The remaining power of the Fire Tornado was still there, and a large amount of blue smoke was scattered on the ground. The three of them rushed to the Porsche with the hood rolling.

"Senior Brother Yuan, come and drive, Senior Brother Chu is injured!"

Xia Mi supported Chu Zihang. Under the side effects of repeated bleeding, the man could not bear it anymore.

His blood fell to the ground, instantly vaporizing the water on the ground into white mist. The blood was like dark coke, corroding holes after holes on the ground of the viaduct.

"good!"

Yuan Zhinu took the car key from Chu Zihang's trembling hands and stepped into the driver's seat. Without having time to wear the safety belt, he directly activated the engine. Some blue smoke came out of the hood, like a wild beast at the end of the road, covered in scars, and then he roared a few times before resting.

Behind them, dense deadpools climbed up from under the bridge. They ran on the viaduct, like countless crabs crawling on stainless steel glass basins, and the sound of scratching the ground was very dense.

"Get up!"

Yuan Zhinu started the engine again and again, but the engine couldn't be driven.

"Damn it, hurry up!"

Yuan Chiu seemed to rotate the key, and the Deadpool beside him rushed to the car window and pounded the glass frantically. The glass was shattered. Deadpool got his head in, but was soon blown away by Yuan Chiu again.

"Come on, baby, a luxury car worth millions, don't tell me to look down on you!"

Yuan Zhinu started the engine repeatedly while muttering her mouth. After not knowing how many times it started, the engine finally lit it and saw a lot of black smoke coming out of the car.

But Yuan Zhinu doesn’t care whether the engine is broken or not, as long as it can be started and the car is moving, it will be easy to say.

After starting the engine, Yuan Zhinu stepped on the accelerator in the forward gear, and the car trembled violently, then it looked like a cheetah lurking in the dark. The four tires were its powerful calves, and the tires slipped on the water-stacked road, making a passionate sound.

Porsche finally burst out like a sharp sword in a rainy night. The oncoming wind and rain screamed Yuan Chinen’s cheers, and they could finally leave this nightmare place.

Chu Zihang lay in Xia Mi's arms, and his whole body was so hot that it seemed like he had a high fever. Blood continued to gush out of his injured body. The blood corroded away the expensive crocodile leather seats and emitted the smell of burnt protein.

The rain hit his face, his eyes closed, his mind was confused, and his whole body was in a semi-coma.

The blood flowed out of Chu Zihang corroded Xia Mi's favorite white skirt. The flawless short skirt seemed to be chewed by a dog. Xia Mi frowned her delicate eyebrows slightly.

Chu Zihang's current physical condition is not very optimistic.

Excessive blood storm caused his blood pupils to lose control, and the dangerous blood was approaching the purity of dragon blood.

"Senior brother, you must get through it!"

Xia Mi hugged Chu Zihang's neck and lay down in his ear and whispered. She held Chu Zihang's palm with a little hand, and she could feel the despair and sadness from the boy.

He turned all his emotions into rage, so he was bleeding, and he wanted to kill all the Deadpools here who stopped him.

He never considered the consequences of doing so, because all the consequences seemed so small and unimportant before despair and sadness, like grass mustard that could be abandoned at will.

"Dad... don't leave..."

Chu Zihang shivered slightly, and kept stammering when he was in a coma. Perhaps his mind was full of the figure of the man.

His father did not stay a step because of Chu Zihang's heart-wrenching cry. He walked away ruthlessly and left Chu Zihang on this cold and rainy night.

That back is much heavier than the "Father" written by Zhu Ziqing. They are all small characters in the eyes of outsiders, but Chu Tianjiao's back is so majestic that Chu Zihang cannot touch it, as if that distance is the distance between life and death.

Chu Zihang grabbed Xia Mi's hand tightly, Xia Mi stared at Chu Zihang's face warmly, and whispered: "Senior brother, Xia Mi is here, don't worry, I will protect my senior brother."

She brought her wet body to Chu Zihang. The warm and soft touch and the faint girlish fragrance seemed to be a sedative, allowing the frustrated and down-and-out big boy to get a gentle return.

Yuan Zhinu sat in front, he was only concerned about driving, and only occasionally turned around and smiled faintly when he saw the two people snuggling each other.

People are the most vulnerable when they lose. If Xia Mi can make Chu Zihang get something when they lose, it may really make up for Chu Zihang's inner pain.

Because people walk in this world, they always keep getting and losing. When they are about to leave this world, they are as alone as they come. They cannot take away honors or money. The only longing for relatives they take away will gradually dissipate in the wind as time flows.

Looking back at Chu Zihang who was unconscious, Yuan's young girl sighed slightly.

Losing is terrible, but getting is also very happy.

If you cannot cherish this happiness, then happiness will easily slip away from your fingers and you have to grasp it.

boom...

The body of the car trembled violently, and the underground engine clattered, as if it was about to fall apart. A burst of black smoke came out of the engine's engine. Yuan Chinnv was surprised and waved the smoke. The pointer on the speed dial between his fingers began to fall. No matter how Yuan Chinnv stepped on the accelerator, the pointer showed no sign of improvement.

"Oops!"

Yuan Zhinu held the steering wheel tightly, and the wind and rain hit her face a little cold. Porsche's speed gradually slowed down, but the Deadpool group behind her was still chasing her relentlessly.

There was a coma wounded man here, and I don’t know how long the road ahead is. If I can’t get out of Nibelon, the situation will worsen.

"Junior sister, you helped Chu Zihang get out of the car. The engine was broken. I'll stop the Deadpools!"

Yuan Zhinu stepped on the brakes and parked the car on the side of the road. The lights went out, and Porsche was so dark that nothing could be seen.

"Junior sister, are you okay?"

Yuan Chinnook did not get a response from Xia Mi, but the Deadpool behind her rushed over in a dark and rushing towards her.

He clenched his fists, but it was at this time!

It's really a disaster.

Yuan Zhinu got out of the car, took the village rain used by Chu Zihang, and stood next to the Porsche car. He was facing the Deadpool Army like a dark tide, and was endless pursuit. The dense sound of grabbing was getting louder and louder, which made people feel upset.

Although this is a mob for Yuan Zhinu, it cannot withstand many others.

A lion can easily slap a wolf and fear a wolf's death, but if you face endless wolves, the lion must first consider how to escape, rather than stumble into the wolf pack and fight desperately.

"bring it on."

Yuan Zhinu raised his head on a surging night with heavy rain. The water flowed down from the demon sword. He raised the demon sword, and the silver light blew and cold in the village rain. When he held the weapon, Yuan Zhinu was ready to face the tide. The hard and cold rain could not extinguish his fighting spirit.

At this moment, he had no distractions, as if the whole world was quiet, unable to feel the cold or the pain, and his eyes were as sharp as a sharp edge.

Even fate cannot defeat this man. If it weren't for the responsibility and worrying about the people behind him, what's the point of a group of deadpools?

He stared at the Deadpool running in the rain, but it was a group of ugly guys. They had no feelings or responsibilities, but just a group of puppets who could be driven by them. They didn't understand what fighting was.

The causal thread of fate pulls their bodies, driving them to act without any consciousness.

Ridiculous and sad.

"Look at the sword!"

The figure in the heavy rain splashed out the silver light like the clear breeze of the river moon, the morning breeze of the willow bank, the floating shadows of the sky and the earth, the full arc of the sharp edges, like a crevices painted on the earth, and the sword shadows lingered like the clear light and refreshing.

In the roaring wind, in the surging rain, the figure danced gracefully, and sprinkled the sword intent in his heart gracefully and calmly. He leaped forward, then moved his figure in small steps, turning into a kabuki and dancing in a gorgeous posture.

The sword in his hand seemed to have just become a prop for performances, and it also seemed to be a swaying flower fan. Its body was light and elegant, like the fallen leaves in the autumn wind, moving as bright as spring blossoms, and quiet as plump as autumn fruits.

The smell of blood gradually spread in the air, and the dancer waved his sword lightly, but a killing became art.

When his song and dance were completed, there was no audience or applause around him. There were only corpses everywhere, and the Deadpool in front of him arrived continuously.

"Hmph! I'll be more than just dancing this song."

Yuan Zhinu held the sword again. Just as he took a deep breath and was about to enter the state again, a strong light rippled in front of him, like the sun rising in the night, and the loud roaring sound trembled with the night sky.

The momentum of the world collapsed, the sky collapsed and the earth shook the sky and the earth was shocked, even Yuan Zhinu couldn't help but take a few steps back. The strong sand and dust blew in the mud and water, Yuan Zhinu instantly turned into a clay man.

Porsche and Yuan Chia were turbulent for hundreds of meters and almost fell under the viaduct.

Yuan Zhinu was covered in mud and water, and she climbed up from the ground with difficulty. He opened his eyes and Porsche hit the guardrail and turned into a pile of scrap iron. He looked forward and was surprised to find that the viaduct had collapsed...

They seemed to be standing above the clouds, and the Deadpool Legions were suppressed under the viaduct, with mist and no trace, as if they had never existed before, and the broken bridge in front of them fell into endless darkness and was empty.

"This is?"

Yuan Zhinu couldn't describe her feelings at this time. How could the Nibelon root suddenly collapse? This is too strange.

If you have to call this situation, it must be a miracle.

But Yuan's daughter didn't believe in God, and he didn't feel that she could touch the world. It was like the back garden was dirty. He should have cleaned it by himself, but now it was the god who helped him clean the garbage.

It's really strange.
Chapter completed!