Chapter 487 Honor and Life

This was the last research institute Lu Mingfei went to.

Upon entering, a smile appeared on Lu Mingfei's calm face.

The man in black trench coat stood in front of the fountain. The fountain stopped. He looked quietly at the iron-gray sky, like an ancient Greek sculpture, with a lollipop in his mouth.

Hearing the footsteps, the man turned around. His face was surprisingly young and childish like a student, but the black trench coat and the knife on his waist gave him a bit of aloofness.

"S-level."

He nodded and introduced himself.

"Fuma Ryosuke."

Lu Mingfei looked at him curiously.

"Only you?"

"enough."

"Too."

Suddenly Fuma Ryousuke put his hand into his pocket.

Lu Mingfei watched quietly.

"Would you like one?"

Fengma Ryosuke handed the lollipop he took out to Lu Mingfei.

Like magic, the candy that was originally just one candy became four as Fuma Ryousuke opened his fist.

"Chocolate, strawberry, pineapple, sour plum."

"Pick one."

Fuma Ryousuke said with a smile.

Lu Mingfei took the chocolate one.

"What a coincidence."

"What?"

Fuma Ryousuke recalled with a warm smile.

"The first time His Highness the Young Master gave me, it was the same as you."

Someone blocked the sun and cast a shadow.

Fuuma Ryosuke, dressed as Yakuza, raised his head with narrowed eyes.

The man took away the cigarette from his mouth and handed him a lollipop.

"Smoking is harmful to health."

His Highness the Young Master of the Eight Sheqi Clan said.

After that, Fuma Ryosuke followed this man onto the battlefield, played the bargaining chip of his life, and cut off the ghost's head.

Think about it, it’s been so many years.

"Your young master."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Is your surname Yuan?"

Fuma Ryosuke smiled.

"I never thought that with an S-class noble status, I would know my young master. Come to think of it, if His Highness hears this news, he will definitely be happy."

Fuma Ryousuke nodded.

"Your Highness, Young Master, Yuan Zhisheng."

"Is Yuan Zhisheng..."

Lu Mingfei repeated.

"It seems like you respect him."

"Well, His Highness the Young Master is a leader truly worth following with one's life."

When he said this, Fuma Ryousuke showed respect from the bottom of his heart, and could not fake it at all.

Lu Mingfei saw it clearly.

He nodded.

"I look forward to the day I meet him."

"I believe His Highness the young master will prepare the best sake and cherry blossoms."

"Wine and flowers? I thought only knives and swords were waiting for me."

Lu Mingfei said.

"After all, I'm the one who killed you."

Fuma Ryousuke's hand in his pocket was trembling slightly.

He tried hard to control his voice.

"It's fine."

"The Feng Mo family did something like that and violated the interests of the family. Only blood can wash it away."

"I didn't die at the hands of an S-class, I died for the Feng Demon family's sins."

"His Royal Highness the young master is a sensible person, he can understand you."

"in this way."

Lu Mingfei said.

"I want this Yuan Zi to be born gradually."

"Believe me, His Highness the Young Master will not disappoint you."

"I would tell him that he has a very good friend."

Fuma Ryosuke covered his mouth and laughed, shrugging his shoulders.

He waved his hands repeatedly.

"Forget it, forget it."

"You are flattering me by saying that."

"With my identity and bloodline, I can't be considered a friend of His Highness."

"Speaking of which, if the young master could remember that he has a follower and a subordinate like me."

Fuma Ryousuke's laughter stopped, and his words were as light as a sighing wind.

He gently raised the corners of his mouth, showing a somewhat lonely smile.

"I'm already very satisfied."

The two of them sat in front of the fountain for a while and finished the lollipops.

"Is there anything you want to say to your young master?"

"Well, if you can, please tell His Highness, Ryousuke, you are causing trouble to your lord."

"Is there anything else?"

"Gone."

"Okay, I remember."

Lu Mingfei and Fuma Ryousuke stood face to face, walking back, twenty steps apart.

Lu Mingfei slowly drew out his sword.

Fuma Ryousuke felt a pain in his eyebrows.

"This is?"

"Demon sword, Muramasa."

Fuma Ryosuke smiled in relief.

"What a coincidence. Are you also the one who surrendered to the demon sword?"

A fierce momentum rose.

Fuma Ryousuke's black trench coat is windless and automatic.

It was as if he could see the shadow of another man in him at this moment.

"Fengma family, Ryosuke, come on."

Lu Mingfei responded.

"Kyuzhou, Yama."

…………

Mai Shutoku was surprised to see her young master walking with someone on his back.

"Master."

"A grand burial."

These words made Shutoku Mai confused. What era was it, and the word "lavish burial" was too out of place.

But the boss has said that Lu Mingfei’s words are his words. With the resources she and accounting maid Potato Chip Niu have, they can still send someone away in a graceful manner. If not, they can buy a funeral company, a one-stop service. In terms of service arrangements, it is nothing more than potato chip girl's efforts to make more money on Nasdaq.

Wait, it turns out this guy is not in a coma, but a corpse.

Mai Shutoku glanced at Fuma Ryousuke who Lu Mingfei had placed in the back seat.

She glanced at her young master calmly again, secretly thinking about what the young master had gone through in there, including a generous burial and so on, which proved that this guy had Lu Mingfei's approval, but who was he?

"By the way, put Feng Mo's clan emblem in his coffin."

"He deserves it."

…………

Movement, Genji Heavy Industries.

"How's it going at the port?"

"It's still in our hands. It's been scattered. No S-class is found."

"That's right, young master."

Sakura reported.

"The movements of the Fengma family's ninja troops are a bit strange. Please take a look at these information."

"oh?"

Yuan Zhisheng took it and flipped through it one by one.

Before he finished reading, Yuan Zhisheng had already stood up.

"gone."

Yasha struck the crow to remind him to follow.

Crow, who was snoring with his legs on the table, almost fell to his death.

He scratched his head and got up, and was about to curse when he saw no one around him. He looked around blankly, and then he noticed Yuan Zhisheng and three people walking away.

The crow hurriedly followed.

Crow and Yaksha exchanged glances. The young master was about to leave suddenly, and they didn't know where they were going.

Sakura finally spoke.

"There is a problem with the Feng Mo family."

This is Yuan Zhisheng's answer.

The confusion on Crow and Yasha's faces disappeared.

This sentence is enough.

They don't need to know what the problems are with the Feng Mo family, nor do they need to know the reasons why the young master made this decision. The two of them know their position very well. They are the young master's retainers and his sword. The sword does not need to be thought about, it only needs to be used. Just carry out the will of the person holding the sword.

As they walked, Yuan Zhisheng's expression changed.

He glanced back.

Yuan Zhisheng was thoughtful. "I remember Ryosuke, he asked for leave."

The crow was stunned and muttered.

"right."

"Young master, if you say that, it's true that we haven't heard from Ryousuke for several days."

"I have it here."

Yasha said.

Several pairs of eyes fell on him.

Yasha took out his phone.

Above is Ryousuke's text message.

"When I come back, let's play King of Fighters together."

"I have trained hard."

"Maybe I can even compete with the eldest lady."

"Hahaha."

Seeing these words, Ryousuke's slightly childish face seemed to automatically appear in front of his eyes.

cried the crow.

"What is that guy?"

"So cunning!"

"You actually practice secretly!"

Not long ago, Yuan Zhisheng participated in the World King of Fighters Invitational Tournament, and the news spread somehow. Directors are all keen on e-sports games like King of Fighters. All the commissioners of the Executive Bureau secretly bought consoles without saying anything. With the cassette, you can train fighting skills with the same energy as studying sword skills, but this fighting skill is just a fighting skill in the game.

Fuuma Ryousuke, who often goes on missions with Minamoto no Kosuke, is no exception.

In fact, many people felt sorry for Fuma Ryosuke. If not for his birth, Fuma Ryosuke would have been qualified to become Minamoto's retainer just like Crow Yasha.

Regardless of his bloodline, belief in nature, or the bond with Minamoto and several people, Fuma Ryousuke is qualified.

The only difference was his Feng Mo surname.

"Speaking of which, if we go to Fuuma's house, Ryousuke should be a landlord."

"We must be ruthless when the time comes..."

Yasha gave Crow a hard look.

Only then did Crow realize that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

They quietly observed Yuan Zhisheng from the corner of their eyes.

The gorgeous lights of Tokyo outside the window hit the man's face, but his expression was not reflected.

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes fell on the first line of Ryosuke's text message.

Said the man who always called his highness solemnly.

"wait me back."

…………

"Master, the file you requested has been sent by the Menggui."

"Okay, put it here."

Lu Mingfei pinched his eyebrows.

They are about to attack the secret port controlled by the eight Sheqi families. The closer the time is, the more they cannot relax. There are many things that need to be dealt with by Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei also felt tired.

Lu Mingfei picked up the file.

There are two files in total, one thin and one thick, the thin one belongs to Minamoto and the thick one belongs to Fuma Ryousuke.

Mai Shutoku was a little strange about this. No matter how she looked at it, Minamoto was more important than Ryosuke Fuma, but the young master asked for the latter's files by name, and he made it clear that they had to be detailed.

Reminiscent of the young master's talk about a generous burial, Shuutoku Mai thought that there might be only one answer.

Lu Mingfei looked at Feng Mo Ryosuke first, and then at Yuan Zhisheng.

Read it after a long time.

Lu Mingfei put down Yuan Zhisheng's files.

"Is this the person you are loyal to?"

Mai Shutoku confirmed her inner guess.

If you guessed correctly, the you Lu Mingfei mentioned should be Fengma Ryosuke.

"Master."

"Since you treat this man differently, why don't you save his life and take him under your command?"

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Fuma Ryosuke has his young master, and he will never be loyal to anyone else in his life."

"Besides, you are wrong about one thing."

"I was not the one who killed Fuma Ryosuke."

Lu Mingfei thought of the man who died generously in the dark night.

"It's him."

"Honor is higher than life. This is the fate of people like him."

Lu Mingfei put the files of Fuma Ryousuke and Yuan Zhisheng into the brazier together, watching the orange flames slowly licking them, and the ashes merged together, regardless of each other.

The firelight reflected Lu Mingfei's face red, and it was difficult to tell what his expression was at this moment. Jiu De Mai could only remember the young master's eyes, which were exceptionally bright.

Mai Shutoku was once again deeply aware of the changes that had happened to the young master.

The young master in the past would not kill easily.

For example, he also faced Fuma Ryosuke.

In the past, Lu Mingfei would probably sit down with Feng Mo Ryosuke laughing and joking, eating fried chicken and drinking Coke, turning hostility into friendship in a way that no normal person would think of.

But now Lu Mingfei is really capable of taking action.

Mai Shutoku couldn't decide which of the two actions was better or worse. The former was about saving her life, while the latter was about fulfilling the other person's needs.

But she vaguely felt that the latter's young master was more powerful.

The power of the inner world.

"go to bed early."

"I'm still busy tomorrow."

"Yes, Master."

Jiude Mai said goodbye and walked out of the tent for a long time. When she turned around, she saw the silhouette of Lu Mingfei sitting upright reflected in the tent, like a mountain.

…………

Chili Pepper hugged Miwako tightly.

They are with everyone in the village.

Looking around, all the villagers in Sailing Village looked worried.

They have been running around in this mountain forest for a long time.

From the beginning, food was supplied normally, to now it is limited per head.

When will their days like this end?

Dad and his people said they would leave soon and no one would be left behind. The people in the Sailing Village would leave this land, sail away and gain true freedom, and there would be no more Sheqi Bajia.

They believed it.

But as time passed, not even a shadow of the freedom promised by Dad was seen, and they could not even guarantee their daily food supply.

Although the photo was taken under the authority of Dad, no one said anything on the surface, but privately there was already an undercurrent. The Pepper sisters had heard it many times. Some people doubted whether it could succeed. The news that the port was blocked was not a secret. That was Sheqi Can the Eight Families, the real emperors of this land, really be able to break through with their little strength?

Often at this time, Little Pepper would get excited and argue with them, take out Lu Mingfei, and describe to them how powerful this person was, and it was Lu Mingfei's promise to take them away. This was someone who kept his word. , never break your promise.

But after all, there are only a few people who have actually gotten along with Lu Mingfei and seen him take action.

Pepper is just a kid again.

A child's words are somewhat convincing.

An atmosphere of panic spread among the villagers.

Each transfer deepens the emotion a little more.

Even if they join forces with the Sword Warriors and the Half-Dead Warriors, they still can't reduce it.

The more people there are, the more panic there is.

If several leaders hadn't firmly believed in Lu Mingfei and had quite high authority, the situation would have been corrupted and out of control.

But it’s only a matter of time before we lose control.

Until this day.

"Have you decided?"

"Well, that's what the adult meant."

"What should be done specifically and how do we need to cooperate?"

"The lord will prepare everything, all we have to do is get on board."

"That lord?"

"Yes, it's him."

"okay, I get it."

An explosive news quickly began to spread.

They are about to set off, and the sailing voyage that only exists in legends is about to come true.

And it was Lu Mingfei who achieved all this.

Although people don't know what means Lu Mingfei will use to break through the blockade of the port by the eight Sheqi families.

But the glimmer of hope made them forget everything.

They will be able to leave soon, and this future brings them infinite joy.

The frenzied mood lasted until early the next morning.

As they set out for the port, they suddenly began to worry.

Those are the eight Sheqi families.

The true ruler of all hybrids in the land.

Take them away, what should Lu Mingfei do?

The sad look appeared on their faces again.

There are only a few exceptions.

Such as Xiaojiao, such as Jian Shihua, such as Chunshu.

They believed in Lu Mingfei.