Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei wants to reach a perfect ending

After learning about the results of Finkel and his team's actions, Lu Mingfei cut off the call. He stood on the streets of Tokyo, looking at the bustling crowds.

According to the information currently known, Finkel and his team have successfully brought Constantine's cocoon back, which gives him enough time to deal with Old Tang's affairs later.

As long as Constantine's cocoon is under his control, Lu Mingfei can control the time when Norton in Lao Tang's body wakes up.

Even if you think about it a little more, you can try every possible way to erase Norton's consciousness within this time, leaving only Lao Tang's consciousness.

This not only allows you to destroy a dragon enemy, but also adds a dragon king-level combat power to your team.

No, Lu Mingfei denied his idea. He thought of Constantine who was still in the cocoon. If he handled it properly, he might be able to fight with two Dragon King-level forces.

Lu Mingfei paused his chaotic thoughts. No matter how many ideas he had, he was not there now. He was standing in Tokyo, Japan, and he needed to make arrangements here in advance.

Lu Mingfei leaned against the street corner, and several names flashed through his mind: Gen Chisei, Gen Chinu, Eri... In the end, he rejected these names one by one.

Both Gen Chisei and Gen Chinu are under Herzog's control. No matter who they contact first, Herzog, who is on top, will be alert.

It even alerted Herzog of his arrival.

The same goes for Eri. That rubbish Herzog may have paid more attention to her.

Before meeting any of them, the most important thing he needed to do was to nip that disgusting thing Herzog in the bud.

At this moment, a group of gangsters with black dragon heads tattooed on their arms arrogantly walked towards Lu Mingfei who was leaning on the street corner.

The gangster in the lead was holding a baseball bat, had an obvious scar on his face, and had an extremely ferocious expression.

Perhaps it was because they saw Lu Mingfei's unfamiliar face, or perhaps it was because they saw Lu Mingfei's clothes that didn't fit in with Tokyo, Japan, so they chose Lu Mingfei as their target today.

"That guy is you." The baseball bat hit Lu Mingfei's cheek an inch away, stirring up a cloud of dust on the wall.

The gangster with a baseball bat approached Lu Mingfei. There was an obvious scar on his vicious face, as if it was caused by a knife in a gang fight.

But such scars are not a shame for a small gangster. On the contrary, they are a sign for them to show off their strength.

Such scars are a symbol of their bloody battles for the society and also their glory as the bottom of the underworld.

"People from other countries?"

The scar-faced thug asked viciously, and at this time the other thugs who served as his subordinates also tacitly surrounded Lu Mingfei, not giving him a chance to escape.

“Yes.” There was no expression on Lu Mingfei’s face. What he didn’t expect was that as soon as he arrived in Tokyo, he would be the first to experience the power of the Japanese underworld.

"Oh, so you're not a local. No wonder you spoke so arrogantly. You only replied with a "oh". I was really angry."

As he spoke, his baseball bat kept rubbing against the wall next to Lu Mingfei's face, and his expression changed from gloomy to bright.

"But since you are a foreign tourist, we are not unreasonable. As long as you pay us your protection fee and make us happy, we might be kind enough to let you go."

The scar-faced thug burst into laughter after he finished speaking, and the other thugs followed suit. They looked at Lu Mingfei with eyes full of greed and disdain.

As an outsider, even if you are a dragon, you have to kneel down in front of the Japanese underworld. This is the eternal truth recognized by the underworld.

Of course, even if Lu Mingfei gave them protection money, they would not let it go. As gangsters, they never follow any rules with others.

Breaking their promises is their favorite tactic, and the best enjoyment is seeing the expressions of surprise on the faces of those who thought they were let off but weren't.

Moreover, the scar-faced gangster looked at the people coming and going. They all saw what he did, but because of fear, no one would stand up to stop it.

I am just helping them to reinforce my positive impression today. Maybe I can also use this method to increase my prestige in this area and improve my future status.

"Money? I have some, but they're all in US dollars." Lu Mingfei said lightly, but his words almost made the greed in the eyes of these gangsters materialize.

The US dollar is still a rich currency, and it seems that it will get a large amount of money today.

“Why don’t you hand it over quickly…” The scar-faced gangster just arrogantly wanted Lu Mingfei to hand over all his money, but he didn’t expect that he felt a piercing pain in his fingers the next moment.

The finger that was holding the baseball bat was bent backwards by Lu Mingfei just now, and the knuckle turned purple instantly.

"Ah!" The scar-faced gangster screamed in pain. He couldn't understand why his finger became like this in an instant.

"I hate being threatened. It reminds me of many unhappy things in my past." Lu Mingfei left the corner and looked at these gangsters with cold eyes.

"When I think of unhappy past events, I get angry, and when I get angry, I do violent things to vent my anger."

"Unfortunately, you guys have done everything I hate.

Lu Mingfei's tone was very calm, like a handful of still water without any ripples.

But as he spoke, he grabbed the gangster's head, turned around and pressed his head hard against the corner of the wall.

A trace of blood appeared from the white ash in the corner of the wall, and a long and narrow wound also appeared on the back of his head.

The scar-faced gangster was about to pick up a baseball bat to resist, but the next moment, all five fingers of his hand holding the baseball bat were twisted by Lu Mingfei.

The originally straight fingers instantly became like the winding roots of an old tree, and purple blood clots gathered at the finger joints.

"What are you still standing there for? Help me." He screamed and shouted at the thugs under his command to help him.

The hooligans who had surrounded Lu Mingfei finally reacted and wanted to rush over to deal with Lu Mingfei and rescue their boss.

"Bang." The gangster who rushed the fastest was kicked several meters away by Lu Mingfei. He didn't stop until he hit the wall. Blood instantly spurted out of his mouth and he fainted.

"He should be thanking me for only crippling him instead of killing him."

Hearing Lu Mingfei's devilish words and his powerful fighting ability, the hooligans who originally wanted to approach him subconsciously stopped where they were.

They looked at each other, and a silent atmosphere gradually spread in the air. Just when they wanted to turn around and run away, Lu Mingfei's words made them freeze in place.

“If you take one more step, you will all die.” Lu Mingfei looked at them, his bright golden eyes had opened at some point, and he crushed these gangsters with the pressure of a king.

Lu Mingfei exerted force with the hand that was holding the head, and slammed the scar-faced gangster's head against the wall, knocking him unconscious and throwing him to the ground like garbage.

Then he looked around and asked these little hooligans,

"You guys came at a good time. It also let me know who I want to find now. Do you know an uncle who runs a ramen stand next to the university?"

"Those who know will survive, and those who don't will become first-degree disabled or ashes in an urn."