"Son, drive away!"

Chu Tianjiao lay on the ground, barely raising his head and shouting at Maybach, trembling all over, steaming up a thick, blood-red mist.

He felt like he could still fight.

Although he had tried everything just now, all his strength was taken out to push Time Zero to the extreme, after all, he was fighting for his own life.

But now the situation is different, it is not surprising to fight for the life of his son, and use some forbidden means to advance the bloodline to the extreme.

Bloodline!

A hundred years later, when all the traces of the man left in the world are blurred and dissipated, and books, photographs, and images cannot be found or traced.

Only the DNA that lives on in the bloodline can prove that he has been to this world.

The engine roared, Chu Zihang stepped on the accelerator with tears in his eyes, the Maybach split the rain curtain and rushed into the distance, and the red taillights dragged out the stardust trail in the rainy night.

Mechanically driving the Maybach on the viaduct, Chu Zihang's brain went blank, and he felt that the kite line between him and Chu Tianjiao had been broken.

Flying a kite is like playing with a yo-yo, you need to be able to retract and release it freely.

When the wind is strong enough and the kite is slowly rising, stop and release the string slowly. If the wind suddenly becomes stronger, when the kite sways or tilts excessively, quickly release the line or quickly run in the direction of the kite.

When the wind decreases and the kite falls downward, shake the kite a few times or run backwards quickly. If there is no way back, be sure to reel in quickly.

There has always been a line between Chu Zihang and Chu Tianjiao.

used to hate this spineless father, Chu Zihang has always had the advice to keep with his father, just like a person holding a kite string.

Although this father is very out of tune, but with the thread in his hand, Chu Zihang knows that he is no different from the other children in the square, he also has a father, and the silk thread is pulling his kite.

Now that the silk thread is broken, the kite is carried by the demon wind, blowing towards the boundless distance that Chu Zihang can't trace.

"Big nephew, open the window."

Ai Kun knocked on the car window, his voice a little weak.

Odin, who was assessed as having the combat strength of the captain level, played his due performance, but fortunately, because of Chu Tianjiao's containment, Ai Kun did not die on the battlefield.

But Ai Kun was also uncomfortable, and Odin's shot just now caused Ai Kun's body to suffer a heavy blow. The spirit of the Grim Reaper has fused with this body, and this injury will not heal for a week.

Chu Zihang opened the back door window.

Along with the wind and rain, Ai Kun got into the back window, the red golden pupils went out, the wooden knife fell under the car seat, and the whole person lay on his back in the back seat, panting heavily.

"Thank you."

Chu Zihang's voice was very low.

"Thank you, your father said I was his brother."

Ai Kun clutched the wound on his chest, "It's a pity that I didn't bring your father back, that Odin is a bit strong, I'm not his opponent." ”

"Thank you."

Chu Zihang continued.

Through the rearview mirror, he saw what Ai Kun had done for his father. His father is fierce, and Ai Kun is also fierce, and no one can blame Ai Kun.

Two macho men teamed up and didn't win against another macho from the sky, or a macho god, that's all.

And what was Ai Kun doing when he was fighting alongside his father?

Sitting in the Maybah could not help anything, but to observe the battlefield from the rearview mirror, praying in his heart that the two men would come back alive.

Maybach galloped forward.

The tail lights dragged out not only the trail in the rainy night, but also the irreparable eternal trick, as well as Chu Zihang's unspeakable powerlessness and remorse.

"Squeak!"

"Bang!"

After an unknown amount of time, the Maybach's already broken rear tires were finally overwhelmed and ended its glorious mission with a muffled sound.

The car had a flat tire.

Chu Zihang came back to his senses in shock, slammed the steering wheel, but it was still a step too late, the right front body hit the guardrail, slid forward against the guardrail for several hundred meters, and finally broke down on the stormy night.

Chu Zihang's head hit the B-pillar, and his head was groggy with blood.

Fortunately, he has always obeyed the instructions of the driving school instructor and his father, no matter how critical the situation is, he will wear a seat belt, otherwise the airbag that has been exploded once will not save his life again.

"Ah~"

Ai Kun picked up the wooden knife under the saddle again, sat up on the cushion, and watched the surroundings.

The roof leak happened to rain overnight, and I don't know if Maybach left that strange space, and if Deadpool and Odin would catch up.

Ten minutes later, Chu Zihang, who hit his head and broke the bleeding flow, woke up slowly, and the first thing he did after regaining his senses was to look back.

Ai Kun held the long knife and sat weakly in the back seat, his chest sunken for a few minutes, obviously battered.

Chu Zihang's eyes were gloomy, everything that happened just now was not a dream, and his father still couldn't get out of the spear of the Nordic Lord God after all.

"Good news, bad news, which do you want to hear?" Ai Kun asked.

"Good news."

"Those guys didn't catch up, and we've probably escaped from that weird space. Anyway, we're safe.

Your father's last wish is to let you live, although his wish will most likely be shattered in a few decades, but at least now you haven't disappointed your father.

Right. ”

"Where's the bad news?"

"The car has a flat tire, we have to find a way to replace the spare tire, otherwise we will have to spend the night in this broken car."

The Maybach has become an unmistakably broken car, with a bumpy wagon, a broken sunroof glass and door panels, and a face worn off even the primer.

The headlights shattered, the airbags in the car exploded, fortunately the air conditioning system and the audio-visual entertainment system were intact, and the rear TV could even receive the signal of Shanghai Local Station Five Star Sports to watch the F1 race.

Before Chu Zihang woke up, Ai Kun tried the TV in the back row.

The two staggered out of the car, and when they came to the butt of the car, the trunk lid, which had been completely dented, could not be opened normally.

Ai Kun clenched his fingers into claws and pierced through the iron sheet, silently ripped off the trunk lid, and threw it into the field below the guardrail.

Lifting the mat and lying there with the spare tire intact, the two worked together to move the spare tire out, only to find that the cast steel jack with the logo of Maybach's parent company, Daimler, had been twisted.

Thinking about it, it should have been the jack that Ai Kun had crushed when he fell from the sky just now.

Chu Zihang has another layer of understanding of the strength of Daddy, Ai Kun and Odin: Ai Kun has been holding his chest that has been bombarded by Gangenir, and he smashed the back of the cast steel jack as if he was fine.

After fiddling with it a few times and finding that he couldn't figure it out, Ai Kun angrily smashed the jack out, "The Germans just can't be trusted."

Don't let me meet the Germans in the future, they have good juice to eat. ”

The seriously injured Ai Kun and the exhausted Chu Zihang sat on the ground, leaning on the wheels of the Maybach, breathing heavily, looking up at the sky.