Dragon 2: Pupil of the Mourner

"Do you know how to fucking drive? Where's the mourning?"

　　The man smugly squeezed his eyes at Chu Zhang, not caring that the Audi owner was cursing loudly behind him. The six-meter-long super luxury car in his hands is like a steel catfish, swinging its tail just right, swimming freely in the traffic. I don't know how many cars he overtook after lowering the window cursing, behind a sharp horn sound. But those drivers are not temperamental, overtaking them is a super luxury car performance comparable to a sports car, and the person driving is a good driver.

　　The man showed his teeth and grinned.

　　Chu Zhang does not know what he has to be happy, follow the other car slowly walking will die? The man is a full-time driver, driving a good car is supposed to be.

　　"Damn, the traffic is blocked!" The man cursed.

　　The front is two cars scraping, the driver holding an umbrella spraying spittle big noise. With such bad weather, the traffic police could not come, and everyone pointed to the other side's fault. So jammed dozens of cars, a few drivers get off to call the quarrelsome people to move the car, and what is the argument, pushing and shoving up. Others honked their horns anxiously.

　　Chu Zhang wanted to cover his ears, what a mess, the whole world is a mess.

　　"Stupid bastards, huh? What is there to argue about two small broken cars? It's the insurance company's money anyway." The man cursed, "I have something to do after I send my son ......"

　　He poked his head around and his eyes fell on the off-ramp in the rain. On the off-ramp to the elevated road, a step away, the road sign was obscured in the wildly dancing branches of a willow tree. A bit strange, an empty road, these blocked cars should have been a brain surge over, but there is no one there. Chu Zihang's heart, there is a very strange feeling, as if only they saw that road, or others are clear that the road can not go. The biology teacher said in class that animals have a kind of instinct to recognize the road, the wild camel in the desert can know what road is wrong, there is no water spring, people drive it to go it does not go.

　　"That road should be able to go on the elevated, but the elevated is probably closed now." The man said, but the head of the car pointed straight to the off-ramp and went.

　　Closer, the road sign said, "Elevated road entrance ......" followed by the entrance number, Chu Zhang looked at it, and just then a splash of rain exploded on the front windshield, but he didn't see it.

　　Maybach climbed along the turnoff, the elevated road extended out, like a gray rainbow, and did not enter the white rain.

　　"Closed the road, what if you can't get down later?" Chu Zhang asked.

　　"Can come up, not afraid to go down," the man is not worried, "at most to the exit of the police hand a cigarette thing."

　　"The radio said the elevated road on the wind speed high visibility, let detour driving." Chu Zhang is a little worried, is outside the wind speed, is not known how much, and sharp whistling sound like whistling.

　　"It's okay," the man patted the steering wheel, "the wind speed is high afraid of what? People are afraid of miniature cars, Maybach 62 do you know how much it weighs? It can't even be blown by a twelve-degree wind! Your father's driving skills and this car, it's stable! Don't worry!"