Chapter 192 No, I am the Copper Whip Dove Faction
In fact, when he emptied a magazine, Lu Mingfei had already recognized the two people in the reception room.
But the reason why he changed to anesthetic bullets tonight was so that he could shoot without restraint when facing Gen Chisei and Sakura.
They were his in-laws, brothers and sisters-in-law, and his dearest relatives and friends. How could he bear to hit them in the face with cold weapons and solid bullets?
That's why he didn't stop firing even after recognizing them.
At this moment, facing the questioning of his brother-in-law, and the knife that was not just a threat in his previous life but had never really landed, but this time it would definitely hit him squarely on the forehead.
Lu Mingfei appeared to be very calm.
The moment Caesar passed by him, he raised his hand and accurately grabbed the rushing Tongjiqi Yasunaga.
The tremendous force contained in the blade was instantly absorbed by the weak arm without any shaking.
"Sakura?" Lu Mingfei's golden eyes flashed with a long-lost smile, and he held his sword in front of him with a smile on his face: "You found the wrong person, didn't you?"
Clang——!!! The two swords collided, the sound of metal clashing exploded, and sparks flew.
At the junction of the reception room and the corridor, two figures stood facing each other, two pairs of golden eyes staring at each other from a distance of one foot.
Yuan Zhisheng couldn't believe that his furious attack was easily blocked by someone. As a super hybrid, Amaterasu, and the emperor at the top of the eight snake families, he couldn't fight a wild man who appeared out of nowhere with all his strength? ! And the opponent was holding the knife with one hand!
How is this possible?! Something must have gone wrong! I must have accidentally inhaled the anesthetic!
"It's definitely you, I can't be wrong!"
Yuan Zhisheng gritted his teeth. From the moment he saw this guy, he felt an uncontrollable disgust and aversion from the bottom of his heart, just like when he saw that bastard emcee in his dream.
The only difference is that he can't kill that bastard emcee in his dream, but in reality he can tear the bastard who kidnapped his sister into pieces.
"Give me your life!" Yuan Zhisheng refused to admit that Sakura in front of him could compete with him. His sister-con soul aroused his ferocity. He held the knife with both hands and tried to chop the damn Sakura away.
With his full strength, Spider Cut really began to move forward.
But before he could feel relieved that the battle situation was finally back on track and the confrontation outcome was in line with what an emperor should do, he discovered that the bastard boy who was confronting him had already aimed his gun at his kidney with his free hand.
"Sorry, I'm a policeman." Lu Mingfei grinned and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The gun flashed, and the last bullet of the Beretta M92F was fired, aiming at Yuan Zhisheng's kidney without reservation.
The two men were less than half a meter apart, and the anesthetic bullet was about to reach the living hybrid kidney the moment it was fired.
At the critical moment, Yuan Zhisheng pressed his arms down hard, and used the momentum to reverse and narrowly avoided the bullet shot from his waist.
Although a tranquilizer bullet would have no effect on him, in a battle between people of similar strength, even a slight weakening could potentially change the balance of victory or defeat.
But there were wolves in front and tigers behind. Caesar, who was almost stabbed in the spine by the handle of the knife just now, turned around and kicked, and Forty-three's shoe "banged" on Yuan Zhisheng's extremely tight dog waist.
This kick was filled with anger for being repaid with evil, and Caesar dared to guarantee that he would kick harder than when he kicked his stud father's bedroom door as a child to stop him from fooling around.
But after the kick, the expression on his face became as exciting as when Yuan Zhisheng chopped Lu Mingfei just now.
Are these abdominal muscles made of titanium alloy steel? So hard! Caesar felt like he had kicked a wall, and the reaction force made the soles of his feet numb.
Yuan Zhisheng, who was not hurt by the kick, took two steps back and then drew his sword and stepped forward again.
Compared to the furious swinging of the sword just now, this time Yuan Zhisheng used sword skills.
His steps became erratic at this moment, as if he could attack from the four directions at any time. The Spider Cut's blade flipped while slicing, creating a strange arc that was different from any other sword technique.
Mirror Heart Akechi Ryu & Reverse Blade Ryu!
The graceful movement coupled with the enormous force that was like layers of silk wrapped around each other, displayed the ferocious power of the ancient sword-do school in a small space.
Chu Zihang, who had just rushed out of the room and picked up a tactical flashlight for illumination, looked over here and his heart instantly rose to his throat.
When he was flying backwards, he heard a young man's roar. Because he was the only one from China present, and he happened to be knocked flying, so after landing he thought about when he became sworn brothers with that person.
When I shone the tactical flashlight over there, I found it was a familiar yet unfamiliar face.
The boy's appearance didn't change much, he just grew up. But now he no longer hunched over with his head hung down and gave a flattering smile. Instead, he held his head high and his chest puffed out, with a powerful aura that was visible to the naked eye, completely overturning Chu Zihang's perception of him.
But at this moment, Chu Zihang didn't even bother to refresh his understanding of Lu Mingfei. He rushed towards Yuan Zhisheng with a knife in hand, whose power was astonishing.
But the four-meter distance that could be crossed in an instant in the past could not compare to the closeness between Yuan Zhisheng and Lu Mingfei.
Suddenly——
The Spider Cut came dancing wildly, and the arc of light left between the swings was like a fluttering silk, foreshadowing the extraordinary nature of this knife.
"Come on!" Lu Mingfei was not surprised but happy when he saw this. He shouted and the Boy's Blade in his hand drew the same ghostly arc in the air and collided with the Spider Blade in an instant.
“Ding! Ding ding! Ding ding ding—!!!”
In a corridor only two meters wide, two swordsmen in suits fought each other with dozens of swords in the narrow environment. The sound of iron hammering was endless, and the sparks from the collision of the blades were like arrows across the sky.
The more Yuan Zhisheng fought, the more frightened he became. The more he fought, the more he doubted his life. This bastard boy in front of him could not only catch his strange and one-after-another slash, but also predict the direction of his knife! This is simply outrageous. It's outrageous! He held the handle of the Spider Cutter tightly with both hands, and after showing a flaw, he used one of his trump cards, the last knife of the reverse blade style, "Tenhei Ichimonji". The knife light flashed and bloomed, and the murderous aura that was like a building about to collapse rushed towards him, so strong that it was suffocating.
However, it was useless. Lu Mingfei didn't fall for it at all. He picked up the Tongzi Qi An Gang and used the cassock to cut, accurately predicting the landing point of "Tenpyo Ichimonji". The deafening sound of iron hammering was heard again in the corridor.
"Are you the successor of the Kagami Shinkei school?"
The two swords collided, and sparks splashed along the sharp blades. Yuan Zhisheng stared at the pair of golden eyes so close to him, and the overly young and handsome face illuminated by the tactical flashlight.
Obviously, the facial features are not particularly stunning, but they are in the right place. No, it should be said that they are in the place he hates the most! This face should not exist!
Seeing Lu Mingfei's appearance, the damn bastard host in Yuan Zhisheng's dream seemed to have finally grown a face, but he was unwilling to admit it.
"No, I'm from the Bronze Whip Dajiuyi Sect." Lu Mingfei smiled so happily.
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You reap what you sow. The causes in the previous life will bring you the results in this life.
In your previous life, you asked me to be your sparring partner, but you didn't expect that in this life, you would be defended by me to the point of doubting your life, right?
And there's more! Lu Mingfei pushed Kaiyuan Zhisheng away, and then raised his hand to stop Chu Zihang, who was rushing over with a knife to chop him 81 times, and Finger and Caesar, who were aiming their guns at him without any martial ethics:
"Pull aside, I want to fight him one-on-one!"
When Finger heard this, he was stunned. No, my friend, do you think this is the NBA? You are playing one-on-one? "Junior brother, wake up. We are in the enemy's base camp, not on the basketball court!"
Although he didn't know why Lu Mingfei had transformed from an ordinary person into a super hybrid who could compete with the White King's Bloodline Imperial City after just a few days of not seeing him, considering that the principal had declared him a well-deserved S-level against all odds, Finkel was relieved.
Geniuses always play by unconventional rules.
If Lu Mingfei knew what he was thinking, he might pat him on the shoulder and tell this worthless genius that in the future there was a guy named Huolinfei who could complete a 100,000-year dungeon in seven days with zero experience.
Xiao Yan still has thirty years to go through the ups and downs, he wished he could just go through the ups and downs in three days.
Sorry, we Fei generation are just like this.
Don’t you agree, Sang Hyuk? Faker: That’s right, Senior Lu is absolutely right.
“No hurry, just play with him.” Lu Mingfei turned his body, holding the knife in one hand and hiding the other hand behind his back, looking like he was ready to fight to the end.
Gen Chisei also calmed down at this time. The gunshots behind him had stopped long ago, but Sakura had not responded to him, and could not even hear the sound of the metal storm.
Thinking of the dense rain of bullets just now, and the bloody mist that condensed and lingered after the anesthetic bullet exploded, it is conceivable that she was either shot and unconscious or accidentally inhaled the anesthetic and became exhausted and failed.
But unfortunately, now surrounded by wolves, it was a luxury for him to even turn around and check on her condition.
After all, with the shamelessness of these people in the headquarters - especially that bastard Sakura, he was sure that if he dared to look back, they would empty their magazines and beat him into Red Superman.
It’s a pity that even though Yuan Zhisheng had underestimated the bottom line of these people as much as possible, he still overestimated their bottom line.
At an angle where he couldn't see, Lu Mingfei quietly pulled out a tear gas canister from his waist, and quietly pulled out the bolt under the cover of talking:
"By the way, Yuan-san, someone asked me to bring you a message."
Yuan Zhisheng frowned slightly and gripped the Spider Sword in his hand tighter, thinking that the bastard in front of him was sure he had him in his grasp and wanted to tease him.
But this time he really wronged Lu Mingfei. He was relaying the story according to Yuan Zhinu's request, and even his tone was so authentic, with a hint of resentment and nostalgia: "Your brother Yuan Zhinu was very worried about your recent situation. In order to ease your increasingly extreme emotions, he asked me to tell you - 'I'm still alive, I'm not dead yet, I'm waiting for you!'"
"What?!"
Yuan Zhisheng was originally wondering whether a knife could replicate Ertian's unique skills and knock down all the guys present before the anesthetic bullet took effect. He never expected that Lu Mingfei would say such news about the girl.
His face was gloomy, and his voice was filled with suppressed anger: "My brother is dead."
"You killed him, I know." Lu Mingfei held Tongzi Qie An Gang and made a knife flower. He caught a glimpse of Old Tang on the other side making an "OK" gesture, and his smile became even brighter: "But he crawled out of hell, he cut the lock, pushed open the manhole cover, and came to seek revenge on you covered in blood."
Hearing these details that only he should know, Yuan Zhisheng's face instantly became extremely ugly, and even uglier things were yet to come.
There was a strange hissing sound, and the bastard Sakura threw a bottle of powerful tear gas at his feet: "Sorry, your story is so touching that I am about to cry."
(End of this chapter)