Chapter 230: Speeding, Crazy Dragon 1

Egypt, the night rises, the moonlight shines on the city, and it is rare to be calm.

As a standard country harvested by America, Egypt, like other countries, has more or less problems.

As problems arise, under the huge pressure of livelihood, people will try to trample on the law.

This is not surprising. Since ancient times, there have been countless people who have taken risks to survive, and countless rebels. The few words written in history books may represent the resistance of half a country and tens of millions of people.

Of course, Egypt has not reached this deadly rebellion dilemma because the state subsidizes big cakes and guarantees basic food supplies.

However, relatively speaking, the rebellion has not happened, and the crime of petty theft has increased exponentially.

"Brother, are you changing your career to become a superhero?"

Lu Mingze put his hands behind his back, looked at Lu Mingfei's unique appearance, and complained directly: "Have you paid the publishing fee to Marvel?"

Lu Mingfei in front of Lu Mingze looked different. He changed into an almost pure black jumpsuit, and the whole person was wrapped up like a tight agent.

Lu Mingfei shook his wrist, his eyes calm, and looked at Lu Mingze: "I admire Batman."

"Oh, Master Wayne, your Batfighter has been revoked, and you have to ride this Harley motorcycle to fight crime." Lu Mingze took over Lu Mingfei's words very well, snapped his index finger, and changed his clothes with one click.

He wore a neat suit and a shiny beard. He looked like an authentic British gentleman, and his accent had a bit of biu di fu.

"In addition, due to the shortage of funds, your Batman suit is being manufactured. You may need to wait for a short time."

"Ha."

With a laugh, Lu Mingfei sat on the pure black Harley motorcycle brought by Lu Mingze, which is said to be the same model as the Ghost Rider.

"Lu Mingze, do you think I am still myself? Now I am actually doing something I never dared to think about before, preparing to go racing."

Lu Mingfei put down his hand that was about to turn the throttle, picked up the helmet, and asked with doubts.

The huge changes visible to the naked eye, from the complete reshaping of personality to habits, shattered the self, and then crushed like iron ore.

Such pain, like torture, am I still "Lu Mingfei" born here?

"Of course, brother, you are still Lu Mingfei, you just changed a little bit."

It's just a little change, in fact, you haven't changed at all.

"Really?" Lu Mingfei put on the helmet and pressed the buckle hard: "I really don't know if it's a good or bad change."

I'm still me, I'm still Lu Mingfei.

Holding the throttle of the Harley motorcycle, Lu Mingfei felt that he was not sitting on an ordinary car, but a violent dragon. And he was a dragon tamer, reaching out to grab the reins on the dragon's neck to suppress its violence.

"Lu Mingze, this is an ordinary Harley motorcycle, right?"

"Of course." Lu Mingze nodded: "This is an ordinary Harley motorcycle, the same model of Ghost Rider Harley-Davidson-V22R."

"That's it."

"Brother, are you really ready?"

"What did you say?" Lu Mingfei looked at Lu Mingze with some doubts, why do you ask that.

Taking a deep breath, thinking about everything Lu Mingfei had experienced, Lu Mingze wanted to say that you only need to trade a quarter of your life, then all this will be at your fingertips.

However, as if he was a stranger, with a completely different personality from the loser, his words and deeds showed such passion.

Lu Mingze suppressed the deal he wanted to say, and changed his words: "Brother, I wish you a safe journey."

"Ha, of course." Lu Mingfei waved his hand, said goodbye to Lu Mingze, and then turned the throttle.

Lu Mingze did not lie. This Harley motorcycle was indeed an ordinary motorcycle, a product of the same studio as Ghost Rider.

"I wish you a safe journey." After saying that, Lu Mingze's figure faded until he disappeared without a trace.

Turning the throttle, under the dark moon, Lu Mingfei felt the wind blowing through his body. The air flow was blowing, and he was like a fish struggling in the river, fighting against the flowing river water.

The wind surrounded him, and Lu Mingfei could feel the touch of the air flow on his skin.

In the memory of his mind, everything that the deep sea felt was recalled again, despair, wailing, pain, torture... words describe Lu Mingfei's so-called life.

The deep sea embraces everything, and the sea water and air gradually overlap at this time. Lu Mingfei feels as if he is struggling in the deep sea again, reaching out to grab the light.

"Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha."

Laughing loudly, Lu Mingfei felt that everything was so refreshing and unrestrained in the black helmet.

What is pressure? Different people have different answers.

Bai Mo's pressure is to deal with the troubles in the world without any rest time, suppress the turmoil in the world, and control the contradictions within a certain range.

From mixed-bloods, ordinary people to all kinds of people, all kinds of things involved need to be handled by Bai Mo.

I am everything, everything is with me, everywhere, so naturally I need to take on everyone's "personality" and the role on the world stage!

For example, Kaguya Shinomiya.

She saw the "god" side of Bai Mo and entered the Japanese light drama called "Confession of Miss Kaguya". In the real world, Bai Mo walked around Japan as Kaguya Shinomiya, maintaining the pillars of order from collapsing.

Kaguya Shinomiya is just one of them. In addition to her, there are thousands of people, men, women, old people, children... Basically, Bai Mo has to restrict and plan, and stride towards a better future.

Lu Mingfei naturally didn't know all this, which was something Lu Mingze couldn't recognize.

His pressure was different from Bai Mo's, and it was another form.

In the past, Lu Mingfei was trapped in a cage, and everything he saw was like looking at the world outside the window through the iron window, while he was firmly bound by chains.

The so-called "you should do this", "you must do this", "you can only do this" are like the shell of a tortoise, suppressing the rabbit inside the shell from running.

"Now, I don't need to think about these things."

Be timid? Worry about nothing?

I don't need it.

There is no need to think about how Chen Wenwen will see him, no need to think about what kind of reaction he will get from his uncle and aunt, no need to think about becoming a clown to please others... There is no need to think about anything, just turn the throttle, drive the motorcycle, and go full speed.

Unconsciously, Lu Mingfei turned the throttle to the limit.

When he was racing selflessly, the hot golden light in his pupils was like the pupils of a dragon, and his heartbeat speed had exceeded the limit of humans.

"Faster, faster, faster!"

Turning the throttle, Lu Mingfei's body was faintly burning with flames. He was like a mad dragon, venting his arrival here unscrupulously.

The painful memory was suppressed in his heart, and Lu Mingfei just wanted to vent, push away this heavy pressure, and vent the endless emotions in his heart.