Dragon Raja: Starting with Deadpool, Evolving Through Devouring

The silence lasted for a long time, until two bright beams of light pierced through the rain, blinding everyone.

It was a pure black luxury sedan, and the unique emblem on the front indicated its prestigious status as a Maybach under the Mercedes-Benz brand.

"Hello comrade, what can I do for you?"

However, this prestigious status didn't work well with the security guards at Shilan Middle School, and he was directly stopped at the school gate.

Seeing this, the man opened the car door, unfurled a large black umbrella, bowed slightly, and approached the security guard. He then expertly pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Brother, don't be so polite. I'm just here to pick up my son from school. Look, that's the one under the eaves."

"Your son?" The security guard's tone was slightly incredulous.

"He is indeed my son; he looks like his mother." The man chuckled awkwardly in response, then continued:

"I won't make things difficult for you. I won't drive the car in; I'll go in, pick up the person, and leave right away."

"Row."

As the saying goes, "He who takes a man's money is bound to be grateful," and the security guard, who received a whole bag of cigarettes as a bribe, let the man in because he seemed honest and didn't appear to be a bad person.

The man, not particularly tall, burst into the rain and jogged to Chu Zihang's side under the eaves.

"Son, I'm not late, am I?"

As he looked at his son, Chu Zihang, he also noticed the child beside him who looked like a lost dog. The intense sorrow he felt from the child made the man's pupils shrink slightly.

"The Sorrow of Blood..."

Upon closer inspection, it seemed as if there was nothing there, leading the man to mistakenly believe that he was seeing things.

In addition, picking up his son from school is the most important thing in a man's heart, so he didn't have time to think about anything else and just wanted to take Chu Zihang back to the car with an umbrella.

They had barely taken two steps into the rain when Chu Zihang turned back as if possessed and invited, "It's raining so hard, do you want me to give you a ride home?"

The not-so-loud sound was not drowned out by the torrential rain.

As Lu Mingfei squatted on the ground, he looked up and saw the father and son standing in the rain, their faces filled with disbelief.

He naturally recognized Chu Zihang, a famous figure on campus, but he was a little skeptical that the other party would actually invite him.

If word got out, so many girls would be envious and jealous that he easily got the chance he had, even though they had to take the initiative.

Lu Mingfei, who habitually muttered nonsense to himself, was quite happy with Chu Zihang's request, since who would want to go home soaked to the bone?

"I……"

Just as Lu Mingfei was about to agree, the storm seemed to pause for a moment.

Ugh!

Then he seemed to hear a sigh filled with deep sorrow in his mind, and for some reason, the words he was about to say changed their meaning:

"Thank you for your kindness, senior brother, but I can go back by myself!"

After saying that, he raised his arms horizontally above his head and rushed into the rain without looking back, completely disregarding the fact that this behavior was more like a foolish act of burying one's head in the sand.

A flash of lightning ripped through the dark sky, illuminating the little boy sitting by the railing on the roof of the school building.

The little boy stared intently at the Maybach driving away into the distance, dangling his little feet and muttering softly:

"Brother~ You can't break the predetermined fate right now!"

Chapter 15 The Day of the Rainy Night and the Torrential Flow

"I wanna see you out that door

Baby, bye, bye, bye

(Bye, bye)

Don't want to be a fool for you.

Just another player in your game for two

You may hate me

But it ain't no lie

......"

The fierce wind and rain outside did nothing to affect the song "Bye Bye Bye" by NSBO, which was being played inside the Maybach.

With his superb driving skills, the man casually maneuvered the steering wheel with one hand while dancing and gesturing to the music.

His head kept turning to the right, I don't know if he was checking the rearview mirror when changing lanes or overtaking, or if he was looking at his son whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Before I met your mother, I was a wanderer who roamed the world. Back in the day, I even raced an F1 car against Schumacher. Son, guess who won in the end?"

"It doesn't matter." Chu Zihang said expressionlessly, showing no concern.

The man's eloquent speech did not elicit the expected response, but he was not discouraged. He quickly shifted gears and accelerated.

The 5.5-liter V12 turbocharged engine roared like a wild beast, and a tremendous sense of acceleration made the Maybach feel like a nimble fish overtaking one car after another on the road.

As if proving his superb driving skills with his actions, he also continued to talk glibly: "It was only because that Schumacher used tricks at the last minute that I was the one who won!"

The tricks he mentioned were actually words of magic, and the identity of racing legend Michael Schumacher was also that of a mixed-race person, but these things could not be said out loud.

Don't know why.

From the moment the sudden storm hit today, Chu Zihang felt a strange, inexplicable unease, and this feeling intensified after he got into the Maybach.

He subconsciously turned on the car radio, finding the announcer's voice more calming than the man's incessant chatter.

"Now broadcasting a typhoon emergency warning and road condition information: ...The highways passing through this city will be temporarily closed in two hours. The wind speed on the overpasses is high and the visibility is less than 30 meters. Drivers who are still on the road are advised to take detours."

Upon hearing the news on the radio, Chu Tianjiao almost laughed.

I thought to myself that if the announcer just came outside and took a look, he would realize how ridiculously wrong his message was.

In the current situation, let alone thirty meters, even about twenty meters is already a blur of white and cannot be seen clearly.

"Beep!" "Beep!" "Beep!"

The car gradually slowed down for some unknown reason, and the drivers behind, unaware of what was happening, could only keep honking their horns, as if only in this way could they vent their frustration in the midst of the typhoon.

"Let my V12 engine crawl like a snail?! It's time to show off some real skills!"

As soon as Chu Tianjiao finished muttering, his hands moved simultaneously, sharply turning the steering wheel to forcefully cut into the emergency lane. Each overtaking maneuver was a textbook operation with a speed of centimeters.

"So what if you drive a luxury car? Damn it!"

"You son of a bitch, are you driving so fast you're rushing to your next life?"

"..."

This dangerous behavior earned him a barrage of insults from other drivers along the way.

No matter how skilled you are at driving, if there's a traffic accident ahead that completely blocks the road, there's nothing you can do!

"Damn it, this is so congested!" Chu Tianjiao was just like any other person, cursing and swearing, "Idiots? What's the big deal about a few beat-up cars? The insurance company will pay for it anyway."

"I have things to do after dropping my son off..."

After exchanging his thoughts, Chu Tianjiao began peering ahead, trying to find a shortcut that would allow him to bypass the accident scene and get onto the elevated highway.

Everything was blurry in the white rain, as the windshield wipers once again cleared the rainwater from the windshield.

A fork in the road leading to the overpass appeared just a step away from them.

What made Chu Zihang a little suspicious was that, despite the clear existence of this open road, the blocked cars seemed to completely ignore it. Could it be that these experienced drivers all knew that this was a dead end?

"Judging from the direction of that road, it should be able to get onto the elevated highway."

As he spoke, Chu Tianjiao turned the steering wheel to the right, and the car headed towards the side road.

"Elevated road entrance..."

The Maybach roared past, and Chu Zihang could only vaguely make out the five characters written on the road sign before disappearing into the white rain.

……

How's your mom doing lately?

"I'll just stay the same as before and be content to be a rich housewife."

"Son, you're more promising than me. You'll definitely get into Tsinghua or Peking University!"

"I'm taking the TOEFL next month, and I'm preparing to study for my undergraduate degree abroad."

"..."

The two men inside the car were chatting about trivial matters.

From his tone of voice, one could tell that Chu Zihang was furious at his father's cowardly behavior and never gave him a kind look.

Just at this time.

A deep, solemn laugh rang out, as if echoing in an ancient bronze bell, breaking the awkward silence between father and son.

"What...what happened?"

Chu Zihang swore he had never seen such a complex expression on a man's face in his entire life.

A serious, almost overwhelming atmosphere?!

Or was it sudden, unexpected terror?!

There was a gentle knock on the car door.

someone! ?

Hearing the sound, Chu Zihang turned his head and could only see a blurry black figure leaning against the car window. He instinctively wanted to roll down the window to see what was going on.

"Sit still!" Chu Tianjiao promptly stopped Chu Zihang's behavior.

Overwhelming fear suddenly enveloped Chu Zihang. He glanced at the 120 km/h speedometer on the dashboard and realized with a start that someone who could chase this Maybach at breakneck speed on the elevated highway and even reach out to knock on the door could not possibly be human!

"Close your eyes and don't look, son!"

Chu Tianjiao turned to look at Chu Zihang, trying his best to suppress the trembling in his voice and appear more composed.

However, it was still too late!

Countless Dead Servants swarmed in from all directions, completely surrounding the Maybach.