Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 139 Fighting Hercules, King's General: An Unexpected Joy (1 words)

Paradise Hall, top floor.

The man stood by the window, gazing silently as the night wind swept across the mountains, rustling the leaves.

The imagery of empty mountains and forests at night has been a favorite of scholars and literati throughout history.
It represents a melodious and expansive state of mind.
He was dressed in a black wide-sleeved kimono and held a pure white paper fan with crane and pine shapes painted on the fan surface. In ancient times, this outfit would have made him an extremely elegant gentleman. It is not uncommon in modern society either, but it is often seen in bars and nightclubs and is labeled as a "spirited young man".

But this man was different. He was exceptionally handsome, standing by the window, his profound demeanor like that of a talented poet gazing out from a high tower. A faint crimson light flickered in his dark eyes, exuding a captivating allure and melancholy—words rarely used to describe men, yet they perfectly suited him, like a sparrow hidden in a magnificent cage.

But what will happen when the sparrows leave their cages?

“Fine wine, beautiful women, gold, and decadence—I smell the intoxicating scent of decadence, as thick as ink,” the man said softly.

The boisterous voices downstairs rose like steam from boiling water, pouring in through the open windows, carrying the scent of women and the smell of alcohol from men, like a great tide, echoing the distant pine forests.

A pair of soft, boneless hands gently rested on his shoulders, massaging them.

Sakurai Kogure, the only female manager of the Pleasure Palace, the undisputed head of the casino, the third-in-command of the Oni Clan, and a bewitching and alluring ghost in the eyes of the public.
At this moment, she was as docile and quiet as a real house cat, standing quietly behind the man. Even though the situation downstairs was gradually showing signs of getting out of control, her gaze remained fixed on him, unwilling to leave.

"The medication will take effect soon. Neo the boar is a good fit for this model. If the final test is successful, we can move on to mass production," Kogure Sakurai said softly.

The underworld kingpin who roamed South America thought he was being careful, discarding the 'trial pack' in the chip box like trash. Little did he know that the first cup of water he drank after swimming ashore contained the real evolution potion.

Over the next two days, the medicine continued to subtly improve his physical condition and even affect his mental state.

But this should have been a joyous piece of news.

The man remained silent for a long time before finally speaking.

"I hate this guy, I hate the look in his eyes."

Sakurai Kogure didn't say anything, but massaged the man's shoulders and back even more vigorously.

The man before her was the king of the Demon Clan, and also her king; the person he hated was the person she hated.

"Are you in a hurry to leave?" The man suddenly frowned, and his hand, which was pressed against his chest, suddenly moved up and grabbed Sakurai Kogure's slender hand.

Kogure Sakurai didn't struggle and obediently replied, "We have guests tonight, and if we don't keep an eye on things and handle them promptly, I'm worried it could have a negative impact."

"We'll go later," the man said coldly.

“Okay.” Sakurai Kogure didn’t know why the man would give such an order, but she had never disobeyed him. She only needed to obey any order he gave her.

As for what impact Neo the Boar would have on Elysium if he completely lost control in front of everyone... she worked tirelessly, giving her all for Elysium's business, but ultimately it was all for the man in front of her.

The man suddenly tightened his grip, pulling her from behind to his side, and raised his hand to pinch the girl's smooth, delicate chin.

"Unless I get tired of you, you must never leave on your own initiative, understand?"

Sakurai Kogure felt a pang of panic, wondering why he had suddenly said that. She was about to explain that she had never thought of leaving, but the man didn't give her a chance to speak and instead brought his thin lips close to hers.

The sudden kiss was as fierce as ever, like a storm, like a wolf biting off its prey's neck and sucking its blood. In an instant, Sakurai Kogure's body went weak and her mind became hazy, yet she was also overjoyed.

She subconsciously raised her chin to meet his.

Sakurai Kogure had seen him kiss other women and heard him say similar things to other women. Among all the women, she wasn't even the most beautiful. He had always only taken from women. This powerful man rarely felt secure and was always tense like a bow. But she was willing to give herself to him again and again, giving him a brief moment of peace.

Simple, selfless dedication.

The two kissed for a long time.

The man turned his head and bit her soft, glistening earlobe. His breath, accompanied by domineering whispers, assaulted her auditory nerves, sending a tingling sensation from the depths of her soul through her mind and every part of her body.

"It will be the same from now on. You can only leave when I tell you to."

"Um……"

She closed her eyes, letting herself become lost in a daze.

The world we talk about is nothing more than the people right in front of us.

……

"Damn, is nobody managing this Pleasure Palace anymore?"

The lobby on the first floor was bustling with noise.

Lu Mingfei was very puzzled, genuinely puzzled.

He's already won 80 billion yen, his initial capital has increased 27 times, so why hasn't anyone come to listen to his wish?

What's going on? This is it!

Where are the people! ?
However, Lu Mingfei didn't have time to investigate what Sakurai Kogure was up to.

Because Neo the boar in front of us looks a bit strange.

There are quite a few people who have lost all their money and gone crazy at the Paradise Club. Not just every day, but more than one every half hour!
But Neo the pig is different; he's a hybrid.

He was immediately surrounded by burly bodyguards in black jackets who rushed over to subdue him and expel him.

But this skinny man knocked them to the ground with a single punch each.

Neo the boar is very strong.

The sound of bones cracking was clearly audible as the old fist landed. Faced with the full force of the B-grade hybrid, these elites from the local Osaka gangs were immediately overwhelmed...

The bodyguards who rushed at them were scattered by a few punches and kicks.

Screams erupted in chaos.

The members of the Fierce Ghost Clan, who were supposed to be responsible for handling similar incidents, were nowhere to be found.

Lu Mingfei could tell that Neo the boar was a little out of control... When a hybrid loses control of his emotions, it's usually not a good sign, especially since this guy's [bloodline] is marked with the word 'unstable'.

Am I going to turn into Deadpool on the spot?
He couldn't help but curse inwardly.
Even if Sakurai Kogure doesn't want to hear my wish, isn't she going to clean up the mess?

What a makeshift operation!
now.

The men and women around, controlled by alcohol, hormones, and adrenaline, noticed Neo the pig's strange behavior. Instead of being afraid, they became even more excited. Some laughed so hard they were doubled over, while others screamed and clapped. The Ecstasy Hall was a place to vent desires. Violence, hidden in human genetic instincts, is the greatest primal desire, on par with lust.

Looking at the chaotic and noisy scene, Lu Mingfei felt a surge of irritation.

I felt like a model student who loved reading was forced to sit in a bar.

It's noisy……

Lu Mingfei didn't touch the chips on the table, and he kept a distance from them. He clearly felt that he was being targeted.

His eyes were fierce, filled with malice.

Like a wild boar in a pine forest whose territory has been invaded.

There are many pine forests in the mountains surrounding Osaka. In the past, people who made a living by hunting said that the wild boars in the mountains were more dangerous than brown bears. They would rub themselves against pine trees that secrete a sticky resin, and after rolling on the ground and getting covered in mud, they would be like wearing armor, and even a hunting rifle might not be able to penetrate them. Their sharp tusks could pierce through a thick tree in an instant.

There are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

Neo the boar.

A mere B-grade hybrid, yet his aura was surprisingly astonishing.

Lu Mingfei stood still, tapped the gambling table, and said to Neo the Pig like a normal gambler, "I've already said that a little gambling is harmless, but you just kept raising the stakes... There's an old Chinese saying, 'Where there's life, there's hope'..."

Upon hearing Lu Mingfei's voice, Neo the boar seemed to have been injected with a tranquilizer.

The violent, bellows-like breathing continued, but it lacked some of its terrifying intensity; the bloodlust and madness in his pupils began to subside.
"how did you do it?"

"What do you mean?" Lu Mingfei frowned.

Even if a mere B-grade hybrid went mad or ruthless, it wouldn't amount to much. But what truly puzzled him was...

In his field of vision, Neo the Pig's panel was changing drastically. This person's [combat power] was actually decreasing. What was going on? Was his system somehow linked to gold coins and combat power?
"How could you remember so many cards!"

Neo the boar was panting heavily, coughing, and his voice was still filled with anger.

"Holy crap, so that's what you were worried about?"

Lu Mingfei's lips twitched involuntarily. "Brother, listen to me. Just admit you're bad. Go back and practice more. It's really something anyone can do."

"There are 1040 cards in 20 decks. Remembering their order when a professional dealer shuffles them is not something anyone can do easily!"

Neo the Pig's anger surged again, his eyes almost spitting fire. "Just how many decks of cards can you remember at most?"

"20 sets," Lu Mingfei casually made up.

"hehe."

Neo the boar coughed hoarsely and asked again in an angry voice, "What bloodline are you?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned again.
I thought to myself, is it really appropriate to discuss this in public? Logically speaking, what does this have to do with bloodline? Not being able to remember a thousand cards is simply a matter of having a brain but not using it, and incidentally, not finding a good teacher…

Faced with Neo the boar's burning gaze, Lu Mingfei was speechless.

This guy... what an idiot!

“He should be a little better than you,” Lu Mingfei said after a long pause.

“More than a little,” said Neo the pig.

Lu Mingfei sighed again; he didn't really want to talk to this person anymore.

This guy is really something else. If he already knows the answer, why did he have to ask at the market? He just had to smash his own pride to the ground and stomp on it.

Why bother?
Why not just accept the offer of a way out?
And... damn it, where are the security guards? I'm a customer, can't you just drag this lunatic away?

The blackjack table in the center of the hall fell silent for a few seconds, with only coughs and panting sounds, as if it were isolated from the world.

"You're not a member of the Ghost Clan, are you?"

Neo the boar said again, as if he wanted to win back all the money he had just lost by addressing the problem.

However, Lu Mingfei had already made up his mind not to get entangled with him anymore.

He felt bored and annoyed.

I even started to wonder, did I come to the casino to be a counselor? People with manic-depressive disorder should see a psychologist.

Neo the boar closed his eyes, and his entire demeanor and voice softened instantly.

"Actually, I've always hated you guys with strong bloodlines."

Seeing that Lu Mingfei didn't respond, Neo the Pig continued speaking to himself:

“You know what? This is my first time at Gokurakukan, but I’ve been to Japan many times. Every time I came to Japan before, I stayed with a 40-year-old woman. She would always prepare the best sake for me and play the stringed instrument for me.”

"But actually I don't like her. If it were in the Edo period, she could be considered a top courtesan, but she's old now. I like young girls. I'm rich and powerful, so why can't I order some young, beautiful, healthy girls with tanned skin? I'm willing to give generous tips, drink tequila, and enjoy the intimacy with them, but I've never done it."

Do you understand why?

Lu Mingfei did not answer, but silently crushed the glass that had contained cola in his hand, leaving a sharp glass shard.

Neo the boar kept his eyes closed, seemingly completely unaware of his little actions.

He gave his answer while coughing:

"Because people can have many choices, but not everyone has the right to choose."

Lu Mingfei twirled the glass shard in his hand, squinting as he took in everything around him.

Silence, for a long time.

Neo the boar suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes, as if he had made up his mind.

With lightning speed, he pulled a small, transparent bottle from his pocket, crushed it in a fit of rage, and poured the liquid inside into his mouth.

The liquid was black, yet it shimmered with a rainbow-like glow.

It looks a bit like cough syrup, but its effects are far more than just relieving coughs.

His pupils lit up instantly, and a low chanting sound came from deep in his throat.

Dragon Pattern!

A mysterious power formed a fiery domain around him. With a loud bang, his back bulged dramatically, his twisted muscles resembling the roots of an ancient tree. Then came a series of loud bangs as the muscles in his chest, legs, and arms also swelled up.

The brightly colored suit and shirt were blown to pieces, and the trousers were torn into strips.

He howled in pain as he grew taller at a visible rate, transforming from a scrawny, skinny monkey into a muscular giant ape. His hardened skin shimmered with a dark golden metallic sheen, and several dreadlocks fluttered behind his head without wind.

Yan Ling Bronze Throne.

The releaser's body was temporarily enhanced to the level of a pure-blooded dragon, with power strong enough to tear apart steel!

Lu Mingfei could have stopped it, but he didn't.

She simply watched him transform silently, her gaze calm and scrutinizing.

He wasn't just scrutinizing Neo the Boar, but also everything in the casino.

Neo the pig... no, he should be called Hercules now.

His panel still showed B-level for [Bloodline Level], but his [Combat Power] was soaring, like a surging river, breaking through several major barriers of 100, 200, and 300, and it was still rising.

"The test subject... was the evolution drug of the Demon Clan that he just drank?"

Lu Mingfei recalled what Su Enxi had told him: the Ghost Clan pursued immense power and powerful evolution, but their evolution was not towards becoming dragons, and they were destined never to become dragons...

In Hercules's "Special Status" section, "Half-Dead Servant" quietly appeared.

Deadpool becoming, is also a transformation.

boom--

The nearly half-ton card table was lifted by a violent force and slammed down.

Lu Mingfei easily dodged his throwing attack.

She continued to gaze at him.

The heavy stone table, like a cannonball, crashed into another gambling table behind it, creating a deafening roar. Several gamblers who couldn't dodge in time were pinned underneath, and blood gushed out from between the tables.

Life and death do not know.

The sudden injury or death terrified the gamblers around them. Their burning nerves seemed to be cooled instantly by the cold blood, and a sizzling sound filled the air as white mist billowed out.

The person before them was undoubtedly a madman, and a powerful one at that. The situation had changed beyond expectations. The gamblers dared not howl wildly anymore, the girls dared not speak softly, and no one dared to stir things up. As one quail after another was choked, this hell of desire suddenly became much quieter.

Many gamblers inside the Pleasure Palace had realized the change in situation and quietly surged towards the bronze gate. The Pleasure Palace did not prevent its patrons from escaping.

The bodyguard in the black jacket instinctively reached for the pistol at his waist, his index finger trembling as he rubbed the trigger, but he dared not immediately fire on this giant ape that seemed to belong only in movies—

They didn't even dare to raise their guns.

Because the casino management hasn't given the order yet, and more importantly, will firing a shot definitely kill him...? If he's not killed, and the next table is thrown at me, will I be able to dodge it?

It's easy to disregard the lives of others, but it's a completely different problem to disregard one's own life.

Hercules completely ignored these lowly soldiers.
He glared back at Lu Mingfei and let out a thunderous roar.

"Now, how does my bloodline compare to yours?"

Given Hercules's size, this should have been a fierce, wrathful expression, but instead it resembled a demon opening its golden, menacing eyes.

……

"Ms. Sakurai, you've arrived."

The elevator, covered in gold leaf, finally opened, and the man wearing black sunglasses bowed slightly.

"How is the situation now?"

Sakurai Kogure stepped out of the elevator, her clothes neat and her demeanor aloof.

The man immediately reported what had happened in the casino lobby while Sakurai Kogure was going upstairs.

After a while,
"Not one of ours?" A look of surprise appeared on her face.

"Yes, originally we planned to use gambling or women to gradually stir his emotions, but a guest did it ahead of time, and Hercules was aroused prematurely."

Sakurai Kogure took five seconds to think about the question.

Finally made a decision

"Let's go! Let's get there first!"

……

The crazed wild boar charged towards Lu Mingfei.

The bulging muscles are the sharpest fangs.

The immense kinetic energy carried at high speeds makes the gambling tables in front of them seem like thin sheets of paper.

They were smashed aside with a bang!

Up to now.

Lu Mingfei roughly guessed that he might have been caught in the crossfire.

Hercules' every move perfectly matched the image of a madman in his mind.

And also a riddle teller.

But as he repeatedly examined the man's profile, he couldn't discern anything from the numerous labels and titles, big and small. He was just a typical gangster, capable of all the evil deeds depicted in movies. But why was he like this...?

A mere 80 billion yen is, in theory, a small sum of money for him.

This guy was probably someone arranged by the Fierce Ghost Clan, but it seems he was more than that. Lu Mingfei felt that his subsequent words and actions were clearly aimed at him.

The group of bodyguards around him suddenly went offline at the crucial moment, intending to sit back and let everything happen naturally.

then,

Lu Mingfei is very unhappy now.

"You're a mob boss and you're saying you had no choice?"

"Do you really think of yourself as a police officer?"

He placed both feet on the gambling table next to him and leaped up.

They avoided the wild boar that was charging at them.

He suddenly plummeted downwards, delivering a powerful whip kick.

Hercules eased the impact, roared and raised his arms to meet the attack, looking up at the sky. His massive, imposing body was taut, his muscles taut, like a bronze-cast cross.

boom--

The sturdy leather shoe slammed hard onto the already scaly skin, actually scattering sparks of fire!

however,
In a very short time, Hercules's eyes changed from cruelty, anger, ferocity, bloodlust, and coldness to astonishment, confusion, pain, and bewilderment.

Bang!
An unimaginable force descended from the sky.

Like a scorching spear, it pierced through the shield held up by the arms in an instant!
The point where the soles of the feet touched the two overlapping bronze mountain ridges was like a magnitude 10 earthquake, with muscles and scales forming a turbulent wave that spread in all directions.

Excruciating pain, crushing!
Hercules, the mighty god known for his strength, and the 'Word of Power: Bronze Throne', renowned for its explosive power and endurance.

Facing a low, unassuming kick from above.

They were completely powerless to resist.

He was smashed into the thick marble floor!
My legs sank deep, all the way to my knees!
Lu Mingfei landed steadily.

Standing before Hercules, looking down at the man screaming in madness and agony, a cold glint flashed in his dark eyes.

"I told you not to call me that."

The boy's right leg shot up again in an instant, striking Hercules' equally rock-solid chin.

A second, astonishingly loud bang.

boom--

Hercules' head tilted back in an astonishing arc, like a nail that had been driven in and then pried up by a claw hammer, launching it into the air.

He tumbled several times in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

With a thud, the effect of the bronze throne quickly faded, and Hercules visibly shriveled up, blood of varying shades of black and white oozing from his pores, like a deflated balloon.

Evolution has been interrupted!
Amidst the shocked gazes of countless people in the Paradise Hall,
All sounds are silent.

It was at this moment that
A delicate fragrance, like flowers and tea, quietly wafted into Lu Mingfei's nose. The female manager, dressed in a black suit, knelt beside him, her warm body gently pressing against him, her face beaming with smiles.

"May I invite you to sit in the VIP room? I'm the manager here, Sakurai Kogure. You can just call me Kogure."

However, the next moment.

A shattered, sharp glass was pressed against the side of Sakurai Kogure's fair, slender neck, which was as long as a swan's.

"Are you kidding me?"

Lu Mingfei's hands hung naturally at his sides, seemingly relaxed, but his gaze was incredibly cold as he toyed with the unused glass, as if he were about to slash a deep bloody mark on the girl's neck at any moment.

Click click click——

The sound of a bullet being loaded.

The men in black, who were responsible for maintaining order inside the casino, approached at this moment. They were holding heavy pistols and pointing them at Lu Mingfei.

"Ah."

Lu Mingfei sneered.

When people are angry, they really do feel that the world is absurd.

This group of people dared not make a move against Hercules, but when they faced me, they all became fierce tigers.
Does that mean you've all selectively ignored what just happened?

This second round of shocking changes,

This undoubtedly brought to a complete end to tonight's blissful night.

Most gamblers avoided the area like the plague, fleeing in panic, fearing they would be implicated. The glamorous dealers inside, whether out of professional ethics or the strict rules of the brothel, stood still, not daring to run away. However, their beautiful figures trembled unnaturally, revealing alluring white ripples that betrayed their inner fear.

It's impossible not to be afraid; neither guns nor monsters represent a world they are familiar with.

"Put down your guns! No disrespect to our distinguished guests!"

Sakurai Kogure seemed completely oblivious to the sharp blade that was only 0.1 centimeters away from her neck. Instead, she looked around and swept her warning gaze over each of the black-clad, armed bodyguards.

Then, she smiled gently at the guests and girls who were still there and said, "Please go back now. Please apologize to the guests who left. We will let you know in advance when the Paradise Pavilion will open again. All your chips will be kept tonight."

then,

The heavily made-up dealers, the slender and plump waitresses, and the gamblers who had not yet given up all their gambling spirits finally made their way towards the distant bronze gate with steps that were sometimes crisp, sometimes dull, and sometimes staggering.

In less than half a minute,

With all the pachinko machines shut down, the bustling and noisy Pleasure Palace fell completely silent.
Only the ground was still faintly groaning; that was Neo, the boar who had almost been kicked to death by Lu Mingfei.

Sakurai Kogure's beautiful eyes swept over the skinny, naked man on the ground.

At this moment, another group of people rushed out of the Paradise Pavilion and were injecting Neo the boar with various injections while making notes.

Lu Mingfei calmed down, observed everything before him, and did not utter a word to stop it.

Without a doubt, Kogure Sakurai, the manager of the pleasure house, wielded even more power and authority than he had imagined.

This seemingly frail and delicate young girl, with every word and action, represents the highest will of the Paradise Mansion, and everyone unconditionally obeys her orders.

After doing all this,
"Kogure, may I invite our guests to the VIP room for a get-together?"

Sakurai Kogure once again prostrated herself at Lu Mingfei's feet, lowering herself to the dust.

"The Paradise Pavilion will provide you with a full explanation of everything that happened today."

"Let's stay here. Although there are still some other people around, I really like the atmosphere here."

Lu Mingfei also looked around, his eyes, which were half-smiling, sweeping over the bodyguards who had just drawn their guns on him. Some of them were elites from local Osaka gangs, and some were members of the Fierce Ghost Clan.

Anyone who met his dark eyes felt an aura of authority and terror. The pairs of eyes behind his sunglasses, some fierce and some savage, instinctively closed or looked away.

But Lu Mingfei was actually looking for the 'reinforcements' that the potato chip girl had mentioned.

Calculating the time, it was already past the agreed 3 o'clock. If nothing unexpected happened, the other party should have already arrived. However, he could not find the other party's presence, neither in his line of sight nor in the 'Word of Power: Bloodline Binding' that was still in progress.

There were only two exceptionally thick red lines, one extending towards the ceiling above and the other falling towards the basement.

Lu Mingfei had only seen the thick, similar-style red line once before.

In Nuwa.

Therefore, he would not be misled by Sakurai Kogure's apparent identity or the attitudes of others.

Inside this golden house.

The person who can truly speak is definitely not her.

"May I ask if you can chat with Kogure about how you did it? Did you really memorize the order of 20 decks of cards?" Sakurai Kogure remained kneeling, slightly straightening her back, her smile serene as if she were having a casual conversation.

Before coming, she had naturally studied how this young and unfamiliar gambler had driven Neo the Pig to madness step by step at the card table... with his amazing gambling skills.

Memorizing the order of 20 decks of cards was something she had never seen before, even after running the Paradise Pavilion for so many years.

"If you ask me a question, I will ask you a question next."

Lu Mingfei did not answer, but instead made a request.

"Of course, it's an honor that you're interested in our matter."

Sakurai Kogure's laughter was as gentle as silver bells, her smile captivating.

"It's the same question as before, Kogure is really curious about you."

"You're overthinking it," Lu Mingfei shook his head.
"No one can memorize the order of a thousand cards at once. I can only memorize a part, such as the top part or the middle part. Of course, I can choose which part to memorize."

"I see." Sakurai Kogure laughed. "So you weren't intentionally throwing the game at the beginning of the game to trap yourself, but rather you didn't specifically memorize the order of the moves, saving your opportunities for the crucial moments in the middle?"

"These two things don't conflict, do they? I can still remember which cards have been played."

Lu Mingfei said, "This is enough to increase the winning rate, but when spread over 20 hands, the probability will become infinitely smaller. If you want to win steadily, you can't rely on mathematics. Nine out of ten gamblers lose. You, who run a casino, should understand this better than I do."

Sakurai Kogure nodded slightly. She didn't bring it up again, but being able to remember which cards had been played in 20 decks was actually quite amazing.

"What if you lose all your initial investments and are eliminated? Your initial capital is only 3 million."

Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow and said, "So what if I'm out? I'm not a professional gambler. It just means I had bad luck today. I ate so much good stuff from you guys, so I didn't lose anything."

"I'm just an ordinary tourist who accidentally got involved in your affairs."

Lu Mingfei raised his chin and pointed at Neo, who was still unconscious, and emphasized.

"I'm so sorry to have troubled you." Sakurai Kogure bowed again, her hands above her head with her fingertips lightly touching, and gave a deep bow.

"You can ask me a question now."

“There are three,” Lu Mingfei shook his head, correcting him.

"what?"

Sakurai Kogure knelt on the ground, looked up, and paused slightly in surprise.

Noticing the warning in Lu Mingfei's eyes, Sakurai Kogure realized that Lu Mingfei had dug a pit for her.

But she wasn't annoyed at all; instead, she smiled gently and said, "Okay, three questions, please ask."

"First question, where were you just now?"

"what?"

Sakurai Kogure was taken aback again. She had originally thought Lu Mingfei would ask about the secrets of the Pleasure Palace or something like that...

Thinking back to what happened on the rooftop,
Her fair face was suddenly flushed red, and the alluring gentleness and obedience that had always carried a sense of aloofness vanished instantly, replaced by the shyness of a little girl.

The bodyguards around were stunned for a moment.

However, Sakurai Kogure's embarrassment and strangeness lasted for less than half a second, as if everything just now was an illusion.

She was, after all, a bewitching ghost who captivated all beings.

Sakurai Kogure instantly calmed down, abandoning the look that could tempt countless men to commit crimes.

"I'm sorry, Xiaomu was upstairs chatting with an adult just now," she said softly.

Upstairs... sir.

"Ok."

Lu Mingfei understood the situation and became more satisfied with her attitude.
He then pointed in the direction of Neo the boar.

"The second question is, what's the deal with this person? Why did he suddenly attack me?"

“This…” Sakurai Kogure was somewhat troubled.

Actually, she didn't quite understand why Neo the Boar would suddenly drink the second dose of the drug, causing the situation to spiral out of control tonight. Based on her past experience, he wasn't that kind of person.

So all I could do was offer my guess.

"He has a strong obsession with bloodline and power. Because of your exceptional memory, he believes that your bloodline is far superior to his, so he wants to take revenge on you."

"Is that so?" Lu Mingfei remained noncommittal.

"This is just my personal guess," Sakurai Kogure said with an apologetic smile. "This question can be disregarded."

"It doesn't matter."

Lu Mingfei shook his head and looked Sakurai Kogure up and down.

"The third one isn't a problem, it's a requirement."

Hearing this sentence,
The bodyguards and members of the Ghost Gang around them immediately became alert.

"Please speak." Sakurai Kogure's smile remained gentle, as if she was not afraid at all that the other party might have feelings for her.

The Paradise House claims to be able to grant all of its guests' wishes.

This is the Paradise Pavilion's flagship attraction, which has amassed countless funds for the Ghost Clan.

Wishes are limitless, yet also finite.

Every gambler who pushes open the bronze door of the Elysium has had thoughts about the alluring female manager, but so far no one has ever expressed the wish to "spend a wonderful night with Sakurai Kogure" inside the Elysium.

This is an invisible red thread of wishes.

The young boy in front of them clearly had the ability to cross that line, having just witnessed that fleeting beauty.

But she remained completely unconcerned.

The other party has arrived.

Of course, it wasn't just about having fun—she understood that from the very beginning.

"My request is that you now call your most influential people to come to me."

Lu Mingfei smiled and added.

"Whether it's upstairs or downstairs, it's fine."

Sakurai Kogure's expression finally changed drastically.

It seems that the other party's preparations were even more astonishing than I had imagined, and their understanding of the Pleasure Pavilion was terrifying.

But Lu Mingfei just stared at her, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Being satisfied with her attitude doesn't mean I'll condone her deception. If Sakurai Kogure says "no" next, then the glass shards that were useless against Hercules can still be used on her neck.

She slowly stood up and bowed.

"Please wait."

Sakurai Kogure left.

They even dismissed a group of black-clad, armed bodyguards from local Osaka gangs.

Lu Mingfei remained unmoved, sitting in his seat with his eyes lowered, as if he were recuperating.

Two minutes passed.

The overhead lights had gone out at some point, and the golden house seemed to blend into the darkness of the surrounding deep mountains.

Quiet, deathly quiet.

It was as if the sound of people breathing had disappeared, leaving only the chirping of insects and birds in the mountains and forests.

A sudden clapper sound rang out.

Lu Mingfei suddenly opened his eyes, his breathing becoming long and even.

What a strange and bizarre sound!

Monotonous, hollow, crisp, ghostly...

It clearly causes a kind of physiological discomfort.
When the sound resonates and travels through the air to the top of a person's skull, it still produces a tingling and pleasant sensation.

It's so good that you can't help but want to listen to it again and again.

As if in response to stress, Lu Mingfei's lips curled up subconsciously.

Perhaps he himself didn't even realize it.

Accompanied by the sound of a clapper, a beam of light suddenly illuminated the depths of the corridor inside the Paradise Pavilion. The light, coming from afar, entered his pupils, slightly brightening the darkness.

Outside the gates of the Paradise Pavilion, moonlight broke through the glare and shone on the carved bronze door depicting the "Transformation of Hell," reflecting ferocious demons.

They are so lifelike.

But deep within the house, where the light converged, stood a real evil spirit.

Long, black hair, as stiff as a withered rope, cascaded down from the pale, grim mask.

With crimson lips and sharp, iron-black teeth, this was the mask of ancient Japanese nobles, symbolizing their wielding of power and their bloodthirsty tyranny.

"Your Majesty."

Behind the demon, Sakurai Kogure spoke with awe.

"Your Majesty" is an honorific title for the highest deity among the eight million gods in Japan. It is similar to how the servants of the Vatican address their top clergy members, such as "Your Majesty the Pope".

This title undoubtedly reveals the true identity of this evil spirit.

King general.

The number one figure in the Fierce Ghost Clan.

A terrifying figure who led a group of evil spirits who originally could only live in stinking ditches, and who had been entangled with the Snake-Headed Eight Families of this sect for many years.

The lights went out deep in the corridor, and the figure of the King of Ghosts disappeared into the darkness.

The next second, a beam of incandescent light at the front of the corridor lit up, illuminating the figure of the nobleman who stood still as if he had never been shaken.

The rustling sound of the clapper had no melody.

The light comes on when the sound starts, and goes out when the sound stops.

The lights shone from the dark, hellish depths of the corridor all the way to the debauched, decadent lobby on the first floor of the Elysium, constantly turning on and off.

This creates a visual effect similar to frame skipping.

The king will move forward as if flashing.

Every time she appeared before the world, the hem of her black feathered robe hung down quietly, without ever swaying.

Moving silently in the darkness, yet remaining as immovable as a mountain in the light.

As soon as the last beat of the clapper fell, the bright lights of the Paradise Pavilion came back on.

The evil spirits, tall and imposing, had already approached, looking down at Lu Mingfei from their elevated position.
The aged voice carried a hint of laughter, its hoarse tone bearing the marks of time.

"Isn't it a delightful surprise to reunite with an old friend?"

"happiness."

Lu Mingfei smiled and gently applauded the wonderful performance.

really.

You've come to the right place.

Where there's a Deadpool, there's a Shadow Warrior.

　Thank you MARIO for the 988 reading coins, thank you Lu Ling, Lu Hui, and Lu Chu No. 2 for the 688 reading coins, and thank you Huang Tingxingying for the 100 points.

　　I'm punishing myself with a drink for my recklessness. It seems unlikely to end today, or even tomorrow, since I'm about to open a huge box... I'm sorry, everyone!

　　P.S., I might combine some chapters next. My average word count is currently 2700. I want to push for a higher word count and get a rating as soon as possible, so I'll try to write more, around 8,000 to 10,000 words.

　　
　
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