Chapter 137: Turning to Battle
Working during the day and resting at night is the routine of most human beings, but there are also some people who reverse this law of life, either because of the nature of their work or because of the high remuneration.
Bill belongs to the latter group, he is a driver, in no other sense, that is, in the original sense, owning a pickup truck with a mass of more than 10 tons, running around the towns on the Po River Plain, which is commonly known as running transportation.
In developed countries like Italy, labor costs are very high, and a hard industry like transportation, even if it is not overloaded, does not carry private goods, does not work day and night, and can make huge profits when running a single order, it belongs to the veritable middle class.
The reason why he worked overtime to run the night train this time was mainly because he was going to get married soon. He wants to take his new wife around the world to see and play for half a year after marriage, so he needs to prepare more savings in advance, and the price of expedited shipping is often three times or even higher than normal shipping.
"After running this one, two more runs are almost enough. ”
Listening to his favorite Beatles' music, Bill was mindful of the road ahead while calculating.
"I really admire myself for earning enough money to travel for a year in a month, who said that we Italians are unreliable in free and casual, we are absolutely reliable at critical moments!"
It's easy to get tired when driving at night, so seasoned drivers will have a set of ways to cheer themselves up and focus. Bill, as a well-known practitioner in this industry, is naturally no exception.
After complaining a few words to himself, Bill felt much better, at least for a short time without stopping to rest and relieve fatigue.
At this moment, a flower suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, as if a black shadow appeared at the end of the field of vision, and it looked like a person.
Bilton was a spirit. Because of the large mass of large trucks, the braking distance is much longer than that of sedans, so when driving large trucks, drivers pay special attention to various situations in front of them and respond in time.
Although he couldn't be sure if he was dazzled, Beal still decided to brake in time. If you are not a person by mistake, you will delay a little time and just come down and rest for a while. If it's a person, then ask if there is anything you need help with. Those of them who go out to run transportation, they will help people who have difficulties on the road, and if they encounter difficulties one day, they also hope that people passing by will also help.
The sound of the wide, thick tires rubbing against the ground sounds particularly permeable at night, and the spouts next to the brake pads spew out streams of water to cool the brake pads, bringing up a fine mist.
Bill, who has been driving for more than five years, estimated the braking distance very accurately, and the place where the truck stopped was right next to the dark shadow.
Bill rolled down the window, ready to shout twice, when he suddenly noticed that there was an extra person next to the open window, no, a skull mask.
"Ahh
"shut up!" suddenly came from behind the mask, and his voice was hoarse and dry, adding a bit of horror to the already eerie atmosphere.
"Yes, yes, I shut up. ”
Unaware that the other side was speaking in English, Bill responded in Italian.
"Well, do you need anything?
Although Bill has never encountered such a thing before, Bill has heard from the old-timers in the industry that there will occasionally be some robbers and bandits blocking the road during long-distance transportation, and as long as you are obedient and give money at this time, the other side will generally not let you go.
The ghostly fire in the mask's eyes lit up, making Bill's mood even more apprehensive.
"Is there any water?"
"What?" Bill thought he had misheard.
"Is there water? Coffee is the best. ”
"Yes, yes. ”
Running at night, how can you not do a good job of logistics, Bill's backpack has food and drinks. Hearing the masked man say this, he immediately took out two cans of coffee and a sausage.
The masked man reached out to take the coffee and sausage, and threw in a 20 yuan bill. Without waiting for Bill to say anything, he disappeared into thin air.
Bill grabbed the banknote that had landed on the dashboard and stared at the window in a daze.
"Uh, it seems to be a pound, isn't it a robber?"
The night breeze of early spring blows, bringing coolness that dispells Bill's trance.
"No, I'm driving a truck, and the window is more than two meters above the ground, how is this person-"
The more you think about it, the more weird it gets.
"—Did I really encounter some supernatural event? But would the evil spirits ask humans for coffee and sausages? and pay for them?"
The puzzled Bill didn't know that if he looked up at this time, he would be able to see the legendary angel. He didn't know that if he raised his head, he might not be able to see the sun tomorrow, let alone go back to his hometown to get married.
A false alarm, and made some extra money, should it be said that good people have good rewards?
◇◇◇
A few miles west of Bill's highway, Bill's "evil spirit" swallowed a few bites of sausage, poured two more sips of coffee, and threw it around, and the aluminum can streaked high across a huge parabola, hitting a white beast roaming around.
The beast let out a whimper and ran as fast as it could.
Patting his chest, the "evil spirit" that eats human food exhales a breath of heat and says in a voice that only he can hear: "Save—"
Before the last word "left" was finished, the "evil spirit" relaxed and within a few minutes, his body instantly tensed.
In the next second, there was a huge sound of breaking wind behind him, as if it was the scream of a cannon popping up, and it was like a wave of disgust when a heavy object landed.
The "evil spirit" hurriedly turned around and held up a black and gold shield.
As soon as the shield appeared, a terrifying wave of qi swept in, and the explosive air flow far beyond the meteorological level directly shook the "evil spirit" out.
A white figure diametrically opposed to the "evil spirit" passed through the gap between the qi waves, and slammed into the "evil spirit" with a strong posture that did not match the image at all, as if it was about to evolve completely.
The "evil spirit" held his hands against the shield, and the magic power mixed with the solemn Buddha's light suddenly exploded, not only dispersing the powerful energy that kept pushing him back, but also pushing the shield that was still unscathed after countless attacks to collide with the "angel" who pursued the "evil spirit".
The divine thunder exploded, and the golden thunder sprouted from the tail of the golden magic weapon, spreading to the tip, and with a more powerful force than the shield throwing, it fell from the sky and struck with the shield in the air and land.
At the same time, the "evil spirit" came out of nowhere with a long-handled scythe blade, turning into a flash of light that was beyond the reach of the naked eye.
Eating and drinking enough is not only suitable for thinking, but also for fighting!