The aunt leaned against the door of the wall, and the way to the hall was naturally made out by her.

Lu Mingfei neatly found his ID card and mobile phone, stuffed them into the schoolbag that poured out the exam papers and homework, and then casually found two clothes and put them in the bag, and he walked out without looking at the aunt who was panting against the door.

Because he would be dressed the same as he was before bed, he hadn't slept in his pajamas since he got used to dreaming - it was easier for him to move now.

His idea is also very simple.

Since the power of the god's name can truly exist in this world, then the existence of Teacher Xixiao and Yuan Zhinu will never be an illusion after he enters the demon.

So, maybe there's a way to meet them in this reality!

A partner he trusted in the fight side by side, a teacher who guided him and gave him the strength to face himself...... Compared to them, this so-called "home" is nothing.

So when Lu Mingfei took a step, he didn't have the slightest "nostalgia" in his heart.

Now Lu Mingfei recalled the advice given to him by Brother Shun, whom he met in the Internet café, and the idea of wanting to leave this house had never been so clear.

Even after that, he thought about how to live in the future, took away his mobile phone ID card, and went directly to the [Faos Academy] introduced to him by Bu Shun, and played games to make money to support himself.

In addition to the teacher in the dream, the person he trusts the most in reality is Bu Shun, who has given him respect and recognition.

He was confident that the head of the Faos Academy would not trap him...... Now they are willing to "bet" on this trust.

Lu Mingfei, who walked to the living room, saw his uncle who was pretending to read the newspaper and didn't hear anything. Seeing him walking to the living room with his bag on his back, the uncle's face who had been secretly observing the "battle situation" suddenly changed, and it was obvious that Lu Mingfei appeared as a victor at all.

"Ming Fei...... What are you doing?! ”

Lu Mingfei, who had a cold face as if he had changed into a different person, seemed to not care about other people's eyes at all, and this indifferent demeanor brought great pressure to his uncle.

Lu Mingfei whispered to his uncle, who was full of doubt, "Uncle, thank you for all these years." ”

He didn't actually have much hatred for his uncle's family.

Uncle sometimes defends him as a nephew, but he always can't raise his head in front of his wife, and although his aunt is mean and always drinks to him, but putting aside the fact that she has received 90% of the money, she does give him a bite to eat and a place to live-

It's just that it can't be a home in Shelter Alley, and there's no need to stay any longer.

No matter how his uncle reacted in his heart, and without waiting for him to say anything like that, Lu Ming quickly walked to the entrance without looking back.

Putting on his worn-out sneakers that had been passed down for two or three years, he clenched the fist of his left hand hard, put his right hand on the doorknob, and unscrewed the door of the cage in a sense of relief.

But at the same time as he opened the door, the doorbell rang in his ears.

Lu Mingfei, who opened the security door, was a little stunned and looked at the black-haired young man who was standing at the door and pressing the doorbell.

The young man was carrying an elongated tennis bag, his forehead was a little red and swollen for some reason, and his hard black hair grew in different directions, like a sharp sword.

His expressionless face and eyes were full of complex emotions, giving Lu Mingfei the feeling that he was the kind of person who would pull out a knife and give him two blows at any time.

"Is that your ......?"

Lu Mingfei recognized him, the legend of Shilan Middle School, Chu Zihang, simply put, someone who should not appear here at any point in time.

This kind of thing that is contrary to normal immediately aroused his alarm.

For example, the deliberately lengthened tennis bag behind Chu Zihang is obviously more than just a racket...... It is very suitable to put both an M4 and a machete.

"Lu Mingfei." Chu Zihang silently glanced at the young man in front of him who was staring at him with blazing eyes, and sensed that something was wrong from his vigilant first reaction, and said bluntly: "How much do you know about the matter of 'Bu Shun'?" ”

"Brother Shun?"

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened slightly, and his brows furrowed, "...... We don't know each other very well. ”

Anyway, first stabilize the guy in front of you, who is probably carrying a gun or other weapon.

In Shilan Middle School, all kinds of news about Chu Zihang have been spreading, even if he himself has studied abroad, this kind of topicality has never disappeared.

Lu Mingfei had guessed very maliciously before, whether Chu Zihang, the guy who dragged the sky, was brushing dishes in some restaurant in the United States after going abroad, but now it seems that this is obviously not the case.

He is neither like the one who is always dressed in white, handsome, cold and capable when he sees him in school, which perfectly fits the image of a "good student" in the eyes of the teacher, nor is he like the girls in the school guess, what kind of doctorate is being studied in the United States, and he is shaking the test tube in the laboratory every day.

The self-evident cold feeling on the other party was stronger than many demon hunters he had seen in the apocalypse!

To say that the bag he was carrying behind his back was not a weapon, Lu Mingfei was willing to eat his chainsaw in one bite, but now such a familiar and strange person appeared at his door, and opened his mouth to ask about the seniors he knew......

"What the hell happened?"

Lu Mingfei vaguely had a peculiar premonition that his real life might also be turned upside down on this day.

didn't get the answer he wanted, and Chu Zihang's face couldn't see any obvious changes. He took the initiative to give up his position, turned his head and said to Lu Mingfei: "Come out first, let's go to a more suitable place to talk." ”

Lu Mingfei nodded and followed Chu Zihang's footsteps.

He wasn't very worried that Chu Zihang would be unfavorable to him, and the so many fights he had experienced had already made him develop such a good attitude, not to mention that he still had a god name now.

For some reason, after getting close to Chu Zihang, he felt that the existence of the divine name in his consciousness became clearer and clearer, and it seemed that as long as he wanted to, he could immediately burst out of this power belonging to the "demon" at any time...... This gave him a kind of confidence that Chu Zihang also felt should be cautious.

No one cared about the home he had left behind, and the two walked out of the neighborhood together in silence.

At the entrance of the community, Lu Mingfei saw an unfamiliar black sports car. In the lowered window, a burly white-haired old man stretched out his shoulder with some difficulty and waved at him with a smile on his face.

"Lu Mingfei, hello! Chu Zihang, you're all here! How do you know? ”

But Lu Mingfei didn't know the other party at all, but felt that he was a bit like the signature colonel in "Ken Beat Chicken".

I can't help but wonder if Chu Zihang became a security guard at a fried chicken restaurant after he went abroad, and threw out those who didn't order food and in the toilet in the store one by one.

"Talking in the car?"

Chu Zihang asked, and at the same time opened the door of the back seat first.

Lu Mingfei looked at the bag that the other party took off from behind his back, and narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to say?" Could it be that Brother Shun owes money to your fried chicken restaurant and ran away, so you want to arrest him and go back to pay off the debt? ”

Chu Zihang: ?