Lu Mingfei didn't know why he was so angry, whether it was because he was attacked by a gun, or because Zero was injured, or because he was betrayed by his father and mother and did not see the encounter he imagined.
He just waved his arms mechanically, the earth was shaking, and the plants planted in the precious soil also fluctuated with Lu Mingfei's emotions.
Under the snow-covered ground, a little green appeared in the fine white snow, and thick roots with spikes emerged from the ground, wrapping around the soldiers, making them unable to move.
"I said, I want to see Lu Lincheng, why are you just unwilling to talk to me?" The tree man stood in the middle panting, looking at the soldiers lying on the ground around him. He struck very carefully, and the soldiers' injuries were not serious.
, you will recover quickly after getting treatment.
Many times, when something happens, it develops like an avalanche. Lu Mingfei never thought of being hostile or attacking, but things just happened, catching him off guard.
Facing the soldier who had been defeated by him, he slowly raised his hands. Most of the inexplicable anger disappeared, leaving only confusion. He said angrily in a tired voice: "Let my dad come out, I just
I want to meet him."
But the soldiers only sounded the alarm silently, and the third protective measure besides the hellhounds and security teams was slowly deployed.
In the eyes of many people, scientists are weak. They huddle in small laboratories, are powerless, and have some character flaws. They are a group of stubborn and crazy weirdos.
This is an alternative kind of prejudice. For mixed-race species, stronger bloodline brings higher wisdom, but also brings stronger strength. For these doomsday scientists, they have never stayed in experiments.
He is not a theoretical school in the room, but a practical martial arts school.
In the unified dormitory building, hybrids from all over the world poked their heads out. They were students collected by the doomsday sect. They were responsible for reproducing the sanctuary and inheriting the knowledge of their predecessors.
Young children are always impulsive. Before the more experienced teachers could arrive, several stout students rushed over with weapons. Their temperaments were somewhat similar to those of Kassel's students, but they were much more powerful.
A bit of a decadent temperament.
But Lu Mingfei didn't care about that. Cold weapons couldn't hurt him now. He waved a big slap on the face of the charging boy and knocked him to the ground.
Now that Lu Mingfei has transformed into a tree man, his physical fitness has made a qualitative leap. Combined with the training he has experienced in Kassel for more than a year, he has formed a tendency to crush this group of scientific madmen.
As the apprentices charged one after another, Lu Mingfei waved his hands and threw away these children who were about the same age as him. If his mood was aggrieved and angry before, now he felt nothing at all.
Move your hands mechanically.
The first few strong men who rushed over were probably users of some kind of enhanced speech spirit. They were very strong. After being thrown out by Lu Mingfei, they fell there and groaned. Then an even more handsome young man rushed up and used the speech spirit.
He controlled the sword and stabbed Lu Mingfei's vital part.
"It's a boring trick. It's too slow compared to Sister Qian." Lu Mingfei deflected the flying knife, kicked the young man in the stomach with his big rooty foot, and moved forward indifferently past him.
Susie from the Lion Heart Society is very good at throwing knives, but she won't throw them openly. What Susie likes most is to secretly hide one somewhere, and then rely on the word spirit to attack the opponent's throat from behind.
Amidst the noise, Lu Mingfei felt lonely. The excitement was all theirs and I had nothing. Lu Mingfei thought of the moonlight in the lotus pond written by Zhu Ziqing. Why did he feel uncomfortable even though the surroundings were so lively?
"Perhaps, I should do something." Lu Mingfei blocked another incoming samurai sword. Now the person rushing towards him seemed to be an island man. The spirit of speech seemed to have some kind of hypnotic ability, affecting him all the time.
his brain.
"Then knock down all these people, let dad see me now." Lu Mingfei murmured to himself, made up his mind, and then grabbed the cut samurai sword, using his palms hard, the fragile
The blade bent and made a clicking sound.
"Your sword is too soft." Lu Mingfei looked directly at the young man from the island country who was slashing him. Under the force, the samurai sword broke inch by inch and turned into fragments on the ground. Lu Mingfei put his five fingers together and inserted it into him.
in the belly.
The young man fell slowly, but Lu Mingfei just looked at his unbelievable eyes and said in a decisive tone: "I order you not to die."
Green light flashed on the young man's body, the injured organs slowly recovered, and Lu Mingfei strode forward to face his other opponent.
With the aid of Yanling, Lu Mingfei struck harder and harder, and the blood began to dye the snow on the ground red. The young men who came to attack him wailed and were knocked down one after another, but they still rushed forward one after another.
It's like slaying a dragon.
As a slain dragon, Lu Mingfei slashed open a girl's chest expressionlessly. He learned how to inflict pain on others at Kassel College and Minister Schneider, and now he uses this skill in battle.
middle.
The girl slowly fell down, and the dagger in her hand fell. Lu Mingfei just said indifferently, "Don't die," and continued to move forward.
There was a bright light ahead, and a man stood in front of Lu Mingfei with his back to the light.
He was a young man in his twenties. He was very energetic and had a very aggressive face. Lu Mingfei couldn't help but think of his former military training instructor, Anton Belozovsky.
Then he felt the air around him become thicker. It was the same word spirit as Anton, which could gel the air around the target and turn it into a cage that no living thing could escape from.
This speaking spirit is very difficult to deal with, but Lu Mingfei knows his weakness. This gelling of the air will affect the releaser.
So in the air that had begun to become thicker, Lu Mingfei strode forward and rushed towards the lion-like young man in front of him. The air became thicker and thicker, and it became difficult for Lu Mingfei to move.
Yawenba
He stretched out his finger and stopped in front of the young man's nose without moving again. Seeing this, the young man smiled happily and said in English with a heavy accent: "I caught you, monster."
He is very aware of his ability. The air turned into gel will open the opponent's lungs, causing all his organs to swell and tear apart. Finally, he will die in endless pain due to suffocation.
But then, the tree-like arm stretched forward and pierced his throat. In the young man's surprised eyes, Lu Mingfei broke free from comfort and silently complained:
"Trees don't have any such thing as lungs, you fool."