Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

After a pause, Caesar quickened his pace to catch up with the man. He quietly turned the Dick Tudo that was pressing on the man's shoulder, with the side of the blade facing the figure hiding in the darkness and ambushing him.

However, Caesar obviously still underestimated this man's vigilance and reaction ability. This was a tactical expert with a lot of practical experience, and also a top beast hunter. In front of such a person, even a momentary pause would become a fatal flaw!

Suddenly, a knife was unsheathed in the darkness, the dark shadow hidden in the dark suddenly moved, and Caesar also moved.

The two men attacked almost at the same time, and the moment their murderous intent was revealed, a cold wind cut into their faces... but it was the middle-aged man's face that was cut.

He was caught between two fierce murderous intentions, like an ant caught in two opposing surging torrents. The overwhelming coldness almost suffocated him, and the strong wind coming towards him almost tore him apart.

The man was enveloped in a huge fear, and he instinctively wanted to scream, but he was suppressed by his remaining sanity, because he knew that in this situation, if he dared to scream and irritate these two killer-like characters, he would definitely die.

So he bit the tip of his tongue, and his screams turned into whimpers, like a dying dog.

Caesar hardly held back as Dick Tudor swung with such force that he could clearly feel the blade of the hunting knife hitting a long, hard metal bar. The sharp contact between the metal stung his eardrums, and fine sparks flew everywhere, as if an iron tree had burst into bloom.

The huge reaction force made Caesar's wrist shake violently, and the knuckles were shaken so hard that Caesar was shocked.

He could feel that the other party was holding a weapon similar to a Japanese long sword. This kind of weapon was sharp, but in fact it did not have an advantage in a close-range head-on fight.

But Caesar's Dictator is an unmatched hunting knife. The advantage of a hunting knife is its power. His swing of the knife is called "slashing", but in fact "hacking" is more appropriate. Caesar can chop hard rocks into pieces with a full force of the knife.

But Caesar felt as if he had struck against a rock. He had almost never been at a disadvantage in the first move of close combat, and even the odds of a draw were slim. Yet, facing this opponent wielding a Japanese sword, he had, for the first time, exerted all his might and yet still failed to break the opponent's moves. This meant that, if the superiority of their weapons was disregarded, in a pure contest of strength, wouldn't the opponent still hold the upper hand?

Without giving Caesar time to think, the opponent's second sword was slashed out after a brief accumulation of power.

What a sharp sword technique, even the sound of the wind was cut through with a sharp hiss. Caesar was surprised to find that not only was the opponent's strength higher, but his speed and reaction were also better than his?

Caesar quickly raised Dicklato to block the sharp blade, but to his surprise, the sharp sound of the wind changed its tone, and the opponent's blade slid through a strange arc, avoiding Dicklato's cut.

The opponent's attack no longer posed a threat to Caesar, but Caesar's dicruto did not change its trajectory and would undoubtedly land on the opponent's shoulder. Even if the opponent had a body of iron and steel, the power of this knife would at least cause the opponent's entire shoulder to collapse.

But the next moment Caesar realized that the opponent's knife was not aimed at him at all. The target of the sharp blade was the middle-aged man he was holding hostage!

Damn, this guy is ridiculously strong and ferocious, and the connection between his attacks requires no reaction time at all. His precise intuition and excellent instincts are like a beast!

Caesar was confident that he could seriously injure the opponent with one blow, but the opponent's blow could kill the middle-aged man directly!

Could it be that this person was the boss behind the scenes? So from the beginning, his target wasn't him, but the middle-aged man in front of him? Could it be that they weren't in the same group?

Or is this an attempt to silence someone?

What a vicious guy!

Of course, Caesar would not let the other party succeed. He swung the Dick Tudor and suddenly retracted the knife. He grabbed the man's collar with that irresistible force and pulled him down. The sharp blade passed over the man's head. Caesar raised the short-barreled shotgun in his left hand and used the metal tip of the gun to block the other party's blade from cutting down.

With a "click", the metal barrel of the gun was instantly cut off by the knife, but this also bought Caesar a brief opportunity. He pulled the man back quickly, knocked the man unconscious with the remaining part of the shotgun and threw him against the wall.

After getting rid of the burden, Caesar faced off silently in the darkness, and then it was time for a one-on-one duel between the men.

Caesar touched the smooth surface of the hunting rifle's muzzle. The metal was as smooth as if it had been polished, which meant that the opponent's sword-swinging force and speed must be as swift as a tornado.

He was unusually excited. It had been a long time since he had met such an equally matched opponent. He felt the blood in his body begin to heat up. However, he had an illusion that the guy opposite him gave him a feeling of familiarity yet strangeness... like an old rival he had suddenly met again.

The other party still did not give him time to think. Caesar heard the man suddenly take a deep breath, which was a sign of launching an attack. Caesar decided to strike first.

He immediately raised the hunting rifle in his left hand and pulled the trigger. There was a loud bang, and the bright flames instantly illuminated the darkness in front of him, but did not illuminate any human figures.

The other party suddenly disappeared, and more than a dozen lead bullets missed the target. Some shot deeper into the passage, and some bounced off the hard wall. Caesar ignored the chaotic sounds and used his sickle-weasel to capture the man's figure. He suddenly looked up.

The sound of wind came from above, and the air was torn apart. The man had ghostly speed, like a shadow falling from the sky with a wind blade.

But in the territory of "Sickle Weasel", speed is useless. The greater the air fluctuations stirred up by the opponent, the clearer the perception in Caesar's mind.

The two swords came into close combat, and there was a loud bang like a bomb exploding. The flames were swept up by the violent airflow. This time Caesar saw the opponent's sword clearly. The slender blade was black. Caesar was stunned... He had the impression that there were not many Japanese swords with black blades.

Both sides were shocked by this astonishing confrontation. After the man landed, he quickly pounced on Caesar again. Caesar squatted slightly to lower his center of gravity, and swung the hunting rifle in his left hand forward, making a feint. In his right hand, Dick Tudo drew his knife from his waist, swung it in a perfect arc like an axe, and chopped at the oncoming figure with the strength of his entire upper body.

This was originally his secret weapon to deal with Chu Zihang's thirteen consecutive slashes. He would use a chopping technique that was heavier and more ferocious than his opponent's. The opponent would not be able to absorb the force and would be shocked back. Chu Zihang's high-speed continuous slashing like chopping a tree was forced to stop.

As expected, the man was shocked by Caesar and took two steps back, but Caesar almost threw Dick out. The extremely high temperature began to spread from the blade, and in a short time, the handle was heated to an unbearable level, as if it had been soaked in boiling water.

Caesar looked up and was surprised to find that in the thick darkness, the opponent's blade was faintly crimson. The knife was heated to an astonishingly high temperature, which was equivalent to the man holding a red-hot iron bar!

Powerful combat capability, calm judgment, a black Japanese sword, the ability to change temperature... That's right, there can't be a second person like him in this world!

Caesar was still in shock when the man's blade came again, slicing his throat with a high temperature. Caesar shouted, "Chu Zihang!"

It can be seen that the figure hesitated for a moment, and the blade turned into a back and hit Caesar's chest. Caesar raised Dick Tuiduo to block it, half shocked and half angry. Even if the opponent restrained his strength and murderous intent, if this tempered knife really hit his chest, it would at least burn off a layer of his skin!

"You didn't recognize me when I called your name? How come you suddenly became so much stronger? Do you want to kill me, bastard!" Caesar roared.

"There are so many sword masters in Japan, how can I be sure it's you?" Chu Zihang emerged from the darkness. "And you showed up with another man. Lu Mingfei has already been captured, so you shouldn't have many acquaintances in Japan."

"You should have been in the venue just now, right? I was sitting in the front row. It should be easy for me to find me in the crowd, right?" Caesar asked back with a confident tone.

The student union president should have such confidence. He has an upright figure, a handsome face and eye-catching blond hair. He is always the most conspicuous one in the crowd. Even if people's eyes scan over thousands of people, they will subconsciously notice Caesar. The cadres of the student union all say that anyone standing next to Caesar is like the sun surrounded by stars.

"Excuse me for being blunt, but you now look no different from those bad boys who dye their hair blonde." Chu Zihang said honestly.

Caesar was stunned. He remembered how dusty he looked now, and thought that there were many bad boys with dyed blond hair and wearing leather jackets here. Caesar had no reason to feel depressed. It turned out that the popular student union president turned into a bad boy with dyed blond hair after he fell into disgrace?

"Now is not the time to be depressed about losing your image." Chu Zihang patted Caesar's shoulder and said in a serious tone, "Something is wrong here. It's too strange. So many gangs have gathered here. How could the Sheqi Eight Clan not notice this place?"

"Maybe their elite troops died in battle on the sea? The group of corpses and the dragon at that time were really scary. I thought we were going to die at the bottom of the sea." Caesar said with lingering fear.

"I believe the others died, but do you think that elephant tortoise would die in that kind of place?" Chu Zihang's eyes were looking somewhere in the darkness.

"You're right, it's very strange." Caesar nodded and suddenly looked at Chu Zihang, "Are you being sentimental? Are you sentimental too?"

Chu Zihang ignored Caesar's teasing and turned to walk deeper into the passage.

Caesar also stood up and walked a distance away. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he turned back and picked up a fainted middle-aged man from the corner and carried him on his shoulders.

……

"Mr. Lu, I found the key number zero!"

A real voice appeared in the distance.

"And your knife! I brought your knife with me!"

Chapter 245 Rescue and Escape

Aso Makoto came jogging out of the darkness, holding a bunch of silver keys in his hand and a Japanese sword with a black scabbard in his arms.

She was very happy because she felt that she had just helped Mr. Caesar and now she could help Mr. Lu Mingfei.

Aso really felt that these gentlemen were very good people. She knew that these people had a high status and even their families had to treat them as guests of honor, but they were all kind people. Everyone was gentle and polite to her. When she saw Lu Mingfei trapped in a cage and about to be auctioned, she was almost anxious to death. Now she could finally do something for him.

"Don't come over." Lu Mingfei in the cage suddenly shouted.

"Ah?" Zhen subconsciously slowed down his jogging pace and stopped not far from the cage, feeling a little confused.

"Don't come near this side." Lu Mingfei said in a deep voice, his tone rapid. "Miss Zhen, I have a way to escape. They can't do anything to me, but it's very dangerous for you. I know you are a kind girl, and I am very grateful that you risked your life to save me, but you can't stay here. It's not too late to leave now."

"But... I brought your keys." Makoto Aso raised the keys in his hand and shook them. The clinking of metal keys was crisp and loud in the darkness. "At least let me let you out, okay? I'll leave right after I let you out."

Aso Shinya was a little anxious and involuntarily took two more steps towards cage number zero where Lu Mingfei was imprisoned.

"I told you, don't come near me anymore!" Lu Mingfei suddenly yelled, "Leave, leave now! I said I don't need you to save me!"

Aso Zhen stood there, bewildered. They had been happily chatting at the booth just now. Although Mr. Lu Mingfei's appearance had changed greatly, his personality was still as kind and amiable as ever. Even after she pushed him here, he repeatedly warned her that he didn't need to save him. Aso Zhen knew that this was out of concern for her...

But after she got a key, things seemed different. Mr. Lu Mingfei seemed like a different person. His suddenly fierce tone and ferocious appearance made him look like a... man-eating beast.

Aso Makoto was not afraid of him, she just wanted to help him...but she also felt that she might have done something wrong, which was why Mr. Lu Mingfei was so angry.

"Good lady, you should really listen to him."

Another voice sounded not far away. Aso Shin turned her head to look in that direction, but she was just an ordinary person. Her eyesight was not enough to see clearly what was there and who was talking in such thick darkness.

"Who is it... Is there anyone there?" Aso asked cautiously.

"Miss, you probably don't know me. I'm Lot Number Four, a friend of Lot Number Zero, and I'm a wizard," the figure in the darkness introduced himself. "I was just auctioned off before Lot Number Zero came out, and I've been sitting here ever since. I was watching you when you pushed Lot Number Zero over here. I have excellent vision in the dark. Since I was a child, people have praised me for having owl-like eyes."

The man's voice was sinister, and seemed to carry a faint smile... Aso was not sure.

"So you're Mr. Ming Fei's friend." Masao Shin patted his chest and said, "Hello, Mr. Wizard. My name is Masao Shin. You can just call me Shin."

"Mr. Wizard is also trapped in a cage, right? Why not escape with us?" Zhen suddenly remembered, "I took all the keys I saw when I was looking for something just now. Yours should be in there too. Please wait, I'll help you look..."

"It's really touching that you took so much trouble for me, beautiful lady. But unfortunately, my key is not among the pile. You won't be able to find it." The wizard smiled and sighed softly, "What a kind girl! I really don't want to kill you. It's such a pity for a young and beautiful girl to die in such a dirty place."

"Ah?" Aso looked up in confusion, unable to understand the meaning of the man's words for a moment.

"There's something wrong with this guy. Stay there and don't move. Don't come over here." Lu Mingfei said to Makoto Aso.

Zhen immediately realized that something was wrong. She stopped where she was, not daring to breathe.

Lu Mingfei looked at the man in the iron cage next to him who claimed to be a wizard and asked, "Who are you?"

"My friend, are you suffering from amnesia? I have introduced myself many times, wizard, I am a wizard!"

"I'm asking about your identity."

"My identity is a wizard. I told you I have a wizard certificate. I'm a legitimate one, remember?"

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and suppressed the anger surging in his chest.

If he weren't trapped in a cage, he'd really like to jump up and slam two daggers down on the back of that guy's head, beating him and cursing: "A fucking wizard, a fucking wizard! Your Chinese teacher only taught you to recognize those two words, right? If you love wizards so much, why don't you get the word "wizard" tattooed on your face? A bright red one on the left and one on the right would be so conspicuous, saving me the trouble of wasting time introducing it to others! Look at you, a lousy wizard, you're so cocky. Do you think you can drop Frostmourne or summon a Death Knight?

"Then let me ask this another way. What is your position? Or, in other words, who do you work for?" Lu Mingfei asked. "The Eight Snake Clans? Or the Fierce Ghost Clan?"

"What a sad question! It's like you're asking me who I live for, but I'm not one of the options." The man sighed softly and changed the subject, "But I can tell you that I don't belong to the Snake Eight Clans, nor do I belong to the Fierce Ghost Clan. I work for that master, and I live for that master."

The man's tone was mixed with a hint of madness. In his opinion, he must be sincere and devoted at this moment. He had already answered the other party's question. His words were truthful and sincere, but the other party must not have understood.

But to his surprise, Lu Mingfei didn't ask any further questions. He just nodded and said indifferently, "Oh, that gentleman. Actually, I already guessed it. I just asked you to confirm it."

"Wha...what?" This time it was the wizard's turn to be confused. He frowned slightly. "How is this possible? How could you possibly know about the existence of that adult... Are you kidding me?"

"Fool you? Only idiots who call themselves wizards would think that fooling people is something fulfilling. You can think I'm fooling you if that makes you feel fulfilled." Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes and said to himself, "Anyway, I have a general understanding of the current situation. No wonder this matter has become such a big deal. The Eight Snake Qi Clans didn't send anyone. The master you mentioned should have told you that he has a way to delay the Eight Snake Qi Clans, right? Then what is the purpose of this auction..."

"Are you going to kill me? Or are you going to lure Caesar and Chu Zihang here and capture them all?" Lu Mingfei paused, his pale golden pupils staring directly into the man's eyes. "Or are these all instructions from that gentleman?"

"Damn it, you really know! How is this possible? Who are you?" The wizard man's face was full of disbelief.

"You're not suffering from amnesia, are you, my friend?" Lu Mingfei smiled. "Look at my scales! I'm the messenger of the Sea God! Didn't you tell me that?"

"Bastard!" the man cursed, feeling both absurd and angry.

"Mr. Mingfei, Mr. Mingfei." Makoto Aso's voice suddenly sounded behind Lu Mingfei.

Although she didn't quite understand what Lu Mingfei was talking about with the wizard, Aso was very smart and probably realized that the man who claimed to be a wizard was not a good person. So while the two were talking, she crouched against the wall and quietly came to the back of Lu Mingfei's cage.

"Your knife." Aso Shin stuffed the knife and black sheath into the gap of the iron cage and whispered, "I'll unlock it for you first. Don't worry, the bad guy is still locked in the cage and can't do anything bad."

"Really?" A gloomy voice came from the side, accompanied by the sound of the iron cage door opening. "Miss, are you sure?"

Aso looked up in confusion, and was surprised to find that the iron cage door next to Lu Mingfei had opened, and a thin figure walked out from inside. A pair of golden pupils lit up in the darkness, piercing the thick darkness.

No wonder the man said that his key was not placed with the other keys. Of course, Zhen couldn’t find the man’s key because the key was always hidden on the man!

"Don't you already know I'm a bad guy? Why do you still look so scared? Since I'm in cahoots with them, how could I really be locked up?" The man stepped closer to Zhen. "You, listen to your friends and run away early. It would be great. If I accidentally let him out, I'll be in trouble."

"Don't worry about me, run!" Lu Mingfei yelled.

"But……"

Zhen had already inserted the key into the keyhole and only needed to turn it 180 degrees to open the iron cage that imprisoned Lu Mingfei.

But the key could not turn because her wrist was grasped by a bony hand. Although the hand was skinny, it was like a cold and hard iron clamp. Aso really felt that the bones in her wrist were about to be broken.

"Looking closely, she's such a beautiful girl. She has a great figure, and she's wearing a sexy uniform. No man could resist a uniform, right?" The man slowly pulled the key out of Makoto Aso's hand, brought his depressed face closer to Makoto Aso's face, and sniffed her hair. "What a nice scent, a lovely sandalwood. What kind of shampoo does Miss Makoto use?"

Facing this man who looked like a pervert or a demon, Zhen couldn't stop trembling and was so scared that he almost cried.

She had always been timid, often considered a coward among girls. She grew up with her grandmother, living on her meager welfare allowance. With her family's poverty and no adult support, she endured numerous bullies before graduating from high school. Whether it was humiliation from a female classmate or harassment from a senior, she dared not resist or report them to the teacher, fearing the consequences would only be worse.

I always think that I can just endure it. Maybe the other party will find it boring to bully someone who doesn't resist, and will get tired of it after a while and won't bully her anymore.

But she endured this for several years until she graduated from high school. She found a job in a toy store because the people she met in the toy store were mostly children. At most, they would just throw tantrums and act unreasonable, but they wouldn't bully her. But there, she encountered gangsters who came to extort her. Zhen was almost desperate. She didn't know why she was bullied everywhere she went, even though she had never provoked anyone.

Is it simply because she's not strong enough? Is she easily bullied, and therefore always picked on? Is weakness truly a sin?

I really had this fantasy before, like every girl, fantasizing that when I was most helpless and desperate, a prince on a white horse would come to me. He would be as bright and dazzling as the sun, and any gray haze would be dispelled.

Until that night, when she was most afraid, someone really came to her, not riding a white horse, but driving a fiery red Ferrari. They just sat there quietly, and she felt at ease for no reason, as if she was not afraid even if the sky fell.

But now she is alone. Mr. Caesar is not here, Mr. Ming Fei is still waiting for him to rescue him, and Shou is not here either... Even if Noda Shou comes, it probably won't be of any use.

She really remembered it again, that familiar, deep feeling of powerlessness that enveloped her like a nightmare that could not be shaken off.

"Hahaha, I saw Miss Zhen trembling. Are you scared? Doesn't that look like you're about to cry? I saw you were very brave just now?" The man laughed.

"Smart girl, why don't you guess why we can find the key so easily? These are all our precious auction items, each of which sold for a huge price. Is it really that easy to find the key to their imprisonment?"