Dragon Clan: Starting from obtaining Yaki, counterattack against the gods

Chapter 106 The Bad Guy and the Devil

Lu Mingfei watched as dense swarms of Zerg flew by and completely destroyed his nest. The screen gradually went dark and the game ended.

This is the fifth game of the day, and he has lost five games in a row.

QQ kept ringing, and the annoying panda avatar was flashing. It was a message from Lao Tang.

Lao Tang: How about it, brother? Are my skills getting better and better?
Lao Tang: I am researching new fighting styles every day, and I feel like I am almost invincible! Only you, my brother, can withstand a few of my moves!
Lu Mingfei was a little confused. Old Tang seemed to have a lot of free time recently. He was immersed in games almost every day. Even he, a student who was on vacation, didn’t spend as much time online as him.

Finally, Lu Mingfei asked his doubts and typed: Don’t you need to find a job now? Why do I feel like you are playing games every day?

Old Tang: No need, didn’t I tell you? I’m being kept by someone! And she’s a beautiful girl!

Lao Tang: I don’t have to do anything every day now. I just need to eat, drink and have fun. I am much happier than when I was in the United States! The most important thing is that it is safe! You know, in the United States, I always feel like someone is watching me.

The man replied to the message very quickly, and his words were full of pride. He had indeed said something similar a long time ago, but Lu Mingfei didn't take it seriously and thought he was joking.

But now it seems that it is not the case?
Full of doubts, Lu Mingfei asked: What's going on? You are not in the United States now?

Lao Tang: I can’t explain it in detail, but something happened. A super beautiful girl gave me very good conditions to compensate me and let me live in Japan. It was like I was being kept!

Lu Mingfei was stunned. Although he felt it was a bit unreliable, he couldn't help but feel a little envious in his heart.

He typed: That’s great.

Old Tang: Yes, and my financial sponsor seems to be quite generous and easy to talk to. His family’s company seems to be quite large. When you graduate, I can help you ask if there are any jobs available.

Old Tang: Then we two brothers can live off each other!

Seeing that Old Tang was so ambitious and still supported his younger brother even when he had reached the peak of his life, Lu Mingfei was immediately moved and quickly said, "Of course, of course."

As a typical otaku, Lu Mingfei is very much yearning for Japan, the holy land of otakus, especially the beautiful girls that Lao Tang talks about.

Because in Lao Tang's description, she is simply the ultimate invincible beautiful girl who perfectly meets the fantasies of all otakus, with fair skin, beautiful face, long legs, rich, few problems and a love for poverty alleviation!

The only shortcoming is that he has a bad temper and will resort to violence when angry, said Old Tang.

Lu Mingfei didn't take it seriously. What kind of power could a beautiful girl have? Hitting her chest with her pink fist? Can that be called a punishment? It's clearly a reward!
He was just extremely envious of the lucky Old Tang, and at the same time secretly sighed in his heart, wondering when he would be able to meet such a beautiful girl.

"Lu Mingfei! Are you playing games again? How can you study well if you play games all day long? Did you apply to American universities? Did you send your application letter? You don't care about your own affairs at all. If no one accepts you, how can you get into a university?!"

"What's the point of spending so much money on you? Can you be more ambitious?!"

Auntie's voice rang out like thunder in the next room. In an instant, all the beautiful Japanese girls turned into bubbles and shattered. Lu Mingfei felt his head buzzing.

He quickly turned off the computer, agreed repeatedly, picked up a few application letters on the table, and ran out.

The corridor was quiet. The afternoon sun shone in from the window at the end of the corridor, casting a warm glow on him. Pure white sheets were drying in the corridor. Outside the window, the wind made the green leaves sway and creak.

The boy leaned against the door, listening to his aunt inside still nagging and complaining. It seemed as if it was happening in another world because of the door.

He thought of Old Tang's good fortune and couldn't help but feel envious again. He actually had some fantasies, and after years of conceiving the details, this fantasy had been realized as a scene.

Every time the college held the Spring Festival Gala, the beautiful girl Liu Miaomiao, who was a level 10 pianist in the class, would play the piano on the stage, and the boys in the class would dance around the piano in black suits. Lu Mingfei would huddle in a corner alone and begin to daydream.

Thinking that maybe a helicopter would drop from the sky to pick him up, a group of men in black clothes and sunglasses walked into the meeting room with the coolness of agents in the movies, and said in a calm voice, Mr. Lu Mingfei, the organization needs you.

They would put on a black military uniform and a long windbreaker for him, and escort him out of the venue under the gaze of his classmates. Outside the venue, a pitch-black helicopter roared, and its huge rotor stirred up a strong wind that was like a knife cutting the face.

At that time, whether it was the beautiful girl Liu Miaomiao or the other dancing boys, they would stop and stare blankly at Lu Mingfei's back.

The point of this story is not how he will save the world, but the way others look at his back.

So cool!

But unfortunately, fantasy is just fantasy. Old Tang, who plays games with me every day, is kept by a beautiful girl, but he is still an unwanted loser.

Reaching out to brush off the dust on his pants, Lu Mingfei threw these unrealistic thoughts out of his mind, and went out to find the post office with the application letter.

The sunlight shone on his frowning face, and he looked like an unwanted stray puppy. …

On the viaduct, a black Bugatti Veyron was driving quietly. The road condition was very good. This was the road into the city and there were not many people at this time.

Gen Chikōnō was driving with one hand, and the voice of Sakurai Kogure's complaints came from the car's Bluetooth.

"What kind of a school is this? Why do we have to go on missions during the holidays? If it doesn't work out, then we can just quit. There are so many universities in Japan, which one can't you go to?"

"It doesn't matter if your grades are poor. You are the young master of the Sheqi Eight Clan. I don't believe any school would dare to reject you! If anyone dares to reject you, we will collect protection fees!"

This charming and gentle girl seemed very irritable at this moment. The specific reason, of course, was that a few days ago, as soon as Yuan Zhinu got off the plane, she received the news that she would go to China for a mission.

Genjitsu almost went back to the plane directly at that time. Sakurai Kogure and Uesugi Yue who came to pick her up were both confused.

After knowing the reason, Uesugi Yue called Ange and scolded him on the spot. However, Ange on the other end of the phone seemed very helpless. He explained that he didn't want to do this, but there were too many students who failed the course, so they had to take a make-up exam. This was the school rule.

Just going to China for a mission can offset the failure of more than ten courses. This is already a face he gives to his old friend. If he doesn't go on this mission, he will have to retake these more than ten courses when school starts.

Uesugi Yue was speechless. After hanging up the phone, he looked at the cold girl in front of him and hesitated for a long time before hesitantly speaking: "How about not going on the mission? I'll find someone to tutor you?"

Yuan Zongnu: "..."

Yuan Zhinu's face turned numb at that moment, and she decided to go to China on the spot. Of course, she just liked to carry out missions, not because it was too embarrassing for the young master of the underworld to have to take extra classes.

certainly not!
But before leaving, she still played Old Tang again... Oh no, she simulated Old Tang. There was nothing surprising about the simulation process, and the rewards were also quite satisfactory.

I don't know if it's because she is too unlucky or because Old Tang hasn't awakened yet and can't get any good things. I can only try again when I have the chance.

In the car, Sakurai Kogure's voice was still chattering, like a wife waiting for her husband who was away from home to work, with a deep resentment in her voice.

Gen Chinuo could only comfort the irritable girl and repeatedly promised to return to Japan to accompany her after the mission was completed. Only then did Sakurai Kogure reluctantly hang up the phone.

Yuan Zhinv flipped through her cell phone with one hand, preparing to find Professor Guderian to ask for details.

In fact, when she heard about Guderian and the mission location, Gen Chinu had almost understood the goal of her mission this time.

She is finally going to get in touch with that unlucky boy, the boy with a lion in his eyes as the legend goes, but the boy who didn't stand up until the last moment.

However, Yuan Zhinu now has some confidence. The improvement in her strength means that she is no longer the useless person who can be bullied by anyone.

The only confusion is that this node is advanced again compared to the original book. I don’t know what changes have taken place. It would be better to give it a call and ask.

But just as she turned to the contact and was about to dial, she suddenly saw a small figure on the side of the road ahead, waving at her.

It was a boy, about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a pure black tuxedo. There was a glow on his young face. Although he was only that small, his eyes revealed a kind of silence and sadness that seemed to say, "I have lived for thousands of years."

There was only the boy on the empty overpass. No one knew how he got there. He was dressed so neatly, as if he had just participated in some event.

Yuan Zhinu slowly slowed down the car, stopped in front of the boy, rolled down the window, and said, "Little boy, are you lost and need help?"

The boy didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly. He stood alone on the quiet roadside, as lonely as a puppy that was kicked out of its home.

"Get in the car." Yuan Zhinv did not look at the boy again, but unlocked the car: "Let's talk in the car."

The boy sat in the passenger seat in silence. Yuan Zhinu did not speak again. She already knew the boy's identity, but she did not expect that this little devil who had been hiding so deeply would show up at this time. She was a little surprised.

Neither of them spoke, they just looked ahead silently. Time passed slowly, as if they were two people watching the sea.

"You seem to like meddling in other people's business." The boy spoke softly, breaking the silence that had become increasingly oppressive.

Yuan Zhinv didn't say anything, but just looked into the distance intently.

The boy didn't care whether he was responded to or not. He just said to himself: "I don't like people who meddle in other people's business."

"So, I don't like you."

(End of this chapter)