Dragon Raja 5; Chapter 159: Thunder and the Watcher (69)

Dragon Raja 5

Lu Mingfei was baffled by the girl’s way of speaking; he didn’t understand Zero’s position. The fact that he was a monster was irrefutable, the evidence was irrefutable. It wasn’t that Victoria and Isabel didn’t care about their past friendship, but as dragon slayers, they could only stand against Lu Mingfei. Just like when Chu Zihang faced Xia Mi, the incarnation of Jörmungandr, no matter how much pain he felt, he still stabbed.

This classmate from Russia is so good. Originally, the friendship between us in college was just copying each other’s homework. If I copied her homework, I would treat her to supper as a reward. But now that I am on the run, she sits down and directly declares that I am a ally.

“Friendly sister! Are you out of your mind? Although my senior sister and I may not be in love, at least we have a friendship on the level of risking her life to save me and I would risk my life to save her. You are just a good-looking passerby. When will it be your turn to sit in my senior sister’s seat?”

But Lu Mingfei couldn’t say these words. The “Vacuum Queen” had established her position with just her eyes. Now she was the leader of the escape team, and Lu Mingfei was dismissed in an instant.

“I’ve refueled the plane. We’ll arrive in Taiwan in two and a half hours. The original crash has been rescheduled to occur in the waters near Taiwan, but I’ve prepared three parachutes. Teach Chu Zihang the precautions for parachuting,” Zero ordered expressionlessly. “Have you taken the aircraft piloting course?”

“I know a little bit, but I have practical experience.” Lu Mingfei nodded quickly.

“It’s just like driving. If you have any questions, there’s a manual here.” Zero switched to autopilot and stood up and left the cockpit. “I need to get some sleep. I flew to Japan overnight and I’m still jet-lagged.”

Chu Zihang quickly made way for the little queen in a flowing white dress. When passing by, Zero stared into Chu Zihang’s eyes for a second and nodded, not knowing whether it meant to say hello or to confirm that the goods were OK.

“Brother, who is that?” Chu Zihang sat down in the passenger seat.

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment and said, “Zero, you can just call her Junior Sister. She was originally your Junior Sister.”

Chu Zihang nodded. He insisted on calling Nuonuo “sister” because he felt that Nuonuo was indeed a sister. But if you ignored her condescending look, Zero was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old high school student, so it was fine to treat her as a junior sister.

“Brother, didn’t you say that you wouldn’t bring girls this time?” Chu Zihang lowered his voice.

“This… can’t be considered a girl, it’s more like a humanoid fighter plane,” Lu Mingfei said. Actually, it was useless for him to say anything. Zero was already here, so he couldn’t drive her away, especially since she was the boss of this small gang.

At this time in the cabin, Zero had already covered his eyes with a mask and fell asleep while sitting upright.

    ***

At dusk, the University of Tokyo Hospital.

Nuonuo was fast asleep. The old nurse and the young nurse exchanged a look of relief. Not long ago, the patient woke up, asked where she was, and pulled out all the tubes in her body. She stood up and was about to leave, but she fainted again before leaving the ward. The mere act of standing up reopened all her wounds.

The nurses arrived and injected her with a large amount of sedatives. After a series of emergency treatments, her condition stabilized. This girl was completely insane. She was barely breathing, and it was already difficult to care for her. What would happen when she regained her strength? I just hope that the gangster clan will come and take her away soon.

At this time, someone knocked on the door. The young nurse went to answer it. Standing outside the door was a young man in a neat suit who looked like an office worker.

“Sorry for the long wait. I’m here to pick up Miss Chen Motong.” The young man smiled.

“Ms. Chen Motong?” The young nurse was stunned.

“She’s a pretty girl, about 22 or 23 years old. She was injured. Her hair color is quite special, dark red.” The young man said, presenting an exquisite gift box with both hands.

The nurse quickly opened the door and let the young man in.

After the young man entered the room, he glanced at NuoNuo lying on the hospital bed, nodded slightly, and intentionally or unintentionally lifted up his windbreaker to let the nurses see the gorgeous lining.

Sure enough, he was a member of the underworld family. The young nurse had just brought the discharge procedures for the young man to sign. This document had been prepared long ago. As long as someone came to pick him up, Nuonuo could be discharged at any time. The old nurse stopped him.

“Please come with us to see the director about your discharge,” the old nurse said. “It’s not something we can decide.”

What worried her was the expensive gift box—a box of fruit from Sembikiya, a true luxury. In Japan, patients’ families would give gifts to doctors, but for nurses, they usually gave small souvenirs. The visitor’s generosity was excessive.

“That’s as it should be,” the other party bowed slightly, “of course not just anyone can take away someone who is deposited in the name of the Sheqi Eight Clans.”