Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Rain, so heavy rain.

Knife, such a fast knife.

In a sharp and harsh braking sound, the six-meter-long Maybach suddenly fell behind the black shadow, and the sharp blade that came out of the door also tore a bright red blood line in an instant, and the black shadow on the right was Caught off guard, half of his body was scratched with hideous wounds that turned away the flesh and revealed the bones.

The shrill roar drowned out the pouring rain, but it couldn't cover up the increasingly manic roar of the Maybach's engine, and the loud explosion in the boy's hand that sounded like a high-explosive fuel bomb.

Looking at the left half of the car window stained red with blood, and then looking at the glass on the right that was almost shattered by the explosion shock wave, Chu Tianjiao couldn't help but swallowed. Looking at his son in the rearview mirror, he couldn't help but Not knowing whether he was comforting himself or simply unable to relax, he muttered in a low voice:

"Take your time and smash it, this car costs more than nine million, and I can't even afford to pay for it with your little savings..."

"It's okay, Uncle Xia has money."

Chu Zihang was busy lecturing the disobedient reserve grains with his bows left and right. Hearing the useless father's off-line speech, he still couldn't help but reply.

Although he was covered with a layer of black cloth and armor, he still recognized it at a glance. The people running around the Maybach and bumping into him from time to time were Master Xia's dragon-blooded alpacas kept in Nibelungen. .

It can be said that as early as when the elevated road leading to the Nibelung appeared again, he knew that it must be Master Xia who was causing trouble again, and judging from the posture, it was completely aimed at his good-for-nothing father.

He just knew that he knew it, but he didn't take the initiative to explain it.

After all, Master Xia specially set up a stage for the good-for-nothing dad to expose himself, so he couldn't waste it, so he pretended not to notice and went on with the show.

Just treat it like a reenactment of the scene, and see what the outcome of the encounter between father and son would have been if there had been no Master Xia and Junior Brother Lu, and only myself and my father were in the car.

But what he didn't expect was that the ones used to restore the car-chasing Deadpool were not the alchemy puppets that Master Xia made in his spare time, but the dragon-blooded alpacas that had been bred to be delicious and firm.

Worried that his father would find something strange, Chu Zihang took the lead to test the move and found that the feel and wailing were no problem. Then he felt relieved and prepared to hand over the stage to his father who "drew his sword and looked around with a confused heart" .

"Xia's Acting Method" starts!

"What does it have to do with us if Xia Di has money..." Chu Tianjiao was about to ask if this was Xia Di's prank when he noticed that the body of his son behind him, who was like a god descending from the earth, trembled suddenly, and his dazzling golden eyes suddenly started to look like Ultraman The timer flashed, and the right hand holding the knife was shaken by the impact of the high-speed cutting object, and the violent explosion sound on the left side of the car suddenly disappeared.

Seeing his son's face turning pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, Chu Tianjiao suddenly came back to his senses from the shock of his powerful display just now.

Yes, even if the son has awakened his bloodline, and even took the secret medicine and practiced Qianlong with the help of Xia Di, the child's mother is just an ordinary human being after all, and the purity of his bloodline is destined not to be that high.

That guy Xia Di is a bastard, but he will never make fun of Zihang's body. He will never teach him an irreversible bloodline purification method like violent blood.

And for a child as powerful as Jun Yan, such as Zi Hang, it is a super burden that can drain away all the energy and spirit in an instant after using it.

The continuous releases just now, regardless of losses, must have used the Hidden Dragon Secret Technique, which must have damaged his roots!

But even so, he even used the remaining energy to comfort himself, saying that all losses could be reimbursed by that bastard Xia Di.

"Don't worry, just drive forward, I can hold on."

It seemed that he was aware of the worry of the driver in the front seat. The young man who could no longer hold a knife, and whose golden eyes began to flash and become red and bloodshot, still gritted his teeth and persisted, wanting to protect the man.

Seeing the white veins filling the corners of the eyes of the young boy with a face as white as paper, and the faint red mist steaming from the gaps in the turtleneck sweater, as if he was trying to squeeze out the last bit of energy to drive away the remaining black shadows, Chu Tianjiao felt his heart Drops of blood.

This is the son he loves to the core!

"Zihang, hold on to your seat belt and leave the rest to me!"

With a roar, Chu Tianjiao's eyes glowed with scorching golden light, and the long knife in his hand suddenly penetrated the left door. Then he grabbed the steering wheel and turned around violently. In an instant, the 2.7-ton Maybach fell into an uncontrollable high-speed rotation, directly knocking Huan on the side. All the burly black shadows were knocked away.

He tried his best to control the steering wheel. The man's carefully arranged hair was in a mess. The hand holding the knife was already wet with the dirty blood that had penetrated. The furious old father did not realize why the dragon's blood was so hot, as if to It burned his skin.

At this moment, all Chu Tianjiao could think about was to defeat these bastards of dragons, rush out of the Nibelungen with his son, whom he regarded as his life, and send him to the Dragon Team's base for treatment.

The scarred car window could no longer hold up under the violent impact and shattered. The wind and rain poured in, and the Maybach's tires scraped against the ground with a piercing scream, along with the roars of the monsters after they were seriously injured. broke into Chu Tianjiao's ears.

But among all the noise, he only heard a vague groan of pain.

Looking back suddenly, he found that the boy in the back seat was only restrained by the seat belt at the waist. At this time, he was swaying with the out-of-control car body. His thin body hit the seat and the door from time to time, but he still tried not to make any sound, as if he was afraid of disturbing his old father who was showing his power.

Chu Tianjiao, you are such a fucking bastard!

The man cursed himself in his heart, and the dragon blood in his body boiled further in anger. The invisible field unfolded, and the high-speed rotation of the Maybach suddenly slowed down several times. The wind and rain in the sky also dripped at a snail's pace, and the monster that was knocked away performed a miraculous miracle of staying in the air in the air, which was more than Michael Jordan and Carter!

The speed on the dashboard was still a terrifying 200 kilometers per hour, but Chu Tianjiao just unbuckled his seat belt at such a high speed.

He leaned out and straightened the boy in the back seat whose head was about to hit the car window, then pulled out the Tang sword embedded in the back door, cut the seat belt that was tightly tied around his waist, and raised his hand to grab him to the passenger seat.

He helped Chu Zihang buckle his seat belt, and even kindly combed his messy hair, and then wiped the blood on his pale face. Chu Tianjiao then sat back in the driver's seat and fastened his seat belt.

The moment his hands touched the steering wheel again, time that was infinitely close to stagnation resumed its flow.

The cold icy rain hit his face randomly, and the winter cold seemed to freeze the air in the car into ice, but the father and son were both steaming with heat, and their eyes were shining with burning golden light.

"Squeak!!!"

The sharp brake sound that seemed to puncture the eardrum at any time stopped completely after nearly half a minute. The heavy Maybach cleared the dragons that followed closely. While they were still lying on the ground and wailing, Chu Tianjiao straightened the car body, re-shifted the gear, and accelerated in the direction they came from.

Along the way, wrapped in black cloth, the dragons with pitted armor protecting their torsos could be vaguely seen blocking the middle of the road and trying to stop the Maybach forcefully.

The wipers turned rapidly, sweeping away the blood and blood mixed on the windshield. The man and the mount under his feet roared violently:

"Get out of my way!"

Amid the roar, the Maybach, which had long lost its bumper, collided with the tall dragon like an angry wild horse.

A three-meter-tall dragon, even wearing heavy armor, weighed only about half a ton. How could it withstand the high-speed collision of a nearly three-ton iron car?

Almost like a crushing blow, the Maybach knocked the dragon three meters away and smashed into the black shadows waiting in the back.

The roaring Maybach directly knocked away the chaotic black shadows and rushed back to the road they came from. Chu Tianjiao looked at the wide and unobstructed road ahead and stepped on the accelerator, completely ignoring whether the engine and engine could still withstand such terrible pressure after the violent impact.

Fortunately, the expensiveness has its reasons. The Maybach, whose shell was severely damaged, was still fast. In a blink of an eye, it left the group of dragons behind and the taillights were gone.

Oh, the taillights had been scrapped in the collision just now.

"Huh... It seems that we are safe for the time being." Chu Tianjiao observed the rearview mirror and did not see any signs of the dragons catching up. The crisis awareness that had saved him at many life-and-death moments did not call the police, so he dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

Turning his head to look at the iceberg boy beside him, panting heavily in the co-pilot seat, the man's face was a little complicated.

There is guilt, helplessness, relief, and relief, but more of it is worry and regret.

"Sorry, son, I hurt you."

The cold wind outside the window mixed with the icy rain and penetrated into the car. The dragon blood in the father and son gradually cooled down. The winter chill slowly enveloped the sweaty body, making the boy's already pale face even paler.

Chu Tianjiao unbuckled the seat belt, pulled off the blood-stained down jacket with one hand, and covered his shivering son.

"Fate is playing tricks on me. In order to prevent you and your mother from being implicated and hurt by me, I chose to stay away from you. I didn't expect that it would still be..."

Raising his hand, he gently lifted the boy's bangs that were blown by the wind and blocked his sight. Chu Tianjiao wanted to see the wound caused by the collision just now.

However, there was only a thin layer of sweat on the smooth and full forehead, and there was no wound caused by the bump.

Chu Tianjiao: (⊙_⊙)

No, what he saw just now, a big bruise on the forehead?

And didn't I bleed just now? Why is there no wound?

Is it because I am dazzled or has it healed too quickly?

Chu Tianjiao was puzzled and puzzled.

He escaped from the siege and gradually calmed down. He felt some subtle sense of disharmony, but just when he was about to break the window paper, Chu Zihang, who had been silent and panting, spoke.

"So, this is why you left me and my mother?

Want to be like a superhero, silently guarding this city?"

The paralyzed boy still had an expressionless face, but in his gradually dimming eyes, there was an indescribable stubbornness, like a seeker of truth, staring at the obstacles that tried to destroy his beliefs.

"I don't want to be a superhero, I'm just fulfilling my responsibilities and obligations." Chu Tianjiao didn't look at Chu Zihang's mirror-like eyes. He subconsciously raised his hand to take out a cigarette, but remembered that the cigarette and lighter were in the pocket of his down jacket, so he had to give up.

There was a hint of guilt in his voice, as well as an indescribable sense of vicissitudes, but the words he spoke still sounded like nonsense:

"Now that you have awakened your bloodline, I think Xia Di should have told you about hybrids and dragons.

Your father and I used to be majestic dragon-slaying warriors, the most outstanding super elites in the largest dragon-slaying organization in the world, and we discussed major issues related to the safety of the earth and the survival of mankind..."

"So, the way you save the earth and save humanity is to work as a driver in a second-tier city?"

"What's wrong with being a driver? As a driver, don't you still marry your mother who is as beautiful as a flower? Those social elites and listed company bosses carry my shoes..." Chu Tianjiao subconsciously wanted to talk, but when he saw Chu Zihang's increasingly unkind eyes, He held back the rest of his words.

"Ahem, I was on a secret mission at the time. I originally wanted to remain anonymous and not be noticed, but I didn't expect that I met your mother and accidentally fell in love and couldn't extricate myself, and that's how I got you."

Regarding his mission, Chu Tianjiao did not make it too clear, but just vaguely said: "This secret mission is related to the Dragon King, and the risk factor is very high. If you are not careful, your life will be in danger.

A few years ago, I felt that someone, like me, was eyeing this city. During that time, that guy Xia Di somehow hid and stopped being his city guardian. Unable to hold on alone, I could only I can choose to leave you and avoid those unknown forces from setting their sights on you. "

"Well, where's Lu Tianming?" Chu Zihang didn't bother with the secret mission, and didn't want to ask him why he was absent from his class meetings and entrance ceremonies. He just stared at the man next to him. , said word by word:

"Is he the successor you're looking for?"

The word "catcher" was a new word that came up when Master Xia accompanied them to watch a movie. It was so appropriate that he was quite impressed.

Now that they are used here, they seem to complement each other.

You feel that he and your mother are a burden, so you find someone who is obsessed with work to help take care of you. He only needs to provide food, drink, entertainment and enough money to withdraw. He does not enter life and is only responsible for spreading coins?

"Uh... this, this..." Chu Tianjiao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. If he said yes, he would look like a scumbag who was sorry for his friends and his wife and children. If he said no, then he would be a scumbag who was sorry for his friends and sorry for his wife and children. scumbag.

Fortunately, before he could think of how to properly answer this question, a dazzling light suddenly lit up in the rain curtain ahead.

"Where did the high-beam dog come from?!" Chu Tianjiao's eyes were shaken, and he turned on the high-beam headlights to fight back.

The trumpet sound like a loud bell sounded loudly in the distance, making people's eardrums hurt, but Chu Tianjiao was not angry but happy: "Hey, we are back to the normal area."

Just as he was about to take out his cell phone to contact the people in the dragon group and ask them to prepare for first aid, he was surprised to find that the loud horn in front of him had not stopped, and even became more and more manic as the distance got closer.

No, this viaduct is a one-way street. Why are there big trucks going the wrong way?

The man wanted to yell, but he quickly realized that he was the one who seemed to be going the wrong way!

Chu Tianjiao, who was startled to realize that he was about to get lucky, subconsciously wanted to turn the car away from the fatal car, but to his despair, a white light also lit up behind him.

Compared with the high beam of the truck, the white light was more like some kind of blazing light, similar to the sun.

As far as the eye can see, it gives people a sense of warmth and solemnity.

"Hoof-clack-hoof-clack-"

The crisp sound of horse hooves sounded from behind, and even the increasingly high-pitched roar of the horn could not be covered up. It was passed so clearly into the ears of the father and son inside the Maybach.

When his eyes fell on the rearview mirror, the expression on Chu Tianjiao's face suddenly turned into unparalleled panic.