Lu Mingfei looked around and made sure he was still in the warm and comfortable four-wheeled vehicle.

But time seemed to have stopped, and he could see the stagnant rain and mist on the car window.

The boy sat between him and Chu Zihang.

"Who are you?"

Lu Ming was not alert and grabbed the canvas bag in his arms.

"Brother, it's too late for you to get out of the car now."

"Your name is not on the invitation list for the funeral."

The boy whispered.

He was dressed in a black evening dress, with a plain white collar flower tied on his neckline, and a sad look written on his delicate face.

But the next moment, he was locked in his throat by a powerful palm, and Lu Mingfei's fierce and cold face was reflected in his eyes:

"Shut up!"

Lu Mingfei did not relent, because of the appearance of the other party's child.

Their heirs, the Holy Angels, the Father of the Great Genes, have always been coveted by the Chaos heresy.

Therefore, in that cold universe, Lu Mingfei had already experienced thousands of illusions that tempted him to embrace chaos and fall into the abyss.

His will has long been as unshakable as pure gold.

"Ahem...... You've changed a lot, brother. ”

"Where's that decrepit kid who wants to be loved?"

Although he was choked by the throat, the boy smiled softly and whispered to him.

"I said shut up!"

Lu Mingfei snorted coldly, and increased the strength in his hand, wanting to expel this "illusion" from his world.

But the boy was not affected much.

His gaze became extremely deep, as if he wanted to see through Lu Mingfei's whole person.

After a moment, he sighed faintly, and his figure gradually became blurred and illusory:

"Since you insist on attending this funeral...... That's what you want, brother. ”

"I'm looking forward to seeing your indomitable soul before Him."

The whispers of demons wafted through the air.

Time returned to normal from this moment, and the rain flowed down the car window, and immediately countless more raindrops exploded on the car window.

The traffic jam seemed to have been dealt with, and the black beast was back on its way through the storm at high speed.

"I heard you had a big party on your eighteenth birthday? That's a sight to behold. ”

"That's fine, make more friends, smile, don't always have a cold face......"

The man driving the car was still reading all kinds of inquiries and exhortations to Chu Zihang.

It's just that Chu Zihang doesn't seem to have any desire to communicate with his father, and keeps looking sideways at the window.

They didn't seem to notice Lu Mingfei's strange appearance just now.

"Bang bang."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the car door on Chu Zihang's side.

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, and then a frightened look appeared on his face.

This Maybach is running wildly on the elevated road at a speed of one hundred and twenty miles, who will knock on the door at this time?

The knock on the door sounded again, this time as if four or five people were knocking at the same time—

No, it's not like, Chu Zihang really saw four or five black shadows lying outside the dark car window, as if they were staring at him in the storm.

"What are those things?"

A sense of crisis rose from Lu Mingfei's heart, could it be the trap set by the demon just now?

Chu Tianjiao also noticed Chu Zihang's expression, and shouted in a low voice:

"Don't be afraid, son...... Sit tight. ”

The hands on the cool blue instrument panel showed that the speed was soaring, and in a moment the speed limit was broken to 180 mph.

But the people in the car only felt as if they were stuck in place, and the car did not have a trace of vibration, not a trace of sound, and no inertia.

It seems that only the sound of the rainstorm leaning on the roof of the car is real.

Maybach is still accelerating like crazy, speeding up......

There are also more and more black shadows.

Cast by an unknown mercury-colored light source, they silently circled the Maybach and opened their eyes together.

It was like countless pairs of golden fireflies flying in the darkness.

Chu Zihang hugged his head in pain and curled up.

"Bang bang ......"

The shadows began to bang on the windows again, and they could faintly see pale palms imprinted on the glass.

"Go away! Go away! ”

Chu Zihang waved his hand in horror, as if he wanted to drive these black shadows away.

"Don't be afraid, son...... I'm here. ”

Chu Tianjiao grabbed the steering wheel with both hands and comforted him.

His gaze was locked on the front.

"I'm sorry uncle, I'm going to get your car dirty."

Chu Zihang suddenly heard Lu Mingfei say this.

Only then did he remember that in addition to himself and his father, there was another classmate in the car who was not very familiar.

"It's okay, classmate Lu Mingfei...... Pee if you want, you're already brave. ”

Chu Tianjiao said in a comforting tone.

Lu Mingfei didn't answer, he opened the canvas bag in his arms and poured all the contents onto the leather sofa chair.

That's all sorts of tools and mechanical components.

Wrenches, screwdrivers, switch handles, metal frames, small engines, centrifugal clutches, ......

The other party casually threw away the canvas bag and began to assemble the components one by one, with only a focused look on his face.

"You...... Is it assembling a chainsaw? ”

Chu Zihang watched as the other party picked up a cutting chain crawling with sharp teeth, and quickly and skillfully combined and fixed it with the sprocket and guide rod.

The blade of the chainsaw is formed.

What's going on?

Did he want to play the Rainy Night version of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre?

"Almost."

Lu Mingfei just responded in a low voice.

Chu Zihang wanted to ask something, but a terrible and piercing voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

It was as if something sharp had scratched through the steel and glass, making the scalp tingle.

Chu Tianjiao grabbed Chu Zihang's wrist with his backhand, pulled him from the back seat to the front seat, and threw him in the passenger seat.

"Fasten your seatbelts!"

Chu Tianjiao's face was as hard as iron.

But Chu Zihang just hugged his head in pain, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

"Did you see any visions?"

"I'm sorry, but I always wish I could have come a little later......"

The father clasped his son's hand and revealed to him the dark side behind the curtain of this peaceful world.

The speed of the Maybach has reached the limit of 275 kilometers per hour, and the needle of the engine tachometer has jumped into a dangerous red zone.

There was only a silver light ahead, and I couldn't see anything clearly, as if I was running towards a silver sea.

But the shadows were still banging on the windows in all directions.

Chu Tianjiao pulled out something from the car door.

It was a slender Japanese sword, with a water-clear blade sliding out of the pitch-black scabbard.

The middle-aged man who was driving and rambling about his son's affairs actually exuded a momentum as sharp as a long knife in his hand.

He jumped with bruises on his wrist and stabbed the left door with a knife.

He harnessed the Maybach as if it had truly turned into a ferocious black beast, flickering and moving in the rain.

The half-exposed blade was its sharp teeth, tearing apart the dark shadows that entangled it, and then crushing them with its heavy body and limbs.

Black blood splattered all over the windows and even seeped through the cracks.

Chu Zihang's face turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice:

"You...... You're killing. ”

Before Chu Tianjiao could answer, Lu Mingfei's cold words sounded in the back seat of the car:

"No, they're aliens!"

Lu Mingfei didn't know when he assembled his weapon-

A hand-held chainsaw with a grip.

A metal cover is added to the upper end of the blade, revealing only one sharp serration;

The engine that makes up the power part is fitted under the grips, giving it the appearance of a simple whole - a combination of a chainsaw and a machete.

Lu Mingfei's momentum has also changed.

From the moment he held the weapon, he went from a student who worked hard to learn to a veteran who had fought in the dark battlefield.

His eyes reflected a monstrous hatred for the dark shadows outside the window.