Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Sekiro

The "clang" sound of the train passing overhead is the sound that Old Tang is most familiar with. His rental house is right under the high-speed rail. No matter day or night, he can hear the never-ending "clang" sound. It is the murmur of the steel forest.

He rarely had the opportunity to calm down and breathe in the mountains of nature. There were mountains not far away. When he stretched out his hand, he had the illusion of lifting the mountains.

The sun was hanging in the sky on the top of the mountain. He glanced at the electronic watch on his wrist. It was 16:46. It was only an hour since he sent the message to Lu Mingfei. He didn't know if they could get over before the sun went down. I'm afraid it's a bit difficult.

This motorcycle...forget it, he didn't bother to care about it.

The deposit was given to the boss. This piece of shit should have been retired long ago. Isn’t it also a wonderful destination to return to the countryside and integrate with Mother Earth in his later years?

Suddenly, there was a harsh engine roar in my ears.

He made a telescope shape with his hands and saw a silver flash from a distance.

With its streamlined body and low chassis, it was obvious at first glance that it was a car he couldn't afford to mess with.

"Tsk, tsk." Old Tang shook his head repeatedly, "How courageous. Whose rich second generation is so crazy, racing on a mountain road."

He quickly climbed to the side of the hillside to hide.

Rich people just spend money when they have fun, so why not hire an F4 racing driver to drive for you?

It’s up to you to ride roller coasters instead of going to amusement parks.

He was standing on the hillside. If something happened to the guy and he was knocked off the hillside guardrail, it wouldn't affect him.

Although it is not a cliff below, it is a small landslide covered with woods. If the car rolls over at this speed, it is not an exaggeration to describe the probability of survival as a narrow escape.

But the car began to slow down slowly and stopped beside his motorcycle.

Two men with explosive hair got out of the car, and the three of them looked at each other.

"Lu Mingfei!" Old Tang shouted.

He and Lu Mingfei had been separated for less than five days, so of course he remembered that face clearly.

"Fingel von Frins, Lu Mingfei's senior brother." Fingel took off his sunglasses and ran his hands through his hair, as if he had applied hairspray on his palms, and his hair was set in place.

He closed the car door and leaned lazily against the car window, smiling and winking at Old Tang.

"I'm really convinced. Did you get your driver's license in "Grand Theft Auto"?" Lu Mingfei straightened the messy school uniform, "Did you know that driving is irregular? My loved ones are in tears!"

"I didn't break the rules." Fingel looked innocent. "Look, did a traffic policeman come to give me a ticket? Besides, there are no speed limit signs or traffic lights on the road, so why do you say I violated traffic rules!"

"The rules are in the heart! You know exactly how you step on the accelerator!" Lu Mingfei faced the car window and tried to push down his hair.

"Didn't I take you to your destination?" Fingel argued.

"Forget it." Lu Mingfei sighed, patted his face, smiled and waved to Old Tang, "Good afternoon, Old Tang."

Old Tang immediately laughed too. A few days ago, this silly boy stood at the door of the Internet cafe and waved to him like this. Then they bought instant noodles and went to the Internet cafe to charter a flight all night.

His room was indeed too small to accommodate two people. He knew about Lu Mingfei's trip to Japan. It seemed that Lu Mingfei's family conditions were very good, but even so, Lu Mingfei was willing to eat cheap bubbles with him. Now, take a cheap overnight charter flight.

"The cherry blossom cake tastes good." Old Tang jumped down from the hillside.

"I'll bring it to you next time. I have an unopened bag left." Lu Mingfei pulled out a can of Coke from the car window and threw it into Old Tang's hand.

"Is this car yours? It's a bit awkward, driving a sports car?" Old Tang stroked the smooth body of the Bugatti Veyron as if he were stroking a work of art.

He thought the car was beautiful, especially the shiny silver engine piece, which revealed the crystallization of industrial technology everywhere.

"Junior Brother Lu won it. He made big news on the first day he entered school. He won this Bugatti Veyron from the most famous super rich second generation in the college." Fingel said with his arms crossed.

"No, it's actually borrowed from my senior brother. I'll have to return it in a few days," Lu Mingfei said.

"Ronald Don." Old Tang high-fived Fingel. He pulled out the tab, and bubbles of Coke popped out and rushed everywhere.

He put the mouth of the bottle to his lips, and the cola liquid flowed from the corner of his mouth to his Adam's apple, and then soaked the white vest along his collarbone.

"Speaking of which, why did you come here? This place is very remote. Except for those big trucks transporting goods, basically no cars pass by here." Fingel also opened a can of Coke.

"I blame the navigation system for bringing me here with just a few random fingers." Old Tang said, "Please take me to the city. Aren't there classes tomorrow? I'll go out to play the day after tomorrow."

"Otherwise, you can just stay in our dormitory for a few days and come out together the day after tomorrow. Our room is quite big." Lu Mingfei said, "The school is nearby, not far, so when we saw the navigation, we decided to come Got you."

"What? Your school is in this ravine?" Old Tang asked in astonishment. He suddenly remembered the place that looked like an aristocratic manor where he performed his mission in the afternoon.

"It's here. I was shocked when I entered school." Lu Mingfei said, "Senior brother, can the college bring outsiders in?"

"If you don't tell me, if I don't tell you, who would know that there is an extra person in the college of Nottingham University. Besides, even if he is discovered, the most he can do is kick Old Tang out, and nothing else will happen." Fen Geer said.

"It makes sense." Lu Mingfei nodded, "But I suddenly discovered a very serious issue."

"What's the problem?" Fingel asked.

"This car only has two seats." Lu Mingfei pointed to the driver's seat and passenger seat.

"Fuck, don't move!"

"This place is too crowded, and there's nothing I can do about it."

"Old Tang, hold him tight, I'm going to step on the accelerator!"

"Gan, please drive more steadily for me! Otherwise, Old Tang, go and drive. Can you drive?"

"Yes, I can, otherwise you'd better let me drive it."

"But my body is too big. I can't hug my junior brother when I'm sitting in the passenger seat. I can only lift him up."

"You just want me to die, right?"

"Don't worry, I'll put the convertible rack down right away and it won't fall out."

"What if it hits my handsome face!"

"The car door has been welded shut! Just be patient, it won't take long!"

Fingel stepped on the accelerator, and with a scream, the Bugatti Veyron's tires once again rubbed against the road, emitting green smoke, turning into a silver flash, and sprinting straight towards the round and big red sunset.

The Bugatti came to the school gate. The security guards were familiar with the car. Fingel and Lu Mingfei, who had driven out not long ago, were also familiar with it.

One is an older student who has stayed in the eighth grade, and the other is an S-class freshman who has made waves when he first entered school. It is difficult not to recognize them.

Norma raised the guardrail for the registered sports car and drove into the school gate.