Dragon Raja 5; Chapter 120: Thunder and the Watcher (30)

Dragon Raja 5

He had two Desert Eagles, one loaded with Frigga bullets and the other with steel core bullets. Seeing the scene before him, he immediately activated the steel core bullet. With the power of the Desert Eagle, a hit to the head should result in an explosion like a watermelon.

When the bullet hit the frogman’s skull, it made the sound of shooting metal!

Lu Mingfei fired shot after shot, from the forehead to the throat to the heart and then to the kidneys, delivering a steel core bullet to each vital part. This frogman was like a martial artist who had practiced the Golden Bell Cover horizontal training. He didn’t know the opponent’s weak points, but he didn’t mind hitting all possible weak points.

The large-caliber bullets had enormous kinetic energy, and Lu Mingfei endured a great deal of recoil, while the frogman also endured a great impact. Every time he was shot, he would lean back further, not just his neck, but his entire body bent backwards, but his feet remained firmly planted, not moving at all.

The magazine was empty, and the frogman stood there quietly, his entire body leaning back at an odd angle, like a strange human arch bridge. A moment later, his spine made a slight popping sound, and he slowly straightened up, his golden eyes, which had dimmed for a while, lit up again.

This time he was not a chanting monk. Lu Mingfei saw the beast-like murderous intent in his pupils. Fortunately, he had already picked up the short arc knife in his hand. When the frogman’s claws attacked, he blocked it with the short arc knife at his side. At the same time, he stepped on the frogman’s chest and kicked him flying backwards.

But the frogman bounced back immediately after landing, and swept Lu Mingfei’s throat with his sharp claws twice, with a time difference of only two seconds at most.

The two men trembled close together. Their short arc blades and sharp claws collided dozens of times in just half a minute, sparks flashing in the darkness. The other frogmen also assumed attacking stances, like beasts crouching on the ground with their forelimbs bent, ready to launch a fatal pounce at any moment. However, they did not attack immediately. Instead, they surrounded Lu Mingfei and the frogman, seemingly unwilling to rely on numbers to win.

Lu Mingfei thought he was finished this time. Within half a minute, he had used seven or eight martial arts from different regions, from Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu to Japanese Tomita-ryu Kodachijutsu, but none of them could fight against this frogman.

The frogman’s incredible skeleton and incredible muscle strength allowed him to attack at will, without following any common sense of combat. However, his basic fighting style resembled an ancient martial art originating from the Philippines. Just like the frogman who had been knocked down by Lu Mingfei, he actually used the fighting techniques of the South American indigenous people, but these techniques were greatly enhanced by their incredible bodies.

If this continues, he will die, and some extreme measures have to be taken. Lu Minfei took out a grenade from his pocket.

He did have two grenades stuffed in his windbreaker pockets, and since he had boarded the ship again, where it was obvious that something was wrong, he was of course fully armed.

Lancelot sat down opposite the crow and imitated him in crossing his legs.

The crow was stunned for a moment. He thought that Lancelot would show disappointment or anger after saying that. He wanted to see this man who was always calm and composed lose control, but Lancelot was as quiet as a Buddha, a French Buddha with flowing blond hair.

Lancelot took out a small steel wine flask from his clothes, with two small steel cups on the mouth of the flask. Lancelot poured a cup for the crow and himself, and the cups had the rich aroma of brandy.

At this moment, the sea breeze was strong and the thick fog was like an ever-changing torrent. The armed commissioners took a few steps back according to Lancelot’s gesture and disappeared into the fog. They sat opposite each other and drank, with an indescribable Zen feeling.

“Let’s play some music.” Lancelot took out his cell phone, selected a song, and placed the phone between himself and the crow.

A slightly hoarse song, with the piano beating the rhythm in a low voice, sounds like a story being told in this vast sea of ​​sky.

“Desperado, why are you still not awake?

You’ve built up walls around your heart for so long.

Oh, you stubborn guy,

But I know you have your reasons.

Things that make you happy now,

It can also cause you heartache.

…

Desperado, you are no longer young,

Pain and hunger force you to turn back,

Freedom, oh freedom, it’s just a legend,

Your prison is traveling alone across the world.

…

Desperado, why are you still not awake?

Come out of your fences and open your heart.

There may be wind and rain, but there will be a rainbow above your head after the rain.

You better let someone love you before it’s too late.”

“The Desperado?” Crow frowned.

He is not a fan of European and American music, but the song “Desperado” is so famous. It was a song by the Eagles in 1973 and can still be often heard in bars today.

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