A cacophony, cacophony of noise aborted the audio playback.

"Gone?"

Lu Mingfei frowned, this is gone?

"Wang Jiang is a person who is very good at hiding his secrets, and I am lucky to be able to hear this information."

Yuan Zhinu put away her phone, "This is also my sincerity. Groya, as well as Wang Jiang's identity as "Dr. Herzog", I am investigating, and I will inform you as soon as I have specific information - if the two of us reach a cooperation."

Lu Mingfei only cared about Gloya and her heretical master, and the other party could always give him all kinds of stumbling blocks and traps first, which made him quite annoyed.

As for the king, it is possible that he knows his identity—

It doesn't matter anymore, no matter what kind of past this body has, and what kind of future it will have, Lu Mingfei will face it with the tenacious soul of his son of Holy Levles.

The scheming clown is finely chopped up.

"I promise to cooperate with you, but only in your current personality, and I only represent the Weeping Angels Warband, and have nothing to do with the Kassel Academy."

"I also promised to only help you cleanse that heretic, and I would not help you deal with your enemies unless there was another heretic or alien appearance that harmed humanity."

Lu Mingfei thought carefully for a while, and then made a decisive decision.

"Your commitment is enough."

A gentle smile appeared on the face of the young girl, and the crimson eyeshadow appeared in the corners of her eyes, and that smile would become inferior and dim even if it was a beautiful girl in front of him.

「…… You might try...... Practice a little stronger."

"Otherwise, I'll always feel weird."

Lu Mingfei's expression was a little strange.

"Like a girl? My brother used to say that it would be nice if I were a girl."

"And I also like to dance in women's clothes, so I can invite you to come and see my performance if I have the chance."

Yuan Zhinu chuckled softly.

「…… No need."

Lu Mingfei is quite unaccustomed to it, if this kid enters his Weeping Angel Clan, he will definitely train him fiercely!

Train him to be a big guy with big muscles! In this way, we can kill the aliens and purify the heretics!

"And what was going on with the Tokyo nightclubs before I came here?"

"The alien, and the ones who were killed."

Lu Mingfei asked.

"He must have learned your information and plans from Gloya, and then played a trick on you."

"The person who kills the murderer is probably "Ryoma", he likes the bloody "bloodletting knife technique" the most, and he also likes to experiment with his knife technique on living people."

"As for the Deadpool...... Although the king also has the controllable technology to infuse humans with dragon blood and turn them into Deadpool, he has not shown it to the public, otherwise I wouldn't have been unable to find his experimental grounds......

"Ryoma, where is he now?"

Lu Mingfei asked in a deep voice.

"Lu Jun wants to kill him? I can help you find his place."

"Well, as soon as possible."

"By the way, Lu-kun, I need to remind you of something."

Yuan Zhinu stood up, and her expression became solemn again, "If you see me with the king...... Please be careful."

"That means that my other personality has been awakened and manipulated by the king, and he has appeared to kill people as his 'most evil spirit'."

"Can I kill you then?"

Lu Mingfei asked after thinking slightly.

"Of course I believe in your strength, Lu Jun...... But be careful."

"Ruri Kazama's spirit is called the Dream Tapir, and it is an extremely dangerous spirit power that can drag you into your dreams and kill you...... If you die in a dream, your physical body dies with it."

Yuan Zhinu admonished.

"Captain, help! We can't stand it!"

Fingal's cry came from the headset,

Lu Mingfei's expression tightened, and he immediately got up with his sword and rushed out of the VIP room.

Only Gen Zhinu was left staring at his back.

Lu Mingfei felt something, and glanced back at the dim room that was far away behind him—it was empty.

……

The bewitching female manager had disappeared, leaving only the men in black who had been double-strengthened by words and special medicines.

A raging fire had already burned in the Bliss Pavilion, and Chu Zihang's Jun Flame was the best igniter.

In the face of a frantic siege by dozens of specially strengthened half-breed enemies, Chu Zihang and Fingal inevitably fell into a disadvantage - especially after the two half-bloods launched two specially modified Type 92 heavy machine guns!

The ferocious firepower instantly shredded the gambling table that Chu Zihang was using to hide.

At the critical moment, Fingal stepped up.

He chanted the ancient language in a low voice, and his already majestic body swelled again, his bones popped, and his skin was a bronze color.

Words and spirits. Bronze throne.

Located in the periodic table with serial number 87 and with a bloodline of the Four Great Sovereigns, the Bronze and Fire Kings are able to strengthen themselves, bones, skin, and muscles in a very short time.

The bullets from the Type 92 heavy machine gun poured down on him with a "clanging" sound, and white light smoke rose from the bronze skin.

Fingal just stood up to the hail of bullets and grabbed the blaster and rewarded the two machine gunners with a headshot each.

If this scene is filmed and put on the Night's Watch forum, it will definitely be the hottest big news - the famous scrap wood student of the Kassel Academy is not only a macho man, but also a high-level speech spirit with super protection such as the Bronze Throne.

But only a few people in the Kassel Academy knew that Fingal had left his heart in the ice of Greenland, and that he had lost so much in that operation.

That's why he kept paralyzing himself with his decadent appearance, and the dazzling A-level executive combat elite disappeared, replaced by a scrap wood repeater who was constantly demoted.

Now, fueled by the flames of vengeance, he has become the elite of the Executive Department again...... It didn't last long.

"Captain, help! We can't stand it!"

When he saw a man in black carrying an Apajack 122mm bazooka in cover, he hurriedly shouted at the top of his voice.

The silver sword light began to reappear, and before the barrel of the bazooka could be fired, the man in black split in half along with the rocket cannon in his hand.

Lu Mingfei joined the cleaning battlefield, like a tiger entering a wolf pack, and immediately locked the corner and released the spirit of speech. A half-breed of the King's Servant.

An enemy stabbed with a ten-character spear, which was the horse weapon of an ancient Japanese military general, but the opponent did not find a horse, so he had to use his feet instead.

But the tip of the gun is just as sharp and terrifying.

Lu Mingfei lightly dodged the stab of the ten-character gun, raised his foot and stepped on the blade of the gun, and took advantage of this as a way to turn and pounce on the person with the gun.

Blood splattered, and the shoulders of the enemy's spears were cut off in their entirety, revealing the white bones.

Those who remain here are heretics, destined to bleed tonight.