Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

Old Tang fell asleep holding the handle.

He finally defeated Lu Mingfei.

It's not easy.

One afternoon, it was basically a duel between Lu Mingfei and Old Tang.

Han Ye's existence is mostly to give Old Tang time to rest and recharge, and to replenish Coca-Cola potato chips and spicy strips. The spicy strips are so delicious that he has never eaten them abroad. Old Tang is thinking that this mission is over. I definitely bought ten boxes of it, but I don’t know if the customs will deduct it or not.

Whenever Han Ye was defeated by Lu Mingfei three times, five divided by two, Old Tang would confidently hold on to the handle and continue his long journey to challenge the great devil Mingfei.

Dinner was arranged by Lu Mingfei. Considering that Old Tang had come all the way from abroad, he had to experience the real domestic cuisine.

So they went to Lanzhou Ramen and Shaxian snacks.

On the way there, Old Tang listened to Lu Mingfei’s introduction.

"You can think of it as China's KFC and McDonald's."

"oh oh!"

Old Tang seemed to understand.

“Is this the KFC in China? I’m really looking forward to it!”

When we arrived at the place, we looked at the palm-sized storefront, the grease on the walls, and the densely packed dishes on the large menu.

Old Tang was full of doubts.

Until I ate Shaxian steamed dumplings.

"tasty!"

Old Tang was amazed.

"Also, try this."

Lu Mingfei poured vinegar and hot sauce and stirred.

Old Tang picked up a steamed dumpling, dipped it in it, and ate it in one bite.

He blinked.

“What an amazing taste.”

"right."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

“Save your stomach, there will be Lanzhou Ramen later, I guarantee your satisfaction.

"It's great to have you as a friend, Fei Fei!"

Old Tang had tears in his eyes.

Han Ye supported his head and bumped into Lu Mingfei's shoulder.

"I want vodka!"

"Give me the vodka!"

Lu Mingfei asked the boss for a cup of warm water and took a pair of new chopsticks to test the water temperature.

"Come on, come on, the vodka you want."

"hey-hey."

Han Ye smiled stupidly and did not reach out to take it. Instead, he leaned over his head, bit the mouth of the disposable cup and sucked it bit by bit like a kitten.

"Brother Han, is it okay?"

Old Tang asked worriedly.

"it's okay no problem."

Lu Mingfei has rich experience.

"Just wait until you get back and take a nap."

"oh oh."

After leaving Lanzhou Ramen, Old Tang touched his belly and said happily that he hadn't been so full in a long time.

He suddenly remembered.

"Is there a custom in China of eating rice before one's head is eaten? After eating, you can go on the road and so on."

He sighed.

"To be honest, I got to know you, played King of Fighters together, and even had a meal at KFC and McDonald's in China."

"Even if I go on the road tomorrow, I will definitely be able to walk away smiling."

"On the road?"

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Where are you going?"

"Do you think Huangquan Road is so easy to walk?"

"Yam Luo, you know, our hell boss, let me tell you, without his nod, you can't die even if you want to."

"So domineering."

Old Tang sighed.

At this time, the night is deep, the stars and moon are dim, and everything is silent.

The usually noisy cats and dogs were nowhere to be found, and even Xia Chan shut up.

The three of them walked home side by side.

For a moment, Old Tang felt that this silent road was like a gallows leading to hell or the abyss.

There is no return, there is death but no life.

They staggered and walked and walked and walked.

As they walked, he was left alone.

The annoying hallucination came again.

Old Tang heard someone calling him from a very far away place.

"Brother, brother, brother."

He shook his head.

"Brother, brother, brother!"

It’s so annoying! It’s so annoying!

"Brother, brother, brother!"

Jesus, God, the Jade Emperor, Tathagata, Buddha, Amitabha, all evils retreat!

"Brother! Brother! Brother!"

Ah ah ah, I don’t listen, I don’t listen, I don’t listen!

"Brother! Brother! Brother!"

Huh, forget it, there's nothing you can do about it, tell me what you're looking for me for.

Then the man spoke sadly.

"Brother, eat me."

Laojing Lane, third floor.

The moonlight is slightly cool, and in the darkness, a person is still.

In front of him was Old Tang, who was sleeping soundly.

This man who laughed and laughed during the day, after falling asleep, the same face showed a trembling majesty, supreme, cold and solemn.

Lu Mingfei opened his palms and closed his eyes slightly.

"The temperature has risen."

He looked at Old Tang.

The darkness that could not illuminate the moonlight shrouded the young man's eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking at this time.

"Little devil."

No one responded.

"Lu Mingze."

The silence remained.

The young man smiled softly.

Are you really busy with something?

Or just pretend not to hear.

No problem.

The young man calmed down, and when he opened his lightly closed eyes again, they had lost their liveliness and agility, leaving only absolute calm.

The young man pointed at Old Tang's eyebrows.

Suddenly, the eyes opened.

What a brilliant golden light!

There is a simple and clear standard for grading the pedigree of mixed breeds.

It's the golden eye.

The brighter the golden eyes of a hybrid, the closer his bloodline is to dragons.

However, looking at all the hybrids today, even including the legendary principal of Kassel, no one can compare with Old Tang's golden eyes at this moment.

And the scariest thing is.

He hasn't woken up yet.

In other words, such bright and noble golden eyes.

Just unconscious behavior.

Just like the little devil said.

Ignorant humans disturbed the ancient god's sleep, so he turned over, and the slight ups and downs of snoring brought death.

Just snoring.

Old Tang's golden eyes at this moment.

Just snoring.

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"But I'm not an ant."

So the young man put on a bronze mask.

That one finger is unstoppable.

Then the dazzling golden eyes, and then the noble dragon's blood.

He's just a sleeping guy, what else do you want.

That finger pointed at the center of Old Tang's eyebrows.

The golden pupils were trembling chaotically and crazily like the sun was exploding.

Doesn't help.

Bells are ringing from the ends of the world.

A young and crisp boy shouted over and over again.

"Brother, brother, brother!"

Yama said.

"Noisy."

Then the bell stopped ringing and the young man stopped talking.

Another cold, hoarse voice came from behind the mask.

Like a million ghosts crawling from the bottom web of the abyss, their sharp nails scratched the cliff walls, forming a steel-like torrent.

He said.

"Hopeless."

"You two must have stayed up all night."

Han Ye was shocked and confused.

"how come."

Lu Mingfei, who had a green face and could go directly to Lin Zhengying's set to report without makeup, waved his hands weakly.

"I just didn't sleep well, I didn't sleep well."

"Yeah yeah."

Old Tang, with dark circles under his eyes that turned purple, lowered his arms and swayed left and right like the pendulum of a British aristocratic clock in the last century.

He breathed.

"Having another nightmare."

"You don't have nightmares anymore, right?"

Han Ye quickly helped Old Tang, who almost fell to the ground. You can see that you are not a Japanese lolita like Shana who wears white stockings and short skirts and yells "No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Road, No Way, No Way to Fight!" Why did you fall on the ground?

"Ah, I had a nightmare too."

Lu Mingfei collapsed listlessly and became a puddle on the bed.

"Can this thing be contagious?"

Han Ye opened his eyes wide.

He really didn't expect that after just one night, when he woke up, the two people who were so alive yesterday and wanted to run into the TV screen to duel Chunli and Mai Shiranui would actually become like this half-dead state now. Saying that they had just There are people who believe it even when they climb out of the cemetery.

"Really, don't you need to go to the hospital?"

"Okay, okay."

Lu Mingfei pulled the corners of his mouth and put on an expression called a smile.

"I am a martial arts practitioner!"

"Let me rest my mind, it's no big deal!"

"Awesome, Fei Fei!"

Old Tang gave a thumbs up.