Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei.

Chapter 428 Welcome to the real world, Dad
“Ave Maria grazia ricevuta per la mia famiglia,

Con risentito con un'amorevole divino amen.”

The Maybach sped along the empty elevated road, creating splashes of water half a person's height.

Chu Tianjiao looked at the empty road with water but no cars, and there was a little confusion in his eyes. There was no one walking on such a spacious road. Could it be that "there is construction ahead, please take a detour"?
“Grazie chiedo a te o signore divino,

In questo giorno di grazia prego per te.”

A low chanting sound came from the speakers. Chu Zihang was fluent in English, but he still couldn't understand the lyrics.

Because it's Italian.

The high-pitched female voice that followed was like turning on a switch in his memory, reminding him of the relevant information about the song.

If I remember correctly, this seems to be Master Xia’s cell phone ringtone.

Seeing his son's icy face melting through the rearview mirror, Chu Tianjiao struck while the iron was hot: "How do you feel? The young people who trained with me said this is Zhang Shenzhuan. The singer named Zhou something is very popular among young people. I heard it's about motherly and fatherly love."

Hearing a word that he had not heard for many years, Chu Zihang's eyes moved slightly: "My classmates at school like to hear it very much."

"The cool morning dew wets the black dress
There is fog on the stone road, and my father is whispering
Helpless awakening can only be more cruel

All for the road to the temple..."

The fusion of retro piano and Italian opera, supplemented by the eccentric tune and rap style, gave people a refreshing feeling. With Chu Tianjiao's music appreciation ability, he could naturally tell the good from the bad and the cross-era innovation in it, but at this moment he still had to pretend that he didn't understand:
"This song sounds weird, like I'm attending a funeral."

Chu Zihang's gaze was always fixed on the increasingly dark night outside the window. His silence seemed to have frozen the space he was in.

He had read some experts' interpretations of this song on the Internet, saying things like giving up freedom and ideas in order to become the best, only loneliness left behind the glory, and that the happy and innocent days of the past no longer existed and could never be repeated.

It looks very similar to the driver in front.

And the other party playing this song in this situation may have some other meaning.

The song continued, the discussion about "father" continued, but the father and son in the car fell into silent silence again.

"What a ridiculous song! It doesn't make any sense. It gives me goose bumps so late at night!" After the first chorus, when the woman's plaintive croon sounded, Chu Tianjiao couldn't help but complain, but he still didn't turn off the music that gave him goose bumps.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Five gunshots seemed to break the oppressive atmosphere in the car.

"Is the air conditioning in the back seat warm enough?" Chu Tianjiao felt a chill for no reason. He put his hand on the temperature control button of the air conditioner, waiting for the boy in the back seat to give orders.

Chu Zihang finally moved his gaze from the window to the front, looking at the man who occasionally peeked at him through the rearview mirror, and shook his head gently:

"I will no longer be a driver, and I need to change my speaking habits."

After joining the state-owned enterprise, thanks to Master Xia's relationship, he no longer had to pretend to be so servile.

No matter if he was pretending or his spine was really bent by the unknown secret, Chu Zihang still hoped that he could face everyone with his head held high.

Because once upon a time, this man was the greatest hero in his mind, second only to the Monkey King.

"Haha, don't worry, I will definitely change it." Chu Tianjiao subconsciously raised his hand and scratched his head, his embarrassed smile made him look like a father who is perfunctorily treating his child.

When Chu Zihang saw him like this, for some reason he recalled the time when he patted his chest and promised to take him and his mother home, and a thick fog-like obscurity flashed in his eyes.

The conversation was interrupted again, leaving only the mournful tune and low singing.

"Loneliness begins to ferment, constantly mocking me, memories gradually burn, once innocent scenes appear cruelly and tenderly, the fragile time has come..."

The appropriate music and lyrics are like a key that unlocks the memories sealed in the hearts of the father and son.

In that small shabby house of more than ten square meters, there is a record of the simple and happy beautiful picture of a family of three.

"How is your mother doing lately?"

It was still Chu Tianjiao who broke the silence first.

"I recently bought a cat. I spend time with the cat in the morning, go shopping with a few aunts in the afternoon, and read books or watch TV series or video chat with Xia Mi in the evening."

"Didn't you go to the bar to drink with her besties?" Chu Tianjiao was curious. He knew that Su Xiaoyan had developed a drinking habit after her divorce and had never been able to change it.

"Very rarely. They say that Black Charcoal, the Sheriff, and Little Grapefruit hate the smell of alcohol. They usually only drink when they go out to attend wives' parties."

When talking about his mother's recent changes, Chu Zihang finally had a smile in his eyes.

He knew a long time ago that alcoholism was a bad habit, but his mother was too lonely and his stepfather was busy with social engagements every day and had no time to accompany her, so he was happy to let her entertain herself like this. After all, the family was rich, so no matter whether her illness was big or small, it didn't matter.

Things are different now. After the release of "The Legend of the Japanese Dragon Slayer", Master Xia packaged and sold several subsequent films of "Return of the Cat" at one time. While restoring the reputation, he also got the promise of his mother, who agreed to teach the three girls, Xia Mi, Eri and Nono, to dance.

My mother has something to do and lives a fulfilling life every day. The dream world fills the spiritual gap and she no longer needs to rely on getting drunk to get through the empty nights.

"Very good." Chu Tianjiao didn't know what he felt when he heard that, but he still smiled and reminded: "Take good care of your mother, and don't forget her hot milk every night."

“……” Chu Zihang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and just nodded slightly.

"By the way, what is Xia Di doing recently? I haven't seen him for a while, and I always feel like he's up to something bad."

"..." Chu Zihang looked out the window at the dark rainy night, and sensed a group of extremely strange auras. He then looked at the man in front of him who was unaware of anything, and said in a calm tone:

"He went abroad to look for inspiration and material for his new book."

"This guy hasn't finished writing "Ghost Blows Out the Light" and "My Prince", he's really in a hurry." Driver Chu complained and raised his hand to turn off the increasingly weird music.

What surprised and even frightened him was that after the speakers were turned off, there were still sounds coming. They were no longer the unique screams and Italian chants, but a sneer as low as a bell.

That laughter seemed to reach deep into his soul, stirring up the dragon blood in his body, and the sense of crisis was giving him a crazy warning.

He quickly glanced at the deserted overpass and took out his cell phone to check. The signal was zero. He tuned the car stereo to the radio and still heard the deep laughter.

The veins on the big hands that grasped the steering wheel bulged, and blue blood vessels in the corners of the eyes jumped like thin snakes. Chu Tianjiao's face, which had always been three parts indifferent, three parts unruly, and four parts heartless, suddenly became so solemn that it seemed like water could drip out of it.

In the back seat, Chu Zihang saw the change in the expression of his useless father through the rearview mirror, and a sense of novelty emerged in his heart. This was the first time he caught the emotion of fear in a man's eyes. You know, even when he had a fever when he was a child and almost burned his brain, his useless father had never been as scared as this.

"Ahaha, there seems to be something wrong with the speakers." Chu Tianjiao raised his hand and took out a pen from the storage compartment. He inserted it directly into the speakers and used physical means to forcibly pause the increasingly weird BGM.

However, before he could take the next step, there was another movement outside the car window.

"Knock Knock-"

Chu Tianjiao turned his head and found that the Maybach had been surrounded by a circle of black shadows.

The car window glass was covered with water droplets, and only some vague outlines could be seen, but he was sure that those black shadows had absolutely nothing to do with humans!

The height of those black shadows was more than three meters, and their particularly protruding heads and necks, eyes like red-gold lanterns, and the clattering sounds of hooves like horses galloping, all indicated that these things were most likely some unknown and extremely dangerous dragon-blooded creatures!

Damn it, it really is a kingdom of the dead!
What the hell is this guy Xia Di doing? He doesn’t even know there’s a Nibelung hidden in the base camp!
No, is this what I'm looking for?!
Damn it, why at this time?!

Chu Tianjiao's face looked extremely ugly. He pressed the steering wheel with one hand and locked the door. Then he turned around and wanted to pull Chu Zihang behind him to the passenger seat.

Just as he turned his head, he was surprised to find that the expression on his icy son's face was a little strange.

It wasn't like the fear of encountering a supernatural event, but more like a surprise when something happened that was beyond one's expectations.

For example, in a home with security measures comparable to the Pentagon, a thief with dyed yellow hair was found using wire to pry open the safe.

Could it be that Xia Di's doing again?

Seeing how calm he was and that he had fastened his seat belt early, Chu Tianjiao temporarily gave up the idea of ​​pulling him to the front seat. He turned his gaze to the front again, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the Maybach roared and rushed forward.

"Son, do you know what these are?"

The things outside the car window were moving too fast. Even at a speed of 230 kilometers per hour, the car was unable to shake them off. They were still following the Maybach closely.

Before confirming what these things were, or who sent them, Chu Tianjiao did not dare to let his guard down and asked loudly to Chu Zihang behind him.

When he saw "The Legend of the Dragon Slaying in Japan", he knew that his son was taken by Xia Di to do something extraordinary, but movies are not reality after all, and there is some artistic processing. He didn't know how much his little iceberg was involved in the dragon-slaying operation.

Although as a dragon-slaying warrior fighting on the front line, Chu Tianjiao has an extraordinary intuition that can judge whether the opponent is strong or not, whether he has seen blood, and whether he is a butcher who kills without blinking an eye...

Just like when he first met Finkel, he noticed the other party's extraordinaryness at a glance and accurately deduced that he was from Kassel College.

But when this skill was used on his son, it seemed not so effective. He didn't know how Xia Di taught him. His son, who originally had a lot of potential, had actually learned to sheath his sword so early on. He had no idea how deep his son was.

Chu Zihang in the back seat put one hand in his pocket and held the seat belt with the other. There was no panic on his face. His eyes met the reflection in the rearview mirror and he said calmly:
"The thing outside is called Deadpool, a thing without human rights."

Facing Chu Tianjiao's gaze, the icy boy continued, "Although those things are not human and are not protected by the law, I still suggest that you drive normally and don't try to knock them away. The road is too slippery on rainy days. Once the tires slip and the car overturns, we will be eaten to pieces without leaving even a bone."

"Who told you this?!" Chu Tianjiao pushed the speed to the extreme. The roar of the Maybach engine at a speed of 275 kilometers per hour was deafening, like a black beast smashing through the heavy rain.

This should have been a very shocking scene, but under the pursuit of countless black shadows, it looked a little embarrassed, like a seriously injured black panther fleeing from pursuit.

"I've seen this kind of thing in Japan." Chu Zihang's eyes flashed with reminiscence, as if the adventure four months ago was still vivid in his mind: "We were fishing at the beach, and suddenly a bunch of monsters with human bodies and snake tails rushed out of the sea. They were as tall as a floor, and the strong ones could flip over the cars parked on the roadside."

"Then how do you deal with them?" Chu Tianjiao controlled the steering wheel with one hand to ensure the direction of the car was correct, and grabbed the black umbrella stuck on the car door with the other hand.

He had some suspicion that this was a conspiracy by Xia Di to force him to reveal his most important secret.

But he has no evidence.

He could only wait and wait for Chu Zihang to give him an answer.

If Chu Zihang's answer is to solve it himself, then he will do it without hesitation. If he calls for Xia Di to come out to help, then he will hold on for a while to see if Xia Di is watching him secretly.

Although the idea is good, the reality is cruel.

The moment he said this, the two-ton body of the Maybach shook violently. Chu Tianjiao grabbed the steering wheel tightly with both hands and pulled the car back from the edge of out of control.

"Damn it, these guys don't intend to leave any survivors?!" Cursing under his breath, Chu Tianjiao tried hard to stabilize the car body. The things outside had already started to crash into the car. Although it was not a classic American stop, this kind of bull charge would more easily cause the wheels to slip and overturn.

Can't drag it any longer!
Chu Tianjiao's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. He reached out and grabbed the handle of the umbrella on the car door and pulled it to the right, pulling out a sharp blade as white as moonlight.

"I'm sorry, son, I got you involved."

The man in the driver's seat licked his lips, and his handsome, slightly weathered face showed a hint of fanaticism: "Although I, Dad, have never acted like a man, but like a useless loser, but in fact, most of the time I want to..."

Perhaps it was because his character had been ingrained into his bones. At this critical moment of life and death, Chu Tianjiao couldn't help but chatter, wanting to say something to calm himself or his son's emotions.

But while he is a chatterbox, the passenger in the back seat is a quiet and action-oriented person.

Without even waiting for his good-for-nothing father to finish his words, Chu Zihang ripped open the safety belt that was bound around his chest, and pulled out his hands from his pockets, leaving behind a trail of white light that looked like a stunning beauty.

With a "swish", the silver-white blade pierced through the door of the Maybach so easily, and the blade that stretched out of the car pierced the black shadow that was clinging to the right side of the car.

Then, he pressed the car window with his left hand, and the suffocatingly dense fire element gathered in his palm. The terrifying high temperature instantly melted a big hole in the Maybach's specially made car window glass.

The whistling cold wind and icy rain tried to get in through the hole in the car window, but melted into hot steam when they came into contact with the flaming palm.

"Don't talk nonsense when it's so dangerous."

In Chu Zihang's eyes, golden pupils as bright as the sun lit up, and the Jun Yan in his hand that was ready to go suddenly erupted. The violent explosion enveloped all the black shadows surrounding him.

Amid the miserable wailing, the heavy Maybach couldn't help but shake twice.

Chu Tianjiao stared at the rearview mirror in amazement. The wild posture of holding a knife in one hand and an explosion in the other was so domineering that it could not be described.

How come he is more handsome than he imagined?!
If Chu Tianjiao wasn't running at full speed on the overpass, he would have wanted to rub his eyes to see if he was hallucinating or having clairvoyance.

rear,

Chu Zihang noticed the man's surprised expression from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips:

"Welcome to the real world, Dad."

(End of this chapter)