Chapter 309 Nibelungen Highway 0
Time passed in a flash, and when I came to my senses it was already evening.
The afterglow of the setting sun poured into the suite through the French windows. Lu Mingfei took Eri’s hand and stood up: “We’re leaving first.”
Old Tang leaned against the door frame, his eyebrows drooping, and his tone was slightly sad: "Be careful on the road, pay attention to safety."
There was a big move tonight, but it was a pity that he couldn't be a part of it.
"You too." Lu Mingfei looked meaningfully at Longma Xun who was standing behind Lao Tang, with a mischievous smile on his lips.
"Hmm?" Finkel suddenly poked his head out from the next room, the passive state of the Paparazzi King was triggered, and he sniffed the air with his nose raised:
"Do I smell gossip? Is there any explosive news I missed?"
"Nothing." Old Tang frowned and changed the subject abruptly: "Old Feng, you are old, so keep an eye on these three young people. If there is any danger, you must take the initiative to step forward."
"If you want me dead, just say it directly. Why beat around the bush?" Finkel raised his finger and pointed at him. It felt like the brotherhood that had been built up over a week had come to an end.
Lu Mingfei ignored their bickering and walked towards the elevator hand in hand with Eiry.
Chu Zihang had been waiting there for a long time, with a golf bag slung over his shoulder. He looked like a sword drawn from its sheath, with its edge fully exposed.
After sending Xia Mi back, Chu Zihang locked himself in the room, repeatedly looking through the photos and notes left by his father, and trying to recover more memory fragments from the backup files of Shilan Middle School.
Unfortunately, the erased past is like quicksand between fingers. The harder you hold it, the faster it slips away.
"How does it feel?" Lu Mingfei asked.
"Very good." Chu Zihang's answer was brief and powerful. The never-extinguished golden eyes beneath his beautiful contact lenses were burning with a raging fighting spirit, as if he had already seen the moment when his sword pierced through Odin's one eye.
"Where's Eri? Are you ready?" Lu Mingfei pinched the girl's soft palm.
"Start swiping, start swiping!" Eri, who was dressed as a shrine maiden, had an excited look on her pretty face and her eyes were sparkling.
After many days, Sakura is finally going to take her to do another dungeon run.
"bite--"
The elevator door opened, Finkel raised his middle finger at Old Tang and quickly caught up with him.
The pale lights of the underground parking lot poured down like moonlight. The six-meter-long Maybach lurked quietly in the shadows. Its streamlined body glowed with a cold metallic luster under the lights, like a sleeping black beast.
"boom--"
As Chu Zihang turned the key, the engine let out a low roar.
Under the watchful eyes of security guards, the steel behemoth rushed out of the parking lot and plunged into the darkening night.
The last rays of dusk were completely swallowed up, replaced by the bright lights of the city.
"Junior brother, where are our weapons?" Finkel searched around in the passenger seat, but there was no gun, not even a fruit knife. He couldn't help but get nervous.
You can't really let him fight Deadpool with just his iron fists, right?
"The weapons are in the trunk, you can choose them later." Lu Mingfei opened the golf bag, and three famous swords were shining coldly in the dim compartment. They were Chu Zihang's Murasame, his Ame Murasaki, and Eri's Mikazuki Munechika.
He inserted Murasame into the car door next to the driver's seat, and the scabbard made a crisp sound when it collided with the metal.
"Are there any hot weapons?" Finkel asked eagerly.
"Yes, brother, yes." Lu Mingfei gave a mysterious smile.
For some reason, when Finkel saw his smile, he suddenly felt uneasy.
Brother will be with you in the afternoon, so you can’t play tricks on him.
Dark clouds gradually gathered and raindrops began to hit the car window. At first there were only a few scattered drops, but soon they became a continuous raindrop.
Dense raindrops splashed tiny water droplets on the windshield. Chu Zihang turned on the wipers, and his expressionless, icy face was faintly reflected.
He had a feeling that the gates of the Nibelung would be open tonight.
“Buzz——”
The cell phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He took it out and saw that it was his mother calling. He was a little surprised why she contacted him at this time.
Driving the 2-ton black beast with one hand at high speed in the rainy night, he answered the phone: "Hello, Mom, what's wrong?"
The cold voice softened a little in an instant. No matter how sharp a sword is, it will be blunt in front of a mother.
"Hey, I don't know what's going on, but I just suddenly wanted to hear your voice, so I called you."
Su Xiaoyan's voice was a little bit naive, and there were a few sisters around her teasing her with "ouch" sounds, but this kind of teasing had no effect on her at all, and instead encouraged her arrogance.
After all, everyone knows that her son Zihang is the most outstanding one in the world.
"Is calling you so early enough to disturb your sleep?" It was a bit noisy on Su Xiaoyan's end. She didn't know whether she was in a hotel or a bar, so she couldn't hear the faint roar of the engine over the phone.
"No." Chu Zihang's eyes softened a little. Although his mother's reason was a bit nonsensical, it was precisely the most original and was completely out of a mother's instinctive concern.
Even though she was such a confused person, she could feel that her child was going to do something big tonight, and she even called to ask about it.
"Do you still have classes today?" Normally, the routine conversation between mother and son would end here, but today Su Xiaoyan couldn't help but ask a few more questions.
"Yes." Chu Zihang lied without changing his expression.
"Remember to eat breakfast and don't exercise on an empty stomach."
"Um."
"How's your review going? Are you confident about the final exam?"
"Well enough."
"Do you want mom to help you book a flight back home?"
“The school will make arrangements.”
"Oh, that's good." Su Xiaoyan felt relieved when she heard her baby son's voice which was as calm as ever.
After giving a few simple instructions, she hung up the phone contentedly. Chu Zihang's murderous intent, which had been boiling because of their proximity to the elevated road, gradually subsided into the depths of his heart.
"Junior brother, it's really enviable that your mother cares about you so much." Finkel sighed beside him. Although Chu Zihang didn't turn on the speakerphone, the mixed-bloods had good hearing and could understand everything. It was impossible to hide it at such a close distance.
"Unlike my mom, every time I go back home, her love for me only lasts for a day, and from the next morning she starts asking me when I'm going back to school.
I really want to know how to prolong the shelf life of motherly love so that I can always be my mother’s most beloved baby.”
Chu Zihang didn't know how to comment and could only say "hmm" softly.
Lu Mingfei and Eri in the back row were real left-behind children, and they didn't have as much experience of being loved as they did. But in Lu Mingfei's heart, Su Xiaoyan had long been a mother-like figure, so he didn't feel touched at this moment:
"If you want to extend the shelf life of motherly love, you can be the main C later. Qianqian breaks two arms, three legs, or a few ribs. I guarantee that your mother will stay with you all the time."
"Forget it then." Finkel decisively chose to abandon maternal love.
The rain was getting heavier, and the big raindrops hit the roof of the car, making a dense drumbeat sound.
The rain flowed on the glass in winding patterns, like countless tiny snakes swimming.
The street lights in the distance became blurred in the rain, and the halos spread out to form hazy circles of light.
Chu Zihang increased the frequency of the wipers. The visibility ahead was getting lower and lower, but the outline of the elevated road was already clearly visible.
The ramp leading to the elevated road was filled with mist, and the road sign next to the ramp was blocked by tree branches.
Lu Mingfei sat up straight, his eyes playful.
Originally, he wanted to try the method of breaking into the Nibelungen that he learned from Aze, but he didn't expect that Odin was so sensible.
Eri grabbed her precious sword, Mikazuki Munechika, and pressed her little face against the car window, staring outside without blinking.
Following her line of sight, I saw a blurry figure emerging from the mist under the rain, standing motionless on the side of the road.
"Is it a human or a ghost?" Finkel also noticed the shadow, but could not see the legs standing on the ground.
Chu Zihang sped up slightly, and as the distance got closer, the outline of the figure became clearer.
It was a man wearing an old cloak, with his head lowered and rain dripping down the brim of his hat.
When the car lights shone on him, the cloaked man slowly raised his head.
At that moment, everyone saw its face clearly.
In other words, it was clear that it had no face at all.
Where the facial features should be, there is only a smooth blank space.
Chu Zihang stepped on the accelerator hard, and the Maybach rushed out like an arrow.
But just when it was about to hit the figure, the other party collapsed like a reflection in the water. It was obvious that this was just a mirage.
Finkel was highly focused, using his paparazzi instincts. The moment he crashed into the fog, he clearly saw the words "Highway 0" written on the road sign next to him that was blocked by tree branches.
He had done some research before coming here and found out that there was no such highway in the city.
In the rearview mirror, the fog that had been dispersed by the collision gathered again, and the figure of the faceless man was also reorganized. He turned around and stared quietly at the roaring Maybach with his mirror-like face, and bowed deeply.
The road we came from has disappeared, the lights of the city have been replaced by eternal darkness, and only torrential rain is left covering the sky and the earth.
"What is this, a show of force?" Finkel muttered.
"No, this is an invitation." Lu Mingfei fumbled with the white jade sword, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Invitation, is this a Hongmen Banquet?!" Finkel's voice changed.
They hadn't eaten yet tonight and were just waiting to have a good meal after finishing this job, but they didn't expect that Odin had thoughtfully prepared a big meal.
I just don’t know if the main course is for him or the four of them.
Chu Zihang's eyes were fixed on the road ahead. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, almost forming a curtain of water.
“Click—”
With a soft sound, a melody engraved into the soul came from the car speakers.
"Daily Growing" by the Irish band Altan, the man's last vision before leaving.
“The trees they grow high, the leaves they do grow green,
Many is the time my true love I've seen,
Many an hour I have watched him all alone…”
Chu Zihang held his breath and concentrated on the melodious music.
He was waiting, waiting for the frequent knocks on the door.
The group of deadpools wandering on the Nibelung Viaduct will rush over like wild dogs, bite the prey that their master has set his eyes on, and drive the prey to the master's hunting ground with their fangs and claws.
But tonight, the roles of hunter and prey are destined to be reversed!
Calculating the distance bit by bit, Chu Zihang could hear the endless nagging of his unreliable and useless old father, arguing with him about topics that would only worsen the relationship between father and son whenever they were brought up.
He still remembered that he yelled at the man at the end: "You only know how to give birth, but you don't know how to raise it! The children raised by others will become less and less like you!"
The man just said in a stammering voice: "I...I thought so too..."
At that moment, Deadpool surrounded him, and for the first time, Chu Zihang saw a murderous look on his father's face that he had never seen before.
But soon, the reminiscence in his eyes disappeared.
It was not because the Deadpool who always appeared in the midnight dreams finally revealed his figure, but because there were several corpses covered with cloaks lying on the road ahead, and the dried black blood was vaguely visible on the rain-soaked road surface under the light of the car lights.
"Click!"
The wheels of the Maybach rolled over the dead bones on the ground, making a teeth-grinding sound, and the vibration of the car body was extremely clear.
"What is this? Is Deadpool also trying to scam people?" Finkel widened his eyes as he looked at the scattered corpses, tire tracks and traces of objects being dragged along the way ahead.
“If they knew how to commit fraud, they would have jumped up and burst the tires with their claws when the car ran over them.” Lu Mingfei’s eyes fell on the wreckage on the ground and realized that this should be the Deadpool that Chu Zihang and Chu Tianjiao had encountered.
Chu Zihang nodded, confirming his judgment.
"Where did you encounter Odin?" Lu Mingfei asked.
"Toll booth." Chu Zihang said.
There was no light in the pitch-black Nibelungen. The street lamps were dark, the moon was obscured by dark clouds, and the only light was the headlights of the Maybach.
The four of them were like riding a lone boat, moving forward in the surging sea, with only front and back, no distinction between east and west.
However, the hound-like Deadpool did not appear along the way. Just when Chu Zihang was confused and Lu Mingfei was wondering why Odin's fixed appearance style had changed, there was finally a sound from the sky other than the sound of rain.
"quack--"
"quack--"
The clear crow's cry circled over the top of the Maybach, alternating left and right, and could be heard clearly.
The first thing Chu Zihang thought of was the two crows perched on Odin's shoulders.
"It's him!"
The moment he realized who was waiting ahead, golden light flashed in Chu Zihang's eyes, and the speed of the car increased suddenly. The strong push on his back pressed Finkel tightly against the back of the chair.
Lu Mingfei and Eiry were not affected. They were both looking at the two ravens circling outside the window. They almost blended into the night, with only their red-gold pupils shining like stars.
A speed reduction sign flashed by on the side of the road, indicating that there was a toll booth one kilometer ahead, and then a bright white light emerged from the darkness.
Click, click, click, the street lights lit up one after another, lighting up the dark road like dominoes.
The pale light pierced through the rain, illuminating the outline of a lonely toll booth.
In the light of the open gate of the kingdom of God, the silhouette of the eight-legged Pegasus is looming, and the roaring horse neighs loudly and loudly, as if it is holding thunder in its mouth.
"Hold on tight!"
Chu Zihang's roar was drowned out by the roar of the engine.
“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!”
The Maybach's engine roared deafeningly and the tachometer needle approached the red line.
The twelve-cylinder engine unleashed its full potential, and this specially modified steel beast rushed towards the toll station at a speed of nearly 300 kilometers per hour.
On the windshield, raindrops were hit into fine water mist, which then instantly vaporized in the oncoming strong wind.
Finkel grabbed the handle on the roof reflexively, his knuckles turned white from excessive force. Lu Mingfei pulled Eri into his arms and held her firmly in place.
A golden light suddenly appeared in Chu Zihang's eyes, and he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom!
At this moment, his figure perfectly overlapped with the man who crashed into the throne of God five years ago!
(End of this chapter)
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