Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Sekiro

Mobile homes first originated in the United States in the 1950s. They can be traced back to early automobile and trolley road trips and were often used for camping.

After being introduced to China, this type of movable container house has been most used on construction sites. It is easy to build and affordable. A housing area for hundreds of people can be built on an open space in a few days.

After a hard day's work, workers will not overly pursue comfort and enter the mobile room to fall asleep.

Ten years ago, this place was one of the busiest areas in the city, with cranes, excavators, and large trucks transporting sand, gravel, cement and steel pipes.

During the day, the place is filled with noise as workers wearing hard hats build buildings at the construction site.

The government once planned this area as a "high-precision heavy industrial zone", and it was developed with great fanfare when it started, claiming to build Asia's number one special metals base. Foreign bosses came in to invest, and banks signed many loan agreements.

But the profits of the factories were extremely variable. By the time the banks noticed something was wrong and wanted to investigate these companies, the bosses had already taken the money and ran away. They have not been caught yet, leaving only a pile of mess waiting to be cleaned up.

You ask why Chu Zihang knows so clearly, because his father, Chu Tianjiao, is the dedicated driver for the boss of Media Asia Group, the largest company in the "High-Precision Heavy Industrial Zone".

Six years ago, before Media Asia Group ran away, Chu Zihang could communicate with his father one day a week.

On Saturdays, his father would pick him up and sometimes take him here to visit. For dinner in the evening, he would definitely eat braised intestines from a street stall next to the construction site. After dinner, he would take him to the bathhouse to take a bath and let him Rub Dad's back.

Chu Zihang was no stranger to these buildings. After his father disappeared, he came here alone, trying to find the things his father left behind.

But at that time, Media Asia Group and other companies had already disappeared. In the end, he only found out about his father's single dormitory from an old man who looked after the door. The old man took him in and looked around, but found nothing.

When leaving, Chu Zihang wanted to buy a braised large intestine rice bowl from a familiar street stall, but the aunt who set up the stall had already changed positions.

After the company went bankrupt, the workers dispersed in droves. Without people to eat, there was naturally no business. Chu Zihang didn't eat anything that night and walked home alone.

Those memories are buried deep in his heart.

He looked at the mobile home area from a distance. The rain washed away the rusted iron panels. No one had lived here for several years and it was overgrown with weeds.

This is the edge of the city. Because of the typhoon and heavy rain, the security guards who were still here to guard the door have also left. There will be no one in this place.

"We are close to the center of elemental turbulence." EVA said.

Chu Zihang stepped on the brakes and the Panamera stopped on the side of the road, opened the door and took photos with his mobile phone.

The huge waterspout connected the sky and the earth, and the rain curtain was cut open. The location was the factory area that had not yet been built. Rusted steel pipes and steel bars were placed on the overgrown wasteland, and the red bricks were swept into the storm.

There were electric snakes in the storm and nothing could be seen clearly.

Chu Zihang is still some distance away from it, and the next road is not suitable for driving, so he can only walk.

But at this time, at the end of the road, black shadows appeared, the dark and simple hoods shone with dark golden light, their arms were sickle-shaped, and they seemed not to be human.

Chu Zihang recognized them, they were Odin's deadliest servants.

That rainy night, these guys were chasing the Maybach like crazy on the viaduct. Chu Zihang, who was still a junior high school student, came into contact with the world of dragons for the first time through the car window.

A question arose in Chu Zihang's mind: Is this the Nibelungen or the real world?

But the situation in front of him didn't give him time to think. The shadows gathered more and more, forming a wall and blocking the road ahead.

They dragged their black robes forward, their cold gazes coveting fresh flesh and blood, and the sound of rain mixed with their low murmurs made people feel chilled from the bottom of their hearts.

"The fact that you are here means that Odin is also nearby, right?" Chu Zihang was carrying a canvas bag, his legs were spread apart, his windbreaker was rustling, and his hair was shiny because it was wet, and he looked very much like the man before.

The shadows have no memory, otherwise they would remember that the man's name is Chu Tianjiao.

The sound of babies crying spread like a plague, and they became excited. The smell of fresh meat and blood made them active. It was the raw taste they longed for.

Chu Zihang looked around, trying to find Odin, but unfortunately, there were only Odin's loyal servants here.

It seems that Odin has other things to do and has no time to care about a human who is as weak as a bug.

The iron-green knife was unsheathed, the blade stood upright, and a finger was pressed on the tip of the knife. Even the dripping rainwater was cut in half by the sharpness of the blade.

Although it is only an imitation, it is also an extremely excellent alchemical weapon.

"Commissioner Chu Zihang, I suggest you retreat temporarily. The fastest support will arrive in 10 minutes." EVA's voice came through the Bluetooth headset.

The question just now has been answered, and the communication with EVA has not been cut off, so Chu Zihang is still in the present world, not the Nibelungen.

"Do you think they will let me go?" Chu Zihang stood with a knife, his mobile phone was placed in a canvas bag and left on the roadside.

"Head-on confrontation is not a good choice. Based on the analysis of your past mission completion results, the final survival rate of you fighting these deadpools is only 16.521%. If you choose to retreat, your survival rate will increase to 65.213%. "

"EVA, when you calculated, you added one less variable." The golden color in Chu Zihang's eyes became more intense.

Raindrops fell on his skin and turned into white steam.

He breathed slowly, his heart pulsing powerfully.

The shadows stopped in place and looked at Chu Zihang warily.

There was a violent outburst!

A violent aura emanated from his body, and the surface of his muscles was covered with thin blue-grey scales. The joints in his hands were widened, his facial bones were protruding, and his golden pupils seemed to be burning.

At this moment, he no longer has a human form.

The black shadows rushed up, hooking their sickle-like claws on the iron railings of the viaduct. They ran on the steel cliff, causing violent sparks from friction.

Countless claw shadows waved in the rain curtain, aiming straight for Chu Zihang's vitals.

Chu Zihang was surrounded, not only in front of him, but also behind him were lurking dead men. These cold dead things without body temperature hung upside down under the viaduct like bats.

EVA only noticed Deadpool in front of it, so the best option given after calculation was to escape. However, Chu Zihang was in the situation and knew that once he chose to escape, he would end up being cut into pieces and become Deadpool's meal. , being divided and eaten.

The claws swung, aiming at the fragile throat, a fatal blow to the head, and the soft belly.

These Deadpools were obviously here to take Chu Zihang's life. They were not like ordinary Deadpools, with no IQ to speak of. Instead, they were like well-trained assassination troops who cooperated with each other tacitly.

Chu Zihang's fate could almost be predicted. His throat was cut and blood flowed out; his head was smashed and red and white brains poured out; his belly was cut open and his intestines and internal organs fell to the ground.

These pictures excited Deadpool, and they couldn't help but want to have a feast.

Judging from their thin body shape, Odin is not a good BOSS, because his subordinates will most likely not have enough to eat.

"Yan Ling·Jun Yan!"

Gu Ao's syllables echoed in Chu Zihang's mouth, and Jun Yan's domain was released!

The high temperature evaporated a dark red transparent air world, like a rubber man using second gear. The white steam suddenly filled Chu Zihang's surroundings, covering his field of vision.

What followed was a deafening violent explosion!

The scorching flames exploded, like the bright fireworks on New Year's Eve gathered in a tiny patch of sky.

The fog dissipated, and the steel guardrail turned a dazzling golden red, like steel bars just spit out from a hot rolling mill, close to the melting point.

Jun Yan creates a powerful explosion, comparable to an RPG.

The black shadow at the center of the explosion was blown to pieces. There were only a few sickle claws connected with flesh and blood on the ground. The fractures were burnt black and were close to carbonization.

The black shadows on the edge were blasted away by the aftermath. They were bombarded by the blast onto the rock wall inlaid with pebbles and fell heavily.

Using "Jun Yan" is quite physically demanding. Chu Zihang put away his domain and pulled out the Beretta 92F from his waist.

boom! boom! boom!

Three gunshots were fired, followed by the explosion of the heads of three black figures.

Jun Yan enchanted the bullet and exploded the moment it entered Deadpool's brain.

This is Jun Yan's high-level technique, which can produce lethality comparable to grenades with very little consumption.

On last year's Free Day, Chu Zihang was not yet proficient in using Jun Yan, but during the winter vacation after that, he practiced hard, sneaking out of his home every night and going to the deserted riverside to train.

He poured the power of the spirit into a stone the size of a bullet and controlled it from exploding.

From the beginning, the stones exploded the moment they were infused with the spirit of speech. Later, he could hold ten stones infused with the spirit of speech and float them away at the same time. Now, he has mastered this high-level skill and his control has been greatly improved. Big improvement.

And he felt extraordinarily awake.

The news that Odin was nearby made his brain become more active than ever before, and his body also became lighter.

He drew the knife forward, and the explosion of blood brought him a powerful physical improvement, and also made him more like a dragon.

A green sword flashed, and he cut off a Deadpool's head. Thick black blood splashed onto his face. He turned slightly to avoid the attack from behind, and Murasame's sword pierced into Deadpool's head. The heart was stained with the strong smell of blood.

There was a thunder, and the thick lightning penetrated the old antenna on the roof of the prefabricated house. The electric light illuminated Chu Zihang's sculpture-like side face, and the blood outlined a totem-like mark on the side face, as if he was the harvester. Death of life.

But the situation was not optimistic. Deadpool, who was bombarded by Jun Yan's aftermath, stood up again, and they formed a circle, surrounding Chu Zihang.

In numbers, they were overwhelming.

Chu Zihang knew that he couldn't hold back.

The survival probability calculated by EVA just now is not alarmist.

In previous missions, Chu Zihang also used explosive blood. The reason why he likes to be a lone ranger is because explosive blood will cause part of his body to transform into a dragon, which must not be seen by people in the academy.

EVA's performance is better than Norma, so the 16.521% survival rate was calculated by her on the premise that Chu Zihang mastered "explosion of blood".

Even if his hidden strength is added in, the probability of surviving to the end is probably only about 50%, because the number of Deadpools is more than what EVA calculated!

But Odin, his enemy, was nearby, how could he die before taking revenge!

Raging flames burned in Chu Zihang's heart, the fine scales on his body opened and closed, and the knotted muscles stood out like iron tendons. He chanted again, the domain expanded, and the blood vessels under the scales flowed at high speed.

Second bloodshed!

Deadpool, who had suffered a loss, immediately jumped back. They didn't know the name of the human in front of them, but they could tell that in this state, he was definitely not easy to mess with.

But it was still a step too late, Jun Yan's domain expanded again at the moment of violent bloodshed!

Chu Zihang's bloodline was further purified, high-pressure blood flow washed through his body, incredible subtle changes penetrated into every cell, and a power as rich as wine flowed in his blood vessels.

The heart made of flesh and blood beat like a war drum, squeezing out the hot blood of the dragon. He couldn't help but let out a hoarse roar, he really looked like a monster.

The power brought by the second violent blood attack was overwhelming, and the black-red air currents wandered around the edge of Jun Yan's domain, like countless transparent snakes.

Chu Zihang's figure was almost invisible because his whole body was covered in blazing flames!

Like the dazzling light of the midday sun, the damp weeds growing in the cracks of the rock walls were dried, withered and then burned to ashes in the same instant.

The shadows around Chu Zihang suffered the same fate.

Those who were too late to escape from the realm of King Flame were burned by the violent fire. The first place that ignited was their cloak, and then they were engulfed by the flames and could no longer make a sound.

This time the explosion in Junyan's domain was silent. There was no explosion, but it made people even more heart-stopping.

Most of the dead waiters were killed, and Chu Zihang panted slightly. The attack just now consumed a considerable part of his physical strength.

The real master hasn't shown up yet, so we can't just use up all our strength.

He raised his knife and sprinted forward. The Deadpools were timid, but still stood in front of him, as if their master had given them an order not to let anyone pass here.

As the sharp blade danced, Chu Zihang's movements were like a waltz dancer, elegant and powerful.

Thick black blood was cut from the shadow's throat by Murasame, but the blade was not stained with any color.

Chu Zihang threw Deadpool's body onto the viaduct under the storm. He was also on the bridge and was forced to the bridge by the Deadpool group. He was severely scarred.

He took out the thermobaric grenade bomb from his waist, bit off the fuse with his teeth, and threw it into the group of Deadpools.

Before the explosion stopped, another grenade was thrown.

A Deadpool staggered out of the mushroom cloud. Its hood was blown away, revealing its ugly face, covered with black scales and sharp teeth exposed, as if it had no gums or mouth.

Chu Zihang cut off its head and stood with a knife.

The road was full of potholes, corpses were strewn everywhere, and a huge crack was opened in the guardrail of the viaduct, as if a truck had crashed through it.

Thanks to "tears will flow when I speak my heart", "-Xue Bi-", "the emperor of the country's subjugation" for the 100-point reward