Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

Looking at Lu Mingfei's serious and righteous expression, Su Xiaoqiang thought he was going to call some big shots in their world.

Just like in American blockbusters, CIA agents are chasing fugitives. The police who are unaware of the truth stop a man who looks as powerful and cool as if possessed by the Terminator on the side of the road. The agent wears sunglasses, carries a Lamborghini's bumper on his back, holds a cigar in his mouth, and slaps his ID on the cop's chest. His expression is as cocky as he can be, and his actions are as arrogant as they can be.

Lu Mingfei was indeed holding a cigarette in his mouth. Logically speaking, given Zhao Xuyang's situation, he should have stepped on the accelerator and crushed this guy to death. However, adhering to the basic principle of doing less means making fewer mistakes, Lu Mingfei was unwilling to take the risk of being exposed.

Even if he used his own leg hair to guess, he could guess that the word spirit that the guy just used on him was definitely full of malicious intent.

Eri said she saw a river, and that river was the impact of spiritual elements. Lu Mingfei experienced a similar feeling with another person, who was Professor Masashi Toyama of Kassel Academy, and his words were hypnosis.

It is not difficult to guess that Zhao Xuyang's words are also something similar to hypnosis, or perhaps a more dangerous holy word ability, but the final effect is to force the affected person to do things according to the ideas of the user of the words.

However, this kind of mental influence has almost no effect on Lu Mingfei. He can now resist the sound of Herzog's clappers to a certain extent, not to mention the hypnosis that was used to treat PTSD.

"You Supermen also use QQ?" Su Xiaoqiang asked in confusion.

“Don’t underestimate QQ. One day this penguin will go global!” said Lu Mingfei. He clicked on a friend’s chat interface whose avatar was a little orange cat and clicked on a video call.

After a while, the call was connected, and a girl with a chubby face but a pointed chin appeared on the screen. She looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, but had grown into a charming and beautiful girl with long eyelashes. She was very cute.

Su Xiaoqiang and Eri both had starry eyes. Girls have no resistance to cute things, even if the other person is actually a human like them, or a dragon that may have lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

The little girl angrily tapped the screen with her fingers, impatiently saying, "Little brat, can you please stop sending me QQ videos for no reason? I won't give it to others who want my friend status. If they already have my friend status, they have to see if I am willing to accept it by sending me a red envelope. But you send me a video when you have something to do. Can you let me finish this game first?"

Lu Mingfei asked what you were playing?
The video turned and the picture on the screen flashed. The girl held up her mobile phone to show Lu Mingfei her super-luxurious gaming computer. On it was the death settlement screen of CS. Lu Mingfei hesitated and said that he had never played it before.

"I know you have never played it. Your favorite computer game in this life is StarCraft, followed by Warcraft III Frozen Throne Chenghai 3C battle map. Your favorite shooting game is your Kassel's Free Day. I see that you are now playing the live-action version of Miracle Nikki. How can CS be worthy of your attention?" The little mouth of the Lord Wa was bombarding like a machine gun. Lu Mingfei's eyes twitched and he begged for mercy, and she finally calmed down.

"Something's not right. A local hybrid has appeared around my friend," said Lu Mingfei.

Wazhu was stunned for a moment, and frowned: "Is your friend a mixed-blood?"

Lu Mingfei was also stunned for a moment, "Why, you orthodox people still have requirements in this regard? Mixed-bloods can't get too close to ordinary people?" He felt shocked but also a little reasonable. From a biological point of view, the mixed-blood group should actually be separated from Homo sapiens as an independent genus, but everyone has always had different opinions and if they really want to be independent from humans, the sense of belonging will fall apart within a few generations. Maybe a hundred years later, someone will take up the banner and give a speech in a beer hall saying something like "We should use the mixed-bloods' guns to seize the mixed-bloods' rightful land for their plows".

"Not really. I think you are so powerful that you should have a strong social circle. Didn't Bai Juyi say that only great scholars can talk and laugh with ordinary people? How come you still associate with ordinary people?"

"First of all, my friend is not an ordinary person." Lu Mingfei was silent for a moment, "Secondly, the person who said this is Liu Yuxi... So, are you really Nuwa? Why do I feel that your literary literacy is so low?"

Su Xiaoqiang covered her mouth in shock. What incredible thing had she heard?
Nuwa?

That guy is even more powerful than a Kryptonian!

The little stars in the girl's eyes sparkled even brighter. No one knew what was on her mind. She clenched her fists, looked excited, and leaned forward, as if she wanted to explore more secrets of the unknown world.

"I don't need literary accomplishment. If I wanted to, I could have made you write letters in classical Chinese now." Wazhu was so angry that her nose was crooked. "Do you know Cao Zhi? He wrote "Ode to the Goddess of Luo River" for me!"

Lu Mingfei silently looked at the Lord Wa on the phone screen, whose cheeks were puffed up with anger like a hamster. He silently compared famous quotes like "shoulders are as sharp as a knife and waist is as thin as a feather" with this little girl and quickly put a big cross on the equal sign in the middle.

The character Cao Zhi wrote is obviously a slender and graceful queen. How could it be a little loli who is a little cute but has nothing to do with tallness?
When Lord Wa saw Lu Mingfei's look, she became even angrier. She put her phone in front of the computer, put her hands on her hips and pouted, saying, "Don't forget that I once held you in my arms when you were a child wearing open-crotch pants. Do you think I ever played your little guitar at that time?"

Su Xiaoqiang:?

Eri:!

Lu Mingfei: “Fuck.”

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Is that Zhao Xuyang the person you sent to monitor me?" Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment and tried to change the subject, but it was too late. The look in the little goddess' eyes when she looked at him had obviously changed. If that look was shock or confusion, it would be fine. Why did Lu Mingfei feel that this girl seemed to have maxed out his expectations in that instant...

What did Lord Wa say about Zhao Xuyang? I don’t know him, but do you have a photo?

Lu Mingfei thought about it and said that the dashcam should have captured his face, but he would have to wait until he got back to check it for him.

After waiting for a while, he patted his forehead and said, "He seemed to have given me a business card just now. I'll take a picture of it and show it to you."

After saying that, he turned the camera of his mobile phone to the small alloy card he took out of his pocket. It was probably made of platinum, and Zhao Xuyang's name, phone number, and job title were engraved on it using laser.

"He told us that he was a returnee who graduated from Cambridge and was planning to start hairy crab farming and invest in a wafer fab in Kunshan."

After looking at it carefully for a moment, Lord Wa narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly and said, "Fuck Solomon's Temple."

Lu Mingfei choked and looked up to see that Su Xiaoqiang and Eri were also confused. "To be honest, sometimes I don't understand you guys. You act like you are superior and romantic, but when you come out of your mouth, you always say 'fuck' or 'screw'." Lu Mingfei sighed and said, "Can you please consider that we are still children in front of you, old man?"

"What a bullshit kid, I haven't even slept with anyone yet and you've been partying every fucking night, right?"

Su Xiaoqiang’s face turned pale.

Eri's face turned red.

Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth and said something about Solomon's Temple. What does this have to do with that little English cult?
Wazhu raised his chin slightly and said, "This is not some small evil cult. It is a fraternity with a ridiculously strong organization that can compete with Westminster Bank."

Westminster Bank Lu Mingfei knew that there was an extremely powerful Snowdon family in the UK who had relied on their bloodline that had never been cut off for hundreds of years and had protected the mixed-blood society of the three islands together with the royal family from being conquered. This family was the main leader of Westminster Bank and had deep cooperation with the Secret Party. The beheader who died in Hongjing last time was a super A-level mixed-blood from the Snowdon family.

"At the beginning of last year, there was an idiot named Zhao Xuzhen in the Solomon's Temple who brought a real dragon from the West into the country and caused a lot of trouble in Kunshan, fighting with a bunch of young people. Have you heard about this?"

"No, do you think I'm really the top person in the academy?" Lu Mingfei said he had no idea. Last year, he was planning to go to Oslo to board the nuclear-powered icebreaker to see if he could find Herzog's boss. Unfortunately, he was forced back to China by the prince on the hunter website using the information about Fenrir and Jörmungandr.

Now that I think about it, the "prince" should be Pompey, right? That guy is one of the people who is most unwilling for Lu Mingfei to know the truth.

It is Odin after all.

Now I think I should board the YAMAL by any means necessary. The ship may contain the world's ultimate secrets, Ragnarok, Twilight Dogma, Odin...

"In short, the matter is not complicated. There was a girl named Jiang Wanzhi who was originally a member of the Temple of Solomon. But she escaped from that organization a few years ago. After returning to Kunshan, she fell in love with a boy named Bai and married him. Later, the people from the Temple came back and said that Jiang Wanzhi was the organization's treasure and that she had the superior blood of the East flowing in her body." Wazhu showed a disdainful expression on her face. "The person from the Temple who came to China was called Zhao Xuzhen. He was a fake foreign devil, who seemed to be the descendant of Zhao Guangyi. His rank in their organization was 'knight'. He brought a dragon and hid it in Yangcheng Lake, which almost caused a disaster."

Lu Mingfei remembered. When he was in Tokyo, Ling and Jiude Mai had told him about the Solomon's Temple, and how the Knights of the Temple brought a dragon into China, and were eventually crushed to death by the Zhou family of Xiangyang City in Yangcheng Lake.

The dragon was later beaten into a cocoon, and the golden holy fluid in its body was extracted to relieve Eri's bloodline, which was almost out of control at the time.

"The weak Song Dynasty is such a shame, from the Song Dynasty to the modern times." Lu Mingfei was indignant, "I am different, I was born Chinese and I will die with a Chinese soul."

"You can tell this to the people in the National Security Bureau. It has nothing to do with me."

“Then Zhao Xuzhen’s name seems to be closely related to Zhao Xuyang,” Lu Mingfei said.

"They belong to the Zhao family's branch. After the end of World War II, they immigrated from Hong Kong to the UK. They have a lot of assets. Somehow they got in touch with the people of Solomon's Temple and became the core component of that organization." Wazhu knew these things clearly. "Zhao Xuzhen and Zhao Xuyang are brothers, but one is a knight and the other is not. This time, that guy came back from the UK to find the dragon."

"As expected, the imperial family is the most ruthless. Damn, the Song Dynasty has been destroyed for thousands of years, but the relationship between the brothers of the Zhao family is still so weak. His brother must be so scared that he can't die anymore, but he doesn't care about him at all. He just comes here to look for dragons." Lu Mingfei cursed, "He really came to the right place in China. There are dragons everywhere here."

"What?" Wazhu was shocked. "You also know about this?"

Lu Mingfei was horrified and laughed: "We, the descendants of Yan and Huang, all say we are descendants of the dragon, so aren't we all dragons?"

"Anyway, it's impossible for the Temple to take their dragon back. After those cute girls under your command drew blood from it, we pierced its scapula and locked it up as a guard beast." The little girl spread her hands.

"How is he related to my friend?" Lu Mingfei asked.

The third generation of the breed brought from England was lost in Kunshan, and this is Hefei, why did Zhao Xuyang appear here? It seems that he still knows Su Xiaoqiang.

"The Solomon's Temple is not just a simple financial institution. They have set up operations in the financial and business circles around the world... They can't reach into our government, but they are very good at using small tricks to raise funds, merge and embezzle assets." Wa said with a look of disgust on her face. "And the intelligence says that Zhao Xuyang is not a good person either. He relies on his words to bully men and women in the UK. I don't know how many foreign horses he has made pregnant."

"What is his word spirit?"

"I don't know, maybe hypnosis or something like that."

Lu Mingfei's eyes showed a trace of anger. He could almost imagine how Zhao Xuyang bullied men and women in England. It was hard to imagine what would happen today if Su Xiaoqiang didn't happen to be so close to him.

"Why, did he make you angry?" Wazhu frowned, and a trace of anger appeared on her pretty face. Lu Mingfei didn't know why he was angry. But for no reason, he felt like he was complaining to an elder.

"He wanted to hypnotize me, and maybe his friends too," Lu Mingfei said.

"That idiot is holding a diplomatic passport..."

"Is it a bit difficult?"

"Not really. I'm going to arrest him for espionage and lock him up for a hundred or eighty years." Wazhu is really a cruel and ruthless cute girl. She gave him a sentence of a hundred or eighty years right off the bat... How many hundred or eighty years can a person have? Damn, he'll be dead by the time he gets out of prison, right?
"Okay, let's solve it this way. It's okay, I'll hang up first. I have to go meet my friend's parents." Lu Mingfei looked up at the road. At this time, the car had merged into the main road.

"Hey, wait, what the hell are you talking about? I've already finished my meeting here, and I've also requested artillery support from the higher-ups. I've got a hydrogen bomb ready to destroy Odin's Nibelungen once and for all." Wa gulped down her Coke, with a small silver bell tied to her slender, white wrist with a red string. "When will you be ready?" (End of this chapter)