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

Chapter 121 I tell you to shut up!
"Lu Mingfei, why don't you speak?"

"Lu Mingfei, hurry up and give your blessing! The boss is giving you face and not making a fuss with you, why are you still hesitating?"

"Lu Mingfei, you're not still dreaming, are you? Haha, we don't even want to say anything to you! Hurry up and apologize to the boss, and let this matter be over!"

Everyone was laughing wantonly. They didn't even bother to hide the disdain on their faces. They looked at Lu Mingfei as if he was an ungrateful toad.

Lu Mingfei wanted to lower his head and not look at anyone. He wanted to close his eyes and cover his ears, as if this way he would not be able to see the mocking looks of those people, nor hear their sarcastic ridicule.

He wanted to escape from this place, but he was fixed on the spot by those gazes. His legs felt like they were filled with lead and he could not move forward.

Wouldn't it be ugly? Wouldn't it be ugly if he just ran away? He would be like a defeated dog running away, and everyone would look at his back and laugh at him loudly.

They would say, look, the toad has escaped, because the swan has been captured by the gentleman, and the toad has no chance!
Lu Mingfei even felt some resentment towards Zhao Menghua. Why did he want to kill her so ruthlessly? Since you already had the beauty, why not leave her a way out? Why did you have to force him?
He even felt that he should go back and fight with Zhao Menghua, but his sports performance was far inferior to Zhao Menghua's, and the latter had a bunch of brothers.

Besides, he has been in decline for so many years, shouldn't he be used to being ridiculed and mocked?
Wouldn't it be fine if he just said a few soft words, made up a few congratulatory words, and pretended to be stupid for a while? Although they would probably look down on him even more, it didn't matter. He was used to it anyway, wasn't he?

So why am I so unwilling at this moment?
Lu Mingfei inexplicably recalled the girl’s words. The mysterious girl of unknown origin told him that it was useless to give in blindly, as he would eventually be forced into a corner.

His hand subconsciously reached into his pocket and he felt a thin, hard card. It was a gift from the girl.

He carried this card with him with the intention of returning it to the girl if he had the chance to meet her. But now, this thing seemed to give him great support, allowing him to stand up straight instead of bowing and scraping.

But this meager support was instantly shattered to pieces when Chen Wenwen looked over.

The girl in the white dress looked just as she remembered. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with the dew of late summer and were full of happiness. But when she looked at Lu Mingfei, she became so melancholy and silent.

What a romantic confession. However, this confession scene, which should have been perfect, was stuck on Lu Mingfei. Although Chen Wenwen didn't say anything, the sadness in her eyes was so obvious.

The little bit of courage that Lu Mingfei had finally mustered up in his heart dissipated in an instant.

Forget it, he thought, why should he be angry? He was such a loser, and these people were just telling the truth.

But just when he was about to compromise, he suddenly felt something, as if someone was looking at him, with sharp eyes, and the gaze was as real as substance.

Lu Mingfei subconsciously raised his head and met the eyes of the girl sitting in the corner.

Her expression was so cold, and there was undisguised disappointment in her eyes as she looked at him.

Why is that girl here?! Lu Mingfei felt like something in his head suddenly exploded.

That disappointed look was like a steel needle that pierced into Lu Mingfei's mind. Lu Mingfei instantly felt ashamed and even more ashamed than when those people were mocking him.

Finally, someone has high hopes for a loser like him, but what about him? Besides disappointing others, what else can he do?
At this moment, the girl must have felt that she was blind because she discovered his true face, but he was such a loser who could not stand up.

She must be regretting it, regretting saying so much nonsense to him, regretting believing him, and regretting giving him gifts.

He clenched his palms tightly, and his nails dug into the flesh because he used too much force, but Lu Mingfei didn't feel any pain at all. His brain was in a mess as if a thousand pieces of tangled thread were tangled together, but Zhao Menghua chose to add insult to injury at this moment.

He put his arm around Chen Wenwen's slender shoulders, like a victorious general returning from a victory, and looked at the presumptuous toad in front of him with contempt: "Lu Mingfei, you..."

But something happened that no one had expected. The loser who had been laughed at and ridiculed by them from beginning to end suddenly interrupted him.

"Shut up." Lu Mingfei said softly.

Zhao Menghua was stunned, and so were everyone else. They almost doubted their ears.

They looked at the boy who suddenly spoke in disbelief. The entire theater was silent as death. They all looked at Lu Mingfei as if they saw Godzilla.

At this moment, the poor guy lowered his head deeply, as if his neck was about to break, and he seemed to be brewing something.

Zhao Menghua reacted and flew into a rage. He had never expected that this loser would dare to talk back. He angrily asked, "What did you say?!"

“I told you to shut up!” Lu Mingfei suddenly roared like a wild beast. He raised his head and revealed a pair of bloodshot eyes: “I told you to shut up!”

For a moment, Zhao Menghua was actually frightened, because the bad boy in front of him suddenly changed. His face became ferocious like a trapped beast, but his thin body was so ridiculous, like a rabbit that was forced into a corner.

A rabbit may bite when it is cornered, but it is just a rabbit. Maybe it cannot even break human skin even if it tries its best.

Zhao Menghua was a little annoyed that he would be scared by such a guy. His expression became extremely gloomy, and he said with gritted teeth: "Lu Mingfei, you are great."

As he was about to step forward, Chen Wenwen tried to pull his hand, but was violently pushed away.

As soon as Zhao Menghua made a move, all his younger brothers surrounded him aggressively, as if they were ready to teach this ungrateful guy a lesson.

In fact, Lu Mingfei regretted the moment he shouted that. Even he couldn't explain where his courage came from at that moment.

Maybe it was because the only person in the world who still had hope for him was sitting right there. He really didn't want to see that kind of disappointed look again. He had seen that kind of eyes enough times.

But after Zhao Menghua and his men surrounded him, that fear surged up again. He was actually a person who was very afraid of conflicts with others, let alone a situation where he was obviously unable to win.

But just as he subconsciously wanted to cover his face and prepare himself for the inevitable storm-like attack, crisp applause suddenly rang out in the noisy and chaotic cinema.

Everyone looked up when they heard the sound and saw two girls sitting in the corner of the cinema. The applause came from the black-haired girl among them.

She was wearing a dark windbreaker, with her head tilted as if she was enjoying the farce, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Classmates, it is not gentlemanly for a majority to bully a minority."

The girl's voice was so casual that everyone could hear her words clearly. She was obviously just sitting there, but she was like an emperor sitting on the throne, looking down at the noisy ministers below.

The inexplicable sense of oppression lingered in everyone's heart. The moment Zhao Menghua saw the girl's appearance clearly, his eyes turned red. The veins on his forehead jumped with joy, and his voice was full of hatred: "It's you? How dare you show up?!"

Yuan Zhinv held her chin with one hand, blinked her eyes and smiled: "Why don't I dare to show up?"

She was so nonchalant that she showed no regard for Zhao Menghua at all. She looked at him as if he were some random person. The string of rationality in Zhao Menghua's mind snapped.

At this moment, all the bad guys and confessions were forgotten. Zhao Menghua pounced on her like a madman, as if he wanted to tear her into pieces.

But facing such a ferocious and hideous guy, Yuan Zhinv was too lazy to even lift her eyelids. She stood up and stretched, her posture as elegant as a lazy cat.

But Nuo Nuo, who was sitting next to her, silently shrank back a little when she saw this. She muttered to herself, "Murder is against the law, murder is against the law, murder is against the law..."

Yuan Zhinu found it a little funny, but just as Zhao Menghua was about to approach and she raised her hand slightly, a whistling sound suddenly came from the air.

A long black object came through the air and hit Zhao Menghua heavily on the back. He was completely unprepared and staggered and fell to the ground.

Only then did everyone see clearly that the black thing was actually a... bulging tennis bag?
Everyone looked in the direction where the tennis bag came from, and saw a boy standing at the entrance at some point. He was wearing washed-out jeans, a white T-shirt, and huge sunglasses, and the half of his face that was exposed was expressionless.

There was an eerie silence as everyone watched the boy walk in step by step.

"Chu Zihang, we are all alumni." The boy took off his sunglasses, shook them for a while, and put them back on.

The three words "Chu Zihang" seemed to have some magical power. This time everyone was petrified together, and the entire theater was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

For those of them who are studying at Shilan Middle School, "Chu Zihang" is just a symbol that is always far away.

You have heard his name and seen him, but you can't remember what he looks like because you rarely have the opportunity to get close to him.

He is the most outstanding student representative, the center who tortures his opponents to death on the basketball court, the finale of every Spring Festival Gala, and the object of secret love of countless girls in Shilan Middle School.

Chu Zihang used his life to interpret two words: "awesome".

Zhao Menghua is so awesome that a playboy and a rich second-generation kid like him is just a joke in front of him. How can a firefly compete with the bright moon?
But didn’t he go abroad to study? I heard it was a very good school. Why is he here?
Under everyone's astonished gaze, they saw this boy who seemed to exist only in legends walk up to the girl and lower his head slightly.

"Sister, why didn't you tell me you were coming to China?"

Senior sister?!
Everyone's eyes widened in surprise, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

But Yuan Zhinu just looked at Zhao Menghua who had been lying on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up. She regretfully put down her raised hand, seeming to feel a little sorry.

She looked at Chu Zihang with a half-smile: "I should be the one asking you this, why are you here?"

"The principal said that you came here to complete a mission and you are unfamiliar with the place so you might need a guide, so I came." Chu Zihang explained calmly and nodded to Nuo Nuo who was standing beside him.

"Tsk, that old Deng really doesn't trust me." Yuan Zhinu sighed slightly, raised her chin towards the petrified people below, and said casually: "I'm here to recruit students, and the one below is your new junior."

"Come on, Lu Mingfei, say hello to your Senior Brother Chu."

Lu Mingfei was still in a daze, as if he had not come to his senses. He had never had this feeling before. He became the focus of everyone's attention, like a kettle on a solar cooker. He was about to be burned by those people's gazes.

Chu Zihang was very calm. He looked at Lu Mingfei and said, "Hello."

Lu Mingfei struggled to squeeze out two words, his voice trembling: "Hello."

Chu Zihang looked at the others: "Is the party over? If there is nothing else, we will leave first. Lu Mingfei's admission procedures have not been completed yet, and the professor is still waiting for him."

At that moment, Lu Mingfei could feel that everyone was looking at him. His legs were shaking and he could hardly stand. But when he raised his head, he saw the girl who was as sharp as a knife looking at him.

That gaze was so calm and silent, yet so tolerant. Lu Mingfei suddenly felt strong. He slowly but firmly raised his legs and walked over step by step.

A look of satisfaction suddenly appeared in the girl's eyes. She didn't even look at other people and turned and left. Nuonuo and Chu Zihang followed closely behind her, and Lu Mingfei also followed behind with his head down.

The door of the cinema was pushed open, and a pitch-black helicopter rumbled in the open space not far away. The huge rotor stirred up a strong wind, like a knife cutting the surface, and the half-rotten world tree emblem was engraved on the fuselage.

"What a generous move." Nuo Nuo stuck out her tongue after jumping onto the plane: "Liuli's S-level authority is different. She can even move planes."

Yuan Zhinu ignored her chatter. She stepped onto the plane and looked back at Lu Mingfei. Her dark eyes were calm, as if she was sure of victory.

Lu Mingfei looked at the pitch-black behemoth in front of him, his eyes suddenly felt a little sore, and the scene in his dream reappeared. It was such an exciting scene, but he couldn't be happy. He just felt a tightness in his chest, and his emotions were swelling as if they were about to overflow.

He knew what it meant to step onto that plane. He was filled with anxiety and hesitated, not daring to move.

The people on the plane did not urge him, but just looked at him quietly, as if waiting for his choice.

Yuan Zhinu's face was calm and there was no ripple in her heart. She knew that once the bad boy took that step, the chain would not be able to trap him. He had already made his choice.

Sure enough, she saw Lu Mingfei finally coming towards her, like a confused believer on a pilgrimage.

"Lu Mingfei!"

Someone was calling him from behind, and it seemed to be Chen Wenwen's voice.

Lu Mingfei paused slightly, but did not look back.

Under the gaze of everyone, the boy who always looked so wretched and cowardly stepped onto the plane slowly but firmly, step by step.

(End of this chapter)