Dragon Clan: I, Maybach, join the chat group

On the suburban map, a red circle stood out strikingly.

Remember the domain name of the first website 𝕥 𝕨 𝕜 𝕒 𝕟 . 𝕔 𝕠 𝕞

Jiu De Mai's body trembled slightly: "Potato chips, did the boss send you a message?"

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Su Enxi felt a little doubtful.

She exited the monitoring screen on the computer and glanced at the SMS column. After seeing that there were no new messages, she decisively shook her head.

"No. Do you have a mission?"

Su Enxi was still able to distinguish the importance of things. She would only let Jiu De Mai accompany her to fool around during the non-mission period. When something really happened, she would immediately return to a state of martial law.

"Yes."

Jiu De Mai nodded. Now she was relieved, and immediately showed Su Enxi the text message in her hand.

"The wording is the same as the underground garage, but this time, we are asked to place the dead waiter in the suburbs."

… …

Zero's joining was just a small episode.

The kendo hall was enrolling students at any time. On the one hand, the old man of the hall was stingy, and on the other hand, according to him, this would help him wait for a destined person.

And Chu Zihang just took this time to rest for a while, took a bottle of mineral water and drank it all.

"This new student, if you just came, would you like to try a test with Chu Zihang?"

Musashi Hall Master asked with a wicked smile.

"No, I'll just follow the normal course."

Zero shook her head, then retreated to the group of female students. Her slender fingers were holding a wooden sword, and no one thought she could beat Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang also took it for granted and nodded slightly.

"Okay, student Chu Zihang, next I will arrange a new course for you…"

Musashi Hall Master's eyes sharpened: "Fight me!"

Two minutes later.

Along with the sound of the wooden knife falling to the ground, Musashi Hall Master looked at the expressionless young man in front of him in disbelief, as if he had seen a monster.

Chu Zihang put the wooden knife back into its scabbard, and exclamations came from the surrounding students.

In their eyes, Musashi Hall Master was already miraculous, but Chu Zihang was even more powerful, and already had the level to open a kendo cram school in the city's youth palace.

"Teacher, are there any other projects?"

"No more."

"Your moves are very complete, I have taught you everything I can teach you. Staying in our kendo hall next, there is only the road of continuing to hone your skills left."

Musashi Hall Master shook his head.

He had to admit that he was old.

It's a pity that the young man in front of him didn't give him face. If he had stopped at the right time and didn't knock the wooden knife out of his hand, he wouldn't have felt so completely defeated.

After the battle, the other students suddenly became interested and practiced their moves more vigorously, striving to one day be able to exchange a few moves with the male god Chu Zihang.

"… …"

Soon, the kendo hall ushered in the end of class bell.

After this, piano, guitar, Go, cultural classes, all kinds of cram schools passed one by one, Chu Zihang always maintained sufficient brain power to receive all the knowledge.

Because there was still one thing in his mind.

On the dirt road in the suburbs that spring, learning to drive by opening the sunroof of the Maybach, with the man who was no longer a member of his family.

For this matter, Chu Zihang must ensure that he has complete energy.

… …

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was bright.

Rows of bushes were arranged on both sides of the road, the potholes were uneven, the path was covered with weeds, and a black luxury car was speeding over it.

Lin Mai also didn't expect that Chu Zihang would actually be interested in driving.

I don't know if this guy has thought about it, he may blow up the axle of someone else's wedding car for his best friend in the future.

At this moment.

"Yes."

Chu Zihang nodded.

He really wanted to smile knowingly, but the defects in his facial muscles made him indifferent. He just felt the almost non-existent bumps on the road and silently closed his eyes.

It seemed that it was really as the other party said, driving skills come with feeling, and now he was driving better and better.

However, at the moment when he closed his eyelids, a black shadow flashed strangely in the bushes outside the window, and the rancid and rotten smell disappeared in a flash.

Soon.

The car drove to an open space.

"Okay, do you want to try it first?"

Chu Tianjiao got out of the car and looked at Chu Zihang standing on the open space behind, pulling out a gap in the front door.

"Okay."

Chu Zihang nodded and stepped into the car.

Chu Tianjiao was sitting in the passenger seat, specially pointing out the functions of the car parts to him.

As the car door closed, Chu Tianjiao signaled Chu Zihang to step on the accelerator to try it out.

"Never mind those, try taking a step forward."

Chu Zihang nodded slightly, virtually stepped on the accelerator, and the car's tires slowly turned.

Feeling the whole car slowly moving, in an instant, he understood what Chu Tianjiao said about feeling, it was a feeling of being integrated and doing whatever he wanted.

It was as if it had the spirituality of a human being, and anything could be achieved.

"Well, son, have you driven a car before?"

Chu Tianjiao was stunned. How did his son's technique feel as skilled as his? Could it be an ancestral talent, but even talent needs someone to help him get started.

"No."

"It's just that when I first came into contact with this car, I immediately had that feeling."

Chu Zihang looked at his hand, then re-turned the steering wheel, turned the car in front of him into an arc, and returned the same way. The whole movement was not unnatural.

Next, he tried to accelerate, or high-intensity turning in place, and all the required operations were easily achieved under his technique.

The more Chu Tianjiao watched, the more outrageous it became. This was a qualification for the Great Emperor.

According to this posture, he had nothing to teach Chu Zihang, it was just a matter of letting the other party practice the previous operations a few more times.

"How about this, let's go buy something to eat first, and I'll teach you some master techniques later."

Chu Tianjiao said solemnly.

Under the other party's strong pull, Chu Zihang was forced to give up the car he was practicing.

"… …"

Soon, watching Chu Zihang and Chu Tianjiao's figures gradually moving away, Lin Mai breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned his gaze to the place he had just passed.

It wasn't his illusion, there were dead waiters here.

The reason why he didn't follow along while driving was just because he was interfered with a little by the ghost-repelling peach wood sword on his body.

"Roar… …"

A faint roar came from the bushes.

Seeing that the two had already gone far away.

Lin Mai finally stopped being polite. After all, what he wanted to change was the fate of an important person. In this way, it could cause a certain degree of fluctuation at least.

In the next moment, the body of the black car continued to change, the machinery was drawn out from the body, and then reshaped into a new shape, the whole body was soaked in scarlet blood, it was a steel titan rising with heat.

Dragon Blood Equipment!

The figure with a minimum setting of three meters quickly thundered, heading towards the bushes.