Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 83 13 Years Cicada
"Damn!" Old Tang kicked the fuel tank of the motorcycle, but this didn't make the motorcycle engine roar again without fuel.

This old second-hand motorcycle was parked on the side of the road surrounded by green trees. The unscrewed fuel tank cap fell on the ground. Looking in through the small hole, you can only see viscous oil sticking to the metal wall. On, and these oils, even a teaspoon can't come together.

Old Tang turned his head and walked a few steps, only to find that black oil droplets had fallen on both sides of the tire tracks.

"Why should I be greedy for cheap!" Old Tang was extremely regretful.

When renting, the car was full of gas, and the owner of the car rental shop took a small deposit, and he didn’t ask him to show his ID card, so he rented it out of convenience, but who knew that this second-hand motorcycle had so many minor problems, and the fuel tank was actually full. It was patched with iron, and the patch was loosened by him, which is too delicate.

Now it's all right, he rode a violent motorcycle all morning and half an afternoon from the urban area to this location, what should he do in this kind of deep mountains and old forests.

He followed the navigation. He didn't even look at the road signs along the way. He didn't even know where he was roughly located. There were no place names on the navigation software, only the road map.

In this barren mountainous area, he saw a few buddies on bicycles when he was eating instant noodles at the canteen at noon, and he had never seen other cars or people at all.

The battery of the mobile phone is almost dead. It seems that there is only one way to ask for assistance, or call the police. But as a hunter wandering on the edge of the law, he doesn't want to deal with the police, so he can only ask for assistance from the people, but this requires expensive fees.

Seeing how little power was left in the phone, he gritted his teeth, and still found an assistance number in the phone book.

This money can't be saved. If he didn't send out his request when the phone ran out of battery, then the program would have to be renamed "Survival in the Wild".

At this time, his QQ rang.

"Brother and I will leave school on Friday afternoon. Where are you now? We will drive out to find you." Lu Mingfei's profile picture flashed, "Hurry up and get on the number, I'll be waiting for you."

Two messages were sent successively.

"Do you guys have a car? Do you have a driver?" Old Tang asked by typing.

"Bugatti Veyron, produced by Volkswagen's factory in Molsheim, France, with 16 cylinders and 4 turbochargers." Fingel pulled off the rain cloth, and the silver-gray sports car was exposed to the sun. The whole car was started by remote control, and the lights flickered. The heavy roar of the engine was like the roar of a dragon.

"With 1001 horsepower and a top speed of 407 kilometers, it only takes 0 seconds to accelerate from 100 to 2.5 kilometers. This is the fastest mass-produced sports car in the world." Fingel puffed up his chest like a rooster, "Wuhu, take off!"

The Bugatti's hardtop opened, Fingel jumped in, sat in the driver's seat, grabbed the steering wheel and put on the sunglasses coolly, Lu Mingfei also jumped in, and sat in the co-pilot.

"I'm really sorry, Senior Brother Caesar." Lu Mingfei clasped his hands together, "I may not have time to attend the banquet tonight, please rest assured, we will treat this car with care and bring it back intact. "

"It belongs to you now. Whether you want to take it to hit a lamppost or sell it, it has nothing to do with me." Caesar said, "I hope you can think carefully about joining the student union."

"You are a real elite, this academy must be supported by the best people after all!" Caesar's voice was sonorous and forceful, "However, if you become my opponent, it is also a It's an exciting thing, and I'm looking forward to the next campus life."

"Hahahaha." Lu Mingfei laughed a few times, "Brother, you are really humorous."

Lu Mingfei felt that the brain circuit between himself and this handsome blonde guy was a bit out of tune.

"Then let's go first, Senior Brother Caesar, see you later."

"I hope you can give me more surprises when we meet next time," Caesar said.

"Farewell finished? Then fasten your seat belt!" Fingel sneered, "Hold on firmly!"

There was a cloud of smoke from the friction between the tires and the ground, and the Bugatti jumped out like a wild horse. Fingel screamed wildly, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and stepped on the accelerator to death.

He's a crazy maniac, with heavy metal rock music playing on the car stereo, and his body swaying to the beat.

"Fuck, can you drive more steadily!" Lu Mingfei yelled.

"Don't worry! There will be no one on this road!" Finger grabbed Lu Mingfei's hand, "Come on! Swing along with the rhythm! Trust your brother's driving skills! When I fell off the cliff, you You even played house in the mud with your elementary school girls!"

"Cliff!" Lu Mingfei pointed to the front and shouted loudly.

"What!" Fingel shook his head rhythmically.

"I said there is a cliff ahead!"

"I saw!"

A thrilling drift of Bugatti, if the rear of the car is ten centimeters forward, it can have an intimate contact with the metal guardrail.

Speed ​​and passion, these words could not be more appropriate to describe that moment.

Silver shadows flashed across the road, leaving everything behind.

The wind was blowing Fingal's hair up, and he was screaming so loudly, with his foot on the gas pedal, that if he stopped, something terrible would overtake him and tear him to pieces.

Lu Mingfei looked at this crazy man, this was his worst ride experience, but he didn't complain, he just put on his sunglasses and yelled wildly with his senior brother.

Lu Mingfei trusts this man, and when the back is handed over to him in the game, he will do all the defenses. His game character always dies in front of Lu Mingfei and Old Tang.

They are carnivaling against the grand sunshine.

Old Tang's cell phone was dead, and he was leaning on the motorcycle seat, playing with his dead cell phone with a black screen.

Lu Mingfei told Finger that he would come to pick him up in person, but he just wanted to ask if there was any driver on their side who was free to come and pick him up, and he was willing to pay for it. It should be cheap, but no records will be left, in case there are any clues involving him in the future.

Old Tang shared the download link of the navigation software shared by his employer, and Lu Mingfei agreed, telling him to wait where he was, and he would come right away.

He hid under the shade of a tree and looked up at the sky, but there was not a single cloud in the sky, just like a blue sea.

The last cicadas of summer linger in my ears.

There is a 13-year-old cicada in North America, and the larvae burrow into the ground after hatching.

They spend most of their lives underground, surviving on the sap of tree roots.

By the No.13 year after hatching, the nymphs of the same species of cicadas broke out of the ground at the same time, and within four to six weeks they emerged, mated, laid eggs, and then died.

The eggs hatch and burrow into the soil, waiting for the next 13 years.

Old Tang watched a documentary on the TV in the mahjong parlor. The 13-year-old cicadas hibernated underground for 13 years just for those few short weeks. That was their sole purpose of life.

What about him?What is he living for?Live just to live?
He hasn't figured it out yet, but when he heard that someone had traveled thousands of miles to pick him up in a car, he suddenly felt that it seemed pretty good to be alive.

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