Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

In that instant, he had a strange feeling, as if a fierce wind had cut through his skin, blown away the blood droplets in his wound, scattered and shattered in the air, and blown away along with his life.

The old patriarch's heart skipped a beat. Judging from the change in weight in his hand and the chill that swept across his hand, the newcomer had slashed the Colt M1911 diagonally in half from near the handle, without injuring his skin.

The gun was no longer usable, and he still had a rapier hidden in his cane. He had used this sword to defeat countless opponents in his youth, but now he didn't even have the courage to draw it.

The fact that the visitor didn't even cut off his hand is enough to prove that the other party had no malicious intent.

He tried his best to remain calm, to stop his body from trembling, and steadily turned his head to look.

He immediately froze on the spot.

There were four people in front of me, three of whom were acquaintances.

To be precise, they were Xiaoqiang's "ordinary" friends who he brought back.

The man closest to him was a male college student who had come for "academic exchange." The last time they met, he seemed like a rigorous and erudite science student. Now, he was carrying a long knife at an angle, the knife gleaming coldly in the moonlight, as if moonlight might flow down the blade and onto the ground at any moment.

Upon closer inspection, it's clear that those jet-black eyes are concealed by colored contact lenses. One wonders how majestic his golden eyes would be if he removed them.

"Senior brother, put away your knife. We are civilized people," said the youngest-looking boy among the three people behind.

The young man with the knife sheathed it, the blade's sharpness contained within, yet the young man himself was a knife, his edge still commanding respect.

He gripped the scabbard and retreated to the side of the boy who had spoken. The old clan chief then turned his gaze to the boy.

The boy in the moonlight waved to him, his eyes as clear as a child's.

If he's not so old and senile, that boy seems to be Xiaoqiang's boyfriend whom she brought home before, right?

I think his name was Lu Mingfei?

The old clan chief's face twitched slightly, and he thought to himself that old people tend to have more dreams.

And so, tonight he had a bizarre and fantastical dream.

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88. The Background of Chapter 87

In front of the El Salvador family ancestral land.

The moonlight shone on the mottled path of the ancient site, casting long shadows of the five people.

The doorman at Salvador's house was taken aback.

Suddenly, I saw the master taking an evening walk, bringing back four young men.

When the old man approached, the gatekeeper realized that he hadn't fallen asleep and was dreaming while on night duty, and quickly opened the gate.

The reason we arranged to meet in the abandoned theater was mainly because I didn't trust outsider hunters.

Although he still didn't trust the four unfathomable young men in front of him, he had already invited them to his home as guests when Lu Mingfei and the other two arrived.

It's practically like letting a wolf into the house.

Therefore, there is no need to hide it now. Rather than negotiating while feeding mosquitoes in the wild, it is better to go home and talk.

Although his daughter Shaya, Cersei, and granddaughter Su Xiaoqiang were not very powerful in combat, his son and grandson Tulio had at least inherited some of his bloodline, enough to light up his golden eyes and unleash his Word of Power.

During the day, the women in the house were forcibly moved to a safe place. At this moment, apart from the hired servants, only his son and grandson were in the house, fully armed and waiting to be moved.

"Please." The gatekeeper opened the door, and the old patriarch led Lu Mingfei and the other three into the small manor.

His son and grandson are now hiding in the courtyard of this small manor. He had no intention of killing anyone, but as the head of the family, he had to be responsible for everyone's safety.

Chu Zihang and Su Qian had only taken a few steps inside the door when they suddenly stopped, their gazes falling on two inconspicuous corners of the courtyard.

Old clan chief: ...

“Come out, Tulio,” Lu Mingfei called out to a corner, “Don’t stay out here feeding the mosquitoes at night, come inside with us.”

Old clan chief: ...

What a ghost.

His son and grandson were both trained by him in the Portuguese Special Police Force, one of the most professional and elite counter-terrorism units in all of Europe.

If Lu Mingfei knew what he was thinking, he would definitely complain that the Portuguese special police force was nothing compared to the elite retired Navy SEALs who were the school's janitors, and even then, many people were rejected during recruitment.

“Roger, Tulio, come out. They… are not enemies,” the old patriarch said.

Roger? Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, thinking that someone from the One Piece set had traveled over.

Seeing Su Xiaoqiang's uncle and Tulio emerge from the corner, he realized that "Roger" must be the name of Su Xiaoqiang's uncle, who is also Tulio's father.

To be honest, my uncle's rugged beard and imposing height really do resemble Roger's.

“Brother Lu Mingfei? You guys?” Tulio looked blankly at the three familiar faces in front of him.

Just a few days ago, he was planning to take Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang to the red-light district.

……

In the reception room.

The reception room was quite spacious; even with seven people inside, it didn't feel crowded.

The maid poured tea for everyone in the room, and then left on the orders of the old clan chief.

“Four of you, if the commission agreement is correct, only one hunter should have accepted my commission,” the old clan chief said, turning his gaze to Lu Mingfei. “And I didn’t even know that Xiao Qiang’s friend was also a hunter.”

He deliberately emphasized the word "friend".

“We are a hunter team. Coming to Portugal for academic research is just an excuse. Actually, we came here in advance to prepare for the mission. We just didn’t expect that Little Fairy’s family would be our employer. It’s really a coincidence,” Lu Mingfei said without changing his expression, pointing to Old Tang and introducing him, “This is our captain, Ronald Tang.”

Although this was a plan that had been prepared beforehand, Lao Tang still felt immense pressure when he heard Lu Mingfei say it in a formal setting.

How could a weakling hybrid, who was only slightly famous on the Hunter website, dare to become the "captain" of the Secret Society's elites?

However, since this was the plan, he could only bite the bullet and put on a big shot's air, saying, "Chief El Salvador, your request this time is very difficult for us."

"What?" The old clan chief already had a guess in his mind.

“Based on the findings of my team and my... team members, your granddaughter’s disappearance is likely closely related to the local branch of the Solomon Temple,” Old Tang said. “I would even go so far as to make an irresponsible guess: I suspect that the branch here kidnapped her.”

Although he was mentally prepared, the old patriarch's hand still trembled slightly. He lowered his eyes to hide the shock in them and sighed, "As expected of the famous hunter Ronald Tang. There have been rumors on the hunter website that you don't actually have much strength and that your fame and the completion of several dangerous big commissions are all due to luck. Now it seems that it was just a rumor spread by some jealous people."

Old Tang was a little embarrassed, thinking to himself that this was really not a rumor, and that he had gotten to where he was today by sheer luck.

He is naturally more resistant to paranormal events, or rather, dragon-related events. For example, if someone enters an ancient tomb and is affected by illusion traps, he will not be affected.

While others might encounter mummies or resurrected corpses, he has never. Even if someone attracts dangerous creatures like zombies or tomb guardians, he won't be hunted down. Those supernatural beings will only relentlessly pursue their original target.

Therefore, some people in the industry have given him the nickname "Lucky Tang".

Of course, you can't say these things to your employer. No matter how lucky you are, nothing puts you at ease as long as you have strong abilities.

“Now you should be able to have an open and honest conversation with me,” Old Tang said. “You’ve seen my mission completion record; I never fail. So please believe me, I want to save your granddaughter just as much as you do, so as not to tarnish my perfect resume.”

This is a common tactic used by hunters. Everyone here is a dirty adult; if he claims to be a champion of justice, no one will believe him. But if he says he wants to protect his professional reputation, then it seems quite reasonable.

“What you found is correct. My granddaughter Amber was indeed kidnapped by the Solomon Temple, but…” The old patriarch sighed deeply, “To be precise, she wasn’t kidnapped, but betrayed by my granddaughter Elena.”

Old Tang and his three companions were stunned.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but confirm, "The Elena you mentioned is Little Fairy's cousin."

"Yes," the old patriarch sighed.

Even Lu Mingfei was somewhat surprised.

He had considered many possibilities, one of which was that Elena had betrayed her family and joined the Solomon Temple, but he always felt that the possibility of such a thing was very low.

After all, Su Xiaoqiang kept praising her cousin Elena, saying how good, gentle, and kind she was, so Lu Mingfei subconsciously felt that Elena was unlikely to be a bad person.

Now listen to the old clan leader...

“It was Elena who sent Amber to the Solomon Temple, but the real culprit is me.” The old patriarch closed his eyes in anguish.

“Grandpa…” Tulio’s expression was conflicted.

Lu Mingfei and the other three exchanged glances, and even Chu Zihang could see a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered a sentence Susie had said yesterday when she teased him about the possibility of him being regarded by the Salvador family as the hope for continuing their bloodline: "Generally speaking, families whose lineage is on the verge of collapse will instill the idea of ​​'continuing the bloodline at all costs' in their family members from a young age."

After a moment's thought, he asked the old patriarch, "Could it be that you instilled ideas like 'continue the bloodline at all costs' in your children from a young age, which led Elena astray?"

The old clan chief and his children and grandchildren were all stunned.

“You’re right,” the old patriarch said with a bitter smile, his face wrinkled. “This is the mistake I made, and fate has punished my descendants.”

Tulio opened his mouth as if to defend his grandfather, but ultimately couldn't say anything.

The old patriarch waved his hand, indicating that Leo didn't need to say anything, and then began to explain the whole story:

"Of my children, only my eldest son Roger and eldest daughter Tia inherited the bloodline and could light up their golden eyes. From a young age, I told them that we are the noble Salvadoran clan, that our ancestors were glorious dragon slayers, members of the Thai royal family, and that they are the hope for continuing the bloodline and reviving the family. At that time, I was unwavering in everything I did, believing that I could do anything to continue the family's dragon bloodline, and Roger and Tia were also influenced by me."

“Roger is right in front of you now. His son Tulio and daughter Elena have also inherited the dragon blood. My other two daughters, and their respective daughters, are ordinary people with weak bloodlines. They can't even light up their golden eyes, so they can hardly be considered hybrids.”

“When Tulio and Irene were young, I gave them the same advice I gave Roger and Tia. But by then I had wavered because Roger and Tia had sacrificed so much under my influence. I began to doubt my own thoughts. Was it really right to sacrifice the happiness of my family now for future glory?”

"Later, as I grew older, I became more and more skeptical. Tulio and Irene also grew up. Finally, because of something, I completely regretted what I had done before."

The old patriarch paused here, then turned to Tulio: "Before that incident, this boy didn't go to the red-light district every day like he does now. He was a hardworking and excellent young man."

Tulio looked embarrassed.

The old patriarch continued, "Because of that incident, I gave up on continuing the bloodline. I only hope that my descendants can find their own happiness. Even if the family name and glory are cut off, I think it is worth it."

“But Elena is different from me. Perhaps because she was too deeply influenced by me when she was young, she didn’t understand my remorse. She had a big fight with me, accused me of betraying the glory of our ancestors, and then left the family.”

“When we saw her again, the child had already joined the Solomon Temple,” Roger said, clenching his fist. “It’s not just my father’s fault, it’s also mine. When she and Tulio were young, I also shared my father’s ideas, putting the continuation of the family above the happiness of my children. I… was not a good father.”

As Elena's father, he remained remarkably calm, but occasionally one could still see complex pain in his eyes and expression.

“Dad…” Tulio placed a hand on his father’s shoulder, then fell silent.

The four of them, including Lu Mingfei, looked at each other, helpless in the face of the sudden somber and oppressive atmosphere.

They've never experienced anything like this either.

Lu Mingfei... Don't even mention him. Before meeting Tony, no one expected him to accomplish anything. Oh, his aunt hoped he could get into a good university, but not as good as her son Lu Mingze, so that she could both give an explanation to the money Lu Mingfei's parents sent and also be able to hold her head high in front of Qiao Weini.

Chu Zihang is the son of a super hybrid, and even without awakening his bloodline, his tenacious and single-minded character destined him to be no ordinary person.