"I have a problem, but I don't know if it's convenient for you to disclose it."
"uh-huh?"
"My junior brother...does he have any other names?"
"This question is very interesting. But unfortunately, that guy's name is Lu Mingfei now."
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"It's almost ready and can be finished at any time. Now we're just waiting for the boss to give the order."
Mai Shutoku drank hot chocolate, took a deep breath, and released the fatigue accumulated over the past few days.
"Of the three of us, you have always followed the boss's orders most seriously." Potato Chip Girl chuckled.
"But the one he trusts most is you, accounting maid. You can manage billions of dollars in the organization."
"No, no, no, he doesn't trust anyone." Potato Chip Girl shrugged. She suddenly paused and added, "Well, that was before. The current boss obviously trusts Lu Mingfei very much."
"More than trust, he is simply the president of the fan club." Mai Shutoku complained.
"Speaking of which, what do you think of the boss?"
"The boss is a kind of person, sometimes I think he will bring troubles..." Mai Shutoku pondered.
"You copied the lines from "Rurouni Kenshin" again... Yes, sometimes I always feel that he is the kind of behind-the-scenes boss who will decide the direction of the entire world while talking and laughing." Potato Chip Girl said softly, "But if
Even the big boss behind the scenes chose to stand behind that bad boy unconditionally. Who is bad boy? The most hidden monster?"
"He is no longer a bad guy." Mai Shutoku held hot chocolate and put two straight long legs on the thighs of the potato chip girl. She said lazily, "He is now a fanatic. The boss thinks he is enough to overthrow
All madmen."
"Turn everything over?"
"Yes, even the plan written by the boss will be overturned, and the new betting market has begun to spin. We can only choose to place a bet, and there is no time to pack up the chips and leave."
"And we can only bet on his side..."
"What, you still want to rebel?" Mai Shutoku reached out and pinched Potato Chip Girl's face.
"If you think too much, others may still have a chance to get off the car, but the three of us have no chance. We have already been forced to go to the dark side." Potato Chip Girl looked at Mai Shutoku with pity.
"Okay, girl! Let's go to a spa together! Why are you thinking so much? Clean yourself up first, or the boss will come and look at your sign later!" Mai Shutoku jumped up and stretched her body.
, sweeping away the dullness of the conversation just now, "Anyway, everything that needs to be done has been done, and the rest is left to the big shots to worry about. I'm going to wash myself up now and make myself smooth with perfume!"
"Oh! That's great!" Potato Chip Girl was elated.
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There are many alleys in BJ, and after going around a series of turns, you will see the signboard of a time-honored brand - Fenglongtang.
The signboard is a bit shabby, hanging on the lintel of the small shop, and a royal blue cotton curtain is hung at the door.
This is already the deepest part of the alley, and normal people would not choose to open a store in such a remote place.
Lu Mingfei opened the cotton curtain and the bell on the door rang, but no one came to greet him and the counter was empty.
This shop is still the old window of Zhihu. The sunlight coming in is hazy, and there are countless dusts suspended in the air. There are large and small tables and wooden boxes in the room, which look like things from a certain age, as well as thread-bound books and Tang Sancai.
, stone inkstone brush wash.
It looks like this store sells everything, and there is also a set of bright red wedding dresses hanging on the wall.
At first glance, this place looks like an old house sealed by dust. No one has stepped in for decades. Only the dust elves are dancing in the air. They are the lords here.
Lu Mingfei walked slowly in circles, smelling the rich scent of sandalwood in the air, and finally stopped to admire the red wedding dress.
The material of the wedding dress is high-quality silk and satin, with exquisite tapestry edges, gold foil with phoenix pattern, and inlays with pearl buttons and glass flakes.
It was unfolded and nailed to the wall, and someone used an ink pen to outline a freehand profile of a bride, like a girl with charming eyes who turns her head and smiles at you.
"The wedding dress worn by the bannermen of the Qing Dynasty was an orthodox cheongsam. The cheongsam at that time had a wide hem, the skirt reached the floor, and trousers were worn underneath. It was not the current style of exposing arms and legs." Someone said softly from behind, "
It’s a pity that someone else has already taken a liking to this wedding dress, so I’ll pay in full.”
"Who bought it?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously.
"A foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes, a very wealthy man, just made a fortune." The boss said with a smile.
"Hmm..." Lu Mingfei said thoughtfully, "Does that guy look particularly stinky?"
"That's right, it looks like you are humble on the outside, but you are actually very proud on the inside." The boss agreed, "Unlike us Chinese who are modest on the outside, we are also humble on the inside."
"We Chinese?" Lu Mingfei turned around and said with a strange expression, "Boss, you don't look like a Chinese."
The old man standing behind him, speaking a Beijing movie, looked like an out-and-out European.
With gray hair and iron-grey eyes, the handsomeness of his youth can still be seen on his thin cheeks.
He was wearing a bamboo cloth shirt, with a pair of iron eggs in his hand, and in the other hand he was carrying a plastic bag with a set of pancakes and fruits. This assimilated look was quite typical of an old bj.
"Of course I am Chinese, I am an authentic Henanese." The boss looked very determined.
"My parents are Germans who were stranded in China during World War II. Unfortunately, they both died, so I was raised by a couple from Henan, China. I am not so averse to being of German descent, but..." the boss slapped him.
Thigh, "German is so fucking difficult, I can't even learn a single sentence!"
Lu Mingfei quickly comforted him: "Boss, don't be depressed. I have a senior brother from Germany. I will introduce him to you another day so that you can feel the warmth of my hometown dialect."
The boss held a pair of iron eggs and said helplessly: "That's not necessary. I have long regarded this as my hometown."
Lu Mingfei said in surprise: "Boss, are you so obsessed with acting that you can't get out?"
The boss couldn't help but asked in confusion: "What did the customer say?"
"Does the boss have a habit of having nightmares at night?" Lu Mingfei asked without answering.
"Nightmare? Although I am old, I am still in good spirits and I have never had nightmares. What on earth did the guest want to say?" The boss squinted his eyes.
"How could it be possible? Senior Menike and the others have never come to see you once?" Lu Mingfei asked with a puzzled expression, "Is it possible that the underworld is also divided into areas these days, and the east and west are transnational communications, so communication is inconvenient?"
"Or... Mr. Friedrich von Long, you have long forgotten those brothers and sisters who were betrayed by you, and lived a happy life with money soaked in the blood of your comrades?"
The sunshine in the early morning of autumn flickered into this room, but the smile of the young man in front of him made the old man's heart tremble.
His face darkened, like a dark cloud before a rainstorm, "Young man, what are you talking about?"
He moved his feet slightly to ensure that he could escape out of the gate at any time. He stood in front of the gate. As long as the person in front of him was not crazy enough to dare to do anything in this city, he was in a position where he could evacuate at any time.
"Let's call you Lin Fenglong, the original name is too convoluted." Lu Mingfei shrugged.
The old man squinted his eyes, looked at the young man in front of him, and said: "I came prepared. But there are only a few people who know me. Who did you get the news about me from?"
"What if I say it's Principal Angers?" Lu Mingfei smiled sheepishly.
"...This joke is not funny." The old man was silent for a long time. "If Ange knew that I was here, he would have killed him long ago. He had many questions to ask me, but unfortunately I was destined to be unable to answer them, so I kept
To avoid him, there are certain things that must be brought to the coffin."
"I'm not that greedy, I just want to get some news from you."
"What?"
"Whose hands was Li Wuyue in before he was sent to Kassel Manor?"
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Coming out of the old alley, the aroma of fried dough sticks wafts in the air.
I don't know if it was because of his hard fists, but this old man was surprisingly easy to talk to. He only asked himself to promise not to reveal his identity to anyone in the secret party, and then he revealed some of the secrets of the past without any concealment.
The coffin that sealed Li Wuyue's dragon body was handed down from the Qing government.
What kind of person can seal a dragon king in a coffin?
He seemed to have found a clue about the Presbyterian Church.
Lu Mingfei wandered into a snack street, rounded up the snacks along the way, and walked into the subway station with large and small bags in his hands.
Blue smoke filled the air from nowhere.
One second he was in the subway station, and the next moment he appeared on a deserted waiting platform.
The sound of the rails rubbing against each other came from far to near, and dazzling lights shone out of the deep tunnel.
The train has arrived.
The blazing steam spotlight was on, the rusty folding iron door slowly opened, and behind the door was a dark carriage.
Lu Mingfei hummed a little tune and stepped onto this ghost train that seemed to lead to hell with a calm expression.
The iron door creaked shut behind him, and the train started again.
When he stopped again, he stood on an ancient platform.
Deep in the platform, a naked man stood in front of the TV. On the screen was still the old gambling god with toothless teeth, and beside him were a pile of potato chip bags.
Hearing the sound, the man turned his head. His facial features were as three-dimensional and perfect as a chisel, his eyebrows were bushy, and his expression was calm and powerful. It was just the childishness that sometimes appeared in his eyes, which formed a strong contrast with his appearance.
Just looking at his appearance, this guy didn't embarrass the Dragon Clan, nor did he embarrass Xia Mi.
When he saw Lu Mingfei coming, surprise appeared in his eyes, and he wanted to pounce on him. But before he could move, Lu Mingfei raised his hand to stop, and seriously refused: "Don't move! I don't want to be knocked down by a naked man!"
He threw the bags of snacks in his hand to the man, then picked up the clothes on the side and threw them on his head. He said helplessly: "You damn girl, put your clothes on for me! You really think I'm your nanny, right?"
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"It's really sad. After living for so long, how come you're still the same silly kid as before?" Lu Mingfei suddenly sighed, pinched his nose and stepped forward, starting with clothes, to put on clothes for this silly kid.
He remembered the last scene of his previous life.
It was obviously the final boss of the bj trip, but this stupid kid's limited IQ didn't know what was going on. Even if he was beaten by his sister, he couldn't change his dependence on her. How could he eat Xia Mi? He just
She hid herself, thinking that her sister would have time to play with her later.
At the end of the story, the dragon licked up all the blood on Xia Mi's body, turning her back into the flawless girl. Then he gently held her in his mouth and staggered forward aimlessly.
Where does he want to go?
Deep in the Nibelungs?
Or is it a world where no one disturbs them?
Lu Mingfei silently rubbed the silly child's head, and the silly child put his head against his hand to please him, getting close to his master like a pet.
"Pa." Lu Mingfei flicked his finger on the silly kid's forehead, "You idiot, you give me a little bit of self-consciousness about being the Dragon King!"
The silly kid shrank his neck out of habit, stuffed a piece of twist into his mouth, and bit it loudly.
Lu Mingfei sat next to him, sharing the delicious snacks in the bag with him.
He took out his cell phone and called someone.
"let's start."
He hung up the phone, pushed the man next to him, pointed at the world and said with a smile: "Bury this place, I will take you to another world."
The man was stunned for a moment, his eyes flashing with excitement and bright light.
He suddenly jumped up, countless scales pierced his skin and tore the new clothes he was wearing. He completed the transformation from human to dragon in an instant, and the majestic golden boy was full of monarch-like majesty.
He was once the king of the earth and the mountains. Even though his IQ was lower than five years old, he still held power enough to make the earth tremble.
Lu Mingfei covered his face and couldn't bear to look at this scene. He felt that he was a fool for dressing this guy before.
As a huge field unfolded, the gravel underfoot beat, huge bronze stones fell from the sky, and the Nibelung began to collapse.
The ground is cracking, everything is pulverizing, and the mighty wind is sweeping across the entire world, sweeping away everything in sight.
Under Fenrir's control, the Nibelungs were completely extinguished. Most of the weasels inside died first, and some of those who managed to escape ran into the dragnet set outside.
The only two living creatures left here are Lu Mingfei and Fenrir.
Lu Mingfei sat on the platform, looking at the apocalyptic scene in front of him, and actually felt that it was just like this.
He looked down at the date displayed on the phone screen.
There is still some time until February 2011.
However, he needs to prepare for their meeting.
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On November 23, 2010, the Nibelungen hidden in BJ was completely destroyed. Fenrir, the king of earth and mountains, and his sister Jörmungandr, who were sleeping in it, were killed by Ricardo M., a 2009 student at Kassel College.
On the way, he was killed by the blade of the seven deadly sins of alchemical weapons, and the whole mixed-race world was shocked.
On December 2, 2010, two special operations teams sent by Kassel College returned to the college to report their results.
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"Hello, hello? Is this my dear Mr. Sheriff Henkel?"
"If you fart, hurry up."
"I unexpectedly met an old man at BJ. I think you must be able to get along well with him!"
"who?"
"I didn't even tell the principal about this. I came to inform Sheriff Henkel first. Please take a look at the activity funds for next month..."
"An acquaintance of Angers?"
"Of course, I'm old enough to say that I miss you day and night is an understatement."
"I'm starting to get interested. Tell me who it is and I'll double it for you depending on the situation."
"Friedrich von Loon."
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After one or two chapters, you will officially enter the Dragon Third Line.