The raindrops fell heavily like dense jade beads, and layers of rain curtains washed over the portholes, as if strung together into transparent curtains.
The world seemed as dim as if the lights were turned off. In the sky, lead-colored clouds hung low. The CC1000 express train was speeding through the hazy curtain of rain. The white light of the xenon lamp on the front of the car seemed to be shattered by the wind and rain, and it could not illuminate the darkness hidden in the sky.
The way forward.
There is a lot of rain in Chicago in the spring, especially in this area of Illinois. Lakes and forests need natural water for irrigation, but what happens here is the gentle and silent slanting wind and drizzle, rather than the violent winds and drizzles like today.
The rain was so violent that it seemed as if a gate had opened in the sky, and the water poured violently down to the earth, as if it was about to drown the world.
Lu Mingfei leaned against the porthole, looking at the red maple leaves outside the window that were weighed down by the rain. The rain dripped down the veins of the leaves, causing widening ripples in his memory.
In Lu Mingfei's memory, he had encountered such violent weather several times, and every time something unfortunate happened, as if it was an early warning to people that God was about to pronounce sin and punishment.
In the first heavy rain, the senior brother's father disappeared; in the second heavy rain, his precognitive dream ended; in the third heavy rain, he and Chu Zihang carried out the "Kuimen Project" mission under the Yangtze River, wandering between life and death several times
between.
The raindrops smashed on the car window. Lu Mingfei shook his head to drive this unlucky thought out of his mind. He began to miss the happy guy in New York.
About half a year has passed since the sensational "Skinner" incident in New York. Although this horrific incident of serial killings was suppressed by the Department of Enforcement and the New York City Police Department, it was rumored in Cassel College.
crazy.
If the "Kuimen Project" was led by Lu Mingfei, who combined with Chu Zihang and the "Moniyah" to kill a dragon attendant, then the "Skinned Man" incident was caused by Lu Mingfei single-handedly killing a dragon.
Deadpool... at least that's how it was described in the mission report to the Executive Department.
[... He has a keener sense of smell than the commissioner of the execution department. When the senior commissioner only noticed the clues, he went deep into the enemy camp alone, and relied on his super judgment and strength to solve a problem with a bloodline exceeding "A" level.
A dangerous hybrid!]
For a whole month after that, the Night Watch Forum and the campus newspaper of Cassel College were almost full of topics such as praising Lu Mingfei for how brave he was, and how the "S" rating was correct... It's worth mentioning.
The authors mentioned are Professor Guderian, Minister of Information Fingel, and President of the Freshmen Association Chilan.
In short, Lu Mingfei became the most popular figure in Kassel College and the most popular person in the Executive Department. Together with Chu Zihang, he was called the Ace Commissioner of the Executive Department and the future successor.
Even Professor Schneider, who has always been known for his strictness, said clearly: "The two of them do not need any partners to perform their tasks. They are the most ferocious lone wolves. Just one person can equal the strength of a reinforced company."
Commissioners below A' level mixed with them on the same battlefield will only hinder them!"
In the past six months, Lu Mingfei has helped the college complete no less than two tasks, including many high-risk tasks.
He has been to Nicaragua, Mauritania and other corners of the world, and has met all kinds of people like drug lords and arms dealers, but every time he completes a mission, the shadow of that mission in New York still appears in his mind, lingering in his mind.
Not going.
Of course, Lu Mingfei kept the matter of Old Tang's awakening of his spiritual spirit hidden, but not mentioning it at all would arouse the academy's suspicion, so in the mission report, Old Tang was mentioned by Lu Mingfei as "a hunter friend of mine".
Pass.
Fortunately, no one paid attention to his hunter friend who lived on instant noodles three times a day. People only cared that justice had reached him and the sinner had been punished. It was enough that the ending looked perfect, right?
The brilliance of an "S"-class hero is enough to cover up many things hidden in darkness... such as the dark past of the woman named Kempisa.
She was born in a remote area of Thailand. Her mother was in the flesh business and would bring a different man home every day. Her birth was an accident and she didn't even know who her father was.
She grew up in poverty and mud.
Later, her mother brought home an older man and told her that she would call her "Dad" from now on. However, she was born with a sharp mind and always felt that something was wrong with the way that "Dad" looked at her, and her mind seemed to be filled with evil desires.
.
She told her mother about this, but instead of standing up for her, her mother accused her of being lascivious and even tried to seduce her own father, and yelled at her.
Then the stepfather's claws reached out to her, and she was beaten black and blue in the resistance. It was then that she understood why the stepfather's eyes never left her body from the moment he stepped into the house, because the man's goal was from beginning to end.
It's all her.
The girl was "sold" to a man by her mother.
From that day on, Kempesa also knew that the world was really terribly dirty and full of devils.
‘…There should be gods, right?’ The girl was crying while being tortured. She was so desperate that this unrealistic idea came to her mind.
But she didn't expect that God would really respond to her.
The holy light turned her pupils into gold, the blood in her body began to boil, and she possessed the power of God - the power to mentally control others.
She felt that the man's skin was so dirty that she wanted to cut it off completely, so she let the man peel off all his skin in front of her.
…
After the mission, when the execution department was cleaning up the scene, Lu Mingfei squatted down and lowered his eyes.
There were no windows or sunlight in the corridor of Jianzi Building. It was dark as if it were an eternal night. The flames on the ground had long since burned out and were as dry and cracked as scorched earth. A dark shadow was embedded in the ravine like an ink splash painting on a church, vaguely
A ferocious and voluptuous human form can be discerned, and the black mud-like rotting remains have long lost their flesh, blood and soul, and are broken and withered like this woman's gloomy life.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Professor Mance walked behind Lu Mingfei and watched the boy stare at this coquettish and chaotic but vaguely morbid and beautiful mural. He said silently
A copy of this woman's life story was left behind.
After Lu Mingfei looked at it repeatedly, he cut through the wall of the corridor. The warm and bright sunshine shone down on the black and smelly shadow, like a holy light bathing the evil spirit, like a golden light all over its body.
The angel's deep embrace of the shadow is as dazzling as redemption.
"We will burn this building down in the future. There will be no traces left. There is no point in doing this." Professor Schneider stood at the end of the corridor and frowned, watching the boy's actions and pouring cold water on him.
He believed in the dogma of iron-fist and cold-bloodedness, and he frowned because he believed that their perfect and outstanding "S" class should not be like a goddess who engaged in these compassionate rescues, indecisive.
"Just think I'm stupid." Lu Mingfei said softly.
He is not compassionate, nor does he want to save anyone. His idea is very simple. A woman has been immersed in darkness her whole life and has never seen the light, so she blindly believes in gods, even if she falls into an even darker abyss... Since the living
If you can't touch the light when you die, then at least stay in the sun after death, even if it is only for a few moments.
The bagpipes whistled, and the wind chimes on the CC1000 express rang. The speed of the train began to slow down suddenly and it slowly slid into the station. It was like a black beast returning home from exhaustion inadvertently slowing down its gentle pace. Lu Mingfei heard the whining sound.
The whistle, pulled from memory into reality.
The "S" class once again completed its mission perfectly, made a triumphant return from the corner of the world, and returned to Kassel at night in the heavy rain.
…
"It's raining again."
On the platform, raindrops were hitting the dome of the curved shed one after another. The rain curtain was flowing wildly, and the raindrops were strung into a bead curtain to cover Chu Zihang's eyes. Through the fine raindrops, he saw the thick fog in the distance.
The two blurred hazy white xenon lamps looked like two giant eyes hiding in the darkness and watching the world's monsters from a distance.
Chu Zihang wrapped Diesel's windshield blouse tightly and put his hands into his pockets. Memories and thoughts clung to his heart, flashing back in his mind like an old movie.
Every rainy day, the shadow of a man with an unkempt beard always flashes in Chu Zihang's mind. The rain in his memory was also so heavy that day, and the cold wind carried raindrops, which was biting to the bone.
There are still Lu Mingfei and Liu Miaomiao in my memory. At that time, Lu Mingfei was still a little boy in the lower grade. In their aristocratic school where the elites were like a carp crossing the river, it was known for its "decline" and "erosion". It was not like that at all.
With such a glorious "S" class, Lu Mingfei at that time was as cowardly as a pile of mud that couldn't stand up to the wall. When people saw it, they couldn't help but feel superior and ridicule.
But Chu Zihang thought this boy was cute and cowardly, and couldn't help but want to give him a ride, but Lu Mingfei refused. He put his schoolbag on his head and rushed into the rain without hesitation, as if
People all over the world are angry about this bad weather.
He was like a drowned dog in a state of embarrassment, but he picked up the strength and courage from nowhere and ran very fast in the rain, as if faster than the rain curtain, faster than the hurricane, as if even time could not catch up with him.
Chu Zihang looked at the back of the junior boy. This was the first time that he, who was like a god in Shilan Middle School, took the initiative to send out an invitation and was rejected for the first time. But he was not angry at all. He just silently remembered the boy.
After thinking about it, Chu Zihang took out his phone and sent a text message. He read it silently and confirmed it, counting his heartbeats while waiting for a reply.
The text message was responded to in a timely manner. Not long after, pure black cars arrived. In the triangular frame on the front of the car, two "M" overlapped to form a mountain shape. It was a Maybach62, a nine-million-dollar Maybach. The driver's seat
It was a man who drove for his boss, a man he both despised...and despised.
The man is his father, but there is no tenderness between father and son at all. The man will only brag in front of him about the performance and superiority of this Maybach and how glorious his job as a driver is... and so on.
The man kept chattering, and the more Chu Zihang listened, the more annoyed he became.
'But no matter how expensive or gorgeous this Maybach is, it's not yours. What's so great about being a driver? Although his new "dad" drives a Mercedes-Benz S-Class, which is not as good as the Maybach, at least the car belongs to someone else.
What you bought with real money and money is your own, so your mother fell in love with the new "dad" and abandoned you. Your mother also became someone else's. You can only drive someone else's car and think about the mother in your memories.
, what a brag!'
Chu Zihang was very tired from being talked about by men, not from listening to it, but from feeling tired. It seemed that after so many years, the man still didn’t understand what he was lacking... What he was lacking was not money. Chu Zihang and his wife did not worship money.
He is not greedy for money, and what he lacks is not that poor mouth. He has a sharp tongue, otherwise how could he have deceived his beautiful mother in the first place?
It's responsibility. Can you be a little more responsible as a husband and father? Like a man who can stand upright, rather than like... an "old" boy who is forty or fifty years old and hasn't grown up yet?
But what can he do? Ask a man to support him and his mother? Stop talking nonsense. This man can't even support himself. He only knows how to give birth and cannot raise his wife. He has to rely on others to take care of his wife and lose his son.
Others will take care of him... So Chu Zihang is becoming less and less like him. The man is so talkative that he can't stop talking, but Chu Zihang talks so little that he is like a mute with facial paralysis.
Until the Maybach crashed into the "miracle" on the elevated road in the rain, looking at the man who dared to swing a knife in the face of the supreme "god".
Only then did Chu Zihang understand what it means to be responsible as a man. He didn't have it at that time, so he regretted it. He kept this memory to this day and dared not forget it, nor did he want to forget it, because he was the only one in the world who still remembered that
If he forgets about a man, it will be as if that man never existed at all.
That man said that if one day he dies, there will be only one thing in this world that can prove his existence, and that is Chu Zihang with half of his blood.
So his life was trapped on that day, and Chu Zihang never walked out of that rainy night.
Why didn't you stay? Even if you said a few less offensive words, even if the man picked him up in the car, he could put a smile on his face and call him "Dad"...
"Senior brother."
The train slid into the platform, the door opened, and Lu Mingfei saw Chu Zihang waiting for him from a distance.
Chu Zihang looked at his junior brother who had matured a lot after half a year. He wanted to put on a smile, but he couldn't escape from the memories, so his already paralyzed face and the way he pulled the corners of his mouth looked a bit funny.
.
Lu Mingfei walked out of the heavy rain. He knew what Chu Zihang would think about on a rainy day, and he happened to have questions to ask.
"Brother, there is something I want to ask you." Lu Mingfei came to Chu Zihang amid the sound of rain.
"Just ask."
“Do you recognize a boy named ‘Lu Mang’?”
There was a loud thunder, and branch-like arcs tore through the sky. In the lightning, Chu Zihang's shocked face was reflected pale.