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Chapter 163 Father and Son



Chu Zihang couldn't contain his emotions. His mind went blank. He seemed to be petrified. He stared blankly at the person in front of him, as if playing an old movie in his head.

On that rainy night.

He recalled that highway in the storm countless times, and recalled the moment when the man rushed towards "Odin" with his sword. The man's back was so reliable.

At that time, he could only watch his father pounce on "Odin".

Seeing that the originally cowardly man suddenly shed his disguise and turned into an indomitable hero, there was nothing he could do.

He drove away in the Maybach and was so scared that he almost cried. He hated his cowardly face at that moment. If he was given another chance to choose, he would pull out the long knife on the other side of the car door and rush back, together with that man.

Even if you die in battle.

But it was too late.

He could never go back, never see that man again.

He knew that man had left him forever and would never come back.

Every night after that, the viaduct was his nightmare. The boy often cried silently in an inaccessible corner, but no matter what, the man would never come back.

That man left an indelible impression on his life.

The song played on the Maybach on the viaduct still kept lingering in his ears. It can be imagined that the man just wanted to get closer to his son whom he had not seen for a long time. It was so humble.

The boy didn't feel the cautious emotion at that time.

But as time slowly passed, that song eventually became an indelible part of his memory.

He always felt that the man's life was nonsense. He looked like a wretched man, bragging about irrelevant things, driving for others with a smile on his face, watching his wife run away with their son, and even being cautious in front of his own son.

He was like a servant. Only in the end was his terrifying bloodline revealed. In fact, with that man’s bloodline, many things would be at his fingertips.

A person of dragon bloodline who is above the rest of the world and kills people like a dog.

He actually didn't understand why that man wanted to hide his bloodline, serve his wife and make her happy, and live a "normal" life?

If that hadn't been the case, his mother probably wouldn't have left him.

The man was very talkative, always thinking about the small matter of drinking milk, and always loved the woman as if she were on the palm of his hand, fearing that she would be touched even in the slightest.

Men, women and children form a happy family.

Layers of hallucinations appeared in front of Chu Zihang's eyes. Most of them were scenes from his childhood. The man took pictures of their mother and son by the river in the suburbs. The woman held him who was still lively and active at the time. The man repeatedly adjusted the radio.

A borrowed high-end camera, on the river behind, the wind blows the reeds...

But in the end the family broke up and the man died.

That family is made up of three things, father, mother and son. When one of the elements disappears, it can no longer be brought together...

No matter how hard he worked to take care of his mother from then on, remembering that her mother had to drink warm milk before going to bed every day, she would never be the same as she was at the beginning.

My mother has remarried to a rich man.

But the only father he recognized was that person.

He would never forget the last appearance of this man.

The thing he regretted most was not dying with that man on that rainy night.

At that time, he had the opportunity to die in battle with his father, which should be an honor.

But no one can change the past. From then on, Chu Zihang never chose to escape again. The tougher the enemy, the stronger his fighting spirit. He always felt that there was a cliff behind him and there was no way out.

But if he could turn back time and let him return to the rainy night that month when he was fifteen years old, he would drive his Maybach towards God instead of escaping... Deep in his heart, he had always

I hate that I didn't have the guts to die with my father on that rainy night.

That kind of death is nice, not lonely at all.

It's not like he went crazy after that, searching for traces of that man all over the world.

Unfortunately, that man seemed to have evaporated and completely disappeared.

On July 4, 2004, Typhoon Dandelion, an unknown accident, was accompanied by a scarred Maybach car in the mud. The front windshield was shattered, and the car body seemed to be burned by sulfuric acid.

This was the news of that day, and he could memorize every word.

He still kept the newspaper clippings from July 4, 2004, and even recorded the news clips. He collected all the information about the accident, but could not find a reasonable explanation, not even taking dragons into account.

That incident transcended all rules. To explain it, one must admit that there are such things as gods and evil spirits in the world. All the details of that incident were too unreal. The only thing that was real was... he lost that man.

What happened next was strange. It was as if the man had been completely wiped out from this world. No one cared about his disappearance, no one was sad, and no one was curious. The boss of the Black Prince Group did not express any support for his family members or anything.

, soon got a new car and a new driver. Only the last thing he left in this world still remembers him.

That thing is Chu Zihang.

Originally, he thought it would be almost impossible for him to find that man, but the reality was indeed so magical.

He actually met the man on a mysterious yacht.

Although he had grown up by this time and the boy had become an adult, the man seemed to look exactly the same as before.

This scene shocked him so much that he almost forgot to breathe at that moment. He didn't wake up until he was stopped by the man.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Huh? What happened?" Jason, no, Chu Tianjiao pointed to his face in confusion, "You seem to be very surprised? Apart from this mask

Besides, do you still know the old me?"

His voice was deep and rich, with magnetism. It was not like the submissive and groveling driver in Chu Zihang's impression, nor was it the figure who rushed towards Odin on a rainy night. It seemed to have an air of perseverance and pride...

.

He is more like an energetic young man, very similar to Chu Zihang in this aspect.

As expected of a father and son.

Even Lu Mingfei and the others who were eating melon could clearly see the portraits of these two people.

Lu Mingfei looked at his face, and then at Chu Tianjiao's face. He couldn't help but pull Old Tang and sighed in a low voice: "These two look so much alike, like father and son... You

Look at these facial features, they are all carved from the same mold!"

Old Tang nodded desperately, "Yes, yes, I think so too."

The two of them were whispering almost openly.

Even Collet, who was standing aside and still confused about the situation, was stunned. His eyes kept wandering between the two people.

It seems that he wants to see something from the two people. Even though he is weird, he can't figure out the current situation.

Although the whispers of others were very quiet, there were almost no normal humans present, and everyone's hearing was very good.

Both Chu Zihang and Chu Tianjiao heard the conversation between Lu Mingfei and the others. Chu Zihang's eyes flickered slightly, and the turmoil in his heart could not be calmed for a moment. He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Although he now has a strong desire, wants to vent, wants to talk, but at this time, it is like there is an inexplicable force holding his throat, and it is difficult and obscure to make any sound at all.

Chu Tianjiao, on the other hand, stared blankly at Chu Zihang's face.

It seems to be vaguely overlapping with a certain fragment in the memory.

But there was no complete picture in his mind, only blank chaos.

He tried hard to remember, but he couldn't do it no matter what.

I couldn't capture that scene.

He tried hard to remember, but his head suddenly felt severe pain. He covered his forehead with his hands and frowned. Even the hands holding the golden mask were wrinkled, and there were blue veins one by one.

At this time, Chu Zihang saw beads of sweat oozing out from Chu Tianjiao's forehead.

How is this going?

Chu Zihang panicked for a moment, even if the father and son hadn't seen each other for a long time, even if the last time they encountered something unimaginable, even if they went through all kinds of hardships during the period.

But after encountering this kind of thing, he still couldn't suppress his worry and panic at all. He was even more afraid of losing and panicked than anyone else.

Because he could no longer bear the thought of his father disappearing in front of his eyes.

Chu Zihang suddenly threw away the dangerous items in his hands, took a big step forward, and ran towards Chu Tianjiao eagerly.

"What's wrong with you?" Chu Zihang's fingers were trembling, his voice was hoarse, his eyes were red, and he could hardly control himself in such a hurry.

His eyes were full of anxiety and fear, even mixed with deep sadness, anger and unwillingness.

Chu Tianjiao shook his head and wanted to say something, but there was a sharp and piercing pain in his mind. He held his head in pain, and countless memory fragments were twisted in his mind. He seemed to be watching

I saw a cute and beautiful woman, a child with a cool face, a viaduct on a rainy night, monsters rushing towards me all around, and a tall man who picked up this 8-legged horse.

….

This was an unprecedented severe pain, so painful that he couldn't bear it, so painful that he wanted to faint.

When Chu Zihang saw that his face was pale and he looked like he might faint at any time, he felt even more panicked in his heart. He was at a loss and didn't even know what to do.

Chu Tianjiao was so painful that he almost lost consciousness. At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in his mind.

"Relax, relax, don't force yourself too much." That gentle and familiar voice was their boss, Dwayne Dantès.

"Don't be too impatient, you'll remember everything eventually."

Chu Tianjiao gasped for breath, and he slowly calmed down his mood. The pain in his mind gradually receded, but the images were still surging like a tide, rolling constantly, almost drowning him.

But after the tide, all that is left are some wet water traces.

But even so, he was satisfied enough.

At the same time, he was also very grateful to his boss. Mr. Dantès seemed to have helped him again.

Chu Tianjiao knew very well that his boss had great supernatural powers, possessed many unimaginable powers, and also knew many secrets that he could not know.

Even when it rained heavily and was dangerous, he was able to help him from afar.

Chu Tianjiao was already very grateful.

It took him a long time to recover, and he was a little dazed. He looked at the golden mask in his hand.

I seem to have remembered something, but I don't seem to have it.

He vaguely realized that his amnesia was probably related to the golden mask in his hand, and to the mysterious man whom the young man called Odin.

He seems to have been a very powerful person.

Chu Tianjiao silently pondered the scene in his memory.

There are scenes of him fighting hard against those ferocious-looking monsters.

"Are you feeling better?" At this moment, Chu Zihang's worried voice reached his ears.

Chu Tianjiao regained his composure and slowly focused his gaze on the young man's face.

He tried hard to put on a kind smile, imagining the smile he had when he was playing with that naughty kid.

"I remember... I seem to have a son."

Chu Tianjiao tried to describe it, but he was usually very good at talking, but at this moment he was a little stuck. He was gesticulating in front of Chu Tianjiao at a loss.

"He seems a little older... seems to be only this tall...

He always puts on a cool face, as if he owes 8 million..."

The man tried to describe it using clumsy body language.

He didn't look like a hero who could face God at all. At this moment, he seemed to have turned back into the humble driver he was before.

He wanted to grasp something, grasp the past that seemed to pass by in a flash, grasp that thing like a phantom.

But he wasn't sure.

Having lost all his memory, he was now like a timid child, even when facing this young man who looked like he was about to cry.

Because he is also afraid of losing.

Chu Zihang's eyes were red. The murderer who blocked the gods from killing gods and Buddhas cried in front of this helpless man.

"dad……"

He murmured in a low voice, and finally his emotions were like a dam bursting, washing away his reason wantonly.

Chu Zihang no longer cared about his rationality. He hugged the man in front of him very hard, as if to confirm whether it was an illusion or not.

The boy who could only run away in the rainy night has now grown into an upright man.

"You've grown up……"

Ebony Thuja


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