Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from a Wolf

Night falls over Tokyo, neon lights and billboards light up, traffic flows continuously, and the city is still full of hustle and bustle at night.

The sound of tide can be heard faintly in the port area, and the iron tower stands in the spotlight. This is Tokyo Tower, the commanding height of Tokyo. The steel supports are majestic and craggy, like the bones of a giant supporting the sky.

The black airship floated in the night, like a giant whale rising and falling in the sea,

Lu Mingfei and Yuan Zhisheng made an appointment to meet at the top of the Tokyo Tower. In the afternoon, the tourist attractions of the Tower were no longer open to the public. The Sheqi family controlled it and used the tower as an observation deck to overlook the entire Tokyo.

In addition to here, there are many other buildings that have been requisitioned. The dense observation towers are connected to form a spider web-like image on the map. There are helicopters hovering in the sky in each area. Tokyo tonight seems calm, but in fact it is occupied.

Surrounded by an invisible net.

The black helicopter lowered the rope ladder, and Lu Mingfei jumped down. Yuan Zhisheng was already waiting at the top of the tower. He was wearing a windbreaker, with a saber tucked behind his back, and a silver alloy password suitcase beside him.

"Eri's toys are all in here." Gen Zhisheng patted the suitcase, "There is also your luggage in it. After you left Tokyo, your luggage was left at the Peninsula Hotel in Tokyo and was found by the family.

I brought Genji Heavy Industries back and I took out all your things."

Lu Mingfei nodded and took the suitcase from Yuan Zhisheng.

"The password is 1225. It's Eri's birthday. Don't lose it. Every one of them is her treasure."

"I will bring them back intact." Lu Mingfei fixed the suitcase on the hook hanging from the plane, and the staff on the plane pulled the suitcase up.

Speaking of which, he only then found out about Eri Yi's birthday, but he didn't expect it to be Christmas.

"There's still half an hour left, and the operation is about to begin." Yuan Zhisheng glanced at his watch, "Can you tell me what your word spirit is now? The information says your word spirit is Jian Yu, but Jian Yu can't

Melt a car into an iron ball. To be honest, I still don't understand what your word spirit is. It can release terrifying high temperatures and control metal as a weapon. There is no one on the word spirit list that matches it.

The number is on it.”

"How should I put it?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head, "My speaking spirit is not the conventional kind. If I have to say it, it can be roughly regarded as a kind of field, the field of fire."

"A genrei similar to Eriki's 'Judgement'?"

"almost."

"This is really..." Yuan Zhisheng was stunned: "I can probably understand why Eriyi fell in love with you. You two are really similar in some places..."

Yuan Zhisheng murmured in a low voice, looking at Lu Mingfei from top to bottom, as if he saw his sister in a white dress holding Lu Mingfei's hand, smiling and waving to him.

"Let me meet her tomorrow, I want to see her." Yuan Zhisheng said.

"She will be very happy when she knows you are coming," Lu Mingfei said.

"After meeting her, we will prepare to face God." Yuan Zhisheng said: "If you can take good care of her, I will not ask you to send her back again. Think about it, my brother really has no

What have I done for her? I have never taken her to an amusement park or to watch a movie in the cinema. The only way to relieve her loneliness with her is to play "Street Fighter". Ever since I was a child, I have always been a loser.

A qualified brother."

Yuan Zhisheng seemed to have remembered something and looked up at the sky.

Lu Mingfei thought that he was probably thinking of Yuan Zhimu, "I remember you said that you have a younger brother, can you tell me about him?"

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head, "Let's talk about it when we have the opportunity in the future. If we have a chance to have a drink, I will tell you that there are more important things to do now. The operation is about to start, and I have to go to the command position to get ready."

"Contact me if the king shows up."

"Let's wait for the news. We're not sure yet whether the king has arrived in Tokyo, but we can always get some clues from the mouths of the fierce ghosts."

...

Lyrical music was playing in the nightclub, and the men moved their arms around the dancers' slender waists.

The man wearing the ghost mask stood in the darkness, like a speechless sculpture.

"Sakura team, Teeth team, move!" the order came from the intercom.

Dozens of black Mercedes-Benzes emerged from the road, cutting through the traffic like a sharp knife in the opposite direction. The cars were cut open, and the black sharks smelled the smell of blood, and the brightly lit nightclub was surrounded.

The dancer broke the red wine glass, and dark red liquid flowed on the broken glass pieces, reflecting an alluring luster.

Gunshots rang out, the chaotic crowd was shivering in the corner, and there were sirens and flashes of knives everywhere.

The same scene happened in multiple locations. The eight Sheqi families attacked with thunderous force. Tokyo was their base. They had taken root and grown here for thousands of years. At this moment, it was finally time for them to show their violence.

In the past, the seemingly even match with the Fierce Ghosts was only because the family could not make up its mind to bite the enemy's throat.

The fierce ghosts among the fierce ghosts bleed the same blood as the members of the family, and killing them is like slaughtering compatriots.

The ghosts are not the non-threatening wild boars with their limbs tied to poles. They have sharp claws and fangs, and bite from both sides. Regardless of winning or losing, the Sheqi family will be torn off a bloody piece of meat.

But God's awakening is imminent, and determination must be made at this moment.

The fierce ghosts and the samurai ninjas of the family danced in blood and wine. Some people fell down, but more people rushed in. The eight Sheqi families acted at all costs, vowing to destroy the fierce ghosts' power in Tokyo!

"Report the situation." Yuan Zhisheng held the walkie-talkie.

"All the strongholds detected have been wiped out, 342 fierce ghosts were captured, and our casualties were 172."

"15 minutes, it was really a blitzkrieg." Crow Crow said with emotion that he was finally discharged from the hospital and returned to work.

"If possible, I don't want to use this method." Yuan Zhisheng inserted the spider into the scabbard and raised his feet.

Crow took the shackles, locked the hands of the ghost on the ground, and put on a black opaque hood for him.

The ground was full of fallen people, their suits were stained with bright red blood, and the evil ghost masks on their faces looked even more ferocious in the dim light. Broken wine glasses and wooden bars could be seen everywhere, and the walls were filled with craters.

A mess.

The nurse carrying the stretcher rushed in, carried the injured family members one by one onto the stretcher, and hurriedly took them to the ambulance outside the door.

"Is there any news about the discovery of the general?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"No." Crow shook his head, "From the information that has been temporarily inquired, both the King and Ryoma are among the fierce ghosts, the Dragon King, and the highest-ranking person who gives orders to them is the Dragon King. That guy's name is Sakurai Kogure.

At the Kukakukan in Osaka, it is said that she is the only one who can see the King and the Dragon King."

Yuan Zhisheng frowned, "Didn't General Wang come to Tokyo?"

At this moment, Yuan Zhisheng's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Reporting to everyone! We found the King General in Wakasu Seaside Park in Odaiba!"

The picture on the screen changed, and an open-air stage appeared, and a bright beam of light illuminated the shadow in the center of the stage.

He was wearing a gray kimono and a Noh mask. Two horns sprouted from the mask's forehead, and red fangs protruded from the top of his lips. The cracked corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling or crying.

The roaring helicopter stirred up strong winds, and several searchlights gathered above his head, like a spotlight prepared for the protagonist, but the end of the light was the muzzle of the machine gun.

This is General Wang, exactly the same as what dad described.

Not far from Odaiba is the beach and tide.

General Wang stood quietly, and there were empty seats under the stage without any audience.

Although he was the only one here, Yuan Zhisheng felt strong uneasiness in his heart.

The king general is a guy who doesn't show his face easily. Even among the fierce ghosts, he rarely shows up in front of others.

It would be more reassuring if it took a lot of effort to find him, but in this scene, it seems that he has deliberately set up the stage and is waiting for the show to start.

He stood calmly and suddenly raised his hands.

A smiling voice came out through the loudspeaker, and the camera screen shook violently.

The sharp claws have blue-gray scales, the long black hair is fluttering in the wind, the long snake-like fish-like tail is fully curled, and the two-meter-long wings are spread out, blocking all sight.

Deadpool! Flying Deadpool!

Sparks splashed, the gun barrel rotated violently, hitting Deadpool's fish tail, and a sharp scream came out, like a sad female ghost screaming miserably, blood mixed with flesh and blood scales fell down, it waved its wings and flew into the air fiercely.

The ground swooped towards the helicopter, and in the next second, several bullets streaked through the night sky, piercing Deadpool's body, and it fell towards the ground.

The tide rose, the water parted, and the bony backs were exposed. They spread their wings and raised their heads, revealing shark-like sharp teeth and ferocious smiles.

The king bowed to the camera, and the group of dead warriors flew into the sky from behind him, as dense as dark clouds. From a distance, they looked like a swarm of bats.

The airborne machine gun outputs firepower crazily, the barrel of the gun is hot, and the honeycomb missile group is launched, bursting into bright sparks in the sky.

All attacks were blocked by the Deadpool group, and their voices converged into a sharper wail. Deadpools continued to fall, but more Deadpools filled the gaps.

The helicopter was surrounded by monsters. The propellers were violently torn apart. They were like hungry ghosts from hell, gnawing at the metal, tearing off the tail, and poured into the iron gate. The camera picture turned into black and white fragments, making noisy noises.

Electronic noise.

Yuan Zhisheng immediately rushed out of the nightclub and got into the driver's seat of the Maybach.

"Young Master, we have notified nearby teams to send additional support!" Crow said.

"Odaiba is only six kilometers away from downtown Tokyo! Be sure to stop the Deadpools!" Minamoto stepped on the accelerator fiercely.

It was the first time Yuan Zhisheng saw such a large group of Deadpools, and they were flying Deadpools!

Even if one of these terrible monsters flies into the urban area, it will be a terrible disaster, and ordinary people will have no power to fight back against them.

They rush into Tokyo just like they rush into the dining table. In just a few minutes, the surrounding residents will be slaughtered by them. Large-scale weapons cannot be used in the urban area. It can be inferred from the scene just now that the speed of these guys is enough to fight with

It is comparable to a helicopter, and it is difficult for ordinary people to aim at such a target with a gun.

"Contact the Maritime Self-Defense Force and let them launch missile volleys when necessary!" Yuan Zhisheng was speeding in the traffic.

Using missiles at close range will cause great psychological pressure on citizens, and may even cause panic and social unrest. No one is willing to use such a method unless absolutely necessary.

Moreover, Odaiba itself is an entertainment venue for Tokyo citizens and one of the famous attractions. The economic losses caused by missile shooting here are unpredictable.

"Damn it! What stage has King General's technology reached!" Yuan Zhisheng scolded, "Crow, please contact Lu Mingfei quickly! Ask him to rush to the scene too!"

"Yes! Young Master!"

If Eri was here, it probably wouldn't take much effort to get rid of these deadpools, but Minamoto had already made up his mind to keep his sister away from this world, and using power would make Eri's body even worse.

"Hey, have you found General Wang?" Lu Mingfei's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Found it, he is in Odaiba! He has prepared a large number of flying deadpools there. Where are you now? Can you make it there to support?"

"Odaiba...I should be able to arrive in 3 minutes!"

"Be careful! There are at least more than 200 Deadpools visually. If they break through the defense line, we will use missiles to intercept them outside! You must evacuate then!"

"I understand, I will rush over as soon as possible to guard it!"

...

Lu Mingfei looked outside the harbor from a distance, and he could see flying black shadows under the light.

"Old Tang, did you hear that?" His figure slipped down, his hook shot out, and the rope flew with his body in the tall building.

"Two hundred of them, just appetizers." Old Tang said: "Set them a firework to end it, and they can also flirt with the lovers on the beach."

"The general is also there, we can't let him escape."

"As long as he shows up, he can't run away."

"But I think it might just be a puppet." Lu Mingfei said: "What is the purpose of the general? To create an army of deadpools to rule the world?"

"If he wants to rule the world just by relying on these things, I can only say that he is too naive. Besides, those things are not considered deadpool in the world of dragons."

"That doesn't count?"

"Strictly speaking, the Deadpools considered by Cassel Academy are only second-level aberrations. In our era, the Undead, also known as Deadpools, are titles that only a very small number of humans can obtain. They have obtained the title of pure

With the recognition of blood dragons, they are allowed to follow dragons. The undead will not become beasts that only rely on instinct because of dragon transformation. Their hearts are closer to dragons. They have a dragon heart and have obtained pure blood.

Only after receiving the blood given by dragons can you have the name 'Deadpool'."

"So, the word "Deadpool" was actually an honor in the beginning?

"Abandoning death and life, and possessing a cold dragon's heart, this is the original meaning of Deadpool, but I don't know why, he turned into a low-level monster when he came to you. Maybe this is the generation gap."