Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 29 Internet Cafe Team (seeking tickets)

Professor Guderian called again halfway, telling Lu Mingfei to wait in the waiting workshop when there is no one at 2 o'clock in the morning.

Before he could ask why, the phone hung up again.

Flying thousands of miles to the United States, he thought that what was waiting for him was a wonderful college life and American hot girls, but what was waiting for him was a strong brother waiting for food and an unreliable broken train.

Helpless, he could only take Fingel to wait outside.

The two walked around and found an Internet cafe.

Sitting on the sofa and smelling the unique smell of cigarettes and noisy keyboards in Internet cafes, Lu Mingfei finally found a sense of belonging.

"This is still suitable for me." He collapsed on the sofa, hugging a big soft pillow.

Standing, sitting, or lying down outside is uncomfortable, but once he sits in front of the computer, he feels comfortable all at once.

This is the place where he has stayed the longest since he was a child. If not counting sleeping, he has spent more time in Internet cafes than at home.

Whenever he can't calm down, he will book a temporary plane for the afternoon, play games happily, and throw all the troubles elsewhere.

"Brother, what do you know how to play?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"I know everything, Counter-Strike, Interstellar, Empire Warfare, none of these can bother me." Fingel was sitting next to Lu Mingfei, and the earphones that were just right for ordinary people were placed on his head, like a Same as the smaller version.

"Then let's play Counter-Strike." The two started the CS client.

Recently, a new Resident Evil mode came out. He and Old Tang had already experienced it beforehand. It was very exciting and played well.

"Left! Left! Stand guard! Brother!" Lu Mingfei commanded in a hurry.

"I've passed! I picked up a cannon, junior brother, come here, and I'll throw it to you!" Fingel spattered.

The fight between the two was in full swing, and the muzzle of the gun was blazing blue under the control of the mouse.

Games are always the fastest way to enhance the relationship between two men. After a while, they changed from strangers to teammates who fought side by side.

You can safely give your back to the man sitting on the edge of your seat.

"Huh, I won." Finger and Lu Mingfei clapped hands.

"Brother, your skills are good."

"Brother, you are not bad."

The two cherish each other, as if they have been friends for many years.

"One more, GO! GO! GO!" Finger put on his earphones and cheered.

"Wait a minute, I have a friend here." Lu Mingfei said.

It was Old Tang who came, and before he knew it, it was already six o'clock in the evening. He and Fingel ordered a bucket of instant noodles and a hot dog each.

It was all his money, and he didn't lack money for hamburgers, but Finger was so good at it that he didn't even want to eat, so he just ordered instant noodles to make do.

"Brother? Didn't you go to school? Why, go to the Internet cafe on the first day?" Old Tang sent a message, and Lu Mingfei could almost imagine his cheap expression.

"Come on, enter the voice channel, I still have one person here." Lu Mingfei pulled Old Tang into the voice channel without saying a word.

"Brother, this is my friend named Old Tang." Lu Mingfei introduced: "Old Tang, that new account is my senior at Kassel Academy"

"Nice to meet you."

"Long time, long time."

The two guys chatted so familiarly.

"Our three brothers gathered here today, it's really a fate." Fingel sucked on the instant noodles.

"What's wrong, you still want to have a Taoyuan trilogy." Lu Mingfei gave him a blank look, and ate a hot dog.

"It's not impossible." Old Tang replied, he seemed to be eating instant noodles, and Lu Mingfei could hear the "swish" sound of sucking noodles, "Otherwise, my brother formed a team of three, what do you choose? .”

"Let's think about it, it's called American Violent Bear!" Fingel suggested.

"Old-fashioned."

"vulgar."

"It's better to call it the Hunter Squad." Old Tang said.

"It's about the same as me." Fingel muttered.

"How about calling the Wolf Squad?" Lu Mingfei had a flash of inspiration.

When we were in Weiming, many people called him a wolf. Although he didn't know why, it sounded pretty handsome.

"good."

"agree."

Old Tang and Finger agreed one after another, and the great three-person team "Sekiro" was announced in the Internet cafe today!
"Go to war, brothers!"

"rush B! rush B!"

The characters in the game wear the name of the "Sekiro" team and wear headgear that looks like black stockings, singing and marching all the way.

The three of them were in a no-man's land, bloody everywhere in the battle channel.

This night, players on every channel remembered the "Sekiro" team.

At 1:30 in the morning, they ended another game.

"It's almost there, come back next time when I have a chance." Lu Mingfei said goodbye to Old Tang with a dry mouth.

Had a great time today, he hadn't had such fun in a long time.

"Brother, let me play sniper next time, and show you the skills of Gunslinger."

"No, no, let me do it. I'm in school, and I'm known as a sniper god, and I'm sure I'll be able to snipe every time." Fingel snapped.

The three of them laughed loudly in the voice channel, and reluctantly bid farewell.

It is really difficult to find such two brothers. Friendship has always been very important in a man's heart.

It's not just talking for a friend.

Although the American school is unreliable, luckily he made two good brothers.

"The train is coming soon, let's go first." Lu Mingfei said: "One day, the Sekiro team will stand on the podium of WCG and raise the trophy."

"Come on, you still want to win the championship, so hurry up and report to the school." Old Tang said.

"Next time I'll take my brother to find you, we'll have a 3v3 in real life."

"You are always welcome, but I don't care about food."

"Then it's got to be a hot dog," Fingel said.

"It can be considered."

Lu Mingfei smiled slightly, and unplugged the computer.

He bought a Coke for himself and Fingal, quietly climbed over the fence, and sat in the unmanned waiting room, waiting for two o'clock in the morning.

After shouting "rush B" all day, his throat was a little hoarse, and the iced Coke flowed down his throat, moistening his dry tongue and lips.

"Cool." The two cheered in unison.

At this time, the sound of bells and train whistles came from here.

A train came into the station, and the light of the headlights flashed on the platform. At two o'clock in the morning, on a night without additional trains, the CC1000 express train came into the station.

A black figure appeared at the empty ticket gate. It was a man wearing a dark green conductor's costume, with a golden bell in his hand, a golden conductor's badge pinned to his hat, a flashlight in one hand, and a credit card machine in the other.

"CC1000 express train, passengers please prepare to board, passengers please prepare to board." The conductor's voice echoed in the hall.

The two guards then slept soundly, seemingly unaware of the train's arrival.

(End of this chapter)