Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 82 The Ghosts (please subscribe for a monthly pass)

In the dark sea, a round of sun suddenly rose.

A dead waiter in black raised his hands high, and a light of up to [-] lumens instantly enveloped the entire deck.

Yanling·Zhiri, the serial number of Yanling is 28, which can create super strong light in the field.

Although it can't directly kill the enemy, it can almost blind the enemy in any field, and the releaser himself is hardly affected.

Even pure-blood dragons have to see things with their eyes, so this speech spirit is extremely effective in actual combat, and it is regarded as a BUG-level speech spirit in the low sequence.

Even Lu Mingfei's eyes couldn't bear such a strong light, so he was forced to close his eyes.

As if it had been rehearsed, a huge force field unfolded instantly, and the high-speed air flow rolled on the surface of the stand like an enchantment.
Word Spirit Clean Land, the enchantment generated by the word spirit with serial number 66 can not only resist bullet shooting, fire attack, and even jump from skyscrapers without dying, it is a very powerful defensive word spirit.

But the releaser can also use the enchantment to crush the opponent, crushing the opponent to pieces with invisible force and high-speed airflow.

Also, the liberator can allow other people or objects to enter his domain without harm.

Therefore, the only one who will be crushed is Lu Mingfei.

As if fearing that this would not be enough to kill this terrifying enemy, the other mixed races also released their speech spirits one after another.

They had long remembered Lu Mingfei's position, countless attacks from ice skates, flying swords, and blazing flames swarmed in.

Being able to be attacked by so many powerful speech spirits at the same time, I am afraid that only pure blood dragons can enjoy this kind of treatment.

But this is not the end, the rain above the sky formed again, and the terrifying cold condensed the rain into an ice dragon with claws and claws, which fell straight to the top of his head from a height of [-] meters.

The mass of the ice dragon plus the acceleration of gravity, the kinetic energy of this moment is equivalent to a large road roller being lifted by a giant, and then smashed down in the posture of turning a big windmill.

No one can take such an attack, not even a half-human.

And Lu Mingfei didn't plan to pick it up either, the space warriors don't just go head-to-head.

The moment the ice dragon took shape, he felt the pressure from the top of his head.

Lu Mingfei instantly took out four NDS game consoles from his arms and threw them into the air, then drew his sword.

The huge flames and light completely covered Yanling·Zhiri, no one saw Lu Mingfei's sword light, but all attacks were cut off within a breath.

The cold ice dragon was blown into countless ice particles by the new products of the equipment department, and turned into rainwater again because of the weakness of the releaser.

When the flame is extinguished, it also extinguishes the last hope of the dead waiters in black.

"Your game is over."

Lu Mingfei didn't give them another chance to recite the deadly poems. The eagle sword cut open the dustless land, and also cut open the ugly bodies of the black-clothed dead waiters.

The aggressive ship hijackers turned into remnants on the deck.

"It's ugly."

He looked at the forked tongue of a deadpool in black and said in disgust.

"You are the ugly humans, we are the butterflies in the cocoon about to evolve into perfect creatures."

Said a black-clothed Deadpool who was severed at the waist but insisted on refusing to die.

Its Chinese is very blunt, but the emotions contained in it are almost gushing out.

"Stupid traitor."

Lu Mingfei shook his head and kicked its mutated head.

If dragons are really perfect creatures, why are humans ruling the earth now?
Just like those pointed-eared Eldar call themselves noble, call humans Mon-keigh or monkeys, regard Necrons as disgusting metal monsters, and green skins that are considered ancient creations as ecological garbage.

But if they were really so noble, how could they deal with a depraved existence like Slaanesh, and cause their own clan to be exterminated, and their souls would be swallowed up and played by Slaanesh after death?

He looked into the distance, and the ship of unknown origin had slipped away.

"Can you catch up?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Sorry, their boats are much faster than ours."

Tengu bowed deeply, with a tone of fear and sincerity.

It's not that he has never seen a powerful hybrid, and the boss "Ukiyo-e" is very strong.

But compared to this super strong man who can kill a group of dragons and fierce ghosts without using words, the boss is also weak and powerless.

"Do you know the origin of these dead servants?"

Lu Mingfei asked again.

It's fine if you can't catch up, just ask for the history, and give them their lair.

"They're not actually Deadpool."

Tengu hesitated for a moment, but still revealed part of the truth.

"I don't think so either. How can Deadpool read poetry?"

Fingel also came over.

"Then what are they?"

Chu Zihang asked.

"They are ghosts."

There was a struggle on Tengu's face, but he still said it.

Devil?Looking at their distorted faces and bloodthirsty eyes, they are indeed like evil spirits.

"Be specific."

Lu Mingfei said.

"The ghosts are a gangster organization, which is full of high-level and unstable hybrids. They can perform short-term dragon transformation and retain basic sanity"

Tengu said.

"Underworld? Isn't the underworld in Japan under the control of Sheqibajia?"

asked Fingal.

"The Sheqiba family is still the ruler of the underworld on the surface, but the fierce ghosts have invaded many of the Sheqiba family's territory over the years."

Tengu explained.

"Then they are hostile?"

"I can't answer your question. If you are dissatisfied with this, I am willing to apologize."

Tiangou lowered his head towards Lu Mingfei, and then put the knife across his stomach.

"Really, I thought it was only in movies."

Fingal was taken aback.

It's not like they were extorting confessions by torture, so why are they about to cut seppuku all of a sudden.

Lu Mingfei stared at Tiangou for a few seconds, until the latter's back was soaked with sweat.

"never mind."

he said lightly.

Anyway, we will be in Tokyo soon, so someone will naturally answer about the relationship between the ghosts and the Snake Qi Bajia.

Tengu breathed a sigh of relief, and the hand holding the knife no longer trembled.

"Why are they attacking you?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

This question did not involve any secrets, so Tengu answered truthfully.

It turns out that "Ukiyo-e" and his subordinates are a small group independent of Snake Bajia, and they have been doing some smuggling, smuggling, and transporting cultural relics in the Hunter Network.

Because the amount of money is a small matter, and the main business of the Sheqiba family is not here, so it has been peaceful.

But since the rise of the ghosts, they have been eyeing this business and sent envoys to recruit them.

Of course, "Ukiyo-e" would not agree, so the two sides forged a beam.

Meng Guizhong tried to kill "Ukiyo-e" several times, but failed. This time, he somehow grasped the time and place of their meeting.

At first, Tengu suspected that Lu Mingfei and the others were the bait, but naturally he didn't think so now.

"What else could it be? There must be a traitor among you."

Fingel said carelessly.

"We will investigate the matter thoroughly afterwards."

Tengu bowed again.

Although he already has a suspect in his heart, the family ugliness must not be exposed.

Tengu and Yunu cleaned up the mess by themselves, and the three returned to the cabin.

Although the fighting process was fierce, it didn't take long, and the dishes on the table were still warm.

In line with the principle of not wasting food, they ate all the remaining dishes.

The fish in this sea can also have a full meal tonight.

The subsequent voyage was uneventful, even the storm outside just caused the ship to shake a little.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, Tengu invited them out of the cabin.

Opposite the fishing boat is the dimly lit Tokyo Bay.

The small fishing boat had arrived ahead of time and was parked on their right.

After handing over the equipment, Tengu bowed and apologized again, and asked if they needed to arrange a vehicle pick-up.

Lu Mingfei rejected this proposal. The relationship between "Ukiyo-e" and the Japanese branch is unclear. Of course, it is impossible for them to control their own schedule.

Tengu didn't bother, left his business card and sailed away.

Lu Mingfei nodded towards Chu Zihang, and the latter took out his mobile phone knowingly and made a call.

"Didn't you get anyone? I understand, young master, you have worked hard."

Inuyama Ka put down the phone, knocked on the paper fan, all the dancers and music girls withdrew from the hall, and the lively Tamamo-mae immediately turned into a secluded house.

"The teacher sent a very interesting young man."

The corner of the old man's mouth curled up a little, and it was hard to tell whether it was joy or anger.

At Narita Airport, Yasha, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't help cursing.

"The guys from the headquarters actually dared to release the young master's pigeons. This time, they must make them apologise."

"Strictly speaking, they didn't release pigeons. The headquarters said at the beginning that they don't come to pick up the plane."

Sakura behind said calmly.

"Hey, hey, Sakura, you actually spoke for the people at the headquarters, they kept your favorite young master waiting for hours."

Yasha looked at her in disbelief.

Yuan Zhisheng's veins bulged, partly because of people from the headquarters, and partly because of Yasha's open mouth.

"If you don't want to watch pachinko, just shut up."

He glared at Yaksha.

Pachinko is the most popular gaming machine in Japan and can be found almost everywhere in Japan.

However, gambling is actually illegal in Japan, so pachinko shops cannot gamble directly, they can only exchange it for gifts, and then find someone who specializes in recycling to exchange it for money.

Although the audience is very wide, it still belongs to the low-end industry.

As the confidant of the young master of the underworld, Yasha certainly didn't want to be assigned, so he quickly made a gesture to slit his mouth.

After tidying up his restless subordinates, Yuan Zhisheng looked at the still empty entrance.

Of course, he didn't think that the people in the headquarters were afraid of the storm. He had read Lu Mingfei's information. It was the city of gangsters, who beat half of the students in Kassel to bed. It was impossible for him to have such courage. No.

Then there is only one possibility, they have already come, but they did not adopt the conventional way of entering the country at the airport.

"Interesting, how will you appear before my eyes?"

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly felt that it was good to have someone from the headquarters, at least it added a bit of fun to his boring and heavy life.

"Send their photos to all gangsters in Tokyo, and never allow them to slip under our noses."

His tone was calm, but there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

"Yes!"

All the underworld elements responded in unison, like courtiers shouting long live to the emperor.

(End of this chapter)