Dragon 2: Pupil of the Mourner

"Maybach", the Chinese translation of "Maybach", the top card of the Mercedes-Benz factory, is more expensive than the "father" of the Mercedes-Benz S500 a few times. Chu Zhang is not too keen on the car, these are the man in the car bragging to him.

　　The windshield wipers are like a crazy metronome swinging from side to side, scraping away the layer of rain on the windshield. The middle-aged man in the car waved at Chu Zhang, smiling all over his face. Chu Zhang does not understand how he always smiles so happy as if there is no trouble at all. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. The man in the car hurriedly pushed open the door and opened a huge black umbrella to welcome him, as attentive as the driver of Liu Miao Miao's house. Chu Zhang didn't even look at him, pushed away the umbrella, walked to the car in the rain, opened the rear door, and got in by himself.

　　The man's ass did not get a response, froze, turned his head also into the car, sitting in the driver's seat, the umbrella put away handed to the back seat Chu Zhang, "insert the car door, there is a hole specifically inserted umbrella."

　　"Know, you said." Chu Zhang casually inserted the umbrella, and turned his head to look out the window, "Let's go."

　　"The clothes are wet, right? I gave you the seat back seat heating open? Who uses who knows, comfortable as hell!" The man began to brag about his car again.

　　"No need, go home and change your clothes."

　　"Ohhh." The man cleared his throat and said to the center console, "Start!"

　　The screen lit up, and the dashboard flashed a cold blue light, fierce as a beast 5.5-liter V12 turbocharged engine began to self-test, the car did not feel the slightest vibration, and the engine's low roar was also isolated.

　　"Nine million dollar car, no key, only three people's voices in this world can start, one is me, one is the boss, and one guess who?" The man was smug.

　　"Do not care." Chu Zhang's face was expressionless.

　　The man's hot face was stuck to his cold ass again, but he was not frustrated, and nimbly shifted gears to refuel. The Maybach roared to speed and threw out a huge arc on the playground, splitting the rain curtain like a sharp blade, and drove straight out of the gate of Silan High School. The guards stood straight at the post, showing their respect for the super luxury car and the wealth it symbolized.

　　Chu Zhang doesn't understand what's so respectable about this, in such a rainy day, all you want is a car to pick you up and a person who remembers to pick you up, Maybach, Mercedes S500, or QQ are not important.

　　"It's raining so hard, and your mom doesn't know to pick you up."

　　"It's a good thing I didn't go to the car wash this morning, no contact car wash, eighty dollars a time, wash it and throw it in the water."

　　"The gatekeeper of your school started not to let me drive the car in, I said I came to pick up my son from school, so heavy rain wet you do not let me in how? I don't know how much spittle. Finally, I said to him that I had nine million dollars for this car, and no one stopped the city government from going in, but you have so many rules at Shilan Middle School? He immediately softened up, haha."

　　The man fiddled with his steering wheel while chattering.

　　Chu Zhang did not pay him a single word from the time he got in the car. He turned on the radio and the announcer's voice made him feel clearer than the man's voice.

　　"Now broadcasting typhoon emergency alert and road condition information, according to the news released by the city's weather station, this year's Typhoon 0407 'Pugong Ying' made landfall on the city's southeast coast this afternoon and is expected to bring heavy rainfall and strong winds of level 10, so please take precautions promptly. Because of the high-intensity rainfall, provincial and national highways passing through the city will be closed in two hours, and drivers still on the road are asked to take a detour because of high wind speeds and visibility below thirty meters on elevated roads."

　　He looked out the window, visibility is really poor to the extreme, fifty meters away on a white blanket can not see, the rain is so dense that it seems to be in the air on each other crushed, landing is a flurry of water foam. The sky is as dark as ink, and occasionally there are lightning strokes straight to the ground. There are not many cars on the road, all with headlights on, crawling cautiously, meeting drivers honking hard, like a wild animal meeting in the forest, alert to show their teeth and let out a low growl.

　　The cars slowed down, one following the other slowly feeling their way forward. The horns of the cars in front sounded like boiling kettles, and the red light of countless brake lights pierced through the rain as if they were blocked.

　　"Let me turtle crawl in this V12 engine car?" The man muttered, turning the wheel violently and forcing himself to cut into the emergency lane.

　　Absolutely beautiful everything, as if a quick knife that breaks the water, cutting off the traffic behind. The owner of the Audi behind him braked sharply, and the locked tires skidded straight on the ground. Not braking Audi will have to hit the ass of the Maybach, rear-end, then count Audi's full responsibility, the Maybach repair money worth an Audi. So a brake, a second gap in the traffic, to the man squeezed in.