Zheng Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, the sky around him was getting darker and darker, and only the roar of the engine was left in Zheng Xian's ears, and in Zheng Xian's eyes, there was only the red car taillights in front.

The two cars rushed forward and behind them, unscrupulously speeding down the road, pulling out a piercing scream.

The front shell is just an ordinary 1.8t Zhonghua, but it runs close to 250 miles, and even has the spare strength to continue to rush upward, full of power, obviously either the internal parts are replaced, or the shell is replaced.

Zheng Xian banged the accelerator loudly, but he was still one parking space behind, and he couldn't catch up with the car in front no matter what, but the stones swept up by the wheels of the car in front kept knocking on the windshield!

Zheng Xian stretched out his hand and pressed on the co-pilot's strong breeding armor, and then the strong breeding armor climbed up Zheng Xian's body like water, and then, the sound of no sound sounded in Zheng Xian's mind.

Wu is an extremely sophisticated computer, and in the storage of Wu, there are many materials of the world's leading people, most of which are methods of killing, ancient fighting methods, the use of various firearms, and some experience in car driving.

These experiences are directly inverted from the minds of the racers.

After all, Zheng Xian is an amateur among the amateurs, in driving a car, not very level, as long as he is bold and not afraid of death, he can step on the end, but to really drive the car out of the sense of art, Zheng Xian still has a long way to go.

At this time, Zheng Xian injected the experience of the racer without this terminal into his mind, and at the same time did not do it to sit next to him.

However, the results were not ideal.

After all, technology has not yet reached the point where it can perfectly copy one person's experience into another person's mind, and this kind of experience comes suddenly, and it also needs to be run-in, and a lot of practice, so at most it can only make people take a lot of detours. It is impossible to go from an amateur to a professional player in an instant.

After learning from the experience, Zheng Xian's car swung its tail several times and almost rushed into the grass on the side of the road.

There were also several times when he almost collided with an oncoming truck.

The shortcomings of not being able to blend experience and reality are sometimes more fatal than not knowing anything.

And, the faster the speed, the more difficult the off-road vehicle driven by Zheng Xian, after all, the off-road vehicle was not born for the pursuit of extreme speed, the chassis is high, the body is floating, the wind resistance is large, and every turn seems to throw itself out, and there are shortcomings everywhere.

Although the experience of a professional driver made Zheng Xian adapt to it and barely find some driving feeling, professional drivers are not gods after all, and they may not have driven in such complex road conditions.

Therefore, from beginning to end, Zheng Xian's car was in the back.

I don't know when the road started, the speed of the car in front began to slow down gradually, Zheng Xian's car slowly went hand in hand with the other party's car, and the other party rolled down the window, revealing a face that should not still exist, and there was a shocking deep scar on the neck under this face.

In the co-pilot sat a little boy, smiling excitedly at Zheng Xian.

With such extreme driving, this little guy didn't have the slightest fear, and sure enough, no matter what, being with his closest relatives is the best thing in the world, and what kind of bad environment is nothing.

"I'm back from hell!" said the silver ghost in the car opposite.

......

In the distance, Hao Guang was happily playing in the playground, but the little guy looked back at his father from time to time, for fear that his father would suddenly disappear again.

The silver ghost and Zheng Xian stood side by side.

Both of them had a can of beer in their hands and a dozen beside them. and a dozen empty bottles.

The silver ghost drank a can of beer with a grunt, and let out a long sigh of admiration: "It's still delicious in this mortal world!"

Saying that, the silver ghost looked at Zheng Xian, who was drinking silently beside him, and said strangely: "Don't you ask why I can come back alive?"

Zheng first glanced at the scar on the silver ghost's neck and said, "Let's talk about it, I'm also curious, when I cut off your head, I didn't show any mercy." Just as you pierced my heart with a sword. ”

The silver ghost shook his head and said, "You know the way, I have a reason why I can't die. As he spoke, the silver ghost looked at Hao Guang.

"So, I didn't blame you, I just cut off your head and didn't dismantle your corpse!"

"So, I should be grateful to you. ”

Zheng Xian drank all the beer in his hand, reopened a can, nodded and said, "Isn't it?"

The silver ghost silently drank a can of beer in his hand, pinched the bottle and threw it beside him, and nodded solemnly: "I don't need to be grateful to you for this, but after you return to the mortal world, I even want to kneel down and thank you for helping my son!"

Zheng Xian smiled when he heard this, and held the beer in front of the silver ghost.

There was a ding, and the beers slammed together.

Zheng Xianyin ghost drank up their respective beers.

In the world of men, there shouldn't be so many words in the first place.

Explain to explain, it's better to touch a glass of wine and get drunk!

The two looked at Hao Guang, who was having fun, and after a while, Zheng first spoke: "When will you do it?"

The silver ghost looked at the clock hanging in the distance, it was ten o'clock in the evening.

"Don't worry, let's talk about it when we sleep. ”

Zheng Xian shrugged indifferently.

Two men with a child walked all over the playground, even if the playground was closed, knocked out the security guards, and opened the electric gate of the entire playground, it was not a problem for Zheng Xian and the silver ghost, as long as Hao Guang was happy, if the moon in the sky was within reach, the silver ghost would have taken it off long ago.

Hao Guang played until he was tired, grabbed the silver ghost's arm and fell asleep.

The silver ghost put Hao Guang on the back seat of the car, took off his clothes and covered Hao Guang, the silver ghost reached out and stroked Hao Guang's head, his eyes were full of all the feelings that a father could express for his child.

Kindness, warmth, apology, love, longing, hope, etc., etc., etc., all care is in this pair of eyes.

The silver ghost seemed to have not seen enough, and kept staring at Hao Guang, a full hour passed, the sculpture-like silver ghost looked at the time, and gently broke off Hao Guang's stubbornly held fingers, Hao Guang in his sleep immediately became uneasy, and the silver ghost took out a piece of jade with his body temperature and stuffed it into Hao Guang's hand, and Hao Guang gradually calmed down.

The silver ghost glanced at Hao Guang after the last glance, and then closed the car door.

Without looking back, he walked into the distance.

Zheng Xian, who had been sitting in the driver's seat, turned his head to look at Hao Guang, then took two cans of beer from the car and stepped out of the car.

Hao Guang and the silver ghost walked in the cold parking lot one after the other.

The parking lot of the amusement park is full of cars during the day, but at this time, it is as empty as the post-apocalyptic world.

"Can we start?"

Zheng Xian asked with a smile.

The silver ghost paused, turned his head, received a can of beer thrown by Zheng Xian, and poked a hole in the bottom of the bottle with his fingers, and the wine flowed down the hole into the throat of the silver ghost.

Zheng Xian opened the beer and drank it slowly.

The night wind blows, and there is always a cold that penetrates the bones.