Chapter 304 Are you ready to surrender? Throw away the blood feud and be a loser? !
Xia Mi's acting is natural. She perfectly portrayed the poor, weak, helpless and flat-chested girl who had just awakened her bloodline and was forced to participate in the war between gods.
Odin, the king of gods in Norse mythology, is very impressive just by hearing his name. He is also the final boss in the game. He actually appears next to us like this. Who wouldn’t be confused after hearing this?
Therefore, her voice was a little tense, and her big dark eyes stared at Lu Mingfei, as if to verify whether what she had just heard was just an auditory hallucination, or just a half-blood who was playing cosplay.
But Lu Mingfei ruthlessly broke her fantasy and introduced her seriously: "Yes, it's the Odin you were thinking of!
The god among gods, the male among males, the ruler of Norse mythology, the ruler of Asgard, the Lord of the Aesir, the terminator of giants..."
With every word he uttered, Xia Mi's chubby face turned paler. By the time he finished this long string of words, her expression was as if she was frightened and stupid, the kind that would only drool even if she was cured.
"Junior sister, are you okay?" Finkel looked at Xia Mi with concern.
Although this cute school girl hurt his heart right from the start, humans are always the most tolerant towards beautiful things, and Xia Mi is undoubtedly the best among them.
“Isn’t he just a god who hanged himself for power? Your Senior Brother Lu can’t even… Ugh!”
Before he could finish his words of comfort, Lu Mingfei covered his mouth and forced him to swallow the rest of the words.
Xia Mi looked at Lu Mingfei who was locking up a man. She knew the truth but continued to pretend to be ignorant: "What's wrong, Senior Brother Lu?"
"No, it's just that Japan claims to have eight million gods, from Amaterasu to Susanoo, and even Izanami. I beat them all, but it turns out they were all fake." Lu Mingfei's account was 70% true and 30% false, and even Finkel, an eyewitness, could not find any fault with it.
Xia Mi, who had been in an anime club before and had some knowledge of Japanese mythology, sorted out the relationships and guessed that the Japanese mixed-race people called the White King who gave them their bloodline Izanami, who is the mother goddess in Japanese mythology.
So the question is, who is Izanagi?
Why do people with the name "Yin" all desire to be dragon knights?
Xia Mi glanced at the wooden lump next to her and thought that if she encountered it in the future, it would be best to beat it to death with a stick.
"Odin is a Western god, he shouldn't come to China to join in the fun, right?" Xia Mi asked nervously, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
"Yes, junior sister, yes." Lu Mingfei showed a kind smile, "But don't worry, when friends come, there is good wine, when jackals come, there is a shotgun.
As the saying goes, a friend from afar must be killed, even if he is far away. If Odin dares to show his head, I will tear his head off and use it as a chamber pot. "
"Is this true, senior brother? Are you that powerful?" The expression on Xia Mi's face showed a mixture of surprise and doubt.
"Of course, you don't have to bear legal responsibility for bragging." Lu Mingfei returned the mini notebook to Finkel and comforted him:
"Don't worry, there's someone tall enough to hold up the sky if it collapses. If Odin really shows up, push your senior brother Fingel out to cover us, and we'll take the opportunity to run away."
Finkel: DO?
Listen, is this human language?
"Junior brother, don't be fooled by my weight of nearly 200 pounds, it's all fat and is of no use at all." He offered advice, trying to reverse his fate of becoming a victim:
"Aren't Commissioner Cheng and his hunting team nearby? Why don't you go and cause trouble for them?
They have more people, and there is strength in numbers, so they can hold out longer.”
Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei immediately distanced himself from him and stuck close to Eri: "You can only know a person's face but not his heart. I didn't expect you to be such a Finger."
"Oh, same here." Finkel scratched his head embarrassedly.
The two accomplices just started chatting. Xia Mi tried to interrupt several times, but was evaded every time. So she went back to the Regent Hotel.
“What do you mean, do you want to come up and sit for a while?” Lu Mingfei invited.
"Next time, I still have to clean the house. It's been uninhabited for a long time and it's dusty everywhere." Xia Mi shook her head and sighed. It was obviously a big project for her.
Hearing this, Lu Mingfei glanced at Chu Zihang and closed the car door: "Then let your Senior Brother Chu take you back. Even if you are worried about Fingel, you should at least trust him, right?"
You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb. It's time for our good brothers to use their beauty to trap us.
Although Old Tang has already demonstrated it, given Chu Zihang's conditions, there is no need to act any more and he can just wait and see.
Finkel, who was slandered again, had a smile on his face. The strong will always be slandered, and he is used to it.
Haven’t you seen how many posts on the Night Watchman Forum curse him? Has he ever cared?
Just delete it!
Hearing that Chu Zihang was going to take her home, Xia Mi's heart moved, her eyes flickered a few times and she nodded happily: "Then I'll leave it to you, Senior Brother."
In the rearview mirror, the Benz, which was pulled away by the traffic light, had appeared. She was sure whether Norton recognized her.
He seemed to have not yet recovered his memory, otherwise he would not have just stood there and complained to Lu Mingfei, but would have immediately caught her breath and looked towards her.
He was a serious and old-fashioned guy, not as easy to get along with as Constantine.
She was a little worried that meeting him face to face would trigger his memory awakening.
So, let’s wait for the next time for this long-awaited reunion.
She already has an appointment.
"Yeah." Chu Zihang had no idea what the girl next to him was thinking. He nodded, started the car again, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
The black Maybach merged into the traffic flow. Old Tang and Longma Xun got out of the car and looked at Lu Mingfei and the other two standing there curiously:
"Where is Lao Chu going?"
"I'm sending a pretty school girl home, and maybe I'll go to her house for a visit." Finkel answered quickly.
Lu Mingfei nodded, and the moment his eyes met Lao Tang's, he knew that Lao Tang had something to discuss with him.
Back in the presidential suite, Eri took her clothes and rubber duck and went to take a shower. After looking through documents in the archives for the entire morning, her body was inevitably covered in dust, which she, who had a mysophobia, naturally could not tolerate.
And Longma Xun also knew that Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang had something to discuss, so he returned to his room and started to deal with his official duties.
Although she is in China, the Longma family cannot completely give up their business in North America and still operates it remotely.
Finkel also wanted to join in the fun, but a forced melon is not sweet, and the more he knows, the faster he may die.
Only a true journalist would do anything for the truth, and as the king of paparazzi, he would naturally not get himself involved because of his damn curiosity.
In Old Tang's room, Lu Mingfei sat facing him.
One was sitting on a chair, the other was sitting on a bed, with two meters of empty space between them.
"What's bothering you so much?" Lu Mingfei was the first to break the silence. "Your eyebrows are almost knotted."
Just tell him if you have any difficulties. Even if it's impotence, he will just laugh and help you find a special medicine that can make even a dragon stand up.
Apart from anything else, there is still a lot of White King's blood left, and if needed, you can ask Potato Chip Girl to send it over at any time.
Old Tang sat on the bed, his brows deeply furrowed, his hands supporting his knees, his head slightly drooping, looking up at Lu Mingfei, a sign of nervousness.
"Mingming..." He took a deep breath, his voice a little heavy:
"I don't seem to be a human being."
If in Japan it could still be called a gifted person, and could be forcibly explained as a super hybrid among super hybrids, then Shao Nanyin's kneeling and the words "The sinful slave welcomes the awakening of my lord" directly killed all suspense.
Previously at Media Asia Group, he had completely lost control of his body after seeing Shao Nanyin, as if his consciousness had been pulled out. The wild beast sleeping in his body that had endowed him with strength and a special physique was awakening, and even more ancient memories that did not belong to him emerged in his mind.
All of this indicates that Ronald Tang may not be able to become an explorer like Indiana Jones, but he can be the target of Dr. Jones' pursuit and exploration - ghosts, or gods.
And they are the most powerful ones.
Old Tang recounted everything that had happened to him and Shao Nanyin today, leaving out no detail, even the strange memories that had suddenly appeared in his mind.
During this time, he kept looking into Lu Mingfei's eyes, trying to judge his good brother's reaction.
And just as he expected, Lu Mingfei's eyes did not show any unnecessary surprise or astonishment from beginning to end, only a calm look of "Oh, that's it".
Finally, when Old Tang finished speaking, seeing that Lu Mingfei still had an expression like “that’s all, give me another five dollars”, he couldn’t help but ask curiously:
"Are you not surprised at all?"
“What’s the big deal? Those were all my words.” Lu Mingfei’s lips curled up slightly, like a crooked-mouthed dragon king who had everything under control.
"What do you mean?" Old Tang was puzzled.
“What I mean is that what you’ve experienced, like the tactics and operations that enabled you to win consecutive games in StarCraft, are all left over from my experience.” Lu Mingfei smiled and shared his little secret, unknown to outsiders, with Old Tang.
Although only "himself" and scattered memories about stupid Ou Doudou came to his mind, they were actually almost the same, all past events that he had never known.
The 1892 Lafite is wine, but the 1982 Lafite is not wine?
No one dares to drink the 1892 Lafite, but the 1982 is absolutely praised by everyone.
"So you also..." Old Tang felt relieved, as if he heard the Black Mamba say that the shark also did it, and his uneasiness turned into joy.
But this joy only lasted for a moment, and soon turned into dissatisfaction:
"What do you mean my tactics and operations are just your leftovers? If I lose, I lose. Don't complain."
"Have you forgotten so quickly how I tortured you at the Hilton a few days ago?" Lu Mingfei smiled sideways.
"That's because you awakened your bloodline before me."
"What, you don't accept it? You don't accept the solo!"
Hearing this, Old Tang whistled nonchalantly and pointed at the door, saying, "You are wasting your time playing with things in broad daylight. Get out now and don't disturb my progress!"
"What the hell are you doing?" Lu Mingfei said, and then he saw Old Tang take out a book from the bedside table beside him - "How to Capture the Heart of a Rich Woman".
Lu Mingfei: o_O???
Yes, this is really a sign of improvement.
"Okay, you make progress slowly, I won't disturb you." Lu Mingfei got up and left, fearing that if he sat for too long, Longma Xun would come and knock on the door.
Just as he pushed open the door, Old Tang, who was pretending to be serious, suddenly remembered and asked, "What about Shao Nanqin (Shao Nanyin's work badge)?"
The reason why he didn't call the other party by his dragon name, Mo Ting, was because he considered himself a human being, not the master as the other party called him.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.” Lu Mingfei made an OK gesture and closed the door.
When the last gap closed, Old Tang heaved a long sigh of relief, threw away the teaching materials that he had used to please the rich woman, and lay back on the soft and comfortable big bed.
Thoughts surged in my mind, and countless scattered images flashed by, but in the end they stopped on the boy in white.
"I will find you, Constantine..."
"Soon, wait a little longer."
He wasn't sure if he would still be himself after finding Constantine, but he knew clearly that he had to find him.
He was his blood-thicker-than-water family and his only brother.
He abandoned the child in the bronze palace, living in fear and eagerly looking forward to his brother's return, but what he waited for was always disappointment again and again.
“Knock knock—”
There was a knock on the door, and after he answered it, Ryoma Kaoru pushed the door open and said, "I'm hungry, let's go eat something together?"
Old Tang flipped over and stood up, showing his excellent core strength: "I'm very happy to do that."
However, his movements were too big and the bed was too bouncy, so when he turned over, the Soft Rice Book next to him also flew into the air, and the large words on the cover just happened to catch Longma Xun's eyes.
Seeing this, the eldest daughter of the chaebol family looked at him meaningfully, and her pink lips curled up in a dangerous and moving arc:
"Oh~ So you like being passive?"
After saying that, she closed the door.
"Bang!"
Lu Mingfei pushed open the carved door of the presidential suite next door and happened to meet the wise gaze of Finkel, who was eating fried chicken and drinking Coke while watching a variety show and smiling like an idiot.
Seeing Lu Mingfei staring at him after he entered the door, Finkel, who was sitting cross-legged on the leather sofa, chuckled twice, put down his feet, spit out the chicken bones in his mouth, and pushed the KFC family bucket out:
"Junior brother, would you like one?"
"Eat by yourself, I'm full." Lu Mingfei shook his head to reject Finkel's invitation to eat, and came over with his bag and sat down next to him.
"What is this?" Finkel fiddled with his fingers, watching Lu Mingfei take out pieces of paper with neat handwriting from his bag.
"We found this in the secret base of Lao Chu's father. They all contain information about the revival of dragons in the past two hundred years."
"Wow - so cool. In order to investigate the secret of the dragon race's revival, you came to a small coastal city in China under an assumed name and hibernate?" Finkel subconsciously wanted to rub his greasy hands on his expensive suit, but fortunately he stopped at the last moment, otherwise Lu Mingfei might not be willing to reimburse him.
"Maybe, but compared to those great propositions, I actually want to know this more." Lu Mingfei placed the piece of paper recording the failure of the Kassel Academy Executive Department in the Greenland Sea in front of Finkel, staring straight at his oil-smeared face.
"How much do you know about the Greenland Sea?"
Finkel paused as he reached out to pull out the tissue. His eyes fell on the cold words on the paper. Looking at the eye-catching words "In the depths of the ice sea, we encountered an enemy suspected to be the Dragon King. Only one and a half people survived." Suddenly, he was pulled back from the sunny summer to the autumn of 2001, back to that cold and frigid sea.
He seemed to hear the surging of waves and the beating of a heart that was buried deep in the sea but seemed to come from the wild.
He seemed to hear the low gasps and roars echoing from the diving helmet, heard someone firing wildly with a special underwater rifle, and heard Professor Schneider's hoarse shouting on the communication channel.
But in the end, all that echoed in his ears were her last reluctant whispers and the deafening silence of his teammates...
Also, when the beast that had just emerged from its cocoon and was hit by the standard alchemical weapon, it gushed out blood and let out an angry and ferocious roar.
His memories and silence lasted only a brief moment. He quickly shifted his focus and picked up the extra-large cup of Coke beside him as if nothing had happened. The ice cubes rustled, as if the floating ice on the frozen sea was colliding with each other under the impact of the waves.
After many years, Finkel had already learned to face his painful past. In front of outsiders, he always looked shameless and never got angry when people mocked and teased him, just to avoid grimacing in pain when the unforgettable scars were torn anew.
"I've heard a little about the Greenland Sea incident." He bit the straw and acted embarrassed.
"Junior brother, you know that Kassel College has a strict set of confidentiality regulations, and there are some things that no one is allowed to disclose.
If I tell this to anyone, they might ask Professor Masashi Toyama to brainwash me. My head is filled with all the gossip and rumors about Kassel Academy over the past eight years. If they are washed away, it will be a loss for all mankind."
"Don't be ridiculous. The earth won't stop rotating just because someone is missing, and the hybrid world won't stop just because they don't hear a few pieces of gossip." Lu Mingfei glanced at him. "For a Dragon King-level enemy, Kassel Academy will not send mediocre people to carry out the investigation mission. Those who are selected must be elites."
"Junior brother, why are you looking at me like that? I'm an unprecedented E-grade." Finkel hugged his fried chicken and Coke tightly in fear. "If I can't graduate this semester, then my grade may be downgraded again next school year. It will be an unprecedented 'F' that may never be repeated."
He emphasized his worthlessness and unreliability, but Lu Mingfei would not be fooled by appearances.
Chu Zihang, whose Finkel bloodline is even stronger than that of the violent-blooded Chu Zihang, is a little unstable, but not to the extent of losing control like a "ghost".
And he also had the mark, but he didn't confess it, and it's not clear whether it remained on his body.
"Guderian told me that you fell from Class A." Lu Mingfei shook his head, exposing his lie.
"That's a thing of the past." Finkel stuffed a fried chicken wing into his mouth, his voice unclear:
"There is an old Chinese saying that a hero never brags about his past achievements. Although I miss my glorious youth, I still have to face reality in the end."
"So, you don't plan to take revenge on that dragon?" Lu Mingfei looked at him, his eyes like a cold knife piercing his heart:
"Are you ready to surrender? Forget about the blood feud and become a complete loser?"
(End of this chapter)
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