Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 56 The Masked Thief Lu Mingfei

In a violent blizzard, the soft snowflakes are like sharp blades driven by the cold wind, cutting your face without bleeding, because the cold makes the blood coagulate into blocks before it flows out, and he feels his own blood It's about to turn into ice cubes.

Lu Mingfei was wearing the school uniform of Kassel College, which had no hat, and no extra strips of cloth to cover his head and face. Fortunately, he still had a senior sister's thigh scarf in his pocket.

The purple silk scarf is made of very good material, smooth and soft like silk, and its quality is guaranteed. Putting it on the head can finally slightly block the sharp cold wind, so as not to keep your eyes open.

The ground is covered with snow, the icy lake is frozen, and a huge blue iceberg stands in the distance. It seems to be a port, with a lookout on an elevated level, and a gray lighthouse standing in the snow, but its lights are out. It's like a frozen watchman waiting for the cargo ship that will never come.

There is no one outside. There is a sentry point here, but there is no one on the post. Maybe it is because the blizzard is too violent. In such extreme weather, if you don’t hide in the house, you will soon be flooded by snow. When stopping, I even had to find a way to push away all the snow at the door before I could open the door.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head, retracted his hands into his sleeves, and jumped towards the lighthouse in the direction of the wind.

His shoes are not suitable for moving in the snow. Every time he jumps and lands, white snow will come in through the gaps. The best way to move in the snow is to slide, not to insert his feet into the snowdrifts and then pull them out. This will not only consume a lot of physical strength, but also slow as a turtle.

It was indeed too cold outside, and in this weather, the skin and the cold iron would stick to everything, and when they came apart, they would tear off a piece of bloody flesh along with the skin.

The door of the lighthouse is locked, but compared with the big lock just now, the small padlock is like a son meeting an ancestor.

The wind blew the small lock against the metal door buckle. Lu Mingfei drew a knife and split the lock cylinder with one blow. The door opened inward. He entered the room and put the iron stick on the iron frame behind the door. .

It was dark here, with a strong musty smell, and it seemed that no one had come in for a long time.

There is not much space in the lighthouse, and there is an iron climbing ladder leading directly to the top. Lu Mingfei tore down the wooden table, hit the iron rod with a wedge pellet, lit the fire in the fireplace, and the dim light illuminated the small space.

He is full of energy now, because he has just had a good meal in the principal's office in Angers.

On the wall he found a dirty brown quilted jacket and cotton gloves, goggles and a sled board and poles for skating.

The padded jacket was too big, and wearing it would affect your movements. Lu Mingfei just cut off the sleeves of the padded jacket, and put the cotton-adhered fabric inside into the sleeves. He cut open the middle layer of the school uniform and stuffed it inside again less cotton.

It feels different to have Qiwan by your side, it is the best partner, it can help you in any difficulty.

He was warming himself by the fireplace, the dancing flames cast shadows on Lu Mingfei's face.

It was evident that he was at odds with the people of the port, and the weather was so cold that he thought he was in the North Pole.

"What the hell is going on! I just want to go to college well! Is it so difficult!"

"Ah..." Lu Mingfei sat cross-legged, and put the wedge pill on his lap, so that the firelight could shine on it.

"An escape game?" He didn't forget what the little boy Lu Mingze said to him.

He always felt that there was something deep in this sentence.

With his skills, it is not difficult to hide secretly and go to other buildings to find out information. Although he is helpless against the soldiers who are shooting with guns, he can't beat them, so he can run away.

He didn't have a deep hatred with those soldiers, and he had to kill them, as long as he held his breath and hid them.

He is the best at running away, as long as Gou Suo pulls fast enough, bullets can't catch up with him.

In a wide area, even without a prosthetic hand, in terms of speed and jumping, he can still make those guys eat exhaust gas behind his ass.

Why an escape game instead of a stealth game?

He always felt that he was going to have a flash of inspiration, but it was almost so meaningless.

"Forget it, let's go out and have a look."

"Even if you have to run, bring enough food. Otherwise, in such a wild and snowy place, you might starve to death on the road before you find anyone."

Lu Mingfei picked up the hot wedge balls and cut the sled short.

He's not going to ski, just increase the load-bearing area on the soles of his feet to keep his legs and knees from sinking into the snowdrifts.

All in all, he was going to do what Lu Mingze said, search for supplies, and then stay far away from this port, trying to find a way to contact people outside.

He wants to go back to that building, where the most people are, and the place where food and tools are most likely to be found, it is best to bring a dog sled, so that he can save more energy.

He doesn't care what this port is for, he just wants to go back and doze off in class in a classroom with sunlight shining in, play games with Finger and Old Tang, yell on the battle channel, and wait for the winter vacation After that, I will have supper and barbecue with the little fat man and watch the latest anime series.

The little fat man is already in his third year of high school, and his aunt is arranging for him to study abroad.

Lu Mingfei misses those nights watching "Lelouch of the Rebellion" with the little fat man. They may have had a bad relationship before, but when Suzaku complained about Princess Yuffie and Lelouch at the same time while eating barbecue, he would I think it's nice to be able to chat with someone like this.

He has to go back, no one can stop him.

Lu Mingfei put on a felt hat with big ears, covered his mouth and nose with a silk scarf, put on the goggles, retracted the scabbard from Xie Wan, and fixed the peeled sled boards on the shoes. He looked like a fully armed soldier, Ready to go to the final battlefield, it seems that as long as he wins this battle, he can go home and marry a wife.

Fingel, who was sitting in the cafeteria collecting money, suddenly sneezed. He sniffed, sorted out the piled paper bags, and continued to wave, "Next!"

The lieutenant on duty in the boiler room sat on a hard bench, holding a bottle of Red Label vodka.

"Damn it, why are they allowed to kiss the nurse at the party, but I have to be on duty here." The lieutenant gulped down his drink, his nose and face flushed, obviously drunk.

No one would come to Black Swan Harbor, and the duty position was meaningless at all. The lieutenant felt that he should stand on the dance floor and dance instead of guarding a useless boiler alone here.

If he presses the communicator, he will find that all the channels are unavailable, but he doesn't want to press it. After connecting the channel, is he going to listen to those guys showing off that he kissed some pretty nurse again?
He just poured alcohol into his mouth.

Lu Mingfei was leaning against the wall. He couldn't understand what the person inside was saying, and he couldn't understand the language. He could only understand the loud flicking of the tongue and the continuous hiccups of the stall owner who was selling mutton skewers.

But it doesn't matter, body language is also part of language, and it shouldn't be difficult for that drunkard to take him to the warehouse where the food is stored.

(End of this chapter)