is famous far and wide and only serves women!
"BasaraKing!"

Then a man appeared wearing a bright purple tight-fitting suit, a leopard-print shirt that unbuttoned Mikasa, and exposed all the ravines of his chest muscles.

A young woman in a little black dress suddenly jumped up in the booth next to the dance floor. She twisted her waist and came to the man's side to kiss his cheek.

"Thank you, dear lady."

Caesar took the champagne she handed and drank it in one gulp, then handed the other party his cigar and sent him away.

The woman looked at the red mark on the cigar as if she had found a treasure.

Apparently, it was a cigar that had been stained by the rose-colored lipstick on Caesar's mouth, and was dotted with shiny gold foil.

"No matter how many times I see you, boss, so handsome in front of a woman, I can't help but be impressed by you in my heart!"

A flattering voice suddenly came from behind Caesar.

With a slight sideways glance, Caesar knew who was coming to flatter him.

This man was wearing similar clothes to himself, but compared to his noble dress, the other person looked more coquettish.

Not to mention the open-chested transparent shirt, just the rhinestone earrings and rhinestone ring, she looked like the host of a midnight porn show.

Not only that, he actually wore makeup.

Iron-gray hair hangs down to cover one eye, while the other eye is covered with purple-black eyeliner.

Fingel, a repeater at Kassel College for many years, is the only man who has created a new lower limit for mixed-race levels.

In Takamagahara nightclub, his nickname is Heracles, which can be translated as Hercules, the ancient Greek god in charge of power.

When most people hear this name, they will probably assume that the other person is a majestic man like Hercules.

Of course, Fingel didn't think that much. He chose this nickname just so that women would think of him as a muscular man when they heard the name.

In fact, his strategy was correct. Those female guests knew that he was a muscular man as soon as they heard his name.

But contrary to expectations, because of his coquettish personality, this muscular man did not become the steely man he imagined, but became a funny character among Cowherds, similar to a comedian among Japanese entertainers.

You can tell just by looking at his tender pink bunny ears.

"Heracles, I've told you so many times, don't call me by my name outside, and don't call me Boss. You should call me by my nickname, Basara King!"

Looking at Fingel's flattering smile, Caesar said helplessly.

"Okay, King of Basara!" Fingel stood at attention and saluted.

"When is Chu Zihang's performance, do you still remember?"

Caesar didn't pay attention to Fingel's inappropriateness, and just asked while greeting the women along the edge of the dance floor.

"It should be today, it seems to be about to start." Fingel counted on his fingers, "Today is our third day in Takamagahara. After your and my debut activities, it should be his turn."

"And boss, you didn't let me call you by your name, but you called Chu Zihang's name. Is this a double standard?"

Just when Fingel was about to argue, the samba music on the stage suddenly ended.

What followed was a solitary ancient song.

The autumn wind is bleak, the lonely shadow on the cold river, and the passers-by in the rivers and lakes. As soon as the song came out, this kind of artistic conception spread into the minds of everyone in Niulang's shop.

The curtain opened, the stage slowly rose, and a lonely figure stood on the stage.

Then all the lights went out, leaving only the top beam of light from the sky covering the man who was either lonely or indifferent.

He was wearing white clothes and blue hakama, with long hair hanging over his shoulders. Under the sound of the blower, petals blew towards him, and the wind passed through his cuffs, revealing his clear, white and sexy forearms. "In order to get more flower tickets, did you go out of your way to get hair extensions?" behind the curtain, Caesar narrowed his eyes and commented.

"Should I say it or not, I'm a bit scheming." Fingel's comment followed closely, "If I do this, wouldn't it mean that I have the lowest vote?"

While the two of them looked at him admiringly or complaining, Chu Zihang took off his white clothes and tied his sleeves around his waist. His bare chest kept rising and falling with the eyes of the women who wanted to eat him up.

"Self-made, without inscription."

A cold voice sounded, and an ancient sword was neatly unsheathed.

The whole audience burst into applause.

Then, Zai Zai, who showed his manly beauty, danced his sword in the fallen cherry blossoms. The sword walked with him, advancing and retreating in a controlled manner. He just imagined that the enemy would attack.

Logically speaking, this kind of attack wouldn't look very good, or it wouldn't be very entertaining, but the women in the audience still kept screaming.

Without him, what they saw was not the ornamental sword skills, but the muscular lines revealed by the lonely figure on the stage when he wielded the sword.

In terms of muscle mass, he may not be as good as Caesar and Fingel, but in terms of the senses of young girls, muscle lines like Chu Zihang's may be more in line with their aesthetics.

"What a beautiful young man, what a lonely warrior!"

A somewhat stereotypical-looking woman wearing black spectacles untied her collar and clapped enthusiastically.

Applauding, cheering, and whistling, with growing momentum, several black-clad and masked waiters pushed a two-meter-long chopping board onto the stage.

The chopping board was covered with ice, and a whole tuna was placed on the ice.

After placing it, the masked men in black tumbled on the spot.

While rolling, they took out unsharpened ninja swords from their arms, and then stabbed Chu Zihang one after another.

His body moved back gracefully, and when his lonely body bent back, Chu Zihang tore off a piece of white cloth from his waist, and then wrapped it around his eyes with just one hand.

This thrilling action caused another exclamation of surprise.

Then, they moved and vibrated the knife, like countless phantoms appearing on the table. In just a moment, all the assassins fell to the ground, and the tuna meat on the front plank was cut into countless pieces silently.

The dark red back meat and pink belly meat are cut into beautiful square cylinder shapes, and each part is divided into categories.

Lifting the tip of the knife, wrapping the meat in paper and stuffing it into different wooden compartments, Chu Zihang took off the white cloth covering his eyes and put away the knife, just like an ancient swordsman.

"Is this, afterimage stepping forward and slashing?" The lady wearing black spectacles' eyes lit up, "Takamagahara's leaflet is really not a lie!"

Chu Zihang put away his knife, and the women applauded.

They were not only fascinated by Chu Zihang's gorgeous sword light, but also by his blindfolded play and naked upper body.

At this time, compared to the tuna being cut, they wanted to be cut open to themselves.

At this time, if a woman stripping naked is a sentimental thing, then a man stripping naked can be called art!
"Ukyo! Ukyo!" The whole audience cheered.

Before Chu Zihang's performance was over, the guests had already placed orders for his hand-cut fish.

Among them, the most precious and fattest piece of fish belly was sold at auction, and the bids were constantly updated. Finally, this rectangular piece of fish was sold for a high price of 70 yen.

The woman who won the auction was a woman in a suit. Although she looked a bit rigid, she stood up and proudly accepted the applause of all the guests.

"Excuse me, Ukyo, can you perform Yan Hui?" Kijima Ikumi shouted, "Just use this piece of fish in my hand!"

The most beautiful fish belly looks like pink marble. Kijima Ikumi used a wooden board to hold this precious piece of fish high.

She is the woman who paid a high price of 70 yen for the most precious piece of fish. She is also the woman who no longer has a stereotyped expression and has a flushed face.

"Sorry, our performance is over, Ukyo"

"can."

Just when a waiter came down to explain, Chu Zihang agreed to the woman's request with just a cold Japanese sentence.

"Swallows can withstand the force of the wind and avoid the blade. It has nothing to do with whether it is fast or slow. No matter what kind of knife it is, there is no way to swing it without vibrating the air. They just feel the vibration and change the direction of flight. Therefore, no matter how it is, Not even a single blow can cut off the swallow."

Seeing a woman named Kijima Ikumi standing in front of him, Chu Zihang thought about how he could use the Yan Hui scene after he lost to Lu Mingfei on the first day of freedom.

"A knife is just a line. It makes sense that it cannot catch the swallows flying in the air, so what should I do?" he asked at the time.

"It's very simple, just surround its retreat, attack the swallow with one knife, and block the retreat of the swallow that dodges with the force of the wind.

But you also know that if you want to succeed, it must be done in an instant, and the two swords must be almost at the same time. But if this is the case, the two swords will be too slow, so there must be a third sword that blocks the side retreat. "

Although he didn't know where Lu Mingfei was looking for the theory, Chu Zihang consciously grasped some tricks.

After practicing for so long, I have never used it in actual combat. Maybe I can try it today?
As Ikumi Kijima tossed the fish meat on the board, Chu Zihang's mind opened the most subtle pattern.

The pink flesh of the fish slowly rose in his gaze, and the knife in Chu Zihang's arms also reached its maximum speed in this posture.

Only the fastest one can draw the three fastest swords.

"Secret Sword Yan Hui!"

After breathing out all his breath, Chu Zihang instantly drew his sword and struck out three times.

One knife slashed at Feiyan, the other blocked its retreat, and the third blocked its side retreat. The three swords struck out almost at the same time.

In Kijima Ikumi's eyes, although Chu Zihang was cutting fish, she actually felt as if she was also being cut because of the opponent's rhythm?

"Dong dong!"

The fish meat was divided into several pieces and fell onto the wooden board. Kijima Ikumi's heart also beat with the sound of the fish meat falling.

"Ma'am, ma'am, are you okay?"

After regaining consciousness again, Kijima Ikumi found that the wooden board in her hand appeared in Ukyo's hand, and she was supported by him so that she did not fall. (End of chapter)