Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

Chapter 86 Meeting
Hotel, Chu Zihang and Susie's suite, in the living room.

Old Tang was sitting in front of his laptop, surrounded by Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang and Su Qian, the psychological pressure on Old Tang was like three coconuts were surrounding him.

The laptop displays the background chat box of the hunter website, which is the official way for employers and hunters to communicate.

It stands to reason that this kind of communication has very loose requirements for the employer of Party A, and it doesn't matter how many people watch it, as long as it is not broadcast live on the Internet.

But for the hunter who is Party B, the requirements are more stringent. For example, you must ensure that you are the only one, you cannot copy the chat records in the form of pictures or text, and you cannot share the chat records with others.

Old Tang's current situation of letting three people watch him is already a serious violation.

But Old Tang thought about it carefully, and the hunter website deals with gray transactions that have nothing to do with dragons, or sesame events related to the details of dragons.

The vast majority of hunters don't even know the existence of hybrids, and only deal with things related to dragons as supernatural events.

And each of the three people in front of him seemed unfathomable, had extraordinary backgrounds, and they were capable of fighting at first glance.

The organization behind them is chasing and killing real pure-blooded dragons all over the world. People don't bother to participate in the small troubles of the hunter website. Even the whole hunter website is just a useful scavenger for them. Organization only.

Isn't it already obvious where he should stand? !

So after receiving the security guarantee from Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang and Su Xi, he resolutely violated the rules of the hunter website and unconditionally helped Lu Mingfei and the other three.

And now, he's talking to his employer.

Old Tang: We may need to meet up.

Employer: Meet?In the previous entrustment and our agreement, there was no mention of meeting.

Old Tang: I have very important information that must be communicated face to face.

Employer: What's wrong with communicating with the Hunter website?Its secrecy is obvious to all.I won't meet with you. If you don't want to do this commission, you can give it up, and you don't have to return the deposit to me.

For a moment, Old Tang almost typed "OK" on the keyboard and sent it.

The hunter cancels the entrustment by himself and does not need to refund the cash to the employer. How can there be such a good thing in the world!
"Cough cough." Lu Mingfei coughed lightly.

Old Tang reluctantly deleted "OK" from the chat box.

Lu Mingfei explained a few words to Old Tang, Old Tang nodded and typed again.

Old Tang: You have to meet and talk with whoever you are looking for. According to the content of my investigation, this involves an earth-shattering large organization. Even the boss behind the Hunter website, once they offend them, they will die in an instant. , I can't take such a big risk without even seeing your face.

The "big and earth-shattering organization" he mentioned naturally refers to Solomon's Temple. Although I don't know how strong Solomon's Temple is, it's over anyway.

This time, there was a long silence on the opposite side, and no news was sent.

It wasn't until several people here began to suspect that the other party had simply given up communicating and blackmailed Old Tang, that a message was refreshed.

Employer: See you at ten o'clock tomorrow night, and I will send you a picture of the meeting address at six o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

The four of Lu Mingfei looked at each other and nodded.

……

The next day, late at night, in a remote part of Viana do Castelo, in a small abandoned open-air theater.

It can be seen that this place used to be a bustling theater. The overall construction of the building is precise and harmonious, and the decoration details are also very perfect. However, time has passed, and it is not known whether it is due to poor management or other reasons. Now it is empty.

The moonlight shone into the theatre, and the gate of the theater had long been decayed and was thrown in an inconspicuous corner. The red carpet on the ground had become dirty and felt like a thick layer of blood had coagulated on it.

Only the church choir occasionally comes here to practice—although the chairs, carpets and stage curtains are gone, the main body of the building is still very complete and solid, and the effect of practicing here is very good.

But the choir will not come here to practice late at night, at most, the priest will bring the cute little boy in the choir to "picnic" together.

The people who came this time were neither a priest nor a little boy, but four young men.

The old patriarch of the Salvador family came here for an appointment. He stood on the stage of the small theater, every silver hair was combed meticulously, with his back to the door, leaning on his cane with both hands, he heard the footsteps on the red carpet as he passed the door The sound is getting closer.

His luck is very good. Although his blood is low, he has awakened the word spirit with a sequence as high as 59 - Kamaitachi.

The periodic table of speaking spirits only divides speaking spirits into ordinary speaking spirits, dangerous speaking spirits, high-risk speaking spirits and top-secret speaking spirits, etc., but for the vast majority of second- and third-rate mixed-race families or forces, basically no one His bloodline is high enough to awaken or support a dangerous level of speech spirit, and it is extremely rare to reach sequence sixty or above.

Therefore, among the folks, the periodic table of speech spirits is at the level of ordinary speech spirits, and there are more detailed divisions.

Word spirits from No. 1 to No. 88 belong to ordinary speech spirits, and No. 1 speech spirit "Emperor" is special and is not included in the division.

From the No. 2 speech spirit "Blood Knot" to the No. 30 speech spirit "Wolf Pack", these 29 speech spirits are low-level speech spirits.

From "Kui" in sequence No. 31 to "Scythe Weasel" in sequence No. 59, these 29 are middle-level language spirits.

Finally, from "Bingliu" on the 60th to "Achilles" on the 88th, these 29 speech spirits are high-level speech spirits.

The old patriarch's sickle itachi happened to be stuck in the last sequence of the middle-level word spirit. Although it was not lethal, it was already quite powerful in the word spirit.

In the domain of Ling Ling, he can construct complex sound channels, thereby mastering all the small voices in the domain.

Although his field radius is less than 60 meters due to his bloodline and cannot last for a long time, it is enough to make him an excellent shooter.

And because he was diligent in training his speech skills when he was young, his hearing, or the skill of distinguishing voices, is far superior to ordinary people. Even if he doesn't release his speech skills, he can still clearly hear that there are four people coming, and he can even distinguish four people according to the weight and weight of his steps. According to the rhythm, it is judged that these four people are three men and one woman.

He only placed one commission, but four people came?
The old patriarch slowly stretched his hand to his waist, and there was a newly maintained Colt M1911 pinned there. This was the gun he used most often when he was young. The one from that time was less familiar, but it was still a murderous weapon in his hands.

When he was young, he was also a famous hero in the surrounding mixed-race circles. Even if he is old now, he is not a mere hunter who can threaten him!
He wasn't going to kill people, but he wanted to teach those young people a lesson.

The field unfolded silently, and the sound of breathing, footsteps and even heartbeats of those people could be heard. The old patriarch did not look back, leaning on a cane in one hand, and pointed the gun behind him with the other hand, and was about to pull the trigger.

This gun will not hit anyone, but it will pass by the heads of the two men who are coming, and they will probably feel a severe blow to their faces.

But he couldn't pull the trigger down, the crisp sound of metal breaking sounded in his palm, sharp, no, fierce wind blew from his neck to the back of his head.

At that moment, he had an illusion, as if a fierce wind had cut his skin, blown away the blood beads in the wound, scattered and fragmented in the air, and was blown away by the wind along with his life.

The old patriarch's heart stopped beating. Judging from the weight change in his hand and the chill passing over the tiger's mouth, the comer cut off the Colt M1911 obliquely from the place close to the handle, but did not hurt him. flesh and blood.

The gun is no longer usable, and there is still a rapier hidden in his walking stick. He used this sword to defeat countless opponents when he was young, but now he doesn't even have the courage to draw it.

The visitor didn't even cut off his hand, which is enough to prove that the other party didn't have any malicious intentions.

He tried his best to keep calm, so that his body would not tremble, and he turned his head steadily to look over.

Immediately froze in place.

Of the four people in front of me, three are acquaintances.

To be precise, they are "ordinary people" friends brought back by Xiao Qiang.

The man closest to him is a male college student who came to do "academic exchange". When we met last time, he looked like a rigorous and knowledgeable science student. Now he is holding a long knife at an angle. There is moonlight pouring down the blade to the ground.

If you look closely at those pitch-black eyes, it is obvious that he is wearing colored contact lenses to cover them up. I don't know how majestic his golden pupils will be after taking them off.

"Brother, put the knife away, we are civilized people." Among the three people behind, the youngest-looking boy said.

The young man with the knife retracted the knife and returned it to the sheath, and the sharpness of the knife was fully contained in the sheath, but the young man himself was a knife, and the sharpness was still unbearable.

Holding the scabbard, he retreated to the side of the boy who spoke, and the old patriarch shifted his gaze to the boy.

The boy under the moonlight waved to him, his eyes were as clear as a child's.

If he's not too old to be confused, that boy seems to be the boyfriend Xiao Qiang brought home before, right?
It seems to be called Lu Mingfei?

The old patriarch's face twitched a bit, feeling in his heart that old people are full of dreams.

No, tonight he had a bizarre dream.

　Recommend (sacrifice) a friend’s new (miao) book (seedling), interested friends can take a look

　　
　
(End of this chapter)