Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Bullet Screen Wish Machine

Chapter 134 The Eight Serpent Clans, I'll Screw Rayner! (Single update today, outlining the chapter)

Japan.

Sagami Bay.

In the dead of night, on the pitch-black sea, a sixty-meter-long white superyacht glides silently at an extremely low speed, like an elegant deep-sea behemoth.

On the deck, a man dressed in a well-tailored haute couture suit lay on a beach chair. Beside him, a voluptuous female ninja used a toothpick to feed him small pieces of pineapple.

"—I bit my lip a little."

Lu Mingfei commented, "Long Legs, you still need to work on your cooking skills."

"You're right."

With a smile, Shude Mai forcefully stuffed the peeled lychee into his mouth.

Unlike Su Enxi, who possesses a special skill and is treated with respect by Lu Mingfei, Jiu Demai is merely an extra, and because of her previous overstepping of her bounds, she has been demoted to a maid who serves tea and water.

Lu Mingfei casually spat the fruit pit into the small dish for trash and stretched.

Suddenly, the darkness in the distance was cleaved by a blinding beam of searchlight, and a Japan Coast Guard patrol boat painted in striking white was approaching from the side and front, the deep roar of its engine sounding exceptionally clear on the silent sea.

The searchlight beam approached from afar, but did not sweep across the deck. It only lingered briefly on the hull of the cruise ship before disappearing.

The warning siren that should have sounded quietly fell silent. A few seconds later, a perfectly standard and polite greeting came from the loudspeaker on the patrol boat: "Good evening, this is the Japan Coast Guard. Have a pleasant evening."

With the sound of the propeller stirring the water, the patrol boat, representing the nation's military power, slowly turned its bow and headed away from the yacht, as if it had just been an ordinary meeting.

Across the vast darkness, Lu Mingfei calmly gazed at the patrol boat and the distant coastline. He then raised his glass and gestured slightly to the woman beside him with her back turned: "Well done, Enxi."

"You're making me feel like I've become a bookkeeper's maid."

Su Enxi turned around and rolled her eyes at him.

After the wilderness camping trip, Shilan Middle School also ushered in the summer vacation. Lu Mingfei sought out his newly recruited strategist Su Enxi to discuss a grand plan—actually, he asked her if she knew any ways to go to Japan.

Su Enxi said that there was nothing difficult about getting a tourist visa. Although Japan has not yet opened up individual visas to Chinese citizens, one can travel in a tour group. Lu Mingfei, on the other hand, said that he did not want to leave any entry record at the official level.

That means they illegally crossed the border.

So Su Enxi rented a luxury cruise ship and sailed it to Sagami Bay in a grand manner, while the patrol officers who were on patrol suddenly received a phone call from a security chief.

The officer told them that a friend of his would be stopping nearby for a while to enjoy the Japanese night view from the sea, and that they should not be surprised by the foreign guests.

Although they couldn't understand what there was to see in this godforsaken place in the middle of the night, since it was their boss's boss's boss who had spoken, none of them wanted to provoke him.

In Japan, a society with a very clear hierarchy, unless you plan to launch a movement to overthrow your superiors, in most cases, subordinates will not even have any doubts about orders from their superiors.

Lu Mingfei stood up with his wine glass in hand, walked to Su Enxi's side, and extended his hand to her. Su Enxi slapped a wallet into his hand.

"The fake document you requested also includes a bank card; it should be enough for you to live on for a long time."

Su Enxi snorted coldly: "You only asked me to prepare my documents, deliberately avoiding the topic of money. Are you trying to test me?"

"I'm already very grateful that you lent me the Blackstone Mansion to stay in."

Lu Mingfei weighed his wallet in his hand; he hadn't really considered financial matters: "Japan is a developed country; aren't banks quite spacious there?"

Su Enxi: "?"

"You'll have to worry about things at the company."

Lu Mingfei said, "You can discuss anything with each other. If you really can't make up your mind, just call me."

"Okay, okay, I know————"

"Do you feel like you're being underutilized?"

Lu Mingfei looked at his glass; the whiskey with ice shone beautifully in the moonlight.

"Otherwise what?"

Su Enxi showed no sign of modesty: "Do you know what kind of big-scale business I usually handle? It's a piece of cake—"

"On September 15, Lehman Brothers will declare bankruptcy."

Lu Mingfei suddenly spoke.

"Wh-what?!"

Su Enxi was taken aback.

"An economic crisis is coming."

Lu Mingfei smiled. "Potato Chips, let me see what you're capable of."

He downed the drink in his glass and jumped off the cruise ship.

Atami is the name of a small seaside town located at the end of the Izu Peninsula, and it is a famous hot spring resort.

Tokugawa Ieyasu, the founder of the Edo Shogunate, liked to bathe in Atami after major battles, which is why Atami became famous.

The Black Stone Mansion is the "throne" among all the hot spring villas in Atami. It is built on a high cliff shaped like a katana, overlooking the seaside town from a high and aloof position.

The night was deep, but the Blackstone mansion was brightly lit.

The butler, Kimura Hiroshi, dressed in a dignified black kimono, led the maids to greet him respectfully at the gate of the official residence.

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An hour ago, Kimura Hiroshi received a phone call that almost made him jump out of his skin—the owner of the Black Stone Mansion had arrived.

Heaven have mercy! Upon hearing this news, Kimura Hiroshi was almost moved to tears.

He had been the butler of Blackstone Mansion for over thirty years, and had been sold along with the mansion to new owners more than once. He was quite experienced in welcoming new owners.

But this time it's a little different.

Eight years ago, a mysterious buyer purchased the Blackstone Mansion on eBay. Kimura Hiroshi originally thought he would meet the buyer soon, but the driver sent by the buyer said that the buyer was in school and did not have time to move in for the time being, and only delivered two little fat cats.

So Kimura's butler waited while being a cat lover, until he went from a handsome middle-aged man to an old man nearing retirement.

On this day, the mysterious new owner will finally arrive.

"With skillful management, everything goes smoothly. No wonder you have the 'Golden Key Certification' from Concierge."

Some people praised it.

Butler Kimura frowned. Who was this junior? He didn't even know the proper etiquette. The master was almost there, and he was still standing here exchanging pleasantries.

and many more.

Apart from myself, it seems that none of the servants at Blackrock Mansion can speak Chinese.

"Mr. Kimura, please prepare a late-night snack for me. I'd like to eat boiled eggs cooked in onsen."

Kimura Hiroshi turned around, and the boy, with his hands behind his head, went straight into the official residence.

Every morning and evening, Kimura Hiroshi would fill the hot spring pool facing the sea with water.

Upon receiving news of his owner's impending arrival, the first thing he did was to make the quaint hot spring pool steaming hot again.

Lu Mingfei soaked in the pool and let out a satisfied sigh.

On the cruise ship, Lu Mingfei fulfilled a wish in the comments section: "Tell Su Enxi the news of Lehman Brothers' bankruptcy on September 15, 2008, and the outbreak of the global economic crisis."

It felt really good to show off and then run away, but after swimming all the way from the sea, I felt sticky all over. Luckily, there was a hot spring pool at the Black Stone Mansion, so I could take a nice soak.

Unfortunately, there was no one around.

Lu Mingfei was eating a soft-boiled egg with sake when he suddenly felt very lonely.

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"I should have come after my birthday," he thought.

There are quite a few people who care about him now, so his birthday party must be quite lively. However, if there really is a party, it doesn't have to be on his birthday. Celebrating his birthday in a foreign country must have a unique feel to it.

Just as Lu Mingfei was letting his mind wander and thinking about random things, he suddenly realized that his surroundings had changed.

The cherry blossom trees, gardens, and hot spring pools have disappeared, replaced by an endless sea, with a huge full moon hanging in the sky, so low it seems to be about to crash into the sea.

Lu Mingfei knew without even thinking that the mysterious little devil was here again.

"Long time no see, brother."

Lu Mingfei sat on the shore, his tone light and cheerful.

"A younger brother who puts his older brother in the sea as soon as they meet is just too despicable."

Lu Mingfei reached out and grabbed his belt. The little devil struggled desperately but to no avail, and was dragged into the water by Lu Mingfei.

"This is an expensive suit that I ordered from a tailor shop in London."

Lu Mingze wrinkled his nose.

"I'll give you an egg."

Lu Mingfei broke off half of the hot spring egg in his hand and stuffed it into Lu Mingze's mouth.

"Tell me, is there any new information unlocked, or is there a new gift for my brother?"

Lu Mingfei was in a rather pleasant mood.

"No, none of them."

Lu Mingze swallowed the egg and said pitifully, "Brother, I'm going to be fired."

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"Oh, that's really unfortunate."

Lu Mingfei offered a rather insincere consolation: "Even devils get fired?"

"Even hell has performance evaluations; those who don't meet the standards will be sent to work in harsh environments."

Lu Mingze said in a serious tone, "Because my brother has been reluctant to complete the deal with me, my mid-year performance review is going to fail. I need to go on a business trip soon to catch up on my KPIs."

He paused for a moment: "So recently, I may not be able to be available whenever you call."

Lu Mingfei asked in confusion, "What does 'available at any time' mean? Have you ever responded to me?"

"That's because you've never called me that before!"

Lu Mingze immediately exhaled, "I'm always the one who takes the initiative to find you!"

Don't worry about the details.

Lu Mingfei was lenient with himself, signaling to the little devil to calm down.

"Brother, please be careful while I'm gone."

Lu Mingze's face turned serious: "I admit you're a formidable force now, but the locals here are also very strong. There's a big guy in Japan, so don't let your guard down."

"I see."

Lu Mingfei nodded, indicating that he would be more careful.

In terms of intelligence, the Little Devil is fairly reliable.

"Oh, right."

He said to Lu Mingze, "Give me some time, and I'll try my best to get you out as soon as possible."

Lu Mingfei learned from the comments that Little Devil was currently being held captive in the Doomsday Faction's base.

Unfortunately, this guy was a riddle-teller and refused to reveal the exact location, which gave Lu Mingfei a real headache.

After all, he was quite curious to see the expression on Lu Lincheng's face when he stormed into the Doomsday Faction's base.

"Wow, what's this? Going home for Chinese New Year before Christmas?"

Lu Mingze said sarcastically.

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment: "Before Christmas is not possible, but Lunar New Year might be."

"I'm a devil, you know."

Lu Mingze pointed to himself: "You even want to save the devil? What kind of saint are you?"

"Isn't it normal for a greater demon to rescue a lesser demon?"

Lu Mingfei scratched his head: "Anyway, I'll have to deal with the Doomsday Faction sooner or later, it'll just be a side job."

With his messy hair, Lu Mingze bit his wrist, and the illusion shattered.

Lu Mingfei turned his head and found himself still soaking in the hot spring, with a cell phone next to him.

A note was stuck to the back of the phone: "My dear brother, this is an early birthday present. Send 'showmethe' to my phone via text message."

Enter "flowers" and your message, and you will see a grand fireworks display.

Oh, and since it's a gift, it's free.

"Who sends fireworks to themselves?!"

Lu Mingfei stubbornly refused to admit it and took the phone.

The train rumbled northward, leaving white trails of smoke in its wake among the mountains.

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Sakurai Akira sat in the carriage, quietly sniffing every scent in the space.

He was currently on an old-fashioned steam locomotive. The train was very slow, stopping at every small station, and passengers would have to sit on the train for a full twelve hours before reaching their destination.

Even so, many high school students and young couples still choose this route because the slow train travels on mountain tracks laid before World War II, offering rare and beautiful scenery along the way. They can spend a full twelve hours with their loved ones, whispering sweet nothings while enjoying the views.

For Akira Sakurai, this was an escape train.

Since the age of five, when he was identified as having a bloodline defect and the potential to become a "demon," Akira Sakurai was sent to a church school.

Although it's called a school, it's actually more like a prison. Everyone is confined inside barbed wire and concrete walls, and is prohibited from having any contact with the outside world.

If a "student" shows signs of going berserk, a law enforcement officer dressed in an elegant suit with a picture of a ghost or deity embroidered on the lining will appear and execute him on the spot.

Akira Sakurai lived a muddled life until his twenties. If he had persisted for another twenty years, he would have had the opportunity to get out of "prison" and, as a widower who had grown old before he even had a chance to grow up, to experience a completely unfamiliar world.

Fortunately, one night, a man found him and handed him a beautiful box of cocktail-like medicine.

After struggling with the question of whether he truly wanted to live, Akira Sakurai injected himself with the enhancement drug.

Driven by drugs, his dark desires were amplified, and Sakurai Akira raped and killed a church teacher he liked, then escaped from the high walls.

This feels good, he thought.

Several days have passed since he left the church school. During these days, Sakurai Akira has been killing a woman every day, and today he has set his sights on a high school girl.

The girl looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a slightly tight high school uniform, with a cat hair clip in her hair and carrying a backpack with a silent cat design. She looked very young.

Akira Sakurai didn't like this unripe fruit; he preferred mature and sexy women. However, this high school student had a pair of very nice legs and was wearing black stockings, a combination that appealed to his tastes.

He wanted to possess her, tear her apart, crush her—

"You, sit over there."

Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder.

The one who touched him inappropriately was a black-haired boy with a somewhat frivolous demeanor. He spoke with slanted eyes, much like a delinquent high school student.

Akira Sakurai was completely taken aback. After receiving the medication, he felt like he had transformed into a giant dragon, while everyone else was nothing more than ants.

How dare an ant lay a hand on him?

"Damn it, I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?!"

The backpack was slammed onto the table with excessive force, making a loud noise.

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