I, who was supposed to slay dragons, accidentally started cultivating immortals

Chapter 355 The demons are attacking!
Late at night, Japan, south of Tokyo, Kanagawa Prefecture, outskirts of Yokohama City, abandoned airport.

With the help of Lu Mingfei's special technique and Qi Jin massage to dredge the collaterals, Wiglaf was the first to stop vomiting.

Seeing that Wiglaf had almost recovered, Lu Mingfei took his hands off her back, and seeing that the symptoms of Chu Zihang and Caesar seemed to have eased a lot, he simply ignored them and went directly to the girl who had been left hanging for a long time Yuan Zhisheng walked over.

"Hi! Brother Yuan!" Lu Mingfei smiled brightly at Yuan Zhisheng.

"Good evening, Mr. Lu." Yuan Zhisheng tried his best to straighten out his expression, not to make his face look too stiff.

Behind him, Xiao Tian squatted obediently in front of Ying, raised his head and asked Ying to feed him a ham sausage.

It’s a coincidence that Yuan Zhisheng has been so busy recently because of the nameless ghost and the preparations to destroy the burial place of the gods. He often even eats in the car while he is on the road. Xiaotian had to deal with it, and only then did Xiaotian have supper at the moment.

After finishing the ham sausage, Xiaotian skillfully stretched out his little paw to shake hands with Ying, Ying was full of surprise.

"Brother Yuan, let me introduce you." Lu Mingfei pointed to Wiglaf who followed, "The dragon slayer of the Beowulf family of the secret party, the elite in the academy, by the way, he is male, but he looks more female change."

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes and spoke nonsense.

"Hello." Yuan Zhisheng said politely to Wiglaf.

"Yeah." Wiglaf nodded with an ugly face—don't get me wrong, she didn't have any objections to Yuan Zhisheng, it's just that she hasn't completely come out of the shadow of airsickness yet.

Yuan Zhisheng could understand her situation, and he didn't have any dissatisfaction, but awe-inspiring feelings rose in his heart.

He had also heard of the name of the Beowulf family, but he did not expect that the academy would send out such a member of the dragon slayer family known for their iron blood and cruelty. It seemed that they attached great importance to this action of destroying the embryo.

"The golden-haired brother who is still vomiting in the distance is called Caesar, and he is the future heir of the Gattuso family, one of the school's directors." Lu Mingfei pointed to Caesar and introduced.

Then without waiting for Yuan Zhisheng to say anything, Lu Mingfei made a wrong step, and the figure came to Yuan Zhisheng's side in a flash, hooked his shoulders and said in a low voice: "Brother Caesar is stupid and has a lot of money, which has a great impact on boosting Japan's GDP." help."

Yuan Zhisheng doesn't like to have physical contact with people, but at the moment Lu Mingfei, an acquaintance, comes up to him and he doesn't have any objection.

It's just that compared to physical contact, what he cares more about is Lu Mingfei's sudden burst of speed just now, and even he has a feeling of being blindsided.

Are the current alchemists so strong?Yuan Zhisheng thought to himself.

After quietly selling Caesar, the fat sheep, Lu Mingfei stood back in front of Yuan Zhisheng, and waved to Ying behind: "Long time no see, Ying!"

"Good evening, Mr. Lu." Sakura, Yuan Zhisheng's secretary, bowed politely and greeted with a gentle breeze.

"Wow!" Xiaotian raised his head and called softly twice.

"Huh? Do you still want to eat ham sausage? Puppy dog?" Ying bent down to caress Xiaotian, and opened the car door to take out another ham sausage.

Xiaotian shook his head, picked up the ham sausage wrapping paper that Sakura casually threw on the ground, his figure drew a long and narrow shadow in the bright light of the machine head, rushed to an abandoned trash can in the distance, jumped up and took the wrapping paper away. The paper was thrown in without error, and then ran back to the car.

Sakura froze for a few seconds, opened her mouth slightly, and couldn't help but reach out and rub her eyes after recovering.

It was the first time Yuan Zhisheng saw Sakura showing such a confused and cute look, but he didn't want to appreciate it because he was also rubbing his eyes.

"Oh, by the way, and this," Lu Mingfei walked up to Xiaotian, hugged his face outwards with his forelimbs, and introduced, "It's called Xiaotian, it's my pet, a rare mixed-breed dog .”

"Wow!" Xiaotian yelled twice in coordination, nodding his head every time he yelled, and his two big black eyes turned into bright golden pupils.

Yuan Zhisheng: ...

cherry:……

Putting down Xiaotian in his arms, Lu Mingfei looked around: "Huh? This doesn't seem like a regular airport?"

"This is an abandoned airport in Kanagawa Prefecture," Yuan Zhisheng said, "The academy and the family want this mission to be as secretive as possible, and it's even better for you not to appear in the customs records, so I can only wrong you as a smuggler .”

"Smuggling? Exciting!" Xia Mi, who pricked up his ears in the distance, jumped up and cheered.

Yuan Zhisheng: ...

The young man of the Beowulf family and Mr. Chu are indeed trustworthy, and the strength of Old Tang is even more unfathomable, but the rest...are they really reliable?

"Ouch... I knew this would happen, before I came here I shouldn't... Ouch, I shouldn't have listened to Lu Mingfei's words, what kind of leek box should I eat," Yuan Zhisheng heard the blond man vomiting in the distance and said intermittently, "I'm now My mouth is full of leeks, and I will vomit later... How can I enjoy Japanese sake and lobster later?"

Yuan Zhisheng glanced away, emptied his mind, and decided not to think about a problem for the time being.

……

The pitch-black lengthened Hummer was driving on the empty and desolate road in Kanagawa County, and Zhong Ming quietly flew away in the night above—this time its speed was far behind when it came, and its momentum was naturally not as loud.

In the pick-up car bound for Tokyo.

Although Caesar, Chu Zihang, and Wiglaf stopped vomiting, they still hadn't fully recovered, and their complexions were still a little blue.

Yuan Zhisheng drove the car himself, Sakura sat in the co-pilot, Old Tang and Wiglaf sat in the middle, and Lu Mingfei chatted with Yuan Zhisheng in the middle.

Caesar in the back seat was on the right side with his head leaning against the glass, Chu Zihang sat next to Caesar, Xia Mi clung to Chu Zihang, greeted him with care, and gave Caesar a mouthful of dog food when his fiancée was not there.

Xiaotian actively and obediently got into the trunk - there was still a pack of unopened ham sausages and several boxes of instant noodles in the trunk.

"By the way, Mr. Lu, according to the college's procedures, you need to sign a 'Residue Handling Plan' for such a high-risk mission. If you are unfortunately killed, the remains will be airlifted back to your respective hometowns," Yuan Zhisheng said, "Originally, according to the procedure, you should have signed it when you first landed, but just now you were a little...inconvenient, so I postponed the procedure. Is it convenient for you now?"

"In the car? Isn't that bad? There's also a lady present." Old Tang said coyly.

Lu Mingfei picked up a magazine hanging on the seat and rolled it up to stuff Old Tang's mouth.

"This is the plan." Sakura took out a stack of paper from nowhere, and handed it to the back with two pens attached.

"Oh, thank you, thank you..." Lu Mingfei stretched out his hand to take the banknotes.

"Ou—hei—hi—" Old Tang bit the magazine and made noises of unknown meaning.

A little flame lit up in the rearview mirror, and Yuan Zhisheng's pupils suddenly shrank.

In the rearview mirror, Yuan Zhisheng could clearly see that behind the side and rear of the extended Hummer, two RPG rocket tails were puffing out flames and white smoke.

The speed of the RPG can reach 300 meters per second. The Humvee driving in front of such a high speed is just a crawling turtle. It takes less than a second for them to blow up this expensive custom-made long car into a ball of fire.

But the distance between the Humvees and the missiles is widening.

It wasn't that the Humvee was faster than the missile, but that the missile stagnated in the air while maintaining the shape of spewing flames from its tail.

Yuan Zhisheng seemed to have thought of something, turned his head away, and subconsciously took a deep breath.

The co-pilot, who turned her head to hand over the proposal to Lu Mingfei, saw the stalled missile through the window.

He also saw Old Tang, who had been gagged by the magazines, stretch out a palm, aiming at the two missiles.

Under Yuan Zhisheng's and Sakura's dull expressions, Old Tang turned his palm facing the two missiles and waved them outward.

This action seemed like the owner was chasing away his pets, and the two missiles turned their heads like obedient puppies, and fired in the direction they came from.

"boom--"

"boom--"

There were two explosions, and two flames rose almost in sequence.

Following behind the extended Hummer, the two black Toyotas turned into dazzling fireballs—the two missiles just flew out of them.

Old Tang turned his head and looked out the window. The flames from the explosion of the vehicle behind him shone on his face, reflecting well-defined shadows and highlights.

Even the bundle of magazines stuffed in his mouth has a sketch-like seriousness.

(End of this chapter)