"Let's go back first. When the Xenomorph Tower arrives, it's useless for him to close the door and hide."

Lu Mingfei closed the windows again to keep the wind and rain out.

It was obviously the right choice to pack this alchemical artifact together, and since it involved the Nibelungen, it would definitely not be wrong to bring this "key" that could open the Nibelungen.

"Hmm."

Chu Zihang started the car again, "Then where are you going next?"

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment: "My uncle's house will not go for the time being, and the heresy wanted notice in Japan seems to have residual effects. Just find a place to rest for the night."

「…… If you don't mind, you can come to my house, I have a spare room in my house."

"That's fine."

Lu Mingfei didn't refuse, it didn't matter where he was during the time he waited for the Tower of Xenomorph and the weapons to arrive.

At more than eleven o'clock in the evening, the rain gradually became lighter, and the black Mercedes-Benz S500 slowly drove into Bishuiju.

In the center of the city, Bishui Ju is also a high-end community, and those who can afford to buy a house here are either rich or expensive...... Chu Zihang couldn't help but think back to that man, who was still in the house with his mother and young self when he was still there.

At that time, although life was tight, but very happy, when he was a child, he always rode on the man's neck and tossed around in a room of dozens of square meters, like a warrior riding an evil dragon giggling, and his mother hurriedly took care of his cosmetics so as not to be knocked off, after all, one piece can be worth a man's salary for a month.

obviously has such an awesome identity and experience, but he pretends to be poor in front of them...... Was the man sick?

Chu Zihang shook his head, putting his past thoughts away from his head, he twisted the steering wheel and drove the car into his garage along the asphalt road.

The other spot is empty, and apparently the entrepreneur's 'Dad, won't be home for the night tonight because of his busy schedule.

"Here we are."

Chu Zihang turned off the flame and pulled out the key, and softly woke up Lu Mingfei, who was closing his eyes and contemplating.

"What should I call your mother out of courtesy?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

Ruthless and ruthless to enemies, friendly and respectful to fellow soldiers, and gentle and courteous to mortals, this is the fine tradition of the Weeping Warband.

When he was a slave to the Weepers, there was even an Astarte the Weeper who visited them in the slave cabin during their free time, thanking them for their service.

「…… If you could call her 'sister,' she would be quite happy."

Chu Zihang said after pondering for a while.

「…… This is the second time I've started to miss the atmosphere of Brother Fingal's presence, which he is better at than I am."

Lu Mingfei sighed softly.

The whole neighborhood was quiet, the rustle of the rain hitting the fallen leaves could be heard clearly, and the two of them stepped on the stagnant water on the path through the lawn in front of the house, and the house was still lit with warm lights.

The room was also quiet, the heating kept it warm like spring, and a woman fell asleep on the sofa with a blanket, a few strands of long hair that fell over her beautiful young face.

The movement of the two entering the house woke up the woman, she was subconsciously flustered at first, but after seeing Chu Zihang, she calmed down again, and a smile of surprise appeared on her face. ….

"Zihang, are you back? Are you tired of flying? You haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll heat up the food for you, and I'll cook you chicken soup......

The woman got up from the sofa with a blanket, and her eyes sparkled towards Chu Zihang in the foyer.

Before she could take a good look at her son, whom she hadn't seen for more than half a year, she saw a young boy behind him.

She was a little stunned, and some didn't react.

Why did my son bring a boy back from the United States?

"He is Lu Mingfei, the classmate who went to the United States with me to study. It was too late, so I brought him back for a night."

Chu Zihang explained calmly, and he could tell from his expression what his mother was thinking.

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Oh! It turned out to be a classmate!"

Su Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry to bother you...... Sister."

Lu Mingfei bowed slightly, and finally tried to adapt to the etiquette of his hometown.

"It's okay, it's okay, since it's Zihang's classmate, it's okay," this title really made Su Xiaoyan happy, "I'll go get you new slippers......

"No need Mom, you can rest early, I'll just get it with my classmates."

Chu Zihang grabbed her very hospitable mother, it is estimated that she doesn't even know where to put her new slippers, and she will definitely take her best friend's slippers from the shoe cabinet to count them when the time comes.

"Okay, well, my son has learned to take care of himself in the United States."

Su Xiaoyan said with a smile, and after holding Chu Zihang's head for a while, she yawned and walked back to her room.

Chu Zihang calmly wiped off the shallow lip marks and saliva on his face, and sure enough, no matter how old he grew, this woman still treated him as the child who hadn't grown up before.

The most reliable thing she ever did in her memory was to give birth to herself, right?

The man said she had tried to kill the baby out of fear of pain, but regretted it too late, when she was eight months pregnant.

"Makes you laugh."

He turned back to Lu Mingfei and said.

"It's nothing."

Lu Mingfei didn't care about this, his eyes surveyed everything in the room - it had become his instinct to evaluate the battle when he first entered the new environment.

But obviously, the decoration company's plan does not intend to decorate this place into a fortress that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it must be an unqualified offensive and defensive facility in Lu Mingfei's eyes.

"I'll tidy up your room, and we'll rest early after dinner to recharge our batteries."

Chu Zihang said and put down the travel bag in his hand, and was about to walk towards a certain room in the house, but was stopped by Lu Mingfei:

"Wait."

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, and then saw Lu Mingfei's eyes that were slowly dyed with a layer of hazy golden mist, as well as his gently wriggling lips:

"Someone's staring at us."

"Which direction?"

Chu Zihang reacted immediately, but instead of looking around, he reached out and took the bag in Lu Mingfei's hand.

"There's no killing intent, there's no way to pinpoint the location, we can only be sure that it's not a sniper rifle or something that's staring at us."

Lu Mingfei turned on the premonition F, if the other party's equipment staring at them was a sniper rifle, then he could even get a sensory reminder before the other party raised the attack idea of pulling the trigger. ….

But psionic energy didn't give him the slightest feedback.

Chu Zihang's face sank, if this gaze was not aimed at him, then it must be aimed at his mother.

The entrepreneur "Dad" does not come home many times because of his busy work, and there is only one nanny at home, and a beautiful woman who is single at home is indeed easy to attract attention.

"I'll take a look."

Lu Mingfei turned around and walked back to the hall, he seemed to be about to change his shoes, but he took the broom leaning on the shoe cabinet, and the next second he turned into a swift black shadow and rushed out of the door.

The ground splashed with splashes, but before they splashed, Lu Mingfei's footsteps had already stepped out.

The cold rain lightly stimulated his senses, and the moment he left the room, the feeling of being watched suddenly increased, but then disappeared.

His instinctive perception was correct, there were indeed people staring at him and Chu Zihang, but he immediately retreated after realizing that he might be exposed.

The community is dark, and there are dense green trees planted between each independent villa to ensure that the owners who have bought a house have enough privacy space, and the only light source is the white lights every few meters on both sides of the road in the community, but in the cold darkness, their light source is really limited.

"Where......

It's not the first time that Lu Mingfei misses his power armor, even if he only wears a combat helmet now, he can make the enemies hidden in this environment have nowhere to hide with the photoelectric imaging system of his goggles.

But it's not about missing this now

, he stopped in the rain, and the alien bloodline in his body was gradually boiling under the stimulus.

Although the power of the alien is unclean, it is a temporary replacement for his current body enhancement system, the golden mist in his eyes has condensed into fiery golden magma, and Tong Kong is transforming into the vertical child of the top predator.

If there were a night guard guarding the neighborhood passing by, he would definitely see the young boy's eyes as bright as a flashlight shining on gold.

Everything in the field of vision was covered with a layer of golden brilliance, and all moving objects were within Lu Mingfei's senses, and he could even clearly capture the movement trajectory of every drop of rain that fell.

In addition to the rain, there are other objects within the horizon that are moving at high speeds.

As Lu Mingfei stepped forward, his vision was like a sharply tracking camera zooming in on his target - but he didn't catch any figures, only the rain that showed an unnatural trajectory showed that something invisible was speeding away from here.

"Spirit. Darkness? A half-blood?"

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows slightly.

He didn't fall much in the cultural class of the Kassel Academy, full marks in actual combat, nearly full marks in theory, alchemy experiments - there is the chief alchemy sergeant of the Weeping Angels, of course, it is also a full score.

If it was such a highly concealed spirit and such a low-light environment, it would really be impossible to do without Astarte's battle helmet.

Although they can't see each other, the air flow driven by the high-speed movement of the other party is clearly visible against the backdrop of the rain, and the other party is about to leave the range of Bishui Ju at this time.

Surrounding the Bishui Ju community is a three-meter-high white wall with a sharp withered fence at the top, which may be able to stop ordinary thieves and thieves, but it is impossible to stop the half-bloods.

Lu Mingfei raised his arm, what he was holding in his hand was the broom brought out of Chu Zihang's house, the broom for cleaning had been removed in advance, but the wooden handle was facing the flowing air flow in the field of vision.

Then he threw it with all his might, only to hear a piercing scream, and the household broom that had been ten dollars a piece in the supermarket seemed to turn into Kungunir in Odin's hand under this terrifying acceleration, and in less than a second, the wooden handle of the broom reached its end, bringing out a stray of bright red blood in the air.

With a roar of pain, a figure emerged from the darkness, and the wooden handle of the broom pierced straight through his chest, but the location was not the heart - I don't know if Lu Mingfei missed or deliberately missed to leave his life, in short, he didn't die on the spot.

Holding back the pain and the fear in his heart, he stepped on the wall and climbed out of the wall before he fell out of balance.

When Lu Mingfei approached the high wall, the sound of a car starting had already sounded outside, and the tires rubbed on the ground and made a striking scream, and when he jumped out, he could only see a small car rushing into the road outside as if fleeing for his life.

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