Dragon 2: Pupil of the Mourner

Chu Zhang couldn't understand, he thought the man was probably scared and silly, why was his mouth full of nonsense?

　　The Maybach had reached top speed, 275 kilometers per hour, and the needle on the engine tachometer jumped into the dangerous red zone. The man pressed the gas pedal to the floor, gripped the steering wheel, and looked straight ahead, ahead of them there was only mercury-like light, nothing could be seen, they looked like they were running into a silver sea. Pale, palmless hand prints on the windshield, "thud". The shadow slapped the windows on all sides, with such force that it could shatter blast glass.

　　The man reached through the door and pulled out the dark umbrella.

　　Now this time to take the umbrella is not to get out of the car to talk to those shadows? Chu Zhang froze for a moment and suddenly saw clearly that it was not an umbrella, it was a knife, a slender Japanese sword with a pitch-black sheath and no tsuba. It was a reverent sword, Chu Zhang had read a book called "Knowledge of the Japanese sword", in Japan, the swordsmith would only make two kinds of swords without a tsuba, the poor ronin's saber, or the god-honoring Goshin sword. The Goshin swords are not used for cutting at all, the tsuba is useless, and this sword's elaborate and antique shark skin sheath suggests that it is simply an artifact.

　　The knife slipped out of the sheath, and the light of the blade was as clear as water.

　　Chu Zhang was dumbfounded. What happened? The man is not a driver? He should be a waste of time to accompany the careful transport boss ah! But at this moment he holds the knife, looks to leap forward, his body exudes a spear and gun-like sharpness ...... based on that crafted knife?

　　"Mikami knife - Murayu, doomed to kill the Tokugawa family demon knife, heard of it?" The man put the knife across the steering wheel, "The original was destroyed long ago, they re-cast it with recycled metal and worshiped it in Gion Shrine for ten years."

　　The man's wrist bruises jumped angrily. He backhanded the knife and stabbed it straight into the left door. The long knife pierced through the cast aluminum door and embedded itself inside, leaving half of the blade exposed. The man slammed on the brakes, the speedometer needle dropped sharply, and the wheels slid on the ground, close to the edge of losing control. The thick blood in the wind pulled out a dozen meters of black ribbons and immediately was washed away by the rainstorm. Those black shadows were too late to slow down, and the group on the left was cut off by the outside half of the blade in a single breath, too late to even let out a wail. Simple and pure killing, as if those shadows hit the sharp blade at 250 kilometers per hour. Black blood splashed all the windows on the left side of the car, even seeping in through the cracks. Chu Zhang held his head and kept trembling.

　　Mikami Blade - Murray, is that an imitation craft knife? It was cast out completely to kill! The tough blade could cut through the bones of a dozen people without breaking. This way of killing ...... this man, and the whole world ...... are they crazy?

　　The man immediately stepped on the gas to the end, and the tires and the ground violently rubbed, emitting an ear-splitting noise. These are "loud tires", the power has exceeded the limits of the tires, and through the air filter can still smell the stench of burnt tires. The man jerked the steering wheel and the Maybach spun out of control, the heavy 2.7-ton body sweeping the dark shadows out of the way and hitting the roadside guardrail, which cracked with metal.

　　All four window panes were coated in black blood and washed away by the torrential rain.

　　It was hell.

　　In the violent rotation, the man reached out and pressed Chu Zhang's head, palm warm. Chu Zhang suddenly thought of when he was a child, the man woman and he was still a family, the man took him to the amusement park to ride the merry-go-round, is also this gently pressed his head.

　　The car stopped and the whole reversed over. The man stepped on the foot, and the throttle to the end, Maybach like a raging male wild horse, along the way straight back. There was a palpitating sound from under the wheels as if the bones were being crushed ...... The body kept vibrating, and one after another dark figure was knocked out. The man always stepped on the gas, with no half expression. The car became a machine of slaughter in his hands. Chu Zhang could not believe that such a useless man would suddenly become a murderous and unblinking evil spirit.

　　"Don't be afraid, something like Deadpool ...... has no citizenship rights." The man said hoarsely, "They are not people, so the law does not protect them!"

　　A dark figure was not knocked away, he was taller than all the other dark figures, lanky like a giant. He braced his hands against the front of the car and was pushed back sharply against the Maybach, his feet making a harsh scraping sound on the pavement. The golden pupils of his eyes seemed to burn up in the rainstorm. This scene should have appeared in the "Superman" or "Spider-Man" movie, for ordinary people, the huge ground friction will make his joints dislocated, and broken leg bones.