Dragon Clan: Restart your life

My heart paused for a moment.

Fingel turned around suddenly, his T-shirt was held up by powerful muscles, his skin showed a green iron color, and his bones made a slight explosion.

On the table next to him is a disassembled Beretta pistol. With his speed, it only takes a few seconds to assemble it. Some of the warheads are engraved with complex alchemical patterns. Those are alchemical bullets. After being strengthened by this pattern, The slugs are more powerful against dragons, deadpools, and hybrids.

Even if he doesn't have time to use this gun, he can still turn around and break out with all his strength. When the Yan Ling·[Bronze Throne] is used to its maximum, combined with the dragon serum obtained from the vice-principal over the years, it is enough to make him comparable to a dragon in a short time. A human body!

But he did nothing.

Even the sudden rise of Yan Ling was just an instinctive reaction due to a moment of shock, and his rationality was swallowed up for a moment.

When Fingel came to his senses, the nearly burst T-shirt was "living" and his swollen body returned to normal.

He turned around, silently, looking in the direction of Lu Mingfei in the darkness.

Wait for an answer.

"Hahaha! You must be scared!"

The laughter of the successful conspiracy made Fingel's forehead throb twice.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." The flashlight in Lu Mingfei's hand was shining on a corner of the room, and he chuckled, "Senior brother, do you think Chu Zihang's father looks a bit like you?"

Fingel was silent for a while, then said in a lazy and disgusted tone: "Totally, completely, no, like!"

"So sure?"

"I will not give my wife to anyone else, even to protect and take care of her. Speaking of which, where did you go to the New Year's Eve party? Why didn't I see you? Isn't free Australian lobster a waste? Junior brother You are indeed suddenly rich, so how about we write off all the previous bills?"

"Party? Don't you know? I thought senior sister had told you all. It seems that senior sister is indeed a good girl who keeps her promise! There is nothing we can do. We can only do what we promised her." Lu Mingfei photographed He patted his head, shook his head and sighed.

"What a good thing? Let me join in the fun!" Fingel approached his junior brother with a look of salivation on his face.

"No, no, it's not convenient to talk about this kind of thing." Lu Mingfei waved his hand and looked around the room.

Fingel fully demonstrated the excellent character of contemporary Kassel students who can stretch and bend. He hugged Lu Mingfei's thigh and said resolutely: "No, I hate it when others try to tease me! You won't talk about me today. I won’t let go!”

"Is there anyone as rogue as you?"

"To achieve the goal, we will do whatever it takes and never give up!"

"Senior brother, you really say the cruelest words and do the most cowardly things." Lu Mingfei couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, "It's not a big deal, it's just a bit private. If you insist on asking, then I'll just I can speak now.”

"Speak with confidence!"

"My senior sister said she wanted to experience the feeling of being held tightly by the person she likes again."

Lu Mingfei looked at the family photo on the bedside table and said with a smile.

"...What's so good about holding hands? If you hold hands for a long time, your palms will be sweaty, wet, and a little sticky." The man behind him said in a sad and a bit harsh tone.

"That's right! I think so too, so it's better to refuse! I just want to light a fire when I see you!" Lu Mingfei nodded vigorously, feeling as if he had met Boya in Ziqi.

"How is this possible?! We are men!" Fingel suddenly became serious, just like the female dean of Shilan Middle School who always wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses and said, "Men must keep their word, junior brother Don’t let me look down on you, senior brother!”

Lu Mingfei asked: "Is that what you said?"

"certainly!"

"Okay then." Lu Mingfei sighed regretfully, took off the photo on the bedside table, blew away the dust on the surface, and carefully stuffed it into his pocket, "It seems like I can give Senior Brother Chu a gift."

Fingel rubbed his hands and asked carefully: "Junior brother, why do I feel that this place is a little unreliable today?"

Lu Mingfei also rubbed his hands and said, "Isn't it reliable? We found the last hiding place of our senior brother and his father, and Uncle Chu also left us these clues on the wall very reliably."

He pointed to the wall, where there were dense red lines.

"Do you think we need to notify the academy?" Fingel asked humbly.

"I don't think there's much difference between notification or not." Lu Mingfei said sincerely.

"Okay, then we won't notify you!" Fingel slapped his thigh and said, "How are you going to help your poor senior sister?"

"Pinch someone."

"What?"

"Have you never heard of the legend about Nuwa pinching people?"

"Then Nuwa created humans, right?"

"The difference is not big. If the spirit of speech is a means of killing and its essence is to give death, then the essence of alchemy is to give life."

"Huh?! Is this okay? Are Norton and Constantine so good? They feel so useless..."

"The two brothers have not yet reached the ultimate level of alchemy. How do you say that there are no tigers in the mountains..."

Lu Mingfei paused, Old Tang's face flashed in his mind, and he suppressed the last sentence.

"Anyway, it's quite complicated. I'm not sure I can succeed at once, so I have to wait a few years."

Lu Mingfei put away the flashlight and climbed up the iron railing. "Let's go, senior brother. There's nothing to see anymore. I'll show you the way. I'll leave the rest to senior brother Chu to explore by himself."

"Are you going to bring him here?" Fingel followed closely and left the place. Before leaving, he grabbed a handful of alchemy bullets and put them in his pocket.

"No, it's not me, it's you." Lu Mingfei turned around and said with a smile, reaching out to pull Fingel up.

"Huh? What kind of riddle are you doing?" Fingel wondered.

"Let's go, let's take you to the next place." Lu Mingfei waved and walked out of the room.

Fingel moved the mattress back and placed it on top of the secret door again.

"Where to go?"

"It's a hospital, let's meet some...old friends." Lu Mingfei bared his teeth and smiled, "I didn't recognize them the last time I saw them, but this time I remembered who those old guys were. "

"What happens after you meet your friends?"

"Then Senior Brother Chu's parents should have seen it too, and it's time to send them to the dungeon."

"Copy?"

"Have you ever played Pokemon?"

"I've played it before. How could I not play such a classic!"

"Every time I beat the Four Heavenly Kings, I will save it, so that even if I can't beat it, I can re-extract the save file, either re-level or change the elves, but the purpose is the same, that is, to pass the game by any means!"

"You're talking so passionately that I want to beat him twice. So you want to send them to fight the Four Heavenly Kings?"

"No. What they want to fight is much more perverted than the Four Heavenly Ones."

"...You want to send the young couple to fight the Dragon King?" Fingel drooped his eyebrows and said sadly, "Isn't this appropriate? There is no chance for them, and there is no chance for me."

"It's okay. If you can't beat it once, it's just two times." Lu Mingfei comforted, "I told you it's a dungeon, so you can't beat the load back and forth. This time my mission and yours is to protect the young couple."

"Junior brother, what you did made me a little panicked." Fingel scratched his head and said, "Why does it feel like dancing on a cliff on a tightrope?"

"Why are you panicking? Can I still let something happen to you? I promised my senior sister that I would let you live until the end." Lu Mingfei said softly, "Everyone must be well. We must live together to get to the end."

Fingel stood behind him, staring at this guy's completely different back.

The big boy who always had slumped shoulders suddenly got used to straightening his spine and walked without any sloppiness.

So...were you the one who traded with EVA that night?

"Let me ask one more question, who is Chu Zihang for you to take care of him like this, junior brother? Are you, a matchmaker, already driving the two of them into the bridal chamber? Isn't he just Norton No. 2?" Fingel approached Lu Ming Fei was beside him, lowering his voice.

"Think too much, senior brother is not a dragon."

Fingel thought thoughtfully, if Chu Zihang is not a dragon, then who is?

Lu Mingfei took Fingel to the parking lot, took out the car keys and opened the door, waved boldly: "Get in the car!"

Fingel's eyes widened, he looked at Lu Mingfei's car and blurted out: "What the hell are you talking about?"

"The Wuling Hongguang, which has just been launched, is one of the most amazing cars in the future." Lu Mingfei put on his sunglasses with a cool expression that no one liked.

Halfway through their car, it suddenly started to rain heavily, and their vision became blurry in the pouring rain.

Fingel turned on the radio and tuned it to the traffic station, which was still broadcasting a red rainstorm warning. This is the highest level of heavy rain warning.

"It's raining." He looked at the rain outside the window, listening to the radio broadcast, and the sound of heavy rain falling to the ground filled the world, and he felt a little dazed.

"It will stop."

Fingel turned his head, and Lu Mingfei turned back and smiled, "It can't rain forever. It will stop as soon as it rains. After it stops, a rainbow will appear in the sky, and the air will become fresher after the rain. All disasters They are all destined to turn into the soil that breeds happiness in the end. When the seeds of happiness break out of the ground and bloom into beautiful flowers, that is the moment we are all waiting for."

Fingel slowly showed a smile and said in amazement: "As expected of the great writer who has dominated the forum recently, when did you, junior brother, say such profound words?"

Lu Mingfei shook his head and hummed: "How can you see the rainbow without going through wind and rain?"

Fingel hummed too.

It is raining heavily outside the window, water is running on the car window, and the wiper keeps working. The inside and outside of the car are like two worlds. Two men are sitting in the latest minivan, humming songs, and driving towards the suburbs of the city in the rain. .

They got on a mountain road. The road was flat and open. There were no houses on both sides of the road, and the street light poles were not erected. There were only large areas of windbreaks.

Lu Mingfei turned his head and looked at the windbreak on the roadside. When the school responded to the government's call, he led students to plant trees in this area, and he was one of them. When he came, these trees were only two or three people tall, but now they have towering branches. It was airtight, and it looked like the situation was in a rain forest through the rain curtain.

A white building loomed ahead, with lights on in a few windows, and a copper nameplate nailed to the white wall, which read in both Chinese and English - Sacred Heart Mercy Hospital.

Lu Mingfei parked the car outside the hospital.

The hospital has a modern style, with geometric exterior walls, classical European-style gardens, lush lawns, and shrubs used to create a small maze effect. I don’t know what kind of flowers are in bloom, and there is a cool fragrance permeating the rain.

"This...is a hospital?" Fingel said blankly.

If it weren't for the big words on the wall, he would have thought this was some rich man's villa.

"Let's go." Lu Mingfei took the umbrella from the back of the car, held it and got out of the car.

They walked into the hospital unobstructed. The lights in the lobby on the first floor were extremely bright. They walked on the marble floor toward the second floor. No one appeared to stop and question them along the way.

"Why does this hospital feel so spooky? Where have the doctors and nurses gone?" Fingel muttered.

"Probably went to sleep." Lu Mingfei chuckled.

They went straight to the second floor and came to the door at the far end of the corridor.

Lu Mingfei flew up and kicked open the door. Such an explosive and barbaric act made Fingel stand out.

Why does it feel like a scene where a gangster leader comes to visit his enemy with his little brother?

The room was dark, with heavy rain coming from black clouds, and the curtains were tightly drawn. Only the light from the corridor at the door penetrated into the room, making the shadows of Lu Mingfei and Fingel long.

Vaguely, Fingel saw three black figures sitting around the hospital bed, like the gods of death hiding in the darkness waiting to be harvested.

Lu Mingfei walked into the house and turned on the switch next to the door. The lights fell from above, illuminating the scene inside the house.

Three men sat side by side on the hospital bed, blinking at them.

One is a fat uncle wearing a white hurdle vest and shaking a banana fan, the other is an old man with a clear face, three long beards, and an air of immortality in his every move, and the last one is an ordinary young man. .

"Junior brother, who are these three masters?" Fingel whispered.

Lu Mingfei pushed him from behind and said with a smile: "Senior brother, go up and chat with them, have fun with them, and enhance their relationship. You are good at this."

Before Fingel could react, the three people opposite him spoke first.

"Young man, I can tell from the first look at you that you are the future Holy Emperor. Look at this face, the image of the Nine-Fifth Emperor! It's incredible!" The old man said with a serious expression while stroking three strands of his long beard.

Fingel was stunned for a moment, good guy, this hospital... I'm afraid it's not a mental hospital, right?

He turned around and glanced at his junior brother. Seeing that his junior brother had no other expression, he simply stepped forward and got close to the trio.

After a while, he figured out the details of these three people. This hospital is really a mental hospital!

The fat uncle used to ride a tricycle, and he was nicknamed Uncle Sanlun. He had an immortal style and a long beard and was nicknamed Half Immortal. He said, "You are the image of the nine-five-year-old master." The last young man was even more powerful at such a young age. Suffering from Alzheimer's disease, I feel that I am living in 1949. As a staunch underground party member, I am currently being imprisoned here by the Kuomintang reactionaries...

After a brief understanding, he began to talk to the party members about the viciousness of the Kuomintang reactionaries and that the Intrachonair will definitely come true, and everyone will live a good life of eating potatoes, beef and rice. He turned around and talked to Uncle Miwa. The feasibility of replacing taxis with tricycles; the next second I chatted a few words with Hanxian, one by one, the Banxian teacher. After a while, the Banxian teacher no longer said that he had the image of the Nine-Five Lord, but instead believed that he was Wenquxing came to this world, a good man who came to assist the future emperor.

By the end of the story, Fingel was beaming with joy. He was so familiar with it that he could do it at his fingertips.

However, he always remained vigilant in his heart.

It was impossible for his junior brother to drive for half an hour for no apparent reason to bring him here to visit three mentally ill patients.

These three...do they still have hidden identities?

He has been observing these three people, but he can't find any "acting" element at all.

Everything they say and do comes from their heart, without any trace of acting. To put it bluntly, these three people are really crazy.

The junior brother is right, he is really good at dealing with them, because he knows very well that as long as he brings himself to the same level as the other party, he can perfectly integrate into the world of psychosis.

Ever since, under Fingel's deliberate guidance, the ward was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

There was applause.

"Everyone had a great time chatting."

Lu Mingfei leaned against the wall, interrupted everyone's conversation with applause, and said with a smile,

"In this case... you three old guys should stop hiding it. Since you are planning to take care of yourself until you die, take out all the things you can and give them to my senior brother. After all, you are not talking like this. Come on, are you too late to meet me? Just treat it as a meeting gift."

He said with a smile, but there was no warmth in his smile, and the gentle and bright light in the room became sharp and cold.

Fingel suddenly felt a chill permeate the air. The windows were obviously closed, but there was a stream of cold wind flowing in the room.

The three mentally ill patients who gathered around him ushered in a radical change!

The half-immortal teacher sighed: "How did your Majesty find us? We are hidden deep enough. Even your brother cannot find us while we are sleeping."

He is no longer the crazy old fortune teller who always accuses everyone of being the future emperor. He has a calm demeanor and a mastery of wisdom, like a wise man who has lived in seclusion since ancient times.

His eyes full of wisdom stared at the somewhat unfamiliar young man in front of him. He felt very strange compared to the figure in his memory. Was he not fully awakened yet?

No, this level of mental fluctuation... I'm afraid it has already broken through the seal!

"Stop talking nonsense." Lu Mingfei turned around and closed the shaky door after he kicked it open. He cracked his knuckles and said with a sinister smile, "I don't want to walk out of this house empty-handed today, you old guys. If you know what’s going on, be more conscious and don’t force me to use violence!”

The "young" "underground party" was still a little younger after all, and couldn't help but said: "The three of us are old people, so you always think..."

A slap hit him on the back of the head from behind.

Fingel said with a serious expression: "What are you talking about! Why don't you look down on the situation at all? You should be so self-conscious!"

"Hey, tricycle driver, what about you? What are you pulling out from behind? Do you want to pull out a gun?!"

"I...I just scratch it..."

The half-immortal teacher covered his face and sighed, is it really possible that Wen Quxing came to earth?

With Fingel's temperament and IQ, as well as the tacit understanding between the two, there was no need to explain everything in detail. Everyone understood it as soon as it was pointed out. For example, asking about past bills is actually testing whether the previous relationship is still there.

In addition, although there is only one chapter in the update, it is a large chapter of 4 or 5k. If you remove it, there will be two chapters of 2k.