Lu Mingfei Returns from Monster Hunting

Chapter 242 It's All Mixed Race (Two in One)

In the large suite on the top floor of the apartment, there is a large bed covered with silk sheets.

Su Enxi lay half-lying with her eyes wide open, staring at the laptop in her arms.

"There are still 5 minutes. If Lu Mingfei lingers any longer, the security system will unblock him."

"It's okay." Zero replied in the usual short style.

"It's really okay for you, but I'll be busy then." Su Enxi moved the computer away and put it on the bedside table, ignored it, and turned on the phone to fiddle with.

"What are you doing?" Zero asked.

"Arrange a private jet and prepare to run away." Su Enxi said without raising her head.

"You have no confidence in him?"

"No, I just want to understand? We have all arrived in Siberia, and we are only one step away from the target! Why are you staying here with those dangerous guys? Let's get rid of them and take Lu Mingfei immediately. Set off!"

Zero shook his head: "With Bunin's help in the operation in Siberia, this is his territory, and the main attention of those who are with him will not be on us."

Su Enxi snorted dissatisfied: "Little girl, do you doubt my mother's ability? Bunin can get it, but I can't? Believe it or not, I will give you a whole army squadron! Let them drive eight helicopters, you and Lu Mingfei takes one plane each, four planes are in charge of escort, and two planes are in charge of flying figure 8s in front to clear the way for you!"

"But I still want to find out why these people came here."

"Is there anything worth exploring about the small business of an arms dealer?"

"No, what Bunin wants to trade is definitely not arms. Also, these people are not clean." Zero said softly.

"Not clean?" Su Enxi was taken aback.

"You know my eyes, as long as I get close to something, I can analyze its structure, and creatures are no exception. Almost all of these people have dragon blood."

Su Enxi was surprised by Zero's words.

"A group of mixed-race arms dealers?"

It's like saying that they were sitting in the same car with the mixed races all the way, and no one even noticed.

"Because they are not of high-level blood, if they are in Kassel College, they may not be considered as D-level. But so many mixed races gather together, if they don't know the secret of the dragon race, it is impossible."

"Does Lu Mingfei know?" Su Enxi suddenly panicked.

"I know, maybe earlier than I know." Zero said lightly.

"You guys went out for a tryst last night to talk about this matter?" Su Enxi turned over and suddenly understood something.

Zero frowned: "You didn't install a bug on me?"

"Just pretended that once! It's as if I love knowing your little secrets!"

Zero was silent for a while, then nodded slightly: "Yes, but not all, I also asked him if he liked anyone."

"Damn, how did he answer?"

"He didn't answer."

Su Enxi gasped and patted her thigh: "You stupid girl!"

"He knows that it is fate to go there. The script of fate has long been doomed. No matter who he likes, he can't change the ending. It can only add to the sadness, so I don't want to continue asking."

"Oh, fate, why are you so serious!"

Compared with such mysterious things, Su Enxi is more interested in gossip about men and women.

"Then you're still asking questions? Why don't you hurry up and give him a ride!"

"I just want to know what he is thinking." Zero said softly, "I want to hear his last words."

"..."

The topic suddenly became a lot heavier.

Su Enxi sighed, changed the subject and asked, "Are all the people who come here mixed race?"

"There is one exception."

"Christina?"

"No, it's Alexander Bunin."

As soon as Zero's voice fell, the high-pitched bell rang suddenly.

It seems to be the air defense siren of the city in the last century. It is piercing and sharp, and it is inserted straight into the human cerebral cortex.

Panic... permeated the No. 023 city.

……

Back in time a few minutes ago.

It was already late at night at this time, and the weather that was originally Xiaoxue became more and more weird.

Even though it was the beginning of summer, there was heavy snowfall, and it was falling more and more fiercely.

City No. 023 is full of the screeching sound of the wind.

Even if the weather outside is abnormal, the tavern is still brightly lit.

The wine bureau in this city never seems to close.

As long as there is only one person left in the tavern, the waiter will refill you with new wine.

These young people were all the same group that Lu Mingfei had met at Bunin's house.

The red-haired Sonia, the pretty girl who killed two liang of Moutai at the dining table of Bunin's house.

While everyone was watching, she lit a match and put it in the beer glass in front of her. The wine glass immediately ignited a light blue flame.

This is the way to demonstrate how strong a drink is.

The guests at the wine table applauded, and Sonia stood up, grabbed the beer glass, and drank it down.

The atmosphere became lively, and the table was full of cheerful whistles.

This Russian-style drinking game is called "Bear Claw."

Starting from a large glass of beer, the first person takes a sip, pours vodka to fill it up, the second person takes another sip, pours vodka to fill it up, and drinks it in a circle.

The alcohol level is getting higher and higher, and finally it becomes a large glass of pure vodka.

When the glass is strong enough to be lit, it is up to the person whose turn it is to drink it in one gulp, and the game starts over.

Fighting nation games are always extremely exciting.

But they were still not satisfied, and even played this "drinking to death" game for half the night.

Those who can still stand on the table are the ones who drink the most.

Sonia exhaled slowly, almost a mouthful of pure alcohol vapor.

She leaned on the back of the sofa, drank a "Moscow" cigarette, and squinted at the handsome curly-haired young man on the right, exuding a sense of sophistication.

This is completely different from the way she first met Lu Mingfei. Only at the reception can her temperament be more truly expressed.

The curly-haired young man smiled and lit a cigarette for Sonia. He lowered his head when he leaned forward, looking unscrupulously into the V of Sonia's dress.

Sonia slapped him on the forehead: "Vishniak, you bastard, why don't you go to see your Miss Christina?"

She sneered and mocked: "Your eyes grew on her thighs all night!"

The curly-haired youth, Vishniak, didn't care either. Instead of showing any embarrassment, he laughed loudly.

"Sonia is jealous! Jealous of our youngest and prettiest girl!"

He laughed, and then the whole table started laughing.

Some people raised their hands and snapped their fingers for the waiter to bring new beer and vodka.

After all, no matter how fiercely Sonia and Vishniak quarrel, the game will continue.

"I heard that in the Great Patriotic War, a guy was full of vodka, lit a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth. The fire burned from his esophagus to his stomach, and finally burned to death."

Sonia drew the smoke deeply into her lungs and stared darkly at the burning cigarette.

The cheerful atmosphere on the wine table dropped to zero in an instant.

Everyone subconsciously fell silent.

In the end, it was Vishniak who spoke first, asking slowly.

"So you don't have enough money?"

"I'm just looking for a good location in the New Saintess Cemetery for you, and I will go there to lay flowers." Sonia replied coldly.

If it was an outsider, they might think that Sonia was cursing Vishniak, but everyone present knew that she was telling the truth.

Volodya, with a freckled nose, nodded and said, "Yes, Vishniak, you're running out of time, aren't you?"

Valoja was also different from when Lu Mingfei was present, he was not as shy as Lu Mingfei saw, he was even more outgoing, and he spoke in a calm manner.

"Just take care of yourself!"

Vishniak lowered his head, his face indifferent, and he lit a cigarette for himself.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more tense, Oginets, who looked the most like the eldest brother among the group, pressed his hands and said, "Stop talking about these unhappy things. At least before the auction starts, we are all friends. Let's continue playing." drink!"

"Yes, yes! We should enjoy more now and do something happy!"

Under the leadership of the eldest brother, others immediately echoed.

Sonia's beautiful amber eyes lit up again: "Let's talk about our Miss Christina!"

Oginets smiled: "Don't worry, that little girl is not your competitor. She is very cute, but she is Alexander Bunin's precious daughter. If anyone really dares to shoot her, Bunin Ning would have thrown that man alive into the incinerator."

"What is Bunin?" Vishniak smiled contemptuously: "He is not the boss, and I heard that this year is the last time he will host the auction."

"So you plan to attack our lovely little Christina when he leaves office?" Sonia raised her eyebrows.

"Hehe, don't think about it, that old fox Bunin, he must have arranged his own way out." Vishniak whispered.

Oginets nodded: "I also think that the moment the auction ends, he will immediately disappear in front of us with his precious daughter, and no one will be able to find him again. Otherwise, how could he be willing to bring his daughter here so easily?" ?”

Auchinets' remarks were agreed by most of the people present.

After two seconds of silence, Valoja lowered her voice.

"You said that Bunin has been handling the auction all these years. Will he have any surplus goods in his hand?"

Oginets glanced over to the bar. The waiters were standing far away, and they should not have heard their conversation.

"It's hard. There are a lot of goods every year. I don't think the boss will give him a chance to steal things. I think you all know the consequences of stealing goods without permission."

Speaking of this, many people couldn't help but shudder.

However, Valoja could not agree with Oginets' point of view: "Even some unqualified goods have value, and some junk goods that the boss doesn't want may be quietly taken away without being discovered."

Sonia also said: "Indeed, that old guy is a genius, I don't believe he won't fill his own pocket."

"But how do we know? Do we just rely on speculation? Or arrest him and torture him?" Oginets shrugged, as if thinking they were telling a joke.

"What's wrong? After he leaves, the boss will no longer protect him!" Vishniak said with a trace of ferocity, "No one can easily quit this trading field! Everyone is the same!"

This topic seems to touch the hearts of the guests, and businessmen are always born for profit.

If there is a 50% profit, they can take risks for it, and if there is a 100% profit, they will dare to trample on all human laws.

If there is a profit that reaches the immeasurable level like Bunin's.

Even if it is the price of being executed, they are willing to do it.

But everyone, you look at me and I look at you, and you have not made a decision for a long time.

If no one takes the lead, everyone's hearts will be a little scattered.

"Squeeze out what he hid!" Sonia smiled coquettishly.

Just at this time, the door of the bar made a crisp copper bell, and a gust of cold wind swept in.

"And his baby girl?"

With the snow on his shoulders, Alexander Bunin ignored the distinguished guests who were discussing how to carve him up, but went straight to the bar and sat down.

Without greeting, a glass of good wine he wanted was delivered to him.

Everyone's face became embarrassing and embarrassing.

Obviously, their loud plot just now was overheard by this old guy, otherwise he wouldn't have said that.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Bunin said slowly: "Ladies and gentlemen, the auction will be held as scheduled in two days. Instead of thinking about unrealistic things, it is better to collect money as soon as possible. This year's competition will be fierce. Poor people are not eligible to enter the auction..."

There was a burst of sighing in the tavern.

Bunin sneered: "Also, you are right, whoever touches my daughter, I will throw him into the incinerator alive!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the guests present suddenly changed.

Bunin clapped his hands, and the pretty blonde girls at the bar drew assault rifles from their pockets.

The waiters who were originally respectful to Zhanli took out Uzi submachine guns somewhere.

The muzzles of these black bullets were aimed at the "distinguished guests", as if they didn't care about their identities.

Faced with this driving, many people had guilty cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.

Bunin was the only one drinking red wine leisurely.

After the scene was quiet for a few minutes, he clapped his hands again. The waiters put away their ammunition and served beer and vodka to the guests again, and the atmosphere gradually returned to laughter.

Bear Claw's game is still going on, and what happened just now seems to have never happened.

But everyone understands in their hearts.

This city only looks quiet and warm on the surface, but in fact it is a fortified military fortress, a military fortress belonging to Alexander Bunin.

Before the end of the auction, he was still the only one here who kept his word.

"Mr. Bunning..."

Just when Oginets wanted to apologize for their previous remarks, the siren blared to everyone's ears.

Their faces, which had just recovered not long ago, sank again.

Many of them even thought that Bunin wanted to silence them, and killed a few people to serve as an example.

But this time, Bunin's calm face also became serious.

He also didn't seem to know what it was that set off the air raid siren.

(End of this chapter)