Chapter 190 It’s dark, please close your eyes
After entering the Iron Dome Temple, Finkel saw a scene that had not yet been cleaned up.
The ground and walls were torn apart, leaving hideous grooves like those scratched by sharp claws. Large pieces of Deadpool's body fragments were piled on the broken ground, and black blood as sticky as oil spread outward along the cracks.
"Wardfa, who wrote this?"
Finkel couldn't help but swear. He turned around and looked at Lu Mingfei, pleading in his eyes:
"Junior brother, please let me go. I am still young and have only had one girlfriend. I still have a lot of time and good things to enjoy. My parents are still waiting to have grandchildren. You can't let them send their children away."
Looking at the destructive power in front of him, let alone a mortal like him, even if the Cybertronians came, they would be turned into parts on the spot.
I can’t fight him. I can’t fight him at all! Old Tang on the side also stared with his eyes wide open, secretly shocked:
Obviously, this rich girlfriend is really violent. If we break up in the future, I'm afraid the only option is to become a widow.
The person involved, Lu Mingfei, waved his hand disapprovingly: "This is just the beginning, there are even more amazing things you haven't seen yet.
But you don't have to worry, the one who plowed the land like this belongs to another faction, and they also have a grudge against the Sheqi Eight Clans, and they have already left."
"Are you sure?"
"I am absolutely certain." Lu Mingfei directly blocked Finkel's way of stalling for time. "I saw her leave with my own eyes, and she was almost stabbed."
"So violent?" Finkel hesitated.
"It's okay, but if it gets angry it might bite." Lu Mingfei reached out and pushed him, "Okay, control your expression. We could run into people from the Sheqi Eight Clans here at any time. Why are you such a captive with such a colorful expression?"
Upon hearing this, Finkel lowered his head and shoulders and walked forward with heavy steps.
Looking at the corpses scattered all over the floor, he suddenly thought of the dead pool attacking the building upstairs, as well as the bodies of those who died tragically on the Shinto floor. His voice was inexplicably low:
"Junior brother, I want to ask, did you really blow up Tachibana Masamune's Deadpool breeding base just to... get rid of harm to the people?"
Admittedly, Lu Mingfei's move was equivalent to handing the knife that was aimed at the Eight Snake Clans to the hands of Kassel Academy, but the consequences of Deadpool's escape from the breeding base were a bit too bloody.
He wanted to know whether Lu Mingfei had considered the consequences before doing this, or whether he chose to do so even though he considered that it would cause such serious consequences.
To this, Lu Mingfei answered almost without thinking: "Half and half."
"What do you mean?" Finkel was puzzled.
"Half of it is to eliminate harm to the people, and half of it is for revenge."
The roaring underground river in the culvert almost drowned out Lu Mingfei's voice, but the people present were all mixed-race with excellent hearing and would not have heard it wrong.
Finkel turned around and wanted to ask how the Eight Snake Clans had offended Lu Mingfei, but when he saw the boy's eyes, which were as dark as the abyss and seemed to be oozing with extreme coldness, he swallowed back the doubt.
He had seen that look before.
He had seen it in the eyes of the haggard and depressed man in the mirror on the night when he finally realized what he had lost.
"The people here don't deserve sympathy." Lu Mingfei's voice was indifferent, without any warmth, as if he was stating an ironclad fact:
"They are not some noble dragon-slayers, but a group of evil gangsters. The heroes they worship in their shrines are war criminals, murderers, and executioners.
The Eight Clans of Sheqi maintain order in the underworld only to safeguard their own rule. To this end, the crimes they commit are no less heinous than those of their ancestors, and they all know how to use loyalty to cover up their shamelessness.
I don’t care if they go to hell after they die, but I can’t tolerate them dragging my people into hell with them.”
After Lu Mingfei finished speaking, he patted the man's drooping shoulders and said, "Dragon slaying is not about fighting and killing. Don't think of this career as so pure, Finkel."
His words brought back some unpleasant memories. Finkel felt his throat tighten, as if the hand on his shoulder was a dragon's claw, and the devil whispered in his ears: "So, are you going to kill tonight?"
“No, why would you think so?” Lu Mingfei smiled, his tone returning to the cheerfulness that a 17-year-old boy should have: “As the saying goes, I won’t offend anyone unless they offend me. As long as they are willing to let me go, then it will be good for you, me and everyone else.”
As he was speaking, footsteps were heard in the front. Lu Mingfei patted Finkel, and he immediately understood and rolled on the ground, covered with some blood and stains.
"For a prisoner captured in the sewer, I'm a little too clean." Finkel grinned at him, and then immediately made a look as if he had lost his parents, which happened to be seen by a team of patrol guards in front.
According to the information provided by Finkel, the law enforcement officers chasing him work in teams of two, so this rescue operation only requires Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang.
Faced with the patrol guard's inquiries, Lu Mingfei followed the prepared remarks - they followed the traces left by Finkel into the sewer - and attached the super realistic identity card provided by Jude Mai (when Kaguya-sama was captured, a certain potato chip company updated its database, and the fake one became real), and successfully got away with it.
Before entering the inner area elevator, Lu Mingfei glanced in the direction of the Deadpool research base in the distance.
The lights were on over there, and heavy guards could be vaguely seen. It was obviously a restricted area where entry and exit were prohibited.
"You got in so smoothly?"
Finkel lowered his voice, with a hint of disbelief in his tone.
Just now, when the patrol guard captain checked the identities of Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang and reported to his superiors, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.
If there was any mistake, the five shining gun muzzles would be shot into pieces by just raising them slightly.
"This is the efficiency of taking shortcuts." Lu Mingfei laughed.
If they go through the main gate of Genji Heavy Industries, they will need to undergo facial recognition by the guards who patrol all year round. If they feel that someone looks unfamiliar, they may be suspected.
However, it was different in the Iron Dome Temple. The guards here were all dispatched urgently and were not familiar with the business at all. They still followed the previous identity confirmation process and were directly asked to go to the destination to report to the young master.
More importantly, if he went through the main gate, there was a high chance that Finkel would be handed over to someone else and become a real prisoner from a fake prisoner.
Not like now, when there are only three of them.
"Well, are you sure there's no problem? What if we get there and the door opens and there are dozens of guns pointing at us?" Finkel was still a little worried.
“It doesn’t matter, when the time comes, just lift up your coat and reveal your suicide vest.” Lu Mingfei smiled and said nothing. In fact, their helpers had already sneaked into the Genji Heavy Industries Building, but it was inconvenient for them to show up.
The elevator went up and stopped at the 25th floor. Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang immediately put away their expressions, put one hand on Finkel's shoulder and the other on his waist.
The door opened, and an intellectual beauty who looked like a secretary, wearing a white shirt and an A-line skirt, walked in. She looked a little tired, and her face was so pale that it made people feel distressed.
Seeing this haggard beauty, the three warriors were shocked.
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Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang Zhen came because this man was an acquaintance of theirs and had served as their tour guide.
Finkel was shocked because he not only caught this woman committing adultery, but he also took photos of it!
Sakurai Nanami hadn't paid much attention to the three big men in black in the elevator at first. She had just come out of the treatment room and was not in a very good mood.
Ryoma Genichirō was seriously injured in order to protect her. Normally, she should be there to take care of him, but after all, they are both heads of their own families. Some things can be done in private, but cannot be made public.
Especially when Ryoma Genichirō's niece rushed back, she looked at her strangely as soon as she entered the door, so after the operation was over and she learned that Ryoma Genichirō was fine, she said goodbye and left.
Just as she was about to press the floor button, she saw the faces of the three men behind her through the smooth stainless steel wall.
The two Asian-looking men could be ignored, but the tall and strong foreigner with a dusty face definitely caught her attention.
So she turned around and looked at Fingel leisurely with his hands tied, and brushed aside his messy gray hair. She finally confirmed that this was the uninvited guest who had saved her and Ryoma Genichirō on the Shinto level and took a good photo of them and them.
At first, when the head of the Sakurai family came in, Old Tang was a little flustered, afraid that he would be exposed, but fortunately, the brim of his hat was pulled down low enough, and Sakurai Nanami could not see his iconic scowl.
"Thank you for your help before." Sakurai Nanami first thanked him, and after hearing Finkel's dry "It's okay, it's just a piece of cake", her eyes wandered over his body, as if looking for something.
Finkel certainly knew what he was looking for. He spread his handcuffed hands and said, "Don't look for it. I don't know where it fell on the way to escape."
Sakurai Nanami frowned slightly when she heard this, and looked up at the two executive bureau officials who were holding Fingel:
"Is he telling the truth?"
After all, this is the business of the Executive Bureau. It is not easy for her, a member of a non-Japanese branch, to intervene, so she really doesn't know how strong the efforts to capture Finkel are.
Lu Mingfei nodded and took out half a piece of the crushed camera lens from his pocket, using facts to prove that the pursuit process was indeed intense.
Seeing this, Sakurai Nanami didn't say much, but just looked at Finkel deeply, and left on the 29th floor.
"What's going on with you guys?" Old Tang looked at Finkel with something strange in his eyes. He always felt that there was some story that had to be told between the German burly man and the Japanese wife.
Could it be that everyone who comes into contact with Lu Mingfei and forms a friendship with him will passively gain a buff that allows him to be favored by a rich woman? !
What kind of new type of fortune-giving boy is this? !
"No, she was having an affair with someone and was attacked by Deadpool, and I secretly filmed it."
“…Awesome.”
The two had a brief conversation, and before they finished speaking, the elevator had already stopped steadily on the 30th floor.
At this moment, the old guys in the Strategy Department could no longer bear it and left work one after another.
At this level, there are only the elites of the Executive Bureau who are sharp-edged and armed to the teeth, as well as Amaterasu who stands at the top of the Japanese hybrids and his little assistant.
The elevator door slowly slid open, and Finkel, whose handcuffs had been uncuffed, stepped aside inconspicuously and protected Lu Mingfei in front of him in a silky manner.
The three of them walked quickly along the corridor, their footsteps so light that they were almost inaudible.
Around the corner ahead, the shadow of an armed guard was looming.
The 17-year-old boy held down the headset with one hand and pulled out the Beretta from his waist with the other hand. He stared at the light in the distance, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"It's dark, please close your eyes."
(End of this chapter)