Chapter 181 Who the hell told you I was dead? !

"Constantine? Isn't that your nickname?"

Seeing that Old Tang was no longer irritable and seemed to have returned to normal, Lu Mingfei let go of his collar and put the back of his hand against his forehead to see if this kid had burned his brain because of his excessive anger.

"This is my brother's name. I just... uh, borrowed it."

Old Tang felt a little embarrassed. He shook his head and shook off Lu Mingfei's hand, changing the subject: "Let's not talk about this for now. How did you know that I have a brother, and that he is in China?"

"It's a long story."

"Then I'll make it short."

"I had a dream. I dreamed that he was looking for you all over the world." Lu Mingfei said he would not lie to Old Tang, and he would never lie again.

Although his truth sounded far more ridiculous than a random lie.

But Old Tang believed it.

After all, he just thought of his brother in a state that seemed to be in a dream.

"We are good brothers. We dream about the same thing." Old Tang patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder and looked past him to Fengjian Liuli, who was dangling her legs in the corridor.

"But I was forced into the dream. Just now, a pretty boy in a kimono glared at me and hypnotized me directly."

Lu Mingfei also saw the bald men behind him who had changed from prostrating themselves in worship to fainting with their butts sticking up. He went forward to check and confirmed that they were not in danger of life and had not been accidentally injured by Old Tang's outburst. Only then did he feel relieved.

But soon, he moved his ears slightly and found that the music below had stopped at some point, and the noise of the cheerful crowd also disappeared, so he immediately ran downstairs:

"Old Tang, tie up the attacker, tie him up tightly."

The mysterious things cannot be guessed by science or common sense. These bald guys had already fainted and were not overwhelmed by Old Tang's aura, but those downstairs were very excited.

This was his first day in charge of the nightclub. If any big news happened, how would he lead the team in the future?

Fortunately, the dance floor on the first floor was just littered with people, and it looked like a group of people were drunk, but there was no tragic scene of people bleeding from all seven orifices and looking terrified.

I opened the door and looked outside the store. Everything was normal, with the same busy traffic and flashing neon lights.

Lu Mingfei felt relieved and didn't bother to care about those men and women who were eating and drinking together. He turned around and went back upstairs.

Sakurai Kogure, who was waiting in the car outside the door, had been staring at the movements on the Takama-ga-hara side. Just now, a burst of fire suddenly appeared on the third floor, and there was a faint sense of extremely powerful momentum.

She guessed that the Dragon King had engaged in a fight with the enemy, and the battle lasted only a short time and was over in an instant.

Well, the gate of Takama-ga-hara opened and then closed quickly just now. Perhaps some fish tried to escape and were caught by Lord Dragon King.

Sakurai Kogure, who was full of confidence in Kazama Ruri, had a smile on his face. He had already begun to imagine the beautiful vision of Lord Dragon King returning in triumph, defeating the Eight Snake Families, and leading the fierce demons to dominate Japan.

It’s a pity that she didn’t know that her Lord Dragon King had suffered the same Waterloo as Napoleon Bonaparte did in the past.

When Lu Mingfei returned to the third floor, he found that in just a short while, Old Tang had stuffed the bald men that filled the corridor into the room, and there was a humpback whale lying inside.

As for the pretty boy who broke in, he had already tied him to a chair with a belt.

You know what, that look is somewhat similar to Kaneki Ken who was caught and tortured by a gecko.

“Where did you get so many belts?” Lu Mingfei closed the door. What was about to happen might be a little cruel, so he had to be careful not to have a curious little cutie come over to watch.

"Borrowed." Old Tang pointed to the room where the bald bodyguards were piled up. It was obvious that he couldn't find a suitable rope in a short time. He could only use local materials and borrow someone else's belt.

There was no need for Old Tang to hide anything from Lu Mingfei, so he simply repeated what had just happened, even telling him what happened in his "dream".

Lu Mingfei listened thoughtfully: "It sounds like this guy's words should be related to hypnosis or dreaming. Not only can it pull people into dreams, but it can also awaken memories hidden deep in the mind.

Your hometown is near Baidi City, so you can "see" the burning ancient city.

You have a long-lost brother. You were separated from him due to an accident when he was a child, but you lost your childhood memory due to the accident, so you thought he was dead.

All kinds of coincidences, plus this guy's deliberate guidance, turned your 'dream' into a tragedy of life and death separation."

Old Tang nodded secretly when he heard this. He thought so too, and his hand had already touched the whip hanging around his waist.

Although it is a prop, it is not used to increase interest. If you use it hard enough, it can also beat a person to pieces.

"This kid is no good. He dares to get into trouble without Optimus Prime. He can hypnotize several people at the same time and he is so weak that he dares to come and cause trouble."

"Don't take on a job if you don't have the skills. Don't rush into it. Let me first ask him if he has any personal grudge against me." Lu Mingfei stopped Old Tang's greeting with the pine cone and broad bean five whips.

China is a country of etiquette, where we believe in using courtesy before force.

Wait until they don’t cooperate before drawing.

Tilt your head back, lift your face, and keep your scissors ready.

People who make a living by their looks pay the most attention to their image. Lu Mingfei decided that if the other party didn't cooperate, he would first give him a bald haircut, which would make him look so ugly that he would take a photo. If he still refused to cooperate, he would release Lao Tang.

To be on the safe side, he also asked Old Tang to watch nearby, so that if he "fell into a dream", he would knock the pretty boy down with a club.

He was just about to splash the ice water in his hand on the other person's face when he was stunned the next second. His expression was as interesting as if he saw the Alzheimer's president slide down to his knees when getting off the plane.

"Fuck you, second uncle?!"

Lu Mingfei tried his best not to shout these words out loud, but his pupils were shaking wildly, and he was obviously confused as to why the other party was here.

What, you also came to clarify the rumors because your brother said you were dead? Lu Mingfei's dullness was understandable, but Old Tang stood behind Feng Jian Liuli with a stick in his left hand and right hand, and had no idea whether the pretty boy opened his eyes or not. He subconsciously thought that Lu Mingfei had also been tricked, and immediately raised the stick in his hand high, ready to hit Feng Jian Liuli's head like a baseball.

"Wait, acquaintance!"

Fortunately, Lu Mingfei reacted before he swung the stick and stopped Lao Tang in time.

He was forced to stop suddenly after charging up his strength to strike, and Old Tang almost sprained his waist. He looked at Lu Mingfei, whose expression did not seem fake, and silently retracted the whip: "Who is this? How come you have acquaintances everywhere?"

He couldn't help it after all. This guy was just a high school student, how could he know so many people?

"It's a little complicated, but anyway... this is Eri's second brother."

Lu Mingfei didn’t know how to explain it. After all, he was still confused, so he could only tell Lao Tang the known conditions.

He did not doubt whether Old Tang was face-blind. After all, just now Fengjian Liuli fell to the ground with a distorted expression as if there was a facehugger about to hatch inside his body. Who could tell that he looked 70% similar to Yuan Zhi?

"Eri's second brother, isn't that Genjisei's younger brother? Are we exposed?"

Old Tang was a little disappointed. As soon as Longma Xun left, the people from the Eight Clans of Sheqi came over and bluntly said that they had a personal grudge to settle with Lu Mingfei.

He really didn't believe it if that woman hadn't leaked the secret.

"It's not that exposed. It should just be a coincidence." The previous secret conversation with Yuan Zhisheng involved the other party's unknown privacy, so Lu Mingfei only selectively revealed it to Lao Tang.

But now their relationship is openly hostile, and since he took the initiative to come to the door, there is no need to hide it anymore: "... Just like your nightmare just now, Yuan Zhisheng also thinks his brother is dead, so don't think too much, he is alive and well."

When Old Tang heard this, he immediately felt relieved. He put down the stick in his hand and began to recall the appearance of the boy in white in his dream.

Not to mention, that pair of shaggy eyebrows that reveal a hint of sadness, it's obvious that he's of the Tang family.

Well, maybe it’s the old Kang family.

Lu Mingfei didn't pay attention to what Old Tang was thinking. He held his second uncle's face and fell into deep thought. Although it couldn't be seen, he was definitely wearing makeup.

The elder brother-in-law wanted to target him because he really abducted someone else's sister.

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But why did the second uncle target him? He even went to great lengths to send someone to assassinate him.

Based on this, he didn't want to waste the glass of ice water.

After much hesitation, he poured the ice water into Fengjian Liuli's open collar.

“Hiss~~~”

A chilling feeling came over her. Fengjian Liuli, who had been keeping her head down and silent, shuddered and suddenly raised her head to look straight ahead.

What reflected in those eyes, which still had bloodshot, was a boy wearing a timeless white shirt and black casual pants. He was standing half a meter away, looking at her with a complicated expression.

"What's your name, handsome boy?"

Is it Uesugi Tomoha, or Kazama Kyoshiro, or Genji or something...

The young man with a pale face and a chill on his back looked at him steadily. The expression on his delicately made-up face kept changing, and finally turned into an indifferent expression with no sadness or joy. He actually looked more like a certain man: "My name is Yuan Zhinv."

Lu Mingfei understood, and he knew that there was indeed something wrong here.

He handed the empty teacup and the pair of scissors that were no longer useful to Old Tang, pulled a chair and sat down opposite Yuan Zhinv, staring at him straight in the eye: "Your name and appearance remind me of another man named Yuan."

"He is my brother." Genjitsu did not hide it. He was clearly aware that he had fallen into someone's hands... or rather, the hands of a dragon.

Now he was powerless all over, his brain was extremely dull, and he was mentally and physically exhausted. Even the will that had always dominated this body had inevitably fallen into a deep sleep, leaving him weak and incompetent.

And there was one thing he didn't know whether he should say or not. Although he didn't know whether the guy in front of him who looked like Batman was a dragon in disguise like the man with the shaggy eyebrows, they seemed to think too highly of themselves.

In his current state, he would not be able to break free from the restraints even if he suffocated himself to death, so why bother tying himself up with so many belts?

Even if it really breaks free, can it still beat a second-generation species? !

"I thought you would refuse to cooperate, what a pity."

Seeing that Yuan Zhinv was so cooperative, Old Tang sighed and stared at the former's smooth hair with malicious intent while cutting with the scissors.

Yuan Zhinu really wanted to complain, but there is an old Chinese saying that goes "He who knows the times is a hero."

"Tell me what you want from me." Lu Mingfei leaned back slightly, his back pressed against the back of the chair, and crossed his legs. His posture and momentum were just right: "I want to know, we have never met before, so where does this personal grudge come from?"

Although he didn't know how his second uncle saw through his identity and locked onto his location, he was still more curious about why the other party was targeting him.

Does he want to cause trouble to the Sheqi Eight Clans, or does he want to provoke a war among the fierce ghosts of the Sheqi Eight Clans and achieve his own goals from it?

However, Yuan Zhinv's answer was somewhat beyond his expectations.

The handsome man who was tied up like a dumpling shook his head, his eyes still indifferent: "You are not the one I'm looking for."

“Not me?” Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows when he heard that, and looked at Lao Tang. He got the same confused expression in his face, and then he had the answer in his mind.

He put down his crossed legs, leaned forward slightly, and his tone and eyes seemed a little dangerous:

"What do you want from Eri?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Yuan Zhinv sneered. At this moment, he showed some of the temperament of a fierce ghost dragon king:

"You are just a group of kidnappers."

"So, you are here to save her?" Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that he was overthinking.

Yuan Zhinu glanced at Old Tang and answered irrelevantly, "I'm very curious, how special is she that my brother would block the entire city and send all the personnel of the Executive Bureau to search for her, and even pure-blooded dragons are targeting her."

The pure-blooded dragons are also targeting Eri? Lu Mingfei was shocked when he heard this. Where did this news come from? Why didn't the part-time information dealer Potato Chip tell him?

He gave a look to Lao Tang, asking him to help bring Huili down.

If the second uncle in front of him is trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain, the little witch who is left alone will be in danger.

No matter how strong her bloodline is, it can never withstand the powerful anesthetic. This is a method specially developed by the Eight Clans of Sheqi to trap her.

After Old Tang left, Lu Mingfei asked knowingly, "You call Yuan Zhisheng your brother? But as far as I know, his brother is dead."

"He said I was dead?"

When talking about Gen Chisei, the expression on Gen Chinuo's face became much richer, and even her tone showed a noticeable change, which shows that she really loves her brother deeply.

The corners of his mouth curled up into an arc that blended teasing, mockery, sarcasm and sadness. His tone was slightly sad, as if he was singing a Kabuki play: "Yes, I should have died a long time ago. What's left is just a devil seeking revenge."

Hearing this, Lu Mingfei subconsciously recalled the face he saw when he miraculously jumped from the third floor just now. Half resentment and half cowardice, two polarized emotions appeared on his second uncle's face at the same time.

This is a sign of schizophrenia.

What did the eldest brother-in-law do to the second brother-in-law? Lu Mingfei was very curious, so he rummaged through his clothes and took out a piece of lollipop that he was going to feed Eri, and held it in front of Yuan Zhinv: "Come on, tell me your story!"

(End of this chapter)