Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 7 Maybach is for hacking

"I've never seen you."

Lu Mingfei said coldly.

"But I've always been by your side. Ah, no. Your soul seems to have left and changed a lot."

"Where did you go? Brother."

the little boy asked.

"Shouldn't you report your family name before asking others?"

Lu Mingfei asked back.

"Brother, you've really changed, and you're not cute at all."

The little boy said quietly.

"I'm fine with that."

he said coldly.

Whether fighting for Man and the Emperor, or enjoying retirement in his peaceful and peaceful homeland, he feels fulfilled and happy.

"Well, it seems that I have to learn how to communicate with fanatics."

The little boy shrugged.

Lu Mingfei did not comment on his words.

"The last piece of advice to brother, there is still time to get off the car. You are not invited to eat this feast."

The little boy suddenly said in a serious tone.

Lu Mingfei thought for a few seconds before he understood what he meant.

"Whose funeral?"

he asked.

"Although it has been delayed for a long time, the doomed destiny has finally arrived."

The little boy continued to play the Riddler.

Lu Mingfei didn't ask anymore, the best way to deal with such riddlers is to pretend they don't exist.

"Since you insist on this, brother, I wish you the best of luck. If you need help, call out my name."

"Your dear brother, Lu Mingze."

The little boy snapped his fingers and disappeared,

The deep voice was covered by the restored sound of wind and rain, as if it had never appeared before.

"what happened?"

Chu Zihang asked.

He found that Lu Mingfei's expression was not quite right.

As an elder who has lived for thousands of years, he has fought countless ghosts and monsters, and even tore a Tzeentch demon with his hands.

Therefore, Lu Mingfei did not overreact to the existence that claimed to be Lu Mingze.

But this does not mean that he is not under pressure. At this moment, a thin layer of sweat is already seeping from his back.

"Grab your weapon and prepare to fight."

Lu Mingfei said in a low voice.

The words of the devil are naturally untrustworthy, but it is always right to be prepared for battle.

"What happened?"

Chu Zihang didn't understand, but out of trust, he still held the hilt of his sword.

"Why did you take out the sword? It's still a real sword, it's too dangerous. Your mother doesn't care about you."

Chu Tianjiao saw this scene from the rearview mirror and frowned.

Since it has nothing to do with me, it can only be related to the other two people in the car.

Chu Zihang may also have a problem, but his intuition tells Lu Mingfei that it's not him.

Then it can only be this downcast driver's father.

"Chu Tianjiao, you may be in trouble."

He really couldn't call out the word father, so he could only call him by his name.

"What trouble can I have? I am kind to people every day."

Chu Tianjiao didn't care about Lu Mingfei's rudeness, and said nonchalantly.

The next moment, he slammed on the brakes.

Lu Mingfei didn't move at all, Chu Zihang pounced forward, but was also stopped by his strong arm.

"Not right."

Chu Tianjiao muttered to himself.

The greasy and long-winded man just now has disappeared, and now he has a serious face, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are as tight as steel wires.

"Both of you, fasten your seat belts and don't look out the window."

After Chu Tianjiao finished speaking, he kicked the gas pedal to the end.

The Maybach, which accelerates from 5.5 kilometers in 120 seconds, quickly reached [-]km/h.

The scenery outside the car became one piece after another, and people with motion sickness could vomit all over themselves just by looking at it.

At this moment, the already muted car radio rang again.

The low laughter echoed in the carriage, grand, solemn and strange, slowly wrapping them up, like wrapping them in an ancient bronze bell.

Chu Zihang looked at his father in the rearview mirror. The thick blue blood vessels on the man's face protruded from the surface, like a little snake feeling danger and trying to escape from the cave.

"What's the matter?"

He couldn't help asking.

Lu Mingfei knew it, and the man knew it, as if he was the only one who didn't know it.

"Don't ask, son, don't ask. I paid so much for you not to know."

Chu Tianjiao said almost pleadingly.

However, these words ignited the anger that Chu Zihang had accumulated for many years.

You know everything and tell me nothing.

Keep saying that it's for my own good, whether I live well or not is up to you!

He was about to question, but there was a knock on the window outside the car.

who!this time.

Chu Zihang, who never liked losing his temper, couldn't help venting his anger.

"Calm down, brother."

Lu Mingfei spoke suddenly.

His calm and calm attitude was like a piece of ice, which extinguished the fire of ignorance in Chu Zihang's heart.

Then, he realized that something was wrong.

How can someone knock on the window of a 120km/h Maybach on an unmanned high bridge.

"Sit tight!"

Chu Tianjiao gritted his teeth and stepped on the gas pedal again.

The Maybach quickly accelerated to 160km/h, and at this speed, the knocking sound disappeared.

Just when Chu Zihang thought he had escaped, the knocking sounded again.

This time, there is still a human figure looming outside the car window.

One, two, three.
Some are tall, some are short, some are thin, some are fat.

But Chu Zihang just had a feeling that they were all the same.

The dazzling silver light shone into the Maybach from all directions, making the faces of both father and son pale.

Fear gripped his heart, no matter how good he was in the eyes of others, he was actually just an introverted underage.

At this moment, Chu Zihang subconsciously looked at Lu Mingfei.

Will this person who is always out of place and a bit old-fashioned feel scared when faced with such a thing?

of course not.

Chu Zihang only saw a quiet face, and the silver-white light shone on his head as if crowning him.

"Don't let fear control you, brother."

Lu Mingfei looked at him and said, just like he was admonishing the recruits of the battle group.

Space Marines are not immune to fear, they are just more determined than mortals.

"What are those? Ghosts?"

Chu Zihang forced himself to calm down, but his voice was still trembling.

"I don't know, bro. But that doesn't matter."

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

"unimportant?"

He couldn't believe hearing such an answer.

Such a weird thing, Lu Mingfei actually said it was not important.

"Don't know what it is, don't you dare to swing your sword?"

Lu Mingfei stared at Chu Zihang's eyes.

Even mortals should possess basic courage.

He waited for Chu Zihang's answer, and used it to evaluate whether he was still qualified to be his brother.

"I, I don't know."

Chu Zihang lowered his head, the hand holding the sword hilt turned slightly white.

"It's okay, brother, I will rush ahead of you."

Lu Mingfei comforted.

This answer is not excellent, but it is considered qualified.

"it is good."

Chu Zihang nodded, and his breathing gradually returned to normal.

"You have a good friend, son."

Chu Tianjiao has been listening to their conversation.

He felt a little lost because it was not his father who comforted his son.

But he was also relieved, because even if he was gone, Chu Zihang would not be without a guide.

The sound became more intensive, and the sound of knocking on the door turned into the sound of scraping glass, which was disgusting and annoying.

But Lu Mingfei remained calm and got additional information from it.

Whatever those things are, they're already going to come in.

"Hurry up."

Chu Tianjiao yelled again, and pulled out a black long-handled umbrella from the grille of the car door.

No, that's not an umbrella, it's a Wutan sword in a black scabbard.

Chu Zihang once read a book introducing Japanese knives, which said that craftsmen would only use two kinds of knives without adding tan.

One is the stick knife made in order to escape the ban after Japan's "Abolished Sword Order".

One is the imperial sword that is enshrined in the shrine and not used for actual combat.

And the precious scabbard made of shark skin shows that this is most likely a royal sword, a handicraft.

But even if it is a handicraft, it is also a knife. Why would a driver put such a thing in the boss's car?

Chu Zihang didn't know how to explain, and the driver himself didn't have time to explain now.

Chu Tianjiao pulled out the blade, the smooth blade reflected silvery white light, as clear as water.

No matter from the point of view of art or actual combat, this is a rare masterpiece.

However, Chu Tianjiao didn't have any intention of cherishing it, and directly stabbed through the car door with his backhand, leaving half inside and half outside.

Then, he slammed on the brakes, and the wheels whined continuously under the almost brutal deceleration.

Fortunately, the modified anti-skid tires withstood the test and did not directly slip and roll over.

But those weird black shadows were not so lucky. Under the inertia, the figures on the left lined up to commit suicide, and the black blood mixed with the rainwater drifted in the air.

Some even seeped into the car through the gaps, and thick black blood slowly slid down the top of the window.

No matter who sees this scene, the fortress of reason will inevitably collapse.

But just as Chu Zihang's pupils contracted, a hand held his shoulder.

"Don't be afraid bro, do it like I did."

Lu Mingfei said.

"How to do it?"

Chu Zihang thought in confusion, and then saw him piercing the car window with a sword.

The broad sword blade nailed a black figure in the air, black blood flowed from the wound, and was taken away by the wind and rain.

"Come on, you can too."

Lu Mingfei turned his head and said gently.

"I can not."

Chu Zihang wanted to say that, but another thought in his heart stopped him.

He trusts you, can you trust him?
"brother."

For so many years, Chu Zihang thought he had only one mother who couldn't grow up, and now another person told him that they were brothers.

"Charge into the battle, only die to live!"

He shouted a sentence that he didn't know what it was, clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pierced forward with all his strength.

The thinner but sharper blade pierced the glass, and then gave Chu Zihang a real touch.

He was stabbed!

Hearing his cry, Lu Mingfei was a little surprised.

The battle cry that was shouted by chance was remembered by Chu Zihang and shouted out.

"Not bad, very energetic!"

He smiled, and pierced a head protruding from the roof of the car with another sword.

The black figure whose shoulder was stabbed by Chu Zihang let out a hoarse whisper, and opened his closed eyes, revealing a pair of golden eyes.

Chu Zihang hugged his head in pain as if being shocked by an electric shock. Countless messy blue lines came to life and twisted in his mind, like some kind of distorted words or a dance of sacrifice.

Countless mysterious and terrifying pictures were awakened in his body, flashing before his eyes like a slideshow.

The three-eyed youth with a bone-thrusting sword in his chest, the expectant girl writhing in pain on the altar, the large black wings covering the sky, and the white-haired woman with bleeding eyes.
"Don't say any more!"

Chu Zihang waved his hands vigorously, trying to prevent them from telling him the lost history.

"It's Spirit Vision, your bloodline has been activated. I really hope this day never comes."

Chu Tianjiao sighed in pain.

"What is vision?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"A special vision that only people with special blood can have. You"

Chu Tianjiao looked in the rearview mirror in shock. In Lu Mingfei's eye sockets, two golden pupils were burning.

(End of this chapter)