After learning the results of Fingel's actions, Lu Mingfei cut off the call connection. He stood on the streets of Tokyo and looked at the bustling flow of people.
According to the information currently known, Fingel and the others have successfully brought Constantine's cocoon back, which will provide him with sufficient time to deal with Old Tang's affairs in the future.
As long as Constantine's cocoon is controlled in his hands, Lu Mingfei can control the time when Norton wakes up in Old Tang's body.
Even if you think about it a little more, within this time, you will try your best to wipe out Norton's consciousness, leaving only Old Tang's consciousness.
This will not only eliminate a dragon enemy, but also add a Dragon King-level combat effectiveness to your team.
No, Lu Mingfei rejected his idea. He thought of Constantine, who was still in the cocoon. If he operated it properly, he might become two Dragon King-level combatants.
Lu Mingfei paused his chaotic thoughts. No matter how many thoughts he had, he was not there now. The place where he was standing was Tokyo, Japan, and he needed to make arrangements in advance here.
Lu Mingfei leaned on the street corner, and several names flashed through his mind: Yuan Zhisheng, Yuan Zhisheng, Hui Liyi... Finally, he rejected these names one by one.
Both Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhisheng are under Herzog's control. No matter who he comes into contact with first, Herzog above him will be alert.
He even alerted the enemy and made Herzog aware of his arrival.
The same goes for Eri, that trash Herzog may have paid more attention to her.
Before meeting any of them, the most important thing he needed to do was to strangle that disgusting thing from Herzog in the cradle.
At this moment, a group of underworld gangsters with black dragon heads tattooed on their arms walked arrogantly towards Lu Mingfei, who was leaning on the corner of the street.
The leader of the gangster was holding a baseball bat in his hand, with an obvious scar on his face, and his expression was extremely vicious.
Perhaps because they saw Lu Mingfei's unfamiliar face, or perhaps because they saw Lu Mingfei's clothes that were not incompatible with Tokyo, Japan, they chose Lu Mingfei as their target today.
"That guy is you." The baseball bat hit Lu Mingfei hard within an inch of his face, stirring up a burst of dust on the wall.
The gangster holding a baseball bat approached Lu Mingfei. There was an obvious scar on his ferocious face, as if it had been cut with a knife in a gang melee.
But such scars are not a shame for a gangster. On the contrary, it is a sign of their strength.
Such scars are a symbol of their bloody fight for the community and their glory as the bottom of the underworld.
"People from other countries?"
The scar-faced gangster asked fiercely. Several other gangsters who were his subordinates also tacitly surrounded Lu Mingfei at this time, preventing him from having a chance to escape.
"Yes." There was no expression on Lu Mingfei's face, but what he didn't expect was that he would be the first to realize the power of the Japanese underworld as soon as he arrived in Tokyo.
"Oh, so I'm not from here. No wonder he spoke so arrogantly and only replied to me with one word. It made me very angry."
As he spoke, his baseball bat kept rubbing against the wall next to Lu Mingfei's face, and the expression on his face was uncertain.
"However, since we are foreigners coming to visit, we are not unreasonable. As long as you hand over your protection money and make us happy, maybe we will be kind and let you go."
The scar-faced gangster laughed loudly after saying this, and the other gangsters laughed too. Their eyes looked at Lu Mingfei full of greed and disdain.
Outsiders, even if you are a dragon, you have to lie down in front of the Japanese underworld. This is the eternal truth recognized by them in the underworld field.
Of course, even if Lu Mingfei gave them protection money, they would not give up. As a gangster, they would never tell anyone any rules.
Breaking one's word is their favorite tactic, and the best enjoyment is watching the shocked expressions on those people's faces when they thought they were being spared but were not.
Moreover, the scar-faced gangster looked at the people coming and going. They all saw what he had done, but they were afraid that no one would stand up and stop him.
I just happened to help them strengthen their positive impression today. Maybe I would also use this method to increase my power in this area and improve my status in the future.
"Money? I have some, but it's all in US dollars." Lu Mingfei said calmly, but the words he spoke made the greed in the eyes of these gangsters almost turn into reality.
The U.S. dollar is still a wealthy owner, and it seems that it will get a lot of money today.
"Why don't you hand it over soon..." The scar-faced gangster had just arrogantly wanted Lu Mingfei to hand over all his money, but he didn't expect that the next moment he felt a heartbreaking pain in his finger.
One of his fingers holding the baseball bat was bent in the opposite direction by Lu Mingfei just for a moment, and the knuckles of his fingers instantly turned purple.
"Ah!" The scar-faced gangster yelled in pain. He couldn't figure out why his fingers became like this in an instant.
"I hate being threatened. This reminds me of many of my unhappy past." Lu Mingfei left the corner and looked at these gangsters with cold eyes.
"And when I think about unhappy past events, I get very angry. When I get angry, I do violent things to vent my anger."
"Unfortunately, you did all the things I hate.
Lu Mingfei's tone was very calm, like a cup of still water without any ripples.
But while he was speaking, he grabbed the little gangster's head, then turned around and pressed his head hard against the corner.
A trace of blood appeared from the white dust in the corner of the wall, and a long and narrow wound also appeared from the back of his head.
The scar-faced gangster was about to pick up the baseball bat to resist. The next moment, all five fingers of the hand holding the baseball bat were twisted by Lu Mingfei.
The fingers that were originally straight suddenly became like winding roots of an old tree, and purple bruises gathered at the finger joints.
"What are you still doing? Why don't you help me?" He screamed while scolding his gangsters to help him.
Only then did the gangsters who surrounded Lu Mingfei react and wanted to swarm up to kill Lu Mingfei to save their boss.
"Bang." The gangster who rushed the fastest was kicked several meters away by Lu Mingfei. He didn't stop until he hit the wall. He spit out blood and fainted.
"He should thank me for just kicking him into a first-degree disability and not kicking him to death."
Listening to Lu Mingfei's demonic words and his powerful fighting power, the gangsters who originally wanted to get closer subconsciously stopped where they were.
They looked at each other, and the silent atmosphere gradually spread in the air. Just when they wanted to turn around and escape, Lu Mingfei's words stopped them in place.
"If you take one more step, you will all die." Lu Mingfei looked at them, his bright golden eyes had opened at some point, and he was crushing these gangsters with the pressure of a king.
Lu Mingfei's hand holding his head hit hard on the wall with the scar-faced gangster's head, knocking him unconscious and throwing him to the ground like garbage.
Then he glanced around and asked these little gangsters,
"You guys came at a good time and let me know who I want to find now. Do you know an uncle who has a ramen stall next to the university?"
"Those who know can survive, those who don't know will become first-degree disabled or ashes in the urn."
