Dragon 2: Pupil of the Mourner

"Go to hell!" The man bellowed low. The Maybach crashed against the black shadow on the guardrail, the man shifted gears to reverse, shifted again, accelerated, and crashed again, then a third time, a fourth time, until the guardrail was broken off, and the gold in the black shadow's eyes dimmed, like a dead lamp that had run out of oil. Even so, he did not make a sound.

　　The men turned the car around and accelerated to flee, Chu Zhang warily looked out the back window, those knocked-down black shadows slowly climbed up, and the golden pupils of the eyes fluttered and flickered, silently watching them go away.

　　"What are those ...... those people? Fight ...... call 110!" Chu Zhang looked at the man in fear.

　　"It's useless, your phone probably has no signal." The man said in a low voice.

　　"As for what people ...... explain it can be a lot of work." A moment later, he added.

　　"Don't be afraid, son, one day is old dad, life is old dad, old dad is still old dad, not a monster." The man glanced at Chu Zhang and immediately understood the frightened expression in his son's eyes.

　　"Don't worry assured, in fact, your father I am very capable, only reveal the phase is not real ......"

　　It seems that the man is indeed still the same, at least he is still so verbose. But Chu Zhang could see that the man was not at all relaxed. His face is full of sweat, holding the steering wheel hand slightly trembling, the body bowed like a shrimp, eyes dead ahead.

　　The phone has no signal. Chu Zhang opened the radio, only a current murmur. He then opened the GPS, the same search for satellite signals. Everything is beyond his comprehension, how can there be so many strange people on the elevated road? The road was full of surveillance cameras, and no road police arrived after such a serious accident. It was as if they had entered an isolated space, a space where there was only the viaduct, the storm, the dark shadows, and this Maybach.

　　"Simply put, it means that your bloodline is not quite the same as others." After a long silence, the man gave this not-so-substantial explanation.

　　"Do not seem like the end of the world, different bloodline is not so humiliating, your father my bloodline is also different from people, without me to inherit you, you are normal."

　　The man scratched his head, "Forget it, let's not talk about this, there will be time to slowly explain to you ...... quite good to go abroad, but remember not to apply for a college called Cassell, that college is a bunch of crazy people."

　　"I say your stepfather will leave the family fortune to you? You can always watch him, don't let him outside the package ...... by then there will be someone to grab the family fortune with you." The man said seriously.

　　"Have you seen "Indiana Jones", in which the professor and his son are awesome! My lifelong dream is that way, dad driving in the front, son in the back with a machine gun strafing!"

　　I don't know what this man's inner world is like, he can still talk at this time, and a bit of a frown.

　　They ran wildly for ten minutes, by the time the speed calculation has run more than 40 kilometers. The black shadows did not catch up, the mercury-like lights were invisible, and Chu Zhang's wildly beating heart rate slowly returned to normal, no one in this world can run as fast as the speed of the Maybach, right? They should have already left those black shadows forty kilometers away.

　　"Where to now?" Chu Zhang asked.

　　"I don't know, they're still ...... not gone ...... yet because the rain hasn't stopped to find the exit." The man still stepped on the gas and ran wildly. Chu Zhang could see that his tension had not eased at all.

　　The rain hasn't stopped yet? What do you mean? What does the rain have to do with those black shadows? Chu Zihang's headache is splitting.