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

Just now he saw that Old Tang was so excited that his mind was in an excited state. Moreover, he slammed the door in anger just now, and the pain was still burning in his hand and could not be shaken off.

Wait a minute... banging on the door?

Smash the door!

"Old Tang, come with me!" Lu Mingfei grabbed Old Tang and dragged him into the Internet cafe.

"Did you kill anyone? Just tell me the truth. You're making me so nervous! When I woke up in the Internet cafe just now, I smelled something wrong, like blood..." Old Tang slapped Lu Mingfei's hand away and kept muttering.

Old Tang stood stubbornly at the door of the Internet cafe, looking as if he was unwilling to go with Lu Mingfei without asking clearly. Under the moonlight, his drooping eyebrows were wrinkled into a deep "川" shape.

Lu Mingfei turned his head and stared at Old Tang silently with an expressionless face.

"Mingming, tell me the truth, did you kill anyone?"

"Killing people isn't something we should encourage. If you only injured someone and didn't kill them, it's fine. But if you really did kill someone by accident... have you taken care of the body? This is a technical job. We have to bury the body quickly before the police find it!"

Lu Mingfei looked at Old Tang silently for a long time.

Old Tang's words were like a gentle knife, stabbing the most tender part of his heart. Lu Mingfei's nose felt sore, and he turned his head slightly to avoid the other party's caring gaze. The guy with a happy face still insisted on bringing his big face closer.

"Old Tang...are you stupid?" Lu Mingfei said hoarsely.

"My brother killed someone and I buried the body. It's only natural!" Old Tang said righteously. "You're obviously not an unreasonable person. It must be that someone else is provoking you..."

"I wanted to kill someone, but I didn't have the chance yet!" Lu Mingfei interrupted Lao Tang and pulled him into the Internet cafe.

With the help of the N96 flashlight, Lu Mingfei found the spare power switch installed at the door.

After the dazzling incandescent light flashed, the scene before them suddenly stung Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang's nerves.

Scarlet blood splashed on the originally white walls and the black computer screen. Skinned corpses lay crookedly in the corner, and blood flowed like a sea. The Internet cafe, which was originally a habitat for hunters, had turned into a brutal slaughterhouse!

Chapter 101 A Different Old Tang

A bloated body sat behind the counter of the Internet cafe, covered in blood and flesh. His eye sockets had been hollowed out, staring at Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang in front of him like two black holes.

"Is it that black boss?" Lu Mingfei looked at a vest in the corner next to the chair. This was the clothes that the Internet cafe owner had worn not long ago.

The vest, which should have been pure white but had a yellowish tint due to years of not being washed and soaked with sweat, was now stained red with blood, a red that was appalling and shocking.

A few hours ago, the boss was sitting behind the counter, puffing away calmly and arguing with Old Tang. Now, his face was so bloody that his features were barely visible...

Old Tang stared at the blood-stained corpse that was no longer recognizable as a human being, stunned and speechless. After a long time, he bent down and picked up the vest soaked in blood. His arms bulged with veins bulging. After squeezing out the blood stains, he gently draped the vest over the black boss who had lost both his body and his life.

"Skinner?" The voice almost seeped out from between his clenched teeth. The veins on Old Tang's temples jumped and twisted like dragons, and there was anger visible to the naked eye.

"Skinner." Lu Mingfei confirmed Old Tang's self-questioning and answering.

To some extent, he and Old Tang were actually the same kind of people before. They had monsters hidden in their bodies that they didn't even know what they were. They mixed in the world of ordinary people like aliens, living lonely and mediocre lives.

They need to worry about eating and living. When they are bored, they play a piece of StarCraft. When they are happy, they add two more sausages to their instant noodles. Maybe winning a game or talking to a girl they like will fill their hearts, which is enough to make them happy and satisfied for many days.

Their lives seem to be a lonely concerto, and only ordinariness can be the only main melody.

Because once their hearts, which symbolize the ordinary side, are devoured by a certain desire, the monster hidden in their bones will break out of its cocoon, and the world will be unable to withstand such a raging rage!

So Lu Mingfei placed his warm hand on Lao Tang's shoulder to tell him that no matter what happened, he still had brothers by his side, hoping to calm the rage in his heart that was enough to burn the sky.

"You obviously know..."

His body moved up and down violently for a long time, and Lu Mingfei could feel that Old Tang was trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart. He spoke again, his voice was deep and sounded a little sad.

"His name is Hugh. I always call him Blackhearted Boss, saying his heart is even darker than his skin, but he's really a good person. In a world like Hunter, where a stir can easily stir up countless mud and sand, it's rare to find such a good person."

"He retired after only a few jobs. As a hunter with considerable prestige in the industry, he opened this internet cafe in Brooklyn. He used his saved earnings to provide a temporary refuge for all bounty hunters. No matter what personal grudges they have outside, no disputes are allowed in this internet cafe. That's why I'm willing to bring you here to surf the internet. Hugh is a very reliable person."

"Even though I complain about the internet cafe's price hike, I'm willing to pay because we all know that Hugh donates 80% of his profits every year to a black elementary school in his hometown. He said that as a child, he was looked down upon because of his skin color and couldn't go to school, forcing him to live a life on the edge of a knife, but he doesn't want his children to bear the same unfair fate."

"Why should such a person die..."

Lu Mingfei had never seen Old Tang so sad. This man who was carefree and cheerful all day long and would seize the time to play interstellar games with a smile even if the sky fell, was now squatting on the ground, asking questions like a child.

He looked... so sad.

"Old Tang, Old Tang!" Lu Mingfei squatted down, put both hands on Old Tang's shoulders, looked at his already dilated pupils, and shook his shoulders violently. "The murderer is still at large. I already know who the 'Flayer' is. Let's find that girl together, kill her, and avenge these innocent people, okay?"

Old Tang raised his head and turned his gaze from the dead black boss to Lu Mingfei. He looked at Lu Mingfei for a long, long time, as if relying on the face of the young man in front of him to tell himself that he must suppress the monster in his heart that was about to break through the shackles.

"Okay." Old Tang looked at Lu Mingfei, answered softly, and nodded gently.

He slowly stood up, stepped on the bloody water, and fished out pieces of blood-soaked clothes from the smelly and pungent blood pits, wrung them out, and draped them on each bloody corpse, doing it in a monotonous yet tireless manner.

Lu Mingfei also helped Lao Tang to bear the dirt and tiredness. Occasionally, he looked up at Lao Tang's profile and back with some concern. Lu Mingfei could see that the latter was doing this very seriously. No matter whether he knew the bodies of those who died tragically in the Internet cafe before they died or not, he would put on red clothes to cover the exposed flesh and organs, and then stand in front of them to mourn for a while.

It was as if he wanted to cover up the last bit of dignity of these fellow hunters like him.

For no reason, Lu Mingfei thought of the story in his dream, where Old Tang's brother died in front of him and he and Old Tang, who had turned into Norton, had to go to war.

At that time, he seemed to have said something like this: "Old Tang...how did you get into this state? You...look at you, you don't even have clothes on."

"Old Tang..."

Lu Mingfei, his hands covered in blood, looked at Old Tang from across several aisles and a river of blood.

"are you OK?"

"I'm fine, Mingming." Old Tang responded to Lu Mingfei with a smile that showed no emotion.

After accompanying Old Tang to finish all these, the two of them hurriedly washed off the scarlet blood that had stained their arms and cuffs in the bathroom of the Internet cafe, and then walked out of the Hunter Internet Cafe.

Lu Mingfei was walking in front, and Old Tang was following closely behind him. Since Lu Mingfei didn't look back, he didn't see him.

The moment he walked out of the Hunter Internet Cafe and stepped over the threshold to greet the moonlight, the vast golden color flowed through Lao Tang's eyes like a boiling ocean, disappearing in a flash.

……

"Old Tang, you have to tell me why you took the Skinner mission without telling me while you were in the bathroom?"

In a remote suburb of Brooklyn, New York, a light rail train carrying travelers in the dark night rushed past the window. Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang sat opposite each other in his cramped rental house, looking at each other.

"Do you remember when we met at the airport? I had slipped out of the Star Kenpaisa security team. There was a hunter friend in the team who I had recently met. He was also a master of the StarCraft. I didn't know at the time that he had secretly accepted the Skinner mission. I even arranged to meet him at the Hunter Internet Cafe that evening so I could introduce you to each other."

"But in the afternoon, I received the news of his death. Only then did I know that he had secretly accepted the curse. That's why I insisted on taking you to the Hunter Internet Cafe. I thought it was a relatively safe place, but I didn't expect..."

Old Tang's face was full of regret.

"So that's how it is. Then everything makes sense..." Lu Mingfei leaned on the small desk where Old Tang placed his computer, his tone dark, "Now I just pray that she comes quickly... and dies quickly!"

Chapter 102 Sometimes, it’s hard to stay for a day

"'That makes sense'...what does that mean?"

"Also, you clearly said before that you knew who the 'Skinner' was. How did you know that? And who is the 'Skinner'?"

"You know I'm a straightforward person and I hate beating around the bush. Riddler, get out of New York, you bastard!"

Old Tang looked at Lu Mingfei, who seemed to have suddenly realized something but was still keeping him in suspense and was lost in thought. He was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks... He only stopped talking halfway through. This was probably the most crazy thing in the world!

"Don't worry, Old Tang. Although I have figured out the identity of the 'Skinner' and the order of her crimes, I still don't understand her motive." Lu Mingfei stroked his chin, a thoughtful glint in his eyes.

"Mingming...you, if you weren't my brother, I would definitely jump up and beat you up with your annoying personality!"

Old Tang was so anxious that he scratched the hair on his head until it was enough for a swallow to build a nest. He felt like a stupid monkey in a zoo, and Lu Mingfei was just a tourist teasing him with a banana. He was so anxious that he wanted to jump up and down.

"Old Tang, please stay in the room for a while. I'm going to make a phone call outside and will be back soon." Lu Mingfei suddenly stood up, patted Old Tang on the shoulder, turned around, opened the door and left.

Old Tang was left in the room bewildered, his head full of black lines and question marks. He stared at Lu Mingfei's puzzled back and cursed under his breath.

Closing the door, Lu Mingfei seemed to leave the last ray of light to Old Tang in the room. He walked in the narrow corridor where he couldn't see his hand in front of his face.

The house that Old Tang rented in Brooklyn was in a very old, low-rise tube-shaped building. The lights in the corridor had long been broken. The people living here were either violent criminals with criminal records who had been released from prison, or homeless people who had no formal jobs and wandered the streets all day.

At both ends of the corridor, obscene words were written on every closed door. Some walls and door panels still had dark red bloodstains that had been deeply imprinted on them since who knows when. The air was filled with a faint stench of decay.

Some cat's eyes are even drawn as huge eyes without eyelashes, with dark red lines mixed with a few black symbols of unclear meaning, and the black door panel looks like a pitch-black tree hole... It is as if behind the cat's eye, in the dark tree hole, there is someone with eyes full of red bloodshot, staring at you without saying a word.

At the end of the dark corridor came bursts of irregular cursing and wall-banging sounds, as if a madman with a kitchen knife might rush out at any time, shouting that he would chop people into pieces, as if this dark alley was the natural origin of the "Skinner" ghost story.

It is no exaggeration to call it a sewer full of stinking maggots. Old Tang is like the only candle in the sewer, although it is thin... but always warm and always passionate!

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart. He only knew that Old Tang lived in a remote place before, but it was not until he came here today that he realized that Old Tang actually lived in such a depressing and terrifying environment. Even a normal person would be driven crazy!

But that guy can actually be so optimistic... Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei felt a little sad, and a wave of bitterness surged in his heart.

It seems that saving Old Tang is not as simple as preventing him from transforming into Dragon King Norton. Lu Mingfei wants to pull Old Tang out of the dark ditch completely. A bright light like Old Tang should illuminate more people, and should not be covered in dust in a corner where no one cares.

Sharing weal and woe, sharing happiness, this is what true brothers are!

Lu Mingfei walked up the stairs to the rooftop. The New York evening breeze blew over his head, coming from the hustle and bustle and going to the quiet. The night wind seemed to be swaying emotionally, looking for a place to rest in all directions.

He came here alone for two reasons... maybe three.

the first.

He couldn't tell the truth to Old Tang yet, but he didn't want to lie to him either, so he could only avoid Old Tang's words. Anything about the half-bloods and the secret party was absolutely not allowed to be revealed, but if it didn't involve these two, Lu Mingfei didn't know how to explain this series of things to Old Tang smoothly.

It's impossible to tell Old Tang that I'm hiding the identity of an FBI secret agent or a CIA ace agent, right?

It would be better to say that I am your good neighbor Spiderman! Old Tang is not a fool, so he would believe it!

As a hunter, Old Tang has actually been exposed to some bizarre events in the world to a greater or lesser extent. He certainly has his own judgment. In addition, the Hunter website is a stronghold closely monitored by the academy. It seems that no matter how you look at it, there will always be a day when Old Tang's life trajectory will intersect with the world of half-bloods.

worry!

second.

So many people died again...

Lu Mingfei shook his head gently in the wind, as if hoping that the evening breeze could blow away all his troubles and thoughts and take them to a distant place where no one cared.

Lu Mingfei took out his black N96 and sent an email to Norma about the tragedy that had just happened in the Hunter Internet Cafe. He hoped that the college would quickly send people to seal off the scene and that the college would properly accommodate the families of the deceased. At the end of the email, Lu Mingfei applied to donate one-third of his scholarship to the black elementary school in the hometown of the Internet cafe owner Xiu.

Sometimes, it’s hard to stay for a day.

It seems that such sad things happen every day in every corner of the world, natural disasters, man-made disasters, separation of life and death, the years always pass by in a hurry. At the ferry of the long river of time, you don’t even have time to find a flower to send you, and you can only pin the belated blessings on your collar, and tomorrow will be a world away.

This dilapidated tube-shaped building has only seven floors, but Lu Mingfei, holding the railing and looking from afar, can vaguely see the glittering sea of ​​lights in the downtown area of ​​New York. The skyline stretches like a silk ribbon, and tall buildings stand tall in the night, with spots of light spreading out in his sight.

Why are there always demons hiding in such a beautiful world?

Now, Lu Mingfei has waited for the third purpose of his coming to the rooftop alone.

Light footsteps were heard in the corridor behind me. In the darkness, someone was climbing up the stairs, step by step, to the rooftop.

"I remember someone said that people who like the movie 'The Truman Show' must be great people." Lu Mingfei didn't look back, he continued to look at the city in the distance. "If I remember correctly, it was you who told me this a few hours ago, right, girl?"

"Well... I always thought I was a great person." The crimson high heels of the visitor made a "tapping" sound on the floor.

She stopped five meters behind Lu Mingfei, and finally threw away the annoying outfit. The moonlight sprinkled on the woman's beautiful face, as beautiful as a firefly.

Chapter 103: Word Spirit: Nightmare of Deep Dream, Dragon Transformation!

Lu Mingfei remained silent, not commenting on the answer from the woman behind him.

If someone who has killed so many people can still be called a "great person", then this world does not need Satan and God, and the world is hell!

"The world is hell, little brother." The woman's smiling words were carried to Lu Mingfei's ears by the evening breeze.

"Can you sneak into my place?" Lu Mingfei turned around and gently tapped his temples with his index and ring fingers. He looked straight and unconcealed at the woman not far away.

Under the cold moonlight, the woman's face was more beautiful than any photo on the web, and more beautiful than he had imagined. She was so beautiful that she seemed like a banished immortal who had descended from heaven to the mortal world. The corners of her mouth raised a light and charming arc, and the light dark brown eyeliner at the end of her eyes gently outlined the seductive fine lines. She was as charming as a girl's skirt, and as deadly as a cold blade!

"Just a little," the woman lamented. "This should be a skill I'm proud of, but you and your friend are strange. I can't read you. I can only see through you a little when you're extremely angry or sad."

"Then may I ask, am I extremely angry or extremely sad now?" Lu Mingfei asked expressionlessly.

"Well, let me see… I don't know, or maybe it's both, but you must desperately want to kill me," the woman said.

"You guessed right." Lu Mingfei said this word by word.

In the dark night, under the moonlight, two pairs of dazzling golden eyes stared at each other from afar, one pair was filled with murderous intent, the other pair contained danger, as if the golden light that would burst out from the bottom of their eyes would burst out in the next moment and drown the world.

"You don't seem surprised at all to see me again." The woman stopped looking at Lu Mingfei and turned her gaze to the beautiful New York City at night behind him. "This is the first time I've met someone like you, too."

"What kind of person am I?" Lu Mingfei leaned against the railing with his elbows on it. If he had a cigar and a lighter with him, he would even like to light one for himself. He didn't mind chatting with the other party before taking action, because he also had a lot of doubts in his heart that he hadn't found the opportunity to ask yet.

"I can't figure you out either. You are the first person I can't figure out. You are like a sharp knife, with the blade hidden under your kind appearance. If I want to get close to you and reach out to grab the blade, I must be prepared to have my palm cut and bleed." The woman thought for a moment and described Lu Mingfei like this.

Lu Mingfei smiled and said nothing.

"As for your hunter friend, he was more like a pool of boiling magma. I once tried to invade his spiritual world, but I was burned and rolled out of his brain before I could even see his fur." ​​The woman couldn't help shuddering when she recalled the scene. Her two white arms were clasped together, and she looked so pitiful.