"Drive faster and step on the accelerator harder."
Tu Zhu was still urging his men. In his eyes, there was no speed limit at all. Unless the cylinder of the vehicle exploded, he believed that the vehicle could go faster.
He had no idea that the God of Death had already arrived above his head.
"Master Tu, we really can't go any faster, otherwise we will explode."
The man who was driving was almost crying. His spirit was in an almost extreme state of tension. While looking at the lane ahead, he looked at the speed of the instrument, which was already infinitely close to the red zone.
This is the real limit, maybe it can be faster, but no matter how fast the speed is, the vehicle may not be far away from a cylinder explosion.
As he spoke, he glanced at the tachometer again.
There is only less than a trace of distance left from the red zone. This is already a very, very dangerous behavior.
Not daring to take another look, the subordinate quickly raised his head, because in just such a moment of lowering his head, the vehicle had already driven a very long distance. Fortunately, there was no vehicle in front, otherwise a car accident might occur at any time.
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And just as he was looking at the driveway with great concentration, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.
It was a young man suspended in mid-air, with an elegant figure, like a flying fairy.
The man was startled, and his body shook suddenly, as if he had been electrocuted. If he hadn't grabbed the steering wheel tightly, he might have lost control of the vehicle and crashed into the guardrail on the side.
He stepped on the brakes almost immediately, but the speed of the car was so fast that it was impossible to brake for a while.
"Zou...Zou Hao."
Tu Zhu's entire face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with a look of extreme fear.
He didn't expect that Zou Hao would catch up so quickly, and in such an incredible way.
The strong aura of death surrounded him crazily.
He seemed to have seen the God of Death smiling at him, seeing Death waving to him.
Zou Hao was also looking at Tu Zhu, his eyes were calm, but there was an indifference that was almost emotionless.
Everyone has to pay a price for what they have done. The price may be big or small. In Zou Hao's eyes, there is only one price to pay for Tu Zhu, and that is his life.
Raising his arm, an extremely sharp phantom of the Heavenly Sword condensed in Zou Hao's hand.
Tu Zhu's pupils were dilating rapidly. As a foreigner, he could naturally see the phantom of the sword that day and feel the terrifying edge. His face became increasingly pale.
"No...don't."
Tu Zhu wanted to beg for mercy, but his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat and he couldn't say anything.
The vehicle, on the other hand, is still speeding under the inertia.
Zou Hao didn't give Tu Zhu any chance. At the moment when the sword energy gathered at its strongest, the phantom of the heavenly sword in his hand struck directly at Tu Zhu in the carriage.
The invisible sword light is like the sharpest divine weapon. The hard steel of the vehicle is cut open like tofu in front of the sword light condensed by the energy of the heavenly sword.
Also cut open was Tu Zhu's fat body.
Tu Zhuyuan's eyes were open. Even if he died, his eyes would not close, and the fear in his eyes was extremely deep and remained on the two halves of his face.
The vehicle that was cut in half slammed into the guardrail next to it.
--boom
Amidst the roaring explosion, the vehicle was instantly engulfed in flames.
Tu Zhu's body was burning in the fire, but he no longer knew the pain because his life had completely ended.
The man who was driving was thrown away by an invisible force and fell into the fields next to the highway. Although he fell a little miserably, his life was saved.
The one who rescued him was naturally Zou Hao.
Zou Hao was not a cold-blooded person. He just made Tu Zhu pay the price, but he would not kill more lives because of it.
After taking a look at Tu Zhu's body that was gradually disappearing in the fire, Zou Hao didn't stay any longer. He moved and flew back directly in the direction of Nanhua City.
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Holding her beautiful face with her little hands, Yao Xiaomo looked listlessly out of the classroom window.
The school bell has been ringing for a while, and everyone in the class has almost left, but Yao Xiaomo doesn't want to go anywhere, so he just sits there stupidly.
"That hateful guy has disappeared again..."
Yao Xiaomo was filled with hatred in her heart, and her teeth were itching with anger, but she couldn't live up to expectations and kept thinking about that hateful guy. The white clouds she saw in her eyes also turned into that guy's appearance.
Not just Baiyun, it seems that whatever she sees now, everything will look like that guy.
After several days, Yao Xiaomo discovered that the nasty guy seemed to be missing again.
She was also angry because she didn't take the initiative to call Zou Hao. She wanted to see if that hateful guy would really forget her again, and if he would really not even call her.
However, her persistence gradually relaxed as time went by, and there was a longing in her heart that could not be described in words, which became stronger day by day.
Yao Xiaomo didn't even know when he would lose control of dialing that phone number.
"Hey, why is this face so close?"
After thinking about it, Yao Xiaomo suddenly said something curious.
Her world was indeed filled with Zou Hao's figure, but the face in front of her was too close, and it was right at the window, and there was even that guy's signature smile on his face.
Yao Xiaomo rubbed her eyes in disbelief, thinking this must be an illusion.
But that face did not disappear, and even smiled and said: "What are you thinking about, so fascinated?"
"ah."
Yao Xiaomo screamed. He was frightened. He instinctively picked up the book on the table and threw it out the window.
This is the fourth floor. How could there be anyone standing outside the window?
However, Zou Hao was really standing outside the window.
He didn't expect Yao Xiaomo's reaction to be so big. He quickly reached out and took down all the books, and then said: "Xiaomo, it's me, what's wrong with you?"
"Zou Hao, is it really you?"
Yao Xiaomo finally regained some composure after being frightened.
Looking at Zou Hao's thoughtful face and listening to Zou Hao's extremely familiar voice, the fear in her heart quickly dissipated at this moment.