It wasn't until Zhang Heng walked out of the villa community that he exhaled a breath of turbidity, revealing a complicated color. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His heart is not as cold as it seems, after all, he is the father of the person who once promoted him, at least he knows that Li Jianguo and Li Yiru have never done anything unfavorable to him.

It's just that, for the sake of his family, he had to make a posture that no one would enter, like a hedgehog, constantly erecting sharp thorns high, and not allowing the slightest injury.

If you relented this time, then what followed would be intensified again and again! The place where he stood was like a suspended staircase, although it could be climbed up, but on both sides of the staircase, there were empty cliffs, and at the bottom of those cliffs, there were countless demons from hell with their thin arms stretched out, and kept waiting, and the eyes that were blue with hunger were full of greed and bloodlust......

Zhang Heng had no way out, he could only keep climbing upward, once he made a mistake, he ended up falling headlong into the cliff, being eaten and bitten by the group of evil ghosts who coveted him, and finally gnawed his bones to the ground......

"Should you say you're old and confused?" Zhang Heng snorted coldly, glanced back, with his eyesight, his eyes instantly crossed the darkness, and saw that in the study window of the villa a few hundred meters away, Old Man Li held the eyeballs of his two grandsons and cried in a low voice.

If Old Man Li was not Li Jianguo's father and Li Yiru's grandfather, then his life would not be saved today.

Thundered......

Another muffled thunder exploded, and suddenly, the raindrops the size of beans were like elves in the sky, falling in groups, and the next second they slapped on the dry ground, and were absorbed by the dry ground in an instant.

However, there were so many raindrops that the dry cement had not yet had time to absorb the last raindrop, and the next raindrop came whistling, and in the end, countless raindrops converged on the concrete floor into a shallow puddle of water, wetting the whole world.

Torrential rain poured down.

The pedestrians on the road have almost disappeared, and even those who have not had time to rush to their homes have found shelter from the rain nearby, making phone calls in the anxious hope that the rainstorm will fade soon.

The whole world was only dark, and under the cover of night, it was a blur ten meters away, and it was impossible to see clearly.

A taxi drove by slowly, Zhang Heng beckoned, and suddenly, the taxi slowly stopped beside Zhang Heng, Zhang Heng opened the car door, got into the taxi, and then, the taxi drove into the vast rainstorm.

"Can I smoke here?" Zhang Heng took out a box of flues.

"What's wrong with this," the driver smiled, "Although it can't be according to the rules, the rules are dead, and people are alive." ”

Zhang Heng smiled, took out one and handed it to the driver, and after helping the driver light it, he lit it for himself and turned his head to look out the window.

The driver thanked him, and gradually opened the conversation with the sound of crackling raindrops outside the car and the friction of wipers on the windshield.

"The price of this box of cigarettes is not low, you young people, you like to spend lavishly, and wait until the end of the month when there is no money, and then stop." The driver shook his head and smiled, "However, our industry's income has been sluggish recently, online car-hailing has become more and more popular, and the government has not come up with any rules, so now it is not possible to pull a passenger for more than ten minutes in the suburbs......

"Some time ago, on this viaduct, I heard that there was a person who couldn't think of jumping off the building, it seemed that he was a migrant worker, and he was fired by the boss, and he didn't even have the fare to go home, tsk......"

"By the way, the road over there was just repaired some time ago, but it collapsed again, if it weren't for that, we would have been able to walk at least three kilometers less......"

Along the way, the driver seemed to have not spoken for a long time, talking to himself, as if he wanted to confide in all the past few days, Zhang Heng just smiled faintly, showing the appearance of listening, speaking of the key, or just the right look of surprise, so that the driver felt that there was an audience, and couldn't help but say that the saliva was flying around, and it was extraordinarily energetic.

The driver was wearing an ordinary gray shirt, the cuffs were held high, and he could see the black and shiny oil stains on the cuffs, and his black hair was also greasy and greasy on his scalp, mixed with a few white hairs, and he kept spitting at Zhang Heng about what he had seen and heard.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that he finally arrived at his destination, Zhang Heng took out a few ten-yuan bills and handed them to the other party, but the driver waved his hand and said generously, "Don't need so much, just give it according to the price, look at the little brother, you have just come out of society, it is not easy for anyone to make some money these days, save more money and don't forget your parents." ”

Zhang Heng repaid a polite smile, symbolically pulled back a banknote before walking into the rain curtain, watching Zhang Heng not hurry to let the rain fall on his body, the driver always felt that something was wrong, he put the money given by Zhang Heng into his pocket, and then habitually pulled out a dirty rag, ready to wipe it off on the leather seat where Zhang Heng had sit.

However, the movement froze in mid-air.

As if thinking of something, the driver subconsciously touched the seat where Zhang Heng had sit, but found that the seat was dry and still had a faint body temperature.

Didn't even a single water stain remain?

He watched the quiet young man wait for half a minute in the rainstorm before getting into the car, which is the most violent in autumn, that is, staying in the rain for a few seconds, even his underwear can be soaked.

Because of this, he will habitually prepare a rag to clean the seats for those passengers after they leave, so that they can welcome the next passenger.

The driver looked at the direction of Zhang Heng's departure in a daze, and he gradually recalled that it seemed that when the other party got into the car, there was no water stain on his body and hair.

Just, how is this possible?

I'm afraid the driver will never figure out this problem, at this moment, Zhang Heng has returned to his villa, and after washing up, he lay on the bed.

It's just that Zhang Heng didn't want to sleep, but continued to go to Yuehua's virtual space for mental training, a hundredfold increase in spirit, and he had to go through a long period of training to be able to adapt to it.

Zhang Heng's computing power in the brain has long surpassed that of ordinary humans, so as long as he does not encounter special events, the ability he uses in his brain every day is too little, which is equivalent to being in a semi-dormant state anytime and anywhere, even if he is awake, it is equivalent to the tension of other people's brains when they are resting.

To put it simply, unless Zhang Heng uses a lot of mental power or a lot of brain power to perform complex calculations, he basically does not have the problem of brain fatigue in his daily life, and sleep has lost its meaning to him.

Even if Zhang Heng occasionally sleeps, it's just because his habits as a human can't be changed for the time being. (To be continued.) )