Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's War Journey

Chapter 55 Deadpool

"Brother Lu—what was that just now?!" Ah Bin gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

Lu Mingfei did not answer. He was also staring intently out the rear window, wary of any possible pursuit, while his heart pounded violently.

Those eyes—they were so familiar; they belonged to another side of the world, the eyes of a mixed-race person.

But Lu Mingfei didn't know why the person outside the window had been staring at him. He hadn't offended anyone recently. Could it be that playboy named Pompeii from before?

"Is it...is it a hallucination? The rain is too heavy, are we seeing things?" Ah Bin continued, his voice trembling.

"It's not a hallucination. Keep driving. We need to shake that guy off," Lu Mingfei said with a serious expression.

"Got it————" Ah Bin gritted his teeth and pressed the accelerator hard. The twelve-cylinder engine of the Mercedes S600 roared and the speed increased rapidly. In just a few seconds, it went from 60 miles per hour to more than 100 miles per hour and was approaching 200 miles per hour.

The black Mercedes-Benz S600, like a black lightning bolt tearing through the rainy night, sped wildly across the empty, slippery road, the raindrops shattering as the car sped along, forming two white water spray trails.

This was the first time Ah Bin had driven the car this fast, and it was also the first time that the twelve-cylinder engine of this Mercedes-Benz S600 had been pushed to its limit.

After all, those big bosses ride in luxury cars not for speed, but simply to show off their status. The driver's primary task is simply to get the passengers to their destination as smoothly and safely as possible.

Even though the Mercedes S600 had reached its limit, the road still seemed endless.

"Brother Lu—no! This is the wrong road!" Ah Bin's voice was already trembling with sobs, fear almost overwhelming his reason.

"I could drive this road to your house with my eyes closed! It usually takes fifteen minutes at most, but it's taken us almost half an hour! Are we—are we seeing ghosts?!"

Lu Mingfei's heart sank. He had noticed the abnormality long ago. The scenery outside the window was blurred in the rain, but the spacing between the streetlights and the shop signs on the roadside had an eerie sense of repetition, as if they were trapped in an endless loop.

A dull thud suddenly came from the roof of the car, followed by a screeching metallic scraping sound, as if something had climbed up. Lu Mingfei turned his head and met those golden eyes again. That guy had actually caught up with them.

Lu Mingfei knew that this must be the work of the guy outside the window. He had to kill that guy outside. Without hesitation, he threw a punch.

Lu Mingfei's fist, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, forcefully shattered the sturdy car window. Shards of glass mixed with icy rainwater shot out of the car like an explosion.

The next moment, his fist slammed solidly into the face with golden eyes outside the window.

The dark figure clinging to the car clearly hadn't expected Lu Mingfei to dare to retaliate in such a brutal and direct way, and with such astonishing strength, in such a high-speed and bizarre environment.

He was thrown backward by the punch, his hand gripping the roof of the car loosened involuntarily, and his figure swayed in the violent airflow and rain, almost being thrown off.

"Brother Lu!!" Ah Bin caught a glimpse of this horrifying scene in the rearview mirror and was terrified.

Breaking windows with bare hands, fighting in the rain — this is something you only see in movies!

"Watch where you're going!" Lu Mingfei shouted sharply, half of his body already leaning out of the window. The icy downpour instantly soaked him, and the strong wind from the high-speed drive lashed his face like knives, almost blinding him.

But his pale golden pupils were fixed on the dark figure trying to regain its footing through the rain.

The shadowy figure possessed an extraordinary ability to withstand blows; despite taking a solid punch from Lu Mingfei, it did not lose consciousness.

He let out a low growl, the light in his golden eyes intensifying, filled with a ferocious rage. One hand reached for the edge of the car roof again, while the other twisted strangely, like the claws of some reptile, tearing through the air as it went straight for Lu Mingfei's heart.

If that claw lands firmly, it's enough to rip open someone's stomach.

Lu Mingfei's pupils contracted sharply, and a strong sense of crisis completely awakened a certain instinct within him.

He no longer suppressed the violence that originated from the depths of his bloodline; the pale gold in his eyes had completely turned into gold, and everything in his field of vision seemed to slow down at this moment.

He narrowly avoided the fatal claw by sidestepping, while his left hand reached out like an iron clamp and precisely grabbed the other person's wrist as it reached for the roof. The area he touched was icy cold, completely unlike a living person.

"Come in!"

Lu Mingfei roared and suddenly exerted force in his waist and abdomen, actually pulling the dark figure out of the car and into the car.

Bang!

The heavy body of the dark figure slammed onto the wide back seat of the Mercedes with a dull thud, instantly soiling the expensive leather seat with rainwater and the mud on the other person's body.

The dark figure reacted extremely quickly. As soon as it landed inside the car, it sprang up like a nimble cheetah and pounced on Lu Mingfei again, its sharp nails gleaming with a cold light.

But Lu Mingfei was faster.

The instant he pulled the other man into the car, his other free hand flashed to his lower back, pulled out the Smith & Wesson M10 revolver, and pressed it directly against the forehead of the lunging shadow!

Because he worked on gang territory, he always carried his small handgun with him for safety, and it was definitely better to be prepared.

"Don't move."

Lu Mingfei's voice was icy cold, devoid of any warmth, and his pupils, burning with golden flames, were more chilling than the muzzle of a gun.

The cold rain streamed down his soaked hair, running down his tense cheeks, making his expression look unusually ferocious.

But the dark figure with a gun pointed at him seemed not to understand Lu Mingfei's words and continued to lunge at him.

The next moment, gunshots rang out.

The bullet spewed from the muzzle, precisely piercing one of the shadowy figure's golden eyes, exiting through the back of his head, bringing with it a clump of viscous, dark-colored blood and some grayish-white brain tissue.

Black blood splattered like ink onto the luxurious leather seats, emitting a foul stench mixed with rust and decay.

The dark figure crashed to the floor of the back seat, twitched twice, and then remained motionless.

The sudden gunshot startled Ah Bin in the front seat, causing him to shudder and nearly lose control of the steering wheel. The Mercedes lurched violently on the slippery road before he managed to regain control.

"Lu—Brother Lu—you—you—him—" Ah Bin's voice trembled uncontrollably. Through the rearview mirror, he could see the motionless corpse on the floor of the back seat, as well as the black bloodstains sprayed on the seats.

Murder! Brother Lu actually shot and killed someone! And why did Brother Lu have a gun?!

"Shut up, this isn't human," Lu Mingfei hissed, then carefully examined the corpse in front of him.

The corpse was dressed in tattered black cloth, its skin was unusually pale, and fine scales, like snake scales, could be vaguely seen on its skin. The corpse's hands were also shaped like claws, which were not something a human should have.

"This is Deadpool—" Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, having found the name for this thing in Isaac's fragmented memories.

Ah Bin also noticed something unusual about the corpse through the rearview mirror; the corpse did indeed look quite unlike a human.

However, his emotions did not calm down; instead, he became even more terrified. Encountering a monster was more frightening than killing someone.