Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei.

Chapter 429 Chu Zihang: Just keep going forward, I can hold on

Rain, so heavy rain.

Knife, such a sharp knife.

With a sharp and piercing sound of sudden brakes, the six-meter-long Maybach suddenly fell behind the black shadow, and the sharp blade that came out of the door instantly tore a line of bright red blood. The black shadow on the right was caught off guard, and half of his body was cut with a hideous wound with flesh flying and deep bones visible.

The shrill roar drowned out the pouring rain, but it could not drown out the increasingly frantic roar of the Maybach's engine, nor the loud bang in the boy's hand, which sounded like a high-explosive fuel bomb.

Looking at the left half of the car window stained red by the blood, and then looking at the glass on the right that was almost shattered by the shock wave of the explosion, Chu Tianjiao couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Looking at his son who was showing his might in the rearview mirror, he didn't know whether he was comforting himself or just couldn't keep his mouth shut, and muttered softly:

"Take it easy, son. This car is worth more than 9 million yuan. Your savings can't afford it..."

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

Chu Zihang was busy teaching the disobedient reserve grain a lesson, but when he heard his good-for-nothing father's irrelevant remarks, he couldn't help but reply.

Although it was covered with a layer of black cloth and armor, he still recognized it at a glance. The one running around the Maybach and bumping into it from time to time was the dragon-blood alpaca that Master Xia raised in Nibelungen.

It can be said that as early as the viaduct leading to Nibelungen appeared again, he knew that it must be Master Xia who was causing trouble again, and it seemed that he was targeting his useless father.

Although he knew it, he did not take the initiative to explain it.

After all, Master Xia specially built a stage for his good-for-nothing father to expose himself, and it couldn't be wasted, so he pretended not to notice and continued to act accordingly.

Just treat it as a re-enactment of the scene, and see what would have happened to the father and son if Master Xia and Junior Brother Lu had not been there, and there were only me and my father in the car.

But what he didn't expect was that the puppets used to recreate the car-chasing Deadpool were not the alchemical puppets that Master Xia made in his spare time, but those dragon blood alpacas that were bred to have delicious taste and firm meat.

Worried that his father would discover something fishy when he made a move, Chu Zihang took the lead in testing the waters. Finding that both the feel and the howling were fine, he felt relieved and prepared to hand the stage back to his father who was "drawing his sword and looking around in confusion."

"Xia's Performance Method" is launched!

"What does Xia Di's money have to do with us..." Chu Tianjiao was about to ask if this was a prank of Xia Di when he noticed that his son, who looked like a god from heaven, trembled violently behind him. His dazzling golden eyes suddenly began to flash like Ultraman's timer. His right hand holding the knife was shaking from the impact of the high-speed cutting object, and the violent explosion on the left side of the car body 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 previous display of supernatural power.

Yes, even though his son has awakened his bloodline, and even took secret medicine with the help of Xia Di to practice Qianlong, his mother is just an ordinary human after all, and the purity of his bloodline is destined not to be very high.

Xia Di may be a bastard, but he would never joke with Zihang's body. He would definitely not teach him irreversible bloodline purification methods like Blood Rage.

For Zihang, an underage boy, a powerful word spirit like Jun Yan's is an enormous burden that can instantly drain all his energy and spirit after using it.

The continuous release without regard for the loss just now must have been the use of the Hidden Dragon Secret Technique, which may have hurt his foundation!

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

"Don't worry, just keep going, I can hold on."

As if he had sensed the worry of the driver in the front seat, the young man, who could no longer hold the knife and whose golden eyes began to flash and become red-gold, still gritted his teeth and persisted, wanting to protect the man.

Looking at the boy with a face as white as paper and veins in the corners of his eyes, a light red mist was rising from the gaps in his turtleneck sweater, as if he was trying to squeeze out the last bit of his strength to expel the remaining black shadows. Chu Tianjiao felt his heart bleeding.

This is the son he loves to his core!

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

With a roar, Chu Tianjiao's eyes burst into a burning golden light, and the long sword in his hand suddenly pierced into the left door. Then he grabbed the steering wheel and turned it hard. The 2.7-ton Maybach fell into an uncontrolled high-speed rotation in an instant, directly knocking away all the burly black shadows surrounding it.

The man tried his best to control the steering wheel, his carefully styled hair was a mess, and his hand holding the knife was wet with the dirty blood that seeped in. The furious old father did not realize why the dragon's blood was so hot, as if it would burn his skin.

At this moment, all Chu Tianjiao wanted to do was to defeat these damn dragons, rush out of Nibelungen with his son, whom he loved as his life, and send him to the Dragon Group's base for treatment.

The car window glass, which had already been scarred, could no longer hold on under the violent impact and shattered. The wind and rain from the sky rushed in howling. The tires of the Maybach rubbed against the ground, making a shrill scream, which, along with the roars of the monsters after being seriously injured, entered Chu Tianjiao's ears.

But amidst the chaotic noise, he only heard a faint groan of pain.

Looking back suddenly, he found that the young boy in the back seat had only his waist tied by the seat belt. He was swaying with the out-of-control car body. His thin body hit the seat and door from time to time, but he still forced himself not to make any sound, as if he was afraid to disturb his mighty old father.

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 rage. 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 hovering in the air, which was more amazing than Michael Jordan and Carter!

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

He leaned out and straightened the young man 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 around his waist, and raised his hand to grab him to the passenger seat.

He helped Chu Zihang fasten his seat belt, and considerately combed his messy hair. He then wiped the blood off his pale face. Only then did Chu Tianjiao sit back in the driver's seat and fasten his seat belt.

The moment his hands touched the steering wheel again, time, which had been almost stagnant, resumed flowing.

The cold drizzle hit their faces randomly, and the severe winter chill 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 be able to puncture the eardrum at any time stopped completely after lasting for nearly half a minute. The heavy Maybach cleared out the dragons that were following closely. While they were still lying on the ground wailing, Chu Tianjiao straightened the car, shifted gears again, and accelerated towards the direction they came from.

Along the way, a dragon wrapped in black cloth with its body protected by bumpy armor could be vaguely seen blocking the middle of the road and trying to stop the Maybach.

The wipers spun rapidly, sweeping away the blood and water mixed together 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 a high-speed collision with a nearly three-ton iron car?

Almost like a crushing blow, the Maybach knocked the dragon three meters away and smashed it into the black shadow that was waiting behind it.

The roaring Maybach crashed straight into the chaotic black shadows and rushed back the way it came. Chu Tianjiao looked at the wide road ahead without any obstacles and stepped on the accelerator, completely ignoring whether the engine and motor could still withstand such terrible pressure after the violent collision.

Fortunately, the high price has its reason. The Maybach, with its badly damaged shell, maintained its speed and in a flash it left the group of dragons behind it so far that their taillights could no longer be seen.

Oh, the taillights of the car have been scrapped in the collision just now.

"Huh... Looks like we are safe for the time being." Chu Tianjiao looked in the rearview mirror and didn't see any signs of the dragons catching up with him. His sense of crisis, which had saved him in many life-and-death situations, didn't result in him calling the police. Only then did he dare to breathe a sigh of relief.

Turning his head to look at the icy young man slumped in the passenger seat and gasping for breath, the man's expression was a little complicated.

There is guilt, helplessness, relief, and forgiveness, but more than that, there is worry and regret.

"I'm sorry, son, I hurt you."

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

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

"What a twist of fate. In order to prevent you and your mother from getting hurt by me, I chose to stay away from you. I didn't expect that I would still..."

Raising his hand, Chu Tianjiao gently lifted the boy's bangs that were blown by the wind and blocked his vision. He wanted to take a look at the wound caused by the collision just now.

However, there was only a thin layer of sweat on that smooth and full forehead, and no trace of wounds caused by bumps or collisions.

Chu Tianjiao: (⊙_⊙)
No, what he just saw was a big bruise on the forehead.

Also, wasn’t there bleeding just now? Why is there no wound?

Is it my eyesight or is it healing too fast?
Chu Tianjiao was puzzled and puzzled.

After escaping the siege and gradually calming 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 Mom?
Want to be like a superhero, silently protecting this city? "

The paralyzed boy still had an expressionless face, but in his gradually dimming eyes, there was an unspeakable stubbornness, like a seeker in search 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 eyes that were as bright as mirrors. 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:

"Since you have awakened your bloodline, I think Xia Di should have told you about the hybrids and the dragon race.

Your father, I was also a mighty dragon-slayer warrior in the past, the most outstanding super elite in the world's largest dragon-slayer organization, and I discussed with others all the major issues concerning the safety of the earth and the survival of mankind..."

"So, your way of saving the earth and humanity is to be a driver in a second-tier city?"

"What's wrong with being a driver? Didn't he still marry your beautiful mother? Those social elites and listed company bosses are my shoes..." Chu Tianjiao subconsciously wanted to say something flowery, but when he saw Chu Zihang's increasingly unfriendly look, he held back the rest of his words.

"Ahem, I was on a secret mission at the time. I was supposed to hide my identity and avoid being noticed. But I didn't expect to meet your mother and accidentally fell in love with her. That's how you were born."

Chu Tianjiao did not explain his mission too clearly, but just vaguely said: "This secret mission is related to the Dragon King. 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, had set their sights on this city. It just so happened that during that time, Xia Di somehow went into hiding and stopped being the city's guardian. I had no choice but to leave you to prevent those unknown forces from setting their sights on you."

"Then, where is Lu Tianming?" Chu Zihang did not dwell on the secret mission, nor did he want to ask why he frequently missed his class meetings and entrance ceremonies. He just stared at the man beside him and said word by word:

"Is he the one you found to take over?"

The term "savior" was a new word that Master Xia coined when he accompanied them to the movies. Because it was so appropriate, it left a deep impression on him.

Now using it here, it seems to complement each other.

You think he and his mother are a burden, so you find someone who is passionate about work to help take care of them. He only needs to provide food, drink, entertainment and enough money to withdraw, and he doesn't participate in their life and is just responsible for spending money?
“Um… this, this…” Chu Tianjiao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. If he said yes, then he would seem like a scumbag who had let his friends, his wife and his children down. If he said no, then he would be a scumbag who had let his friends, his wife and his children down.

Fortunately, before he could figure out how to properly answer this question, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in the rain in front of him.

"Where did this high beam dog come from?!" Chu Tianjiao's eyes were dazzled, and he turned on the high beam and retorted.

A loud horn sounded 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 when he was about to take out his cell phone to contact the people from the Dragon Group and ask them to prepare for first aid, he was surprised to find that the deafening horn sound in front of him had not stopped, and even became more frantic as the distance got closer.

No, this overpass is a one-way road, why would a large truck go in the opposite direction?
The man wanted to curse, but he quickly realized that it seemed that he was the one going against the flow!
Chu Tianjiao, who realized that he seemed to be lucky, subconsciously wanted to turn the car away from the deadly truck, but to his despair, a white light also appeared from the rear.

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

Wherever you look, you can feel a sense of warmth and solemnity.

"Hawk-haw-haw-haw"

The crisp sound of horse hooves came from behind, and even the increasingly loud roar of the horn could not cover it up. It was transmitted so clearly into the ears of the father and son in the Maybach.

His eyes fell on the rearview mirror, and the expression on Chu Tianjiao's face instantly turned into incomparable horror.

(End of this chapter)