Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 206 The King of the Road

As we all know, generally speaking, decent characters are always involuntary, while villains mostly have strong action power.

Driven by the financial temptation of the religious group and Yu Yu's interests, several mixed races gathered together and immediately formed a small team to kill Chu Zihang and his party.

It is also well known that there is a rule that villains are always alone, while decent people prefer righteous gang fights.

Perhaps in order to continue this rule, this team of dangerous mixed races also has four people. The leader is a thin man with tattoos on his face. He has a manly beard on his face, but he can't hide it. The wretched aura on his body.

Several people were driving a jeep, the tattooed man was sitting in the driver's seat, and a bald man with a fleshy face on the left co-pilot asked him impatiently: "Hyena, how long will it take?"

"Damn it, how many times have I said it quickly, you **** bastard," the man called the hyena uttered a series of impatient swearing, and gave the co-pilot a middle finger: "Bison, you bastard!" **, why don't you drive it instead?"

The man nicknamed Bison snorted, turned his head and looked at an Indian with eyes in the back of the car: "Doctor, how long is it?"

The doctor pushed his eyes and looked at the notebook on his lap: "According to the locator given by the bishop, they are not far away from us, they should be about one kilometer ahead."

The man sitting next to the doctor was wearing a suit with a skull, smoking a cigar, throwing the cigarette butt out of the window, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you going to do, Hyena?"

The hyena looked at the desolate wilderness around him, and showed a sneer: "Just force them to stop on the road, believe me, dead head, this car has been remodeled, it is definitely exciting."

Hyena was a gangster driver in South America back then, and he could be called the little Schumacher of South America. It wasn't until he awakened the thin dragon blood in his body during a vendetta that he gradually began to come into contact with this dark world.

There are not many people like him. There are always times when mixed races can’t control their lower body. Some of them may be absorbed into the secret party like Manstein, while others will become powerful superhuman criminals and finally die in the Under the guns of the secret party.

Unfortunately, it's all the latter in this Jeep.

Several people have their own ghosts, dreaming of getting rich overnight, and start their own happy hunting trip, but this joy only lasts until the moment they see the target.

"Hey, Doctor Boy, where is the target?" The hyena looked impatiently at the big truck ahead: "Why haven't I seen them yet?"

"According to the positioning, it should be right in front," the doctor poked his head out and looked at the truck in front of him: "There is still a little distance, it may be blocked by the truck."

"It's really in the way, he's fucking." The hyena cursed and accelerated to overtake the truck from the sidewalk, but immediately froze there.

"Doctor Boy... There are no cars." The hyena licked his lips and turned the steering wheel violently. The car stopped on the side of the road. The hyena turned around and showed black and yellow teeth: "Are you kidding me?"

"No, there is only one answer." The doctor looked at the truck passing by, "Those guys drove this truck.

The hyena looked out the window, just in time to see the extremely conspicuous face of the truck driver. Accompanied by music that few people could understand, the truck flew past the jeep they were riding in, and drove towards the distance.

"That's Chu Zihang," Hyena said a Chinese name with a thick accent: "The target is there."

Several people looked at each other, but they were all a little numb. If they were driving a small car, then they could force the other party to stop directly, but it was really difficult to operate in the face of such a behemoth.

The answer to the question of which car is the king of the race track has always been uncertain, with every automaker claiming that its car is the fastest.

If you expand the scope of this question to all types of vehicles, and look from the racing track to the ordinary road, the answer will become extremely clear.

Every old driver will tell you that the super-heavy truck is the real king on the road. If you don't want to become a puddle of meat, you'd better stay away from this king.

Now, facing the crush of the king, the hyena, who had been struggling in the dark world for several years, also lost his courage. In the silent atmosphere, he said hastily: "Why don't we wait until they stop?"

The four of them looked at each other and nodded silently at the same time. Although these guys don't care about the law, their brains haven't been damaged, and they still know the importance.

Chu Zihang glanced at the rearview mirror. For some reason, a jeep overtook and stopped again. However, he didn't care about this kind of thing. After all, there are always some people who want to compete with the king of the road.

Chu Zihang and his team drove for more than an hour, and it was almost noon. Lao Tang and the others lost interest in chatting, while Caesar and Lu Mingfei in the back row lay on their chairs and fell into a deep sleep early.

Accompanied by clear singing, Chu Zihang wore a pair of sunglasses, and drove the car silently by himself. After calculating the time in his mind, he saw the sign ahead and turned to the high-speed service area next to him.

Like China, the expressways in the United States also have service areas. Due to the developed domestic truck transportation industry in the United States, special parking spaces are set up in the expressway service areas for heavy trucks.

Chu Zihang stopped the car steadily in the parking space, and after turning off the engine, he said to the two unconscious guys behind him: "We've arrived at the service area, do you want to get out of the car and have something to eat?"

The two people in the back row shook their heads drowsily, adjusted their appearance, Caesar handed the box in his hand to Chu Zihang, stretched his slender body, and asked, "What do you want to eat, I'll pack it for you. "

"Whatever," Chu Zihang said while holding a suitcase, "Go and come back quickly, I'll check the vehicle."

Then he turned his head and looked at Old Tang next to him: "Mr. Tang, do you want to go with them?"

"No," Old Tang shook his head: "After all, I'm here to be a bodyguard, Lao Lu, just pack a bag for me."

Lu Mingfei responded, got out of the car with Kaiser, and walked to the convenience store in the nearby service area, while Chu Zihang and Old Tang checked the condition of the truck.

"By the way, what's in this box?" Old Tang looked curiously at the suitcase in Chu Zihang's hand: "It can't be some treasure, right?"

"Dinosaur egg fossils," Chu Zihang was inspecting the water tank of the truck without raising his head: "For some people, it is indeed a treasure."

"Is your school so reassuring of you?" Old Tang was a little curious: "This thing can buy a lot of money."

"It's worthless, but it's very important to the scientific research work of the college." Chu Zihang straightened up and looked at Old Tang vigilantly: "Mr. Tang, you can't..."

"What are you thinking, I didn't come out to be a bounty hunter for money," Old Tang waved his hand: "I just want to enjoy the adventure."

(End of this chapter)