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

Lu Mingfei spat out these two words coldly to the woman.

"What?" The woman looked at Lu Mingfei in surprise. She didn't quite understand the meaning of these two words for a moment.

"'Shabi' and 'dazi' are both Chinese slang," Lu Mingfei patiently explained to the woman. This time, he chose to be frank. "But 'shabi' is an insult. It means you are stupid, hopelessly stupid!"

"Maybe, but I don't regret it..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Lu Mingfei interrupted the woman coldly again.

The woman didn't know what expression to make, because ever since she put on the mask of a celebrity, everyone around her had been flattering her, and she had countless suitors, but no one had ever scolded her so openly and bluntly.

It sounded like a cold rebuke, but also like a deep sigh.

"You said you like the movie "The Truman Show", right? What I want to know is, what do you think is it about this movie that makes you like it?" Lu Mingfei asked suddenly.

"Because it told me that the world is dark, and everyone is Truman. The masks on our faces are not what we want to wear, but are forced upon us by others." The woman said silently.

"So I never yearn for freedom. It's rare to be able to see through my own destiny. I don't want to be Truman. I'd rather be one of those extras who got the script from the beginning. At least they... aren't that ignorant."

"Then you really saw into the dog's stomach." Lu Mingfei made a brief and sharp comment on the woman's words.

"The world is fake and dark, but Truman is not fake at all." Lu Mingfei said softly, "People say he belongs to the world, but only Truman knows that he belongs to himself."

"If a person can't even be true to himself, how can he be lucky? He's so pathetic he deserves to die!"

"Remember the line that Truman recites every day?"

"The Truman Show" implies a false world where everything around you may be fake, including your lover, your friends, the passersby you just passed by...even your dreams. Everything is covered with a layer of hypocrisy by the people behind the scenes.

Isn't the world I live in the same way? It's a ladder of humans, hybrids, and dragons. Beyond true knowledge lies the unknown, and the boundaries between falsehood and truth are blurred.

Lu Mingfei still remembers the ending of the story, the moment when Truman stood on the edge of the false world, the director told him:

"You are real, that's why so many people look at you and listen to my advice. The outside world is just as fake as the world I give you, with the same lies and the same deception. But in my world you don't have to fear anything. I know you better than you do."

Truman faces a dilemma in life: stay and gain fame and fortune, or leave and lose everything.

At that moment, Truman abandoned all his anger and resentment. He said the same words he said every day to the camera facing him and the audience behind him who were entertaining him with his life, and then he resolutely chose to leave.

Is Truman really free? Not necessarily. Perhaps there is an even bigger, fake world hidden outside this fake world.

Truman may never be able to get out of this situation.

But so what? At least he was on his way to freedom!

She watched the movie over and over again, day and night. How could a woman not know that classic line? She compared herself to Truman, but she didn't have Truman's courage or spirit. She sold her soul to the so-called "gods." Instead, she numbed herself with killing and bloodshed, as if comforting herself would make her life less tragic, and that all her sins would no longer need to be forgiven.

"There is no such thing as 'God'. You sold your soul to a devil." Lu Mingfei cruelly revealed the woman's last trace of self-deception.

Two lines of blood and tears fell for no reason, and silent sobs came from the woman's broken vocal cords.

After crying, the woman looked at Lu Mingfei with her almost dark eyes.

"You know, I really want to talk to a boy like you, clean and warm, like the sun washed by snowflakes in winter, but I interrupted you several times... because I didn't dare. It's not because I was afraid of polluting you, but because I was afraid that you would shake me."

"The murderer must be dirty, the righteous must be fearless, you have,"

"It's been a while since I've met such a wonderful boy like you. If I'd known you when I was younger, I'd really like to have a passionate love affair with you. You know, even though I've been rumored to have affairs with the media, I've never been in a relationship. After being raped by my stepfather and accidentally killing him at the age of 16, I've developed a psychological trauma towards men..."

"You and your friends are good, upright, and strong as monsters, but you still can't stand up to the gods."

"The gods cannot descend into the human world, but I'm not the only one who is their executioner. I accidentally learned that the god's favorite executioner is actually a Chinese boy, just like you. He left a mark on that boy."

The woman seized the last moment of her life, and spoke whatever came to her mind as if she were possessed by a flash of light, chattering incessantly to the cruel yet gentle boy in front of her, as if she was afraid that if she didn't say these words, she would never have the chance to say them again.

"Chinese boy?" Lu Mingfei was stunned. He was not unfamiliar with the word "God". Now combined with "Chinese boy", he had some bad suspicions.

"Yes, a black-haired Chinese boy. I've seen his portrait. He has black hair and is very handsome. His name seems to be..." The woman tried hard to think in her confused mind.

"Is your name Chu Zihang?" Lu Mingfei stared at the woman's bright red lips.

"No." The woman shook her head gently. "His name is Lu Mang."

Lu Mang? Who is that? Lu Mingfei frowned deeply.

He already had a vague guess about the "god" the woman was talking about. Behind the Hunter website was an administrator named "Nido", and this name spelled backwards is "Odin"!

The guy who took away my senior brother's father in the Nibelungen on the elevated road! A false god hiding under a mask!

"Can you read it to me...that line?" The woman's words interrupted Lu Mingfei's thoughts.

He looked down and saw that the woman's beautiful face was on the verge of breaking. The backlash of the blood in her body had completely devoured her life force. Even if Lu Mingfei now held the power to save Chu Zihang in the Three Gorges, and he yelled at the woman "Don't die" until his throat was broken, he would be powerless to save her.

Of course, I wouldn't do that even if I could save him.

The murderer was about to die, but Lu Mingfei couldn't be happy. However, he didn't regret killing him. He just felt that this world seemed a little... ridiculous. Whether good or bad, they all lived such a sad life.

Just read it to her... Just treat it as the farewell words the world leaves for her.

"We won't see each other again... so I wish you a good morning, good afternoon, and good night."

Lu Mingfei softly recited the last words of Truman before he ran towards freedom in "The Truman Show".

The woman closed her eyes gently, not knowing whether she was satisfied with hearing these words or because she didn't want the boy to see her broken and no longer beautiful pupils at the end of her life.

Amidst the layers of flames, it was as solemn as if a thousand candlesticks were lit at the same time.

The boy was standing on a broken body, facing a pale and beautiful face, the blood color fading from it, a beautiful woman withering away. He was holding a crimson heart in his hand, with the tip of a knife hanging above it, like the most bloody yet elegant painting in the world.

It is a pity that no audience can appreciate this picture that seems to combine brutality and beauty.

"God said that when I am at my wit's end, He will grant me supreme power and transform me into a monster that roars across the world. When I am useless, He will take my life..."

The woman coughed up a large pool of blood and changed the subject.

"I admit that my life was miserable, and I admit that I wrongly killed many people. But at this moment, I suddenly don't want to be taken away by the gods. Let me... die as a human being, please..."

Lu Mingfei interrupted the woman's humble plea. He was unwilling to agree to the request of a murderous evil spirit, but he could not refuse the plea of ​​a woman who had returned to her humanity.

I don’t know if the person under her feet was an evil ghost, but at least she never acted like a hypocritical and righteous person and complained about her tragic past and hardships until her death, and never explained her evil deeds with the lie that “there must be a reason for the murder”.

She swallowed all the sins and crimes in her silent mouth, just to be killed like a human being by a righteous boy, even if he was an unforgivable villain.

Fortunately, she met a luxurious boy who was willing to give her the most precious thing in human nature through words.

"you're free."

Lu Mingfei's eyes were filled with melancholy, and the knife flashed like a rainbow, piercing through the bright red beating heart that symbolized a human being without hesitation.

Chapter 107 Rain Curtain Flowing

The raindrops fell heavily like dense jade beads, and layers of rain curtains washed over the portholes, as if strung together into transparent curtains.

The world seemed as dim as if the lights had been turned off. Leaden clouds hung low in the sky. The CC1000 express train was speeding through the hazy rain. The bright white light of the xenon lamps on the front of the train seemed to be shattered by the wind and rain, and could not illuminate the road ahead hidden in the darkness.

It rains a lot in Chicago in the spring, especially in this area of ​​Illinois. Lakes and forests need irrigation from natural water, but what happens here is mostly gentle drizzles that moisten everything silently, rather than the torrential rain like today, which is so violent that it seems as if a floodgate has been opened in the sky, and the water is pouring down to the earth, as if it is going to drown the world.

Lu Mingfei leaned against the porthole, looking at the red maple leaves outside the window that were weighed down by the rain. The rain dripped along the veins of the leaves, creating ripples that expanded in his memories.

Lu Mingfei had memories of encountering such violent weather several times, and every time something unfortunate happened, as if it was a warning to people that God was about to pronounce sin and punishment.

During the first rainstorm, his senior brother's father disappeared; during the second rainstorm, his own prophetic dream was broken; during the third rainstorm, he and Chu Zihang were carrying out the "Kuimen Plan" mission under the Yangtze River, and they hovered between life and death several times.

Raindrops shattered on the car window glass. Lu Mingfei shook his head to get rid of this unlucky thought. He began to miss the happy-looking guy in New York.

About half a year has passed since the sensational "Skinner" incident in New York. Although this horrific serial murder case was suppressed by the Executive Department and the New York City Police Department, it has spread like wildfire in Kassel College.

If the "Kuimen Project" was led by Lu Mingfei, who worked with Chu Zihang and the "Moniah" to eliminate a dragon servant, then the "Skinner" incident was Lu Mingfei single-handedly killing a dragon-transformed Deadpool... at least that's how it was described in the mission report submitted to the executive department.

[…He possesses a keener sense than even the Executive Department's specialists. Before the senior specialists could even detect a clue, he single-handedly penetrated the enemy camp and, with his superior judgment and strength, eliminated a dangerous hybrid with a bloodline exceeding "A" level!]

For a whole month after that, the Night Watch Forum and the campus newspaper of Kassel College were almost all filled with topics like praising Lu Mingfei for his bravery and how correct the "S" level evaluation was... It is worth mentioning that the writers were Professor Guderian, Minister of Information Finkel, and President of the Freshman Association Qilan.

In short, Lu Mingfei became the most popular figure in Kassel Academy and the most sought-after person in the Executive Department. Together with Chu Zihang, he was known as the ace commissioner of the Executive Department and the future successor.

Even Professor Schneider, known for his strictness, stated, "They don't need any partners to carry out their missions. They are the most ferocious lone wolves. One of them can rival an entire reinforced company. Specialists below 'A' rank would only hinder them if they were on the same battlefield!"

In the past six months, Lu Mingfei has helped the college complete more than two dozen tasks, some of which were high-risk tasks.

He has been to corners of the world such as Nicaragua and Mauritania, and has met all kinds of people such as drug lords and arms dealers, but every time he completes a mission, the shadow of the New York mission will still emerge in his mind and cannot be shaken off.

Of course, Lu Mingfei kept the fact that Old Tang had awakened his Word Spirit a secret, but not mentioning it would arouse the suspicion of the academy, so in the mission report, Lu Mingfei simply mentioned Old Tang as "a hunter friend of mine."

Fortunately, no one paid attention to his hunter friend who lived on instant noodles three times a day. People only cared that justice had been done and the sinner had been sentenced. It was enough that the ending seemed perfect, wasn't it?

The glory of an "S"-class hero is enough to cover up many things hidden in the darkness... such as the dark past of the woman named Kenpasha.

She was born in a remote area of ​​Thailand. Her mother was engaged in the flesh trade and brought a different man home every day. Her birth could be said to be an accident, and she didn't even know who her father was.

She grew up in poverty and mud.

Later, her mother brought home an older man and told her to call him "Dad" from now on. However, because she was born with a sharp mind, she always felt that the way "Dad" looked at her was not right, and his mind seemed to be full of evil desires.

She told her mother what happened, but instead of standing up for her, her mother accused her of being promiscuous and even trying to seduce her own father, and cursed her.

Then her stepfather stretched out his evil claws towards her, and she was beaten all over her body while resisting. It was then that she understood why her stepfather had never taken his eyes off her since he stepped into the house, because she was the man's target from the beginning to the end.

The girl was "sold" to the man by her mother.

From that day on, Kenpaisa also knew that the world was truly terribly dirty and full of demons.

"...There must be gods, right?" The girl cried as she was being assaulted. She was so desperate that this unrealistic thought popped into her mind.

But she herself did not expect that the gods would really respond to her.

The holy light cast her pupils in gold, the blood in her body began to boil, and she possessed the power of God - the power to control others with her mind.

She felt that the man's skin was so dirty that she wanted to peel it off completely, so she asked the man to peel off his skin in front of her.

……

After the mission, when the executive department was cleaning up the scene, Lu Mingfei squatted down with his eyes lowered.

There were no windows or sunlight in the corridor of Jianzi Building. It was as dark as the eternal night. The flames on the ground had long since burned out, dried up, and cracked like scorched earth. A dark shadow was embedded in the ravine like an ink-colored painting in a church. A hideous and enchanting human figure could be vaguely seen, but the rotten remains like black mud had long lost their flesh and soul, and were broken and withered just like this woman's gloomy life.

Professor Mans walked behind Lu Mingfei and watched the boy staring at the mural, which was enchanting and chaotic but vaguely morbidly beautiful. He silently recorded the life story of this woman.

After looking at it again and again, Lu Mingfei chiseled through the wall of the corridor. The warm and bright sunlight poured down, shining on the black and smelly shadow, like the holy light bathing the evil spirit, like an angel with a light golden glow all over its body hugging the black shadow, dazzling like salvation.

"We will burn down this building later, so there will be no traces left. There is actually no point in you doing this." Professor Schneider stood at the end of the corridor, frowning, watching the boy's actions and pouring cold water on him.

He believed in the doctrine of iron fist and cold-bloodedness. He frowned because he thought that their perfect and excellent "S" class should not be like a witch and do all this merciful salvation and be indecisive.

"Just treat me as stupid." Lu Mingfei said softly.

He was not merciful, nor did he think of saving anyone. His idea was simple: the woman had been immersed in darkness all her life and had never seen the light, so she blindly believed in God, even if it meant falling into an even darker abyss... Since she could not touch the light when she was alive, then at least she should stay in the sunlight after death, even if it was only for a few moments.

The sound of bagpipes whistled, and the wind chimes on the CC1000 express rang. The train began to slow down suddenly and slid slowly into the station, just like a tired black giant returning home, inadvertently slowing down its gentle steps. Lu Mingfei heard the whistle and was pulled from his memories to reality.

The "S" class once again completed its mission perfectly, returning triumphantly from the corner of the world and returning to Kassel at night in the heavy rain.

……

"It's raining again."

On the platform, raindrops hit the dome of the curved black shed in large numbers. The rain curtain flowed wildly, and the raindrops formed a bead curtain that blocked Chu Zihang's eyes. Through the dense raindrops, he saw the two blurred and pale xenon lights in the thick fog in the distance. From a distance, they really looked like two giant eyes of some monster hiding in the darkness and spying on the world.

Chu Zihang wrapped his Diesel windbreaker tightly around him and put his hands in his pockets. Memories and thoughts clung to his heart, flashing through his mind like an old movie.

Whenever it rains, the image of a man with an untidy beard always flashes through Chu Zihang's mind. In his memory, the rain that day was just as heavy, with the cold wind blowing through the raindrops, making it bone-chilling.

I still remember Lu Mingfei and Liu Miaomiao. At that time, Lu Mingfei was still a short boy in the lower grades. In their aristocratic school where elites were as numerous as carp crossing the river, he was known for his "decline" and "depravity". He was nothing like the glorious "S" grade. At that time, Lu Mingfei was so cowardly that he was like a pile of mud that could not be supported against the wall. People who saw him could not help but feel superior and mock him.

But Chu Zihang thought that this boy was timid and cute, and couldn't help but want to give him a ride to help him, but Lu Mingfei refused. He put his schoolbag on his head and rushed into the rain without hesitation, as if he was angry with the bad weather and the people in the world.

He was like a miserable drowned dog, but he somehow gathered up the strength and courage to run in the rain at a very fast pace, as if he was faster than the rain curtain, faster than the hurricane, and as if even time could not catch up with him.

Chu Zihang looked at the back of the junior boy. This was the first time that he, who was like a god in Shilan Middle School, took the initiative to invite someone and was rejected. However, he was not angry at all. He just silently remembered the boy in his heart. Then Chu Zihang took out his mobile phone and sent a text message. He read it silently to confirm and counted his heartbeats while waiting for a reply.

The text message was replied promptly, and not long after, a pure black car arrived. In the triangular frame on the front of the car, two "M"s overlapped to form a mountain shape. It was a Maybach 62, a Maybach worth nine million. Sitting in the driver's seat was a man who drove for his boss, a man he both disliked... and disliked.

The man is his father, but there is no warmth between them. The man only brags in front of him about how superior the performance of this Maybach is and how glorious his job as a driver is... and so on.

The man kept chattering, and Chu Zihang became more and more annoyed the more he listened.

"But no matter how expensive or gorgeous this Maybach is, it's not yours. What's so great about being just a driver? His new 'dad' drives a Mercedes-Benz S-Class, which isn't as good as a Maybach, but at least that car was bought with real money and money. It's his own. That's why mom fell in love with the new 'dad' and abandoned you. Mom has become someone else's, and you can only drive someone else's car, thinking about the mom in your memories, and bragging about it as much as you want!"

Chu Zihang was tired of what the man said, not because he was tired of listening, but because he was tired of his heart. It seemed that after so many years, the man still didn't understand what he lacked... What he lacked was not money. Chu Zihang and his mother were not materialistic or greedy. What he lacked was not that cheap mouth. He was so eloquent, otherwise how could he have deceived his beautiful mother?

It's about responsibility. Can you show a little more responsibility as a husband and a father? Like a man who can stand up to the world, instead of like... an "old" boy in his forties or fifties who hasn't grown up yet?

But what could he do? Beg the man to support him and his mother? Come on, this man couldn't even support himself. He could only give birth but not raise children. His wife had to rely on others to take care of her, and his son had to be left to others to raise... So Chu Zihang was becoming less and less like himself. The man was so talkative that he wanted to keep talking, while Chu Zihang was as quiet as a mute with a paralyzed face.

Until the Maybach crashed into the "miracle" on the overpass in the rain, and looked at the man who dared to swing a knife in the face of the supreme "God".

Chu Zihang finally understood what it meant to be responsible as a man. He didn't have it at that time, so he regretted it. He kept this memory until now and dared not forget it, nor did he want to forget it, because in this world, he was the only one who still remembered that man. If he also forgot, it would be as if that man had never existed.