Chapter 1490: Dispersing Muggles
Feeling the force constantly exerted on the door panel from outside, although not big, but very persistent, Lu Mingfei became more suspicious of the identity of this group of men who looked no different from mercenaries. In addition, he was used to being targeted, so he naturally felt vigilant and hostile, "Speak clearly, what do you want to do? This is an airport, if you want to do something, think it through before you do it!"
After returning from Nibelungen, Lu Mingfei was already considered half a commissioner of the Executive Department. He succeeded in the two Dragon King battles. No matter how bad his test scores were, the Executive Department had to give him a medal, just like getting a zero in the college entrance examination but still being able to win the Nobel Prize.
As a commissioner of the Executive Department, Lu Mingfei was also required to memorize the set of precautions for commissioners in the field, especially never to fight casually in public places, unless he thought his life was threatened, he could start to fight back without restrictions.
Lu Mingfei's left hand, which was holding the door panel, had begun to grow dark red and small sword-shield-shaped hairs at an angle that the men outside could not see. Without knowing the depth of these guys outside the door, Lu Mingfei treated them all as "emperor's lackeys". Once he took action, the result was predictable.
"Please get out of the way. This is my last warning." The Angsa mercenary outside the door also noticed that the atmosphere was becoming solemn. He didn't know why he felt a sense of heaviness from this seemingly unremarkable Chinese boy, but he could only do what he should do as he had an order.
"This is also my last warning to you. If you don't leave, I'm really going to take action." Lu Mingfei looked at the sturdy man, as if he was considering whether he was a mixed-blood. Judging from the strength of the man who was struggling with him on the door panel, he was a little pitiful. He might be a leader among ordinary people, but among mixed-bloods, this strength could only sit at the same table with the pure brainpower scholar mixed-bloods.
In other words, Lu Mingfei could break the ribs of this strong man who looked like a body of steel with a little effort, and punch a dent in his chest without any effort.
But the more this happened, the more Lu Mingfei didn't want to have such a conflict, because he didn't want to bully people like this, especially ordinary people.
Just when the conflict was about to escalate, a loud footstep suddenly came from the corridor, sounding like the sound of hard soles of leather shoes hitting tiles. All the strong men dressed as mercenaries in the corridor gave way. He came with light steps, like dancing two steps of tap dance in the corridor, full of joy for the victory that was within reach, and just needed to whistle.
The last person who appeared in front of Lu Mingfei's door was a bearded man in a silver suit. He raised his hand and placed it on the edge of the door frame. He stood at an angle and looked at Lu Mingfei behind the door with a smile on his face. He asked in a polite tone that went against his appearance instinct, "What's the problem here?"
This man looked like a European. His first impression was of a burly and wild power. He had a shoulder-and-chest explosion and a flying back collar. He was not wearing a tie and the shirt with an open collar was exposed. Some of the exposed muscles were also tattooed. His movements were very aggressive. The Celtic man, who was nearly 1.88 meters tall, stuffed his body into a suit and oppressed Lu Mingfei behind the door with a condescending attitude. The smell of cologne on his body was a bit pungent.
He was not a guy who was easy to mess with. His face was full of the appearance of a bad guy involved in gangs and violence. When he smiled, he had an inexplicable sense of arrogance and threat like Connor the mouth cannon.
If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid he would have met all their requests tactfully, but Lu Mingfei just stood there and looked at this guy with a rather scrutinizing look.
".The problem here is big. Are these your people? Who are you? Why are you knocking on my door?" Lu Mingfei has been in the United States for two years. Although his English is not at the level of a native speaker, he still has a second language level. He can talk to these people casually.
"Oh, we are looking for someone, a thief who is not very disciplined. She took things that we shouldn't have taken and is running around. We suspect that she hid in the room here, so we came to conduct a routine inspection." The bearded man in a suit had a very European accent. While speaking, he also glanced at the room behind the door. At a glance, he pulled out a black backpack leaning against the bedside table. He squinted and whistled.
"You said to check? I have to know who you are." Lu Mingfei frowned, "I have been sleeping in here. There is no one else."
As he said, he turned around and glanced at the room. Then he saw the strange black backpack next to the bedside table. He was stunned for a moment, and at the same time he saw that the sheets of his bed seemed to be dragged to the ground, just blocking the gap under the bed.
"." Lu Mingfei had a headache.
"Can we go in and take a look? I promise not to touch anything that belongs to you." The bearded man grinned, showing his good teeth. Even though he was two sizes bigger than Lu Mingfei, he was willing to try to reason in this situation.
"No." Lu Mingfei glanced at the men outside who were on high alert and shook his head expressionlessly, "This is my private space. No matter what your reasons are, I can only allow you to come in if you show a search warrant related to this country. Otherwise, it would be an illegal invasion."
"I mean, my friend, if it is an illegal invasion, what are you going to do?" The bearded man tilted his head, scratched his hair lightly with his index finger, and looked at the Chinese boy in confusion.
He seemed to find that Lu Mingfei didn't bother them much, and he was a little confused whether he was a young man who was not afraid of tigers or a wild young man with background and strength.
"In theory, I should have unlimited self-defense rights, right? I don't know what the laws in Qatar stipulate." Lu Mingfei thought for a while and said.
"Hey, friend, how about this, do you think it will work?"
The bearded man raised his index finger and showed an expression of "I have an idea" on his wild face, then smiled and put his hand into his trousers pocket, twisting out a small stack of folded banknotes, all of which were US dollar bills, and the total amount was about one thousand.
The bearded man put the money in front of Lu Mingfei and shook it, and raised his head slightly to indicate the room in the crack of the door, "We pay, and then go around in your personal privacy and leave, without delaying each other, and there is no need to have any conflicts, how about it?"
After saying that, he smiled and leaned close to the bearded face. It was not "friendly" at all, and perhaps more threatening.
Seeing that Lu Mingfei didn't answer with a straight face, the bearded man's smile gradually eased, and he pouted his mouth slightly and tilted his head downward to signal Lu Mingfei to look down, "Or (or). My friend and I will go in with you and ask you to help me clean my gun in a friendly way?"
He lifted the hem of his suit that was about to burst, revealing the silver carved M1911 stuck on his belt. The fingers that touched the pistol were also tattooed with skulls. He looked like a professional thug of some gangster, the kind of ruthless character in the movie who would follow orders to go to the coffee shop on the street, take out a pistol and shoot the forehead of the mafia boss next door.
Is this guy a European mafia? Lu Mingfei raised his hand, and the men behind the bearded man who had already begun to threaten him took a half step forward for his action, and Lu Mingfei finally just raised his finger and scratched his cheek, thinking seriously about what he should do next.
To be honest, the situation is different now. If it was before, he would have been scared and cooperated well. But now he just felt it was troublesome. If he knocked these guys down, it would definitely attract people from the airport. When the airport people came to cooperate with the police and asked questions, he would definitely be delayed at the airport and miss the flight. This was not the result he wanted.
If it was Lin Nian, he would probably have pulled the gun out of the opponent's belt at a lightning speed and put it against the opponent's chin or palate, and gently lowered the hammer, watching the opponent shake with a slight "click" when the hammer hit the bottom, and calmly said, "Get lost."
But this is not his style. If Lin Nian did that kind of showy thing, it would be very handsome, but if he did it, he would feel a little bit too serious. It was not in line with his style of doing things, and it was difficult for him to hold it.
Then just use the simplest and most useful half-blood version of "dispersing Muggles" taught by the senior brothers in the execution department.
"Wait for me." Lu Mingfei raised his hand slightly to signal the thug in suit to wait, then closed the door neatly, turned to the bedside table and flipped through the care package sent on the plane. He found the eye drops in it, took them out and put a few drops in his eyes, walked back to the door, opened it, and looked outside.
"Can we talk properly now?" Lu Mingfei looked up at the man in suit and asked.
When the bearded man was about to say something, his words were instantly stuck in his throat, because the eyes that opened the door and looked at him were now full of dazzling gold. They were golden eyes that were intimidating without anger. The moment he looked at him, the mental oppression instantly summoned his golden eyes.
"Fuck." The bearded man lost his composure instantly, all his smiles and threatening postures collapsed. Under the mental shock, the whole person seemed to be hit by a transparent hammer, staggering back a few steps and knocking away the people behind him.
Lu Mingfei at the door was also stunned to see the golden eyes exposed by the stress reflex of the bearded man who was leaning against the wall, and realized that things seemed not as simple as he thought.
He looked at all the people in the corridor. Everyone seemed to be punched the moment they looked into his golden eyes. Their muscles couldn't stop trembling. He looked at them stepping back in unison, trembling all over but not collapsing on the ground. He asked in surprise, "Oh my god, are you all mixed-bloods?"
The bearded man by the wall avoided Lu Mingfei's eyes, sweating all over, cursing in his heart. In his eyes, the Chinese boy in a bathrobe at the door instantly turned into a dragon that was ready to eat anyone!
No matter how stupid he was, he knew he was lucky. The purity of the golden eyes of this mysterious Chinese boy was even more terrifying than those leaders of the Centurion Association he had seen at the family meeting!
They stepped on a landmine, and it was an explosive landmine!