Chapter 381

Until Zhang Heng walked out of the villa community, he just vomited out a mouthful of turbid gas, revealing the color of complexity.

His heart was not as cold as it seemed. After all, he was the father of the people who had helped him. At least he knew that Li Jianguo and Li Yiru had never done anything unfavorable to themselves.

However, for the sake of his family, he had to make a gesture of no admittance, just like a hedgehog, which kept the sharp spines up high and could not tolerate any harm.

If he is soft this time, then it will be intensified again and again! The position he stood was like a suspended staircase. Although he could climb up, there were empty cliffs on both sides of the stairs. At the bottom of those cliffs, countless evil spirits from hell stretched out their thin arms and kept waiting. The pair of blue pupils full of greed and bloodthirsty

Zhang Heng has no way to retreat. He can only keep climbing up. Once he goes wrong, he will fall into a cliff and be bitten by the evil spirits who covet him. Finally, he has no body left

"Should I say you're old and stupid?" Zhang hengleng snorted and looked back. With his eyesight, his sight crossed the darkness in an instant. He saw in the study window of the villa a few hundred meters away. Mr. Li was holding two grandsons' eyeballs and sobbing in a low voice.

If Mr. Li was not Li Jianguo's father or Li Yiru's grandfather, his life could not be saved today.

Boom

It is a dull thunder explosion, suddenly, a bean big raindrop like the sky elves, groups of Susu and fall, the next second slap on the dry ground, in an instant is absorbed by the dry ground.

However, there are too many raindrops. Before the dry cement can absorb the last one, the next one will roar. In the end, countless raindrops converge on the cement floor and form a pool of shallow water, wetting the whole world.

The rain poured down.

The pedestrians on the road almost disappeared. Even those who didn't have time to go home, they found shelter in the nearest place, making phone calls and anxiously hoping that the rainstorm would soon fade away.

The whole world is only black and boundless. Under the cover of the night, it is a blur ten meters away and can't see clearly.

A taxi slowly drove by, Zhang Heng waved. Suddenly, the taxi slowly stopped beside Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng opened the door and got into the taxi. Then, the taxi drove into the boundless rainstorm.

"Can I smoke here?" Zhang Heng took out a box of flue.

"There's nothing wrong with this," the driver said with a smile. "Although it can't be said according to the rules, the rules are dead and people are alive."

Zhang Heng laughs. He takes out one and hands it to the driver. After helping the driver light it, he lights it for himself and turns his head to look out of the window.

The driver gave a thank you, and with the crackling rain outside and the rubbing of the windshield wipers, he gradually opened his conversation.

"The price of this box of cigarettes is not low. You young people like to be extravagant. When you have no money at the end of the month, you will stop." The driver shook his head and said with a smile, "however, the income of our business has been depressed recently. The online car Hailing has become more and more popular. The government has not worked out any rules and regulations. It is impossible to pull up a passenger after running in the suburbs for more than ten minutes."

"Some time ago, on this viaduct, I heard that someone wanted to jump out of the building. It seemed that he was a migrant worker. He was fired by his boss and didn't even have the fare to go home. Tut tut..."

"By the way, that road over there has just been repaired some time ago, but it has collapsed again. If not, we can at least walk three kilometers less..."

Along the way, the driver seems to have not opened his mouth for a long time. It seems that he wants to reveal all the things he has said in the past few days. Zhang Heng just smiles and listens. When he talks about the key point, he is just surprised. The driver feels that he has an audience, and he can't help but spit and spit 。

The driver was wearing an ordinary gray shirt, and his sleeves were high. You could see the black and shiny grease stains on the cuff. His black hair was greasy and stuck on his scalp, which was mixed with several white hair. He kept spitting and telling Zhang Heng what he had seen and heard.

After more than ten minutes, he finally arrived at his destination. Zhang Heng took out some ten yuan bills and handed them to each other. However, the driver waved his hand and said generously, "don't use so much. Just pay the price. You're just out of society. It's not easy for anyone to make some money these days. Don't forget your parents."

Zhang Heng returns with a polite smile and symbolically withdraws a banknote before walking into the rain curtain. Seeing Zhang Heng not rushing to let the rain drench his body, the driver always feels that something is wrong. He puts the money given by Zhang Heng into his pocket, and then habitually pulls out a dirty rag, and prepares to wipe it on the leather seat that Zhang Heng has been sitting on.

However, this movement is rigid in the air.

It seems to think of something, the driver subconsciously touched the seat of a permanent seat, but found that the seat is dry, and still retains a light body temperature.

Didn't even leave a trace of water stains?He watched the quiet young man wait for half a minute in the rainstorm before getting on the bus. The most severe rainstorm in autumn is to stay in the rain for a few seconds, even his underwear can get wet.

It is because of this that he will habitually prepare a rag for those passengers to leave, clean the seat, so as to meet the next passenger.

The driver was staring at the direction of Zhang Heng's departure. He gradually recalled that when the other party got on the bus, there was no water stain on his body and hair.

It's just, how can it be?

At this moment, I am afraid that the driver will never think of the problem when he lies in the villa.

However, Zhang Heng does not want to sleep, but continues to go to Yuehua's virtual space for spiritual training. A hundred times of spiritual growth must be trained for a long time before he can adapt to it.

Zhang Heng's brain computing power has already exceeded that of ordinary human beings. Therefore, as long as he does not encounter special events, his daily brain use capacity is too little, which is equivalent to being in a semi dormant state anytime and anywhere. Even if he is awake, it is also equivalent to the brain tension of others when he is resting.

In short, unless Zhang Heng uses a lot of mental power or a lot of brain power to carry out complex calculations, otherwise, there will be no brain fatigue in his daily life. Sleep has lost its meaning to him.

Even if Zhang Heng occasionally sleeps, it is only because his habit as a human being can not be changed for the time being.

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