Chapter 3: High-Speed Horror

The car drove slowly forward, driving on the empty highway, and there was not a single car passing by for a long time. I leaned back in my seat, looked at the dark road in front of me, and chatted with the driver next to me without saying a word.

"Oh, so that's the case, you and our young lady are really fated to each other. Hah

"Kuroki!" came a girl's voice from the back seat. The driver's smile froze suddenly, and he slowly put the cigarette back on his mouth. Then he carefully gestured apologetically to the mirror above, and continued to concentrate on driving his car.

I sneaked a peek at the girl sitting in the back seat: black shoes, black dress, draped hat. That's right, it was Luo Qin who did it in the back. The other party said that, if I still escaped, would I still be a man?!

The man who sat next to me and just chatted with me, who was called Uncle Heitong by Luo Qin, was the man in the suit who helped Luo Qin carry the suitcase in the car, and it was said that he was still an authentic Japanese. As for the other men in black, they all disappeared as soon as I got into the car, and I don't know what they were here for。。。。。

I cleared my throat and asked with a smile, "By the way, Uncle Heitong, when did you start being a deacon of Luoqin?"

Uncle Hei Tong seemed to remember some happy past, and said with a smile, "It's been a while, I want to think about it。。。。。。 Well, it's been seven or eight years. Since the eldest lady was in middle school, I have been arranged by the master to be the deacon of the young lady. Anyway, Miss was really kawaa when she was young。。。。。。 ”

"Bang!" Luo Qin kicked Hei Tong's recoil hard. "Ah。。。。。。 I'm sorry, Miss. Kuroki cautiously gestured apologetically to the mirror above.

Here we go again, here we go again. I shook my head helplessly. I can't remember the first time this was interrupted, and the conversation between us didn't progress. This Japanese uncle named Kuroki seems to be very afraid of Luo Qin, as long as Luo Qin makes a move, he will immediately remain silent.

As if I had surrendered, I shrugged my shoulders and sat in my seat without speaking. Although I had countless questions in my mind to ask, considering my current position and identity, as well as Rochen's eccentric personality, I finally wisely shut my mouth. Judging from the information we have so far, this girl named Luo Qin is also a freshman like me. Moreover, it seems that the family is still very good. As for which university she was going to and why she would take the train alone, I don't know.

Forget it, no matter how much it is, safety at school is the most important thing.

There was a rare silence in the car for a long time, and Luo Qin sat alone in the back seat and closed his eyes to recuperate. Uncle Hei Tong looked ahead and drove the car intently. And I was bored looking out of the dark window, and slowly, I felt that my eyelids were getting heavier and heavier。。。。。。

"Boom!" Suddenly, the car shook violently! I was suddenly awakened, and I was completely sleepy. Uncle Heitong hurriedly grasped the steering wheel and handbrake, very experienced, gripping, lightly pedaling, slow braking, and slow leaning. A series of actions were carried out in one go, and the car was quickly stopped.

"What, what's wrong?" I gripped the handle above the car door and looked at Uncle Hei Tong beside me in shock.

The uncle took out a cigarette unhurriedly, lit it quickly, and said lightly, "I guess it was a flat tire." ”

"Hey, Kuroki. From the back sat the voice of Roqin.

"Don't worry, Miss. With me, the former Japanese car god, there is no need to worry about this little thing. Uncle Heitong smiled and made a gesture to Luo Qin who thought he was very handsome.

"Who allowed you to smoke in the car!" there was a shouting from inside the car.

"Ahh

。。。。。。

Uncle and I opened the car door and walked down, and Uncle Kuroki leaned down and checked the car back and forth.

"How's it going?" I rubbed my hands together and looked at my uncle with concern. It was just the beginning of autumn, but it was unusually cold outside the car. Suddenly, a whole yin wind blew, and I couldn't help but shiver. Why is this wind so cold? I can't help but wonder.

"It's fine, as I guessed, the rear tire was punctured. The uncle took a puff of his cigarette and said lightly.

"Do you have a spare tire?" the window rolled down slowly, and Luo Qin stuck his head out.

"Ah, bring it, you can change it right away. It's just that...... Uncle Heitong suddenly tightened his brows, and his face was serious.

"What's wrong?" I looked at Uncle Kuroki with some curiosity.

Uncle Kurokiri straightened up and said while smoking a cigarette, "This flat tire looks very strange, I've never seen it in my decades of driving." β€œ

"Was it punctured?" I looked at the flat tire with some doubts, and a wave of uneasiness quietly welled up in my heart: the road was too unsmooth, first I missed the station by train, and now this kind of thing happened on the highway, I vaguely felt that the life waiting in front of me would not be as beautiful and peaceful as I imagined.

Uncle Kuroki shook his head in the negative. "Kuroki, hurry up and get it done, I don't feel like something is right here. Luo Qin frowned rarely.

"Yes, Miss, I'll finish it in a moment. Uncle Kuroki flicked the cigarette out, opened the rear compartment, and took out the spare tire. I followed him to help, and in a short time I was able to put the new tires on the car.

After putting the punctured tire in the car, we immediately got into the car. The car's engine sounded again, and the group quickly disappeared into the night。。。。。。