"I've never seen you."

Lu Mingfei said coldly.

"But I'm always there for you. Ah, not really. Your soul seems to have left and changed a lot. ”

"Where have you been? Brother. ”

The little boy asked.

"Shouldn't you report yourself before asking someone?"

Lu Mingfei asked rhetorically.

"Brother, you've really changed, and you're not cute at all."

The little boy said quietly.

"I'm happy with that."

He said coldly.

Whether he was fighting for humanity and the emperor, or enjoying retirement in this peaceful and peaceful hometown, he felt fulfilled and happy.

"Well, it looks like I'm going to learn how to communicate with fanatics."

The little boy shrugged.

Lu Mingfei did not make any comments on his words.

"One last piece of advice, brother, it's too late to get out of the car. You are not invited to eat at this table. ”

The little boy suddenly said in a serious tone.

Lu Mingfei thought for a few seconds before he understood what he meant.

"Whose funeral?"

He asked.

"Although it has been delayed for a long time, the destined fate has finally arrived."

The little boy continues to play the Riddler.

Lu Mingfei didn't ask anymore, the best way to deal with such riddlers was to act as if they didn't exist.

"Since you insist on doing so, brother, I wish you a smooth journey. Call my name out loud if you need help. ”

"Your dear brother, Lu Mingze."

The little boy snapped his fingers, and then disappeared,

The deep voice was covered by the sound of the restored wind and rain, as if it had never appeared.

"What's wrong?"

Chu Zihang asked.

He noticed that Lu Mingfei's expression was not quite right.

As an elder who has lived for thousands of years, he has fought countless bull ghosts and snake gods, and even tore a Tzeentch demon with his hands.

Therefore, in the face of the existence that claimed to be Lu Mingze, Lu Mingfei did not react excessively.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't have pressure, and at the moment, a layer of fine sweat is already oozing from his back.

"Grab your weapons and get ready for battle."

Lu Mingfei said in a low voice.

The words of the devil are naturally not credible, but there is always nothing wrong with being ready for battle.

"What's going on?"

Chu Zihang didn't understand, but out of trust, he still held the hilt of the sword.

"How did you get the sword out? It's still a real sword, it's too dangerous. Your mom doesn't care about you. ”

Chu Tianjiao saw this scene from the rearview mirror and frowned.

Since it has nothing to do with me, it can only be related to the other two people in the car.

Chu Zihang may also have a problem, but his intuition tells Lu Mingfei that it is not him.

Then it can only be this depressed driver's father.

"Chu Tianjiao, you may be in trouble."

He really couldn't call out the word dad, so he could only call him by name.

"What trouble can I have? I am kind to people day by day. ”

Chu Tianjiao didn't care about Lu Mingfei's faux pas, and said nonchalantly.

The next moment, he slammed on the brakes.

Lu Mingfei didn't move, Chu Zihang rushed forward, but was also stopped by his strong arm.

"Something is wrong."

Chu Tianjiao muttered to himself.

The greasy and verbose man just now was gone, and now his face was serious, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were as tight as tightropes.

"You two, fasten your seatbelts and don't look out the window."

After Chu Tianjiao finished speaking with his front foot, his back foot was a foot on the accelerator to the end.

The Maybach, which accelerates to 100 km/h in 5.5 seconds, quickly soars to 120km/h.

The scenery outside the car is connected into one afterimage after another, and people with motion sickness can vomit themselves at a glance.

Just then, the car radio, which had been muted, rang again.

Low laughter echoed in the carriage, grand and solemn and strange, slowly wrapping them around them like enclosing them in an ancient bronze bell.

Chu Zihang looked at his father in the rearview mirror, the thick cyan veins on the man's face protruded from the surface, like a little snake feeling danger and trying to escape from the cave.

"What the hell is going on?"

He couldn't help but ask.

Lu Mingfei knows, and the man also knows, as if he is the only one who doesn't know.

"Don't ask, son, don't ask. I've paid so much for you not to know. ”

Chu Tianjiao said almost pleadingly.

However, this sentence ignited Chu Zihang's anger that had accumulated for many years.

You know everything and don't tell me anything.

Keep saying that for my own good, it's up to you to decide whether I'm doing well or not!

He was about to ask a question, but there was a knock on the window outside the car.

Who is it! This kind of time.

Chu Zihang, who has always disliked losing his temper, couldn't help but be angry.

"Calm down, brother."

Lu Mingfei suddenly spoke.

His calm and calm attitude was like a piece of ice, freezing out the ignorant karmic fire in Chu Zihang's heart.

Then, he realized that something was wrong.

On the unmanned high bridge, how could anyone knock on the window of a 120km/h Maybach.

"Sit tight!"

Chu Tianjiao gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator again.

The Maybach quickly accelerated to 160 km/h, and at this speed of high blood pressure when the traffic police saw it, the knocking sound disappeared.

Just when Chu Zihang thought he had gotten rid of it, the knocking sound sounded again.

This time, there was also a dark shadow in the shape of a human figure looming outside the car window.

One, two, three...

Some of them are tall, some are short, some are thin, and some are fat.

But Chu Zihang just has a feeling, they are all the same.

A silvery white glare shone into the Maybach from all directions, turning the faces of father and son white.

Fear gripped his heart, and no matter how good he was in the eyes of others, he was actually just an introverted underage.

At this time, Chu Zihang subconsciously looked at Lu Mingfei.

This person, who is always out of place and a little old-fashioned, will he also feel scared when faced with such a thing?

Of course not.

Chu Zihang only saw a calm face, and the silver-white light shone on his head as if he was crowning him.

"Don't let fear take hold of you, brother."

Lu Mingfei looked at him and said, just as he admonished those war group recruits.

It's not that Space Marines aren't intimidating, they're just more determined than mortals.

"What are those? Ghosts? ”

Chu Zihang forced himself to calm down, but his voice was still trembling.

"I don't know, brother. But that doesn't matter. ”

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

"Not important?"

He couldn't believe he would hear such an answer.

Such a weird thing, Lu Mingfei actually said that it was not important.

"I don't know what it is, don't you dare to swing the sword?"

Lu Mingfei stared at Chu Zihang's eyes.

Even mortals should have basic courage.

He waited for Chu Zihang's answer, and used this to assess whether he was still qualified to be his brother.

"I, I don't know."

Chu Zihang lowered his head, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword turned slightly white.

"It's okay, brother, I'll rush ahead of you."

Lu Mingfei comforted.

This answer is not excellent, but it is qualified.

"Okay."

Chu Zihang nodded, and his breathing gradually returned to normal.

"You have a good friend, son."

Chu Tianjiao had been listening to their conversation.

He felt a little lost because it was not his father who comforted his son.

But he was also relieved, because even if he was gone, Chu Zihang would not be without someone to guide him.

The sound became more intense, and the knock on the door became the sound of scraping glass, disgusting and irritating.

But Lu Mingfei remained calm and got additional information from it.

Whatever those things were, they were already planning to come in.

"Hold on."

Chu Tianjiao shouted again, and then pulled out a black long-handled umbrella from the lattice of the car door.

No, it wasn't an umbrella, it was a non-bladed knife in a pitch-black scabbard.

Chu Zihang once read a book about Japanese swords, which said that craftsmen would only add knives to two kinds of knives.

One is the cane knife created to evade the ban after Japan's "abolition of the knife order".

One is the Gojin sword, which is enshrined in the shrine and is not used in actual combat.

And the precious scabbard made of shark skin shows that this is most likely a god knife and a handicraft.

But even if it's a craft, it's a knife, why would a driver put such a thing in the boss's car?

Chu Zihang didn't know how to explain, and the driver himself didn't have time to explain now.

Chu Tianjiao pulled out the blade, and the smooth blade surface reflected the silver-white light, clear as water.

Whether from the perspective of art or practice, this is a rare masterpiece.

However, Chu Tianjiao didn't have any intention of cherishing it, and directly stabbed through the car door with a backhand, half of which was left inside and half of it was exposed.

Then he slammed on the brakes, and the wheels let out a sustained wail under an almost brutal deceleration.

Fortunately, the modified anti-skid tires withstood the test and did not slip and roll over.

But those weird black shadows were not so lucky, and under inertia, the figure on the left lined up to commit suicide, black blood mixed with rain in the air.

Some even seeped into the car through the cracks, and the sticky black blood slowly slid down the upper end of the window.

Whoever sees this will inevitably collapse the fortress of reason.

But just as Chu Zihang's pupils contracted, a hand held his shoulder.

"Don't be afraid, brother, do it like me."

Lu Mingfei said.

"How?"

Chu Zihang thought confusedly, and then saw him pierce the car window with a sword.

The broad blade pinned a black shadow into the air, and black blood flowed out of the wound and was carried away by the wind and rain.

"Come, you can too."

Lu Mingfei turned around and said gently.

"I can't."

Chu Zihang wanted to say this, but another thought in his heart stopped him.

He trusts you, can you trust him?

"Brother."

For so many years, Chu Zihang thought that he only had a mother who didn't grow up, and now another person told him that they were brothers.

"Charge into battle, only die and live!"

He shouted a phrase he didn't even know what it was, clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands, and stabbed forward with all his might.

The thinner but sharper blade pierced the glass, and then gave back to Chu Zihang's true touch.

He stabbed!

Hearing his shout, Lu Mingfei was a little surprised.

The battle cry that was shouted by chance was remembered and shouted by Chu Zihang.

"Yes, very energetic!"

He smiled, and another sword pierced a skull sticking out of the roof of the car.

The black shadow who was stabbed in the shoulder by Chu Zihang let out a hoarse whisper, and his closed eyes opened, revealing a pair of golden eyes.

Chu Zihang was like an electric shock, he hugged his head in pain, and countless messy cyan lines came to life, writhing in his mind, like some kind of distorted text, and like a sacrificial dance.

Countless mysterious and terrifying images were awakened in his body, flashing before his eyes like a slideshow.

The three-eyed young man with the sword piercing his chest, the maiden girl to give birth writhing in pain on the altar, the big black wings that cover the sky, and the white-haired woman with bleeding eyes......

"Say no more!"

Chu Zihang waved his hand vigorously, trying to stop them from telling him about those lost histories.

"It's Vision, your bloodline has been opened. I wish that day never came. ”

Chu Tianjiao sighed bitterly.

"What is Vision?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"A special vision that only people with a special bloodline can have. You..."

Chu Tianjiao looked at the rearview mirror in shock, and in Lu Mingfei's eyes, two golden pupils were burning.