"Hey, hey, taxi!"

A man in the most common suit of New York office workers waved to stop a yellow taxi oncoming. After the taxi stopped, he quickly opened the door and sat in the back seat, "Go to Stark Company, send me in twenty minutes, and give you a hundred dollars!"

"It will take half an hour to get from here to there at the fastest time," the driver wearing a baseball cap shook his head helplessly. "Speeding will require a fine. I have to risk being revoked. Sir, it is difficult for me to do this for you."

"Five hundred dollars! This is the highest fine for speeding. I'll add another hundred dollars to you as fare!"

The man took out six big bills and handed them to the driver. He naturally knew the time and cost of going from here to Stark, but it was too late. He had to catch up with the meeting that was about to start!

You can get the editor-in-chief to reimburse the travel expenses later, but if you can't keep up with this important news, your job will be gone!

"Wow, how should I say it, money is God, are you right, sir?"

The driver took the six big bills, glanced and put them in his pocket, then took off the cap, revealing the face with a good appearance that was completely enough to make a name for herself in Hollywood. His tone and attitude changed instantly, and he smiled and gently reminded, "Happy cooperation, please wear your seat belt, sir, welcome to take the Hades taxi. This trip costs $600, I wish you a happy journey~"

"Hurry, hurry up, don't be too lazy, otherwise you won't get a penny!" The man urged Hades impatiently. Although he was also a little surprised why a person with such a high appearance was actually a taxi driver, what he was most concerned about now was his work issues.

"Okay," Hades smiled kindly, and then reminded again, "Please fasten your seat belt."

"Fake!" The man angrily pulled the seat belt beside him and fucked, "Are you satisfied now? Let's go out quickly!"

"Okay, please sit firmly..." Hades still smiled kindly, and then his next sentence was drowned in the sound of the harsh tires rubbing against the ground quickly.

“Welcome to take the God of Death for rent.”

...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Inside the car, the man in the suit screamed in panic.

Everything was normal, the taxi was driving on the road normally, and was delivering him smoothly to his destination - Stark Company.

Well... well, maybe there is a little abnormality, and... the word "stable" may need to be discussed carefully.

At least, in the eyes of the man in the suit, the scenery that was quickly swept backwards outside the window, as well as the other cars that were about to hit the road that were avoided in the next second, and even his body that almost tilted around and even flew up even after wearing a seat belt. All this he experienced was not so normal.

"Sir, sir, we don't have to be so anxious. The speed can be a little slower." The man in the suit took out his big heart as a reporter and forced himself to calm down a little. His scalp was trembling with a numb voice and tried to persuade Hades to slow down.

The man in the suit just glanced at the speedometer. The speed of the car was at least 120 yards. It would be fine if it was placed on the highway. The problem is that this is the city!

It's still downtown New York City at noon!

Those who dare to reach this speed here are either crazy or crazy!

This is no longer a question of whether to fine or not revoke the driver's license, it is a question of whether to survive or not!

The man in the suit shivered, trying to make his tone gentle, and persuaded Hades, who seemed to be trying to pull him to take him with him to change his mind.

Although this job is of great significance to him, he can look for it again if he loses his job, and if he loses his life, he will really lose it.

"Don't worry, sir, I have collected so much money from you, so I should naturally give you a matching service!" Hades smiled kindly and turned his head, his tone was still very gentle, but in the ears of the man in the suit, it sounded like the call of the god of death with the same name as him, "Don't worry, I will send you on time!"

You will send my body to you??!

The man in the suit roared in his heart, intending to continue to persuade Hades gently, but he realized several things.

First, Hades turned his head and talked to him.

Second, Hades is the driver of the taxi he is riding.

Third, normal people cannot see the road ahead like this.

Fourth, the taxi is driving at a speed of more than one hundred and twenty yards in the midday New York.

A wave of rational analysis...

"Look at the road, look at the road!" The man in the suit widened his eyes and screamed at the top of his lungs. He could not talk about any "gentle tone" or "patient persuasion", because he saw the car ahead that he was about to hit.

"Safe, rest assured, generous sir," Hades calmly turned the steering wheel to the right, successfully avoiding the Bund that immediately hit the front, and his tone was still very gentle. "I can assure you that there will be no safety issues. Even if we collided with the president's car, we will be safe and sound."

"Well..." The man in the suit was a little dazed. After hearing Hades' words, he affirmed his inner guess and began to miss the beautiful past of his life. "Mom... I miss you so much..."

...

A harsh sound of tires rubbing against the ground sounded, and the Hades taxi successfully parked in the Stark Company's door square with a beautiful tail-swinging parking.

"Generous sir, it took fourteen minutes in total. You even have some time to sort out your appearance and solve your physiological problems by the way." Hades seemed to solidify his kind smile on his face, his tone as gentle as if he was expressing his inner love to his beloved girl. "I thank you for your six hundred dollars, and I look forward to you next time."

"...Huh?" The man in the suit smiled foolishly, and it took him a long time to wake up from his memories. After looking around, he realized that he saw Hades' kind smile and suddenly shrank back, "I'm not dead?"

"What are you saying? How could I let my generous guest die?" Hades smiled, took out a pill and a card from the side and handed it to the man in the suit. "For your generousness, this is motion sickness medicine and my business card. Welcome to take my taxi next time~"

The man in the suit trembled and took the medicine and card handed over by Hades, then tried several times before pushing the car door open, and walked unsteadily towards the trash can. After a while, a sound of vomiting sounded there.

In fact, it is not very fast based on speed alone, but this is in the city, with many vehicles. In order not to cause safety accidents, of course, you have to frequently change lanes and avoid them. The man in the suit is sitting in the back seat, which makes it easier to get dizzy.
Chapter completed!