"Where is this?" Chu Zihang murmured.

At this moment, a violent white light was flashing in front of Chu Zihang's eyes. There was only a piece of white in his eyes, hazy and dreamy, which made his eyes hurt.

When the white light dissipated, Chu Zihang opened his eyes again. In the heavy shadow, the scene in front of him was stunned.

The familiar Maybach, the familiar voice, returned to the rainy night that he would never forget for life.

The radio was still the same, ringing intermittently, as if it was disturbed.

"The typhoon emergency alarm and road conditions are now broadcast. According to the news released by the Municipal Meteorological Observatory, Typhoon 0407, "Dandelion" this year landed in our city this afternoon. It is expected to bring heavy rainfall and strong winds of level 10. All units are asked to take precautions in a timely manner.

Due to high-intensity rainfall, provincial and national highways passing through the city will be closed in two hours. The wind speed on the elevated road is high and the visibility is less than 30 meters. Please take a detour to the driver who is still driving on the road."

The man was still driving his car on his own, and Maybach was galloping in a rainy night.

He knew that Chu Zihang didn't want to pay attention to him, and he didn't find a topic that was not embarrassing, so it was rare for men to be without long-winded.

Chu Zihang doesn't want to speak now, but he is still in an incredible shock.

Everything was obviously so dreamy, but everything around was so real - Chu Zihang could even clearly feel the cool touch on the leather seat in the Maybach rear seat.

Chu Zihang subconsciously looked out the window and saw that the visibility was still so bad. Fifty meters away, there was a vast white area. The raindrops were dense and seemed to be shattering each other in the air, falling down the rain foam, flowing on the glass window, like a turbulent waterfall, blurring the scenery outside the window.

The sky is so dark that it makes people feel panicked, like a dark abyss. Occasionally, lightning will pass through the sky and hit the ground in a daze.

There are not many driving on the road, and they all have their headlights on and crawl carefully. When they meet, these drivers will honk their horns desperately, just like wild beasts meeting in the forest, baring their teeth and growling alertly.

The speed of the car gradually slowed down, and the cars on the road slowly groped forward one by one. The sound of horns in front of the car sounded like a boiling kettle. The red lights of countless brake lights pierced the rain curtain, as if blocked.

"Let me crawl with the V12 engine turtle?" The man patted the steering wheel unhappily, and suddenly woke Chu Zihang up in a daze.

This is not a dream, but a reality more realistic than a pearl.

Then, Chu Zihang in the back seat of the car could clearly feel that Maybach, which had always been stable, shook slightly at this moment. The man suddenly turned the steering wheel and forced into the emergency lane, like a quick knife that cut off the traffic behind him.

The Audi owner behind the rear braked and the locked tire slipped on the ground. If the Audi didn't brake, it would have to hit Maybach's butt. If it rear-ends, the Audi owner would be responsible for it. Maybach's repair money is enough to pay an Audi.

Just like this, a gap appeared in the traffic for a second, and the man squeezed in.

"Can you drive the car? Are you going to the funeral?" The Audi owner behind him spoke an authentic northern accent and staged a "Chinese-style curse and rage."

The man squeezed his eyes at Chu Zihang proudly, not caring about the curse of the Audi owner behind him.

The super luxury car, which is more than six meters long, is like an iron catfish in his hand, swinging his tail just right, moving freely in the traffic flow. I don’t know how many cars were overwhelmed by him and then lowered the window to curse. Behind it was a sharp horn sound, and the smile of the man in the car became more and more proud.

The drivers outside had no temper. What surpassed them was a super good car with a performance comparable to a sports car. The driver was obviously a good driver.

The man finally grinned at Chu Zihang, like a clown who wanted to make a contribution.

If it were in the past, Chu Zihang would only think, what's so happy about this? Will you die if you walk slowly behind someone else's car? You have to show off your luxury car and driving skills like this? You are just a driver.

But at this moment, Chu Zihang smiled inexplicably. He was so happy that he finally saw this somewhat "slutty" man again.

On countless nights after the rainy night, Chu Zihang had fantasized about such scenes over and over again.

Seeing Chu Zihang responding to him, the smile on the man's face became more and more proud, like a child who was rewarded by the teacher with Little Red Flower.

"Haha, I will teach you what drift is when you have the chance another day." The man said with a smile, but the steering wheel in his hand was swaying left and right, and he forced a way out of the traffic.

"Okay... OK!" What unexpectedly happened to the man was that Chu Zihang actually... agreed.

But before the man could be happy, the traffic stopped completely, and there was no room for overtaking.

Two cars were scratched in front of them, and the driver was holding an umbrella and squirting saliva. In such a bad weather, the traffic police could not arrive for a while, and the entire lane was completely blocked.

"Damn it, it's really blocked this time." The man hit the steering wheel violently and said unhappy again: "A bunch of idiots! What's the point of making a noise about two small broken cars? Anyway, the insurance company will compensate you! It's delayed my picking up my son..."

It was not until this time that Chu Zihang realized that men had never lacked care for him, and they were not separated from "son" in three words and two sentences. Because his son is his inheritance in this world and a proof that he has been to the world.

Even if he leaves one day, his son will inherit his bloodline and continue with his memories. When his son has a son, his bloodline and memories can be passed down from generation to generation.

But before he blamed men for abandoning their mother and son, he blamed men for their incompetence, but never thought about whether men also had their own difficulties and reluctance.

When Chu Zihang was stunned, the man leaned his head and looked around, and finally set his eyes on the fork in the rain, and everything seemed to have returned to its original origin.

Chu Zihang's arrival did not change the original development trend of things, and he would come whatever he should come. Or perhaps, this is just a simple dream in itself. Even if he could change the dream, he was destined to be unable to change the reality that had already happened.

Who can know?

Anyway, when Chu Zihang reacted, the man had already started the road to the viaduct, leaving only the "No. 000" vaguely visible among the leaves appeared in Chu Zihang's vision.

Just like a express train to the end of fate, even if you know that the end is waiting for you, you still cannot stop the gear of fate from turning

Chu Zihang was anxious and hurriedly said to the man: "Come on your turn! Go back!"

"It's a violation of traffic rules now that you're going to turn around and you'll be deducted six points." The man said with a smile, but the steering wheel at hand did not stop.

"There is a storm here tonight! I can't get off the viaduct after I get on it!" Chu Zihang became even more anxious and spoke incoherently.

"Haha, don't be nervous. If you can get up, you won't be afraid of not being able to go down! If you are closure of the road, you will tell the police about Gang Huazi. I have been traveling around for so many years, but I have never seen any scenes."

The man still couldn't hear what Chu Zihang meant and continued to whisper: "As for storms, you don't have to worry about it. This is Maybacher, weighing 2.7 tons. Not to mention a level 10 typhoon, you won't be afraid of it even if it's big or two."

The man still had no intention of stopping, so Maybach continued to speed and rushed directly to the viaduct.

"But...but, you will die..." Chu Zihang muttered, watching Maybach sail towards the road of no return many years ago.

The man didn't hear Chu Zihang's last muttering. He looked at Chu Zihang with a sad face and was a little panicked, and hurriedly said, "Don't do this, can't I go back..."

"It's too late..." Chu Zihang's expression was still depressed.

From the time they boarded the viaduct, they had already entered Odin's Nibelungan. No matter which direction they walked, they would eventually come to the god.

The only possibility of escape is to walk in the opposite direction after the god appears. This is how Chu Zihang escaped last time.

Because in God's realm, only God's direction is the only direction, and the rest are just illusions.

Before that strange god appeared, they could only move forward aimlessly in the rainstorm. But when the gods appeared, how could they easily get out? The best result was just a re-enactment of history.

It's just a paradox!
Chapter completed!