Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei finds a Freylian

He couldn't reveal anything about Nibelungen and the dragons, so this was the only way he could comfort her.

Chen Wenwen found a sliver of comfort in Lu Mingfei's words. Although she was still crying, her emotions had stabilized somewhat. After repeatedly thanking him, she left, turning back every few steps.

The jianbing vendor listened with astonishment: "Wow, there are so many strange things happening these days. A young man can get lost on the subway? He must have been possessed by a ghost."

Lu Mingfei and Frilian held the pancakes that had gone a little cold, but neither of them had any appetite.

The two walked back to the hotel in silence.

“A gold card, swiped at every station in a day,” Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, “Zhao Menghua too.”

“It seems that the rules of that entrance are not only effective for hybrids,” Frilian analyzed. “The Nibelungen, formed by the distortion of powerful forces, sometimes has its rules indiscriminately affect sensitive individuals within a certain range, even ordinary people. Zhao Menghua is very likely the randomly chosen sacrifice.”

"We must act quickly."

Although Lu Mingfei and Zhao Menghua were not close friends and even had a major grudge, it was still a human life at stake.

He couldn't stand idly by.

Frillie looked at Lu Mingfei and nodded slightly. "Mm."

Chapter 152 Unpopular Rogues (Part 1)

With heavy hearts and their pancakes now cold, Lu Mingfei and Frilian were preparing to return to the hotel.

Chen Wenwen walked a short distance ahead of them, lost in her grief and anxiety, seemingly oblivious to her surroundings.

"Sigh, Zhao Menghua did that to me, why do I still feel so sad?" Chen Wenwen didn't quite understand her feelings.

Just as she was about to turn into a relatively quiet alley leading to the bus stop, three young men dressed in a sleazy style, with cigarettes in their mouths and shifty eyes blocked her way.

They were probably just idle thugs loitering around the area.

"Hey little sister, all alone? Your eyes are all red. Who bullied you? Tell us, brothers!" The leader, a man with a shaved head and a cheap gold chain around his neck, spoke with a smirk, and a stench of smoke mixed with bad breath hit you.

Chen Wenwen was startled and took a step back like a frightened deer, her face turning even paler. "What, what do you want to do? Please get out of the way."

"Move aside? We saw you crying so sadly and wanted to comfort you, but you don't appreciate our kindness?" Another tall, thin man, wearing a tight vest that revealed the twisted tattoos on his arm, said sarcastically, and even tried to reach out and touch Chen Wenwen's face.

"Don't touch me!" Chen Wenwen screamed, slapping his hand away, her voice trembling with fear and tears. "I'm going to call for help!"

"Go ahead and shout! Who's going to come here right now?" The third, shorter, fatter thug sneered, rubbing his hands together. "We're bored, why don't you join us for a little fun? Look at your smooth skin, you must taste pretty good."

They surrounded Chen Wenwen in a semi-circle, forcing her against the wall, and hurling insults at her.

Chen Wenwen was so frightened that she trembled all over, tears streaming down her face, and looked around desperately.

All of this happened very quickly.

Lu Mingfei and Frilian had just reached the alley entrance when they witnessed this scene.

Lu Mingfei's blood rushed to his head.

Although he wasn't particularly violent, and didn't really want to argue with ordinary people, seeing his classmates, especially the girls he knew from high school, being bullied by thugs instantly ignited a fury he had never felt before.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Lu Mingfei shouted, throwing down the pancake in his hand and rushing forward to stand between Chen Wenwen and the thugs.

His voice trembled slightly with anger, but his steps were unusually firm.

Frillie didn't speak, but silently followed behind him from the side, her emerald green eyes coldly sweeping over the three thugs as if they were buzzing flies.

The three thugs were startled by Lu Mingfei's sudden appearance, but when they saw that he was just a thin, ordinary-looking boy wearing a sloppy T-shirt, although he was accompanied by a beautiful foreign girl with a special temperament, they immediately became arrogant again.

"Hey! Where did this little punk come from? Trying to be a hero and save the damsel in distress?" The stubble-faced guy spat out his cigarette butt and glared fiercely at Lu Mingfei. "Get out of my way! Don't you dare meddle in other people's business!"

"You're the ones who should get lost!" Lu Mingfei retorted, his heart pounding, his words sharp and defiant. "Bullying a girl in broad daylight, have you no shame?"

"Hey, you fucking trying to reason with me?" The tall, thin tattooed man stepped forward, almost touching Lu Mingfei's face, spitting everywhere. "So what if I bullied you? If you bastard utter another word, believe me, I'll take care of you too?"

The short, fat man also rubbed his hands together and surrounded them, his face showing a fierce look.

Lu Mingfei's palms were sweaty. He knew that without the power of a hybrid, he would definitely not be a match for these three thugs in a fight, but he could not back down at this moment.

He took a deep breath, trying to appear calm and mimicking Chu Zihang's icy tone, "I suggest you leave now. Otherwise, you'll face the consequences."

Upon hearing this, the three thugs were stunned for a moment, then burst into exaggerated laughter.

"Hahahaha! Bear the consequences yourself? Kid, you've watched too many superhero movies, haven't you?" The stubble-faced guy laughed so hard he almost fell over. "With your little body, I could take you down with one hand! Consequences, my foot! I'll show you what consequences really are!"

As he spoke, he swung his fist and smashed it toward Lu Mingfei's face, his movements ruthless and merciless.

If Lu Mingfei hadn't awakened the power of words and the power of hybrids before, he probably would have just closed his eyes and waited to be beaten.

But at this moment, having undergone a lot of practical training at Kassel College, although he was mainly being beaten and run away by Chu Zihang, his body reacted subconsciously.

Lu Mingfei ducked down, narrowly avoiding the punch, and instinctively tripped at the same time.

"Ouch! What the hell!" The green-skinned man didn't expect Lu Mingfei to dodge, and was even tripped by him, losing his balance and staggering forward.

"Damn it! You dare to fight back!" The tattooed man and the short, fat man cursed and pounced on him at the same time.

Lu Mingfei inwardly groaned; he was definitely doomed in a one-on-three situation.

Maybe, perhaps?

At this critical moment, Frilian, who had been standing quietly at the back, gently raised her finger.

Magic, False Words, Dustless Land.

An invisible force field instantly enveloped the three thugs, not repelling them, but binding them.

As if stuck in sticky glue, their movements instantly became extremely slow and heavy, their punches moved as slowly as a slow-motion movie, and even the ferocious expressions on their faces froze.

Extreme fear and disbelief flashed in the eyes of the three thugs at the same time.

They struggled desperately, but found that their bodies were completely out of their control, as if they were bound tightly by invisible chains.

Lu Mingfei was also stunned, but he immediately realized that it was Frilian who had made the move.

The opportunity is coming!

Although their movements were slowed, the thugs remained conscious.

Suppressing his anger, Lu Mingfei walked up to the hoodlum who was still trying to throw a punch.

"Just now, which hand tried to touch Chen Wenwen?" Lu Mingfei's voice turned cold, carrying a sense of oppression that he himself was unaware of.

The green-skinned man was both shocked and furious. He wanted to curse, but he found that even speaking was extremely difficult, and he could only make hoarse, breathy sounds.

"Not going to talk? That means you're involved with both hands." Lu Mingfei's eyes flashed with anger as he recalled the faces of these guys just now and Chen Wenwen's tears.

He suddenly grabbed the wrist of the thug who was hovering in mid-air and twisted it forcefully.

"Snap!" A sharp, teeth-grinding sound.

Although it was done in slow motion, the pain was very real.

The shrew's eyes bulged out instantly, veins popped on his forehead, and he let out a drawn-out, distorted scream: "Ah!!!! My hand!"

Chapter 153 Unpopular Rogues (Part 2)

The other two thugs were terrified, their clothes instantly soaked with cold sweat, their eyes filled with fear, desperately trying to shake their heads and beg for mercy.

Lu Mingfei ignored them and walked up to the tattooed man. "You had a foul mouth just now."

After saying that, he grabbed the other person's wrist in the same way and did the same thing.

Another sharp crack and a distorted scream followed.

Finally, it was the short, fat guy. Lu Mingfei didn't even ask him anything; he just kicked him in the shinbone.

He controlled the force, but it was enough to keep him in pain for days.

After doing all this, watching the three thugs writhing and wailing with extremely slow movements, as if trapped in a nightmare, Lu Mingfei's anger subsided slightly.

He took a step back, panting, and looked at Frillie.

Frillie nodded slightly and tapped her finger again.

Magic, pseudo-incantations, hypnosis.

Group effect, a major memory cleansing technique.

A gentle yet powerful spiritual force swept through the minds of the three thugs.

Their eyes instantly became dazed and empty. The intense pain and previous fear were quickly erased. All memories of the conflict were disrupted and covered up, leaving only some blurry fragments and the illusion that "I accidentally fell and it hurt a lot."

Frilian removed the shackles from the "Pseudo-Dustless Land".

The three thugs collapsed to the ground as if their puppets had broken their strings, clutching their wrists or calves and groaning in pain. They looked around blankly, completely bewildered, feeling utterly unlucky and inexplicably suffering such a terrible fall.

They didn't even glance at Lu Mingfei and Frillie again, and, supporting each other, scurried away, cursing and limping.

The alley returned to silence, leaving only a terrified Chen Wenwen, a slightly panting Lu Mingfei, and the still calm Frillie.

"Thank you, thank you all." Chen Wenwen was still in shock, her voice trembling, and her eyes were filled with gratitude and a hint of unfamiliarity as she looked at Lu Mingfei.

In her memory, Lu Mingfei was still that somewhat timid boy who huddled in a corner. She never expected him to be so powerful now. And that Frilian next to him, she didn't seem to have done anything, yet those thugs...

"It's alright, you should go back now. Don't walk on these kinds of paths alone in the future." Lu Mingfei waved his hand, though he was actually a little scared inside. He had just rushed up there in a fit of anger.

Chen Wenwen thanked her repeatedly before leaving in a hurry.

Watching Chen Wenwen's departing figure, Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to speak to Frilian when a familiar yet annoying voice, full of mockery, rang in his ear.

"Oh my, my dear brother, you're so dashing! You're such a hero saving a damsel in distress, so incredibly handsome!"

Lu Mingfei turned his head sharply and saw Lu Mingze, dressed in a black suit and looking like a little gentleman, sitting on the wall of the alley next door, swinging his legs, and producing a steaming cup of milk tea from somewhere, slurping it loudly.

He wore that signature mocking smile that seemed to see through everything yet found everything utterly boring.

"Why are you here again?" Lu Mingfei said irritably. Every time he saw this little devil, nothing good ever came of it.

"Come see my brother's amazing feat!" Lu Mingze jumped down from the wall, sidled up to Lu Mingfei, and winked. "But brother, do you know who you just saved? Chen Wenwen! Your goddess from high school. Oh no, the goddess you couldn't even get close to, the one who never even gave you a second glance!"

Lu Mingze's tone was exaggerated and sarcastic: "And oh, I heard that she later went with that Zhao Menghua, and what happened? It seems she got bored and dumped, right? Now that Zhao Menghua has disappeared, she's desperate and has to come back to you, her old classmate? Tsk tsk tsk, brother, you're really playing the role of a sucker, aren't you?"

"Shut up! What nonsense are you spouting!" Lu Mingfei's face turned bright red, partly from anger and partly from the embarrassment of having his secret thoughts exposed.

He knew that Chen Wenwen and Zhao Menghua's relationship seemed to have run into problems later, but he didn't expect it to be this bad.

"Whether I'm talking nonsense or not, you know perfectly well, brother," Lu Mingze said with a grin, taking a sip of his milk tea. "But speaking of which, brother, those moves you just made were quite impressive. Although it was mainly thanks to your sister-in-law's help."

He gestured with his lip towards Frillie.