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Chapter 38 Arrives! A Divine Manifestation!

[Xiao Yan: Holy crap, that little thing bursting with fire is actually one of the big bosses of the Little Road World, the King of Bronze and Fire, this is too...exciting.]

[Wang Xuan: A berserk, out-of-control dragon king... this thing seems to have come from within the academy. It seems this Kassel College is no ordinary institution.]

[Luo Feng: This situation is dire. According to the experts on the small road, if the Dragon King completely loses control, its power might be no less than a nuclear explosion.]

[Xiao Yan: Speaking of which, is Xiao Lu planning to take his senior sister away privately... Oh crap! We've crashed!]

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Lu Mingfei has absolutely no interest in chatting in the group right now.

When he learned that the entire Kassel College might be destroyed, the first person he thought of was his senior sister.

The only girl who brought him from the hell of despair into the light must not be harmed.

So Lu Mingfei immediately set off to find Nuonuo and prepared to send her out of the academy.

However, plans can't keep up with changes, and before it could even begin, the Bugatti Veyron crashed.

There are countless roads, but safety is the most important. Reckless driving will bring tears to your loved ones' eyes.

The slogan echoed in Lu Mingfei's mind, and now he felt regret, deep regret.

As a good young man who grew up under the red flag, even in this urgent situation, Lu Mingfei could not bring himself to commit a hit-and-run.

He cautiously pushed open the car door and got out, walking towards the other party who was still rolling on the ground, speaking nervously in English.

"Are you alright? ...You came out so suddenly, riding a motorcycle so late at night without even turning on the lights."

pat!

A black gun barrel was pressed against Lu Mingfei's chin from bottom to top, and the face of Mercenary Number Thirteen was filled with anger.

One second he was marveling at how God always favored good-looking little boys.

The next moment, someone drove a luxury car and nearly sent him to meet God.

With his escape plan disrupted and his five million reward about to slip away, how could Number 13 not be furious?

He wished he could shoot the ambush guy who had disrupted everything right then and there.

"Don't act impulsively! Don't act impulsively!"

Lu Mingfei raised his hands high. Even as a kung fu master, he couldn't possibly dodge the bullets at such close range. He could only look for an opportunity to counterattack.

In the rush, Lu Mingfei caught a glimpse of Intruder No. 13 out of the corner of his eye; he looked like a typical human.

A very cheerful face, a head of Chinese-style black hair, and a pair of signature droopy eyebrows... but why does this look so familiar?

Lu Mingfei's pupils dilated suddenly as he remembered where he had seen this face before.

"Hey...you're not Old Tang, are you?"

Old Tang was Lu Mingfei's online friend from another country, and they spent countless nights chatting and sparring on the interstellar map.

Because he met Lao Tang, Lu Mingfei felt that there was a familiar place on the map of America: Brooklyn, New York.

But... isn't Old Tang living on welfare in Brooklyn? Why is he holding a gun to his head here?

Upon hearing Lu Mingfei reveal his name, Mercenary Number 13 paused for a moment before carefully examining Lu Mingfei's face.

"That smug face of yours...you're Big Head Bear Mingming..."

"It's me, it's me, Lao Tang, we're on the same side, don't shoot!" Lu Mingfei quickly said, "By the way, Lao Tang, what are you doing here?"

"I'll tell them in the group chat later! I just came to do some work... Now that I've finished my work and am in a hurry to leave, they won't let me..."

Old Tang glanced over Lu Mingfei's shoulder at the Bugatti Veyron behind them, then looked Nuonuo up and down. "Wow! Hot girl! Can I borrow your car for a bit?"

After saying that, before Lu Mingfei could react, Old Tang pulled him back into the car, and at the same time shoved Nuonuo into the driver's seat and ordered the car to start.

"Old Tang, what exactly do you want? Can't you have some sense of chivalry?" Lu Mingfei shouted.

"Stop talking nonsense! Just put on an act, we'll release him once we get down the mountain," Old Tang said in a low voice, then roared at the approaching pursuers, "If they catch up, kill him!"

He tried his best to put on a fierce expression, but his cheerful face was simply not frightening.

This time, however, Old Tang's intimidation worked. The white-dressed goth girls with guns did not chase after them anymore; instead, they retreated step by step.

Before Lao Tang could figure out the reason, suddenly, an astonishing hot wind swept in, making the three of them sweat profusely on the spot.

Along with the heat came a powerful pressure, emanating from the depths of one's soul, threatening to crush one.

Old Tang didn't dare turn around, so he poked Lu Mingfei's waist and said, "Take a look back."

"Don't be silly, you're such a hero, why are you asking me to turn around when you won't?" Lu Mingfei resolutely refused to turn around.

"Look in the rearview mirror," Nono said, her voice trembling.

On the hood of the Bugatti's rear-mounted engine, a burning figure stood.

At this moment, she opened her arms and slowly bent down, as if she wanted to kiss one of Lao Tang and Lu Mingfei.

His face became clearer and clearer in the rearview mirror, his pupils burning with a brilliant gold.

His face looked as if the earth itself could crack, with lava flowing through the fissures.

A terrifying face slowly unfolded into an even more terrifying expression.

"Brother," he said softly.

"A ghost!" Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang hugged each other and screamed in fright.

[Xiao Yan: Holy crap, that startled me! When did this Dragon King arrive?]

[Luo Feng: Upon closer inspection, this seems to be a teenager... and does he have an eye problem?]

[Xiao Yan: Wait, I think I heard this Dragon King call me "brother"? How many younger brothers does Xiao Lu actually have?! Could Xiao Lu be a Dragon King too?!]

[Wang Xuan: This "brother" might not necessarily be referring to Xiao Lu, but could also be Xiao Lu's friend named Lao Tang.]

[Luo Feng: Everyone look, it looks like something's coming... Wait, that's... the group owner!!!]

Boom!

A loud explosion rang out in the sky.

A dazzling rainbow bridge descended from the sky, leaving a mysterious runic mark on the Kassel College.

The dazzling light, too bright to look at directly, gradually faded, and a figure slowly emerged from it.

It could only be Qin Feng.

[Wang Xuan: Lao Qin, you've successfully crossed over into a new field? How was it? Any reactions the first time? Like, feeling unwell or something?]

[Qin Feng (Group Owner): No, it feels pretty good.]

Aside from not being able to sense the familiar "spiritual energy," there were no other particularly intense reactions.

Just as Qin Feng was still adjusting to the new world, Lu Mingfei and the other two, who were not far away, all looked at Qin Feng.

"God!" Old Tang's mouth was so wide open it could almost fit two eggs.

"Waaaaah~" Lu Mingfei kept sobbing, his face full of emotion.

"Am I... hallucinating before I die?" Nono murmured, her face blank.

If it weren't a hallucination, there would be no way to explain why there would be a scene of a handsome young man in ancient costume traveling across the rainbow bridge from Norse mythology.

"That's about it."

Qin Feng opened his eyes again and took a step forward.

Swish!

A hundred meters is covered in an instant.

Qin Feng, riding on a Bugatti Veyron, struck out with his palm.

Dragon King Constantine was struck as if by a heavy blow, and his body flew backward with a thud.

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