——3:15 am——
He Zhen yawned.
As a logistics driver, he is used to traveling at night.
The amount of traffic on the highway was greatly reduced at night, so he naturally didn't need to do anything extra. He could just run in one lane.
But after running back and forth, the same sight in front of me made my eyes really tired.
"It's so boring."
Just as he was bored, He Zhen suddenly wanted to hear horror stories.
"Tengu spirit, tell me some scary stories."
[Okay~]
[Now playing - Alps FM·Horror Stories~]
A rich male voice, accompanied by eerie background music, sounded in the dark car.
[About the 1950s, there was no concept of Changchuan City. The only impression I have of my hometown is the mountains on my back, and...a river called "Huai" next to my home]
[Every summer, my friends like to play in the Huaihe River, but my grandpa won’t let me go...]
"Water ghost?" He Zhi frowned, having already guessed that he was almost inseparable.
Everything is progressing these days, but why are horror stories still the same, like telling those things that are from the 70s and 80s?
"Nowadays, high-rise buildings are built by people who pull roads. Why are there no horror stories that are closer to the times?"
He Zhen said dissatisfiedly: "It's okay to just talk about something that has something to do with Ye Lu. It will refresh my mind at least—fuck you!"
He turned the steering wheel sharply, causing the entire truck's head to tilt to one side.
"You're crazy, why are you driving on a motorcycle on the highway!" He Zhi rolled down the window and cursed.
On the other side, I saw a black motorcycle rushing out of nowhere, its engine roaring, and it went in hand in hand with He Zhi's truck.
"Outrun me."
The man on the motorcycle spoke, his voice indifferent.
He didn't even take any protective measures.
"Neuropathy."
He Zhen couldn't help but curse: "Tengu spirit, open the address book and dial 12122."
"Tengu spirit?"
[…]
Your tengu has lost contact.
"Beat me and live."
The man on the motorcycle repeated: "If you fall behind for more than ten seconds, you will die."
"The race begins."
boom!
He turned the accelerator to the bottom, and the engine suddenly roared like a giant beast, and he immediately surpassed the truck.
"Made, what a shameful pen."
He Zheng cursed and was about to slow down, so he simply let the motorcycle go. But at this moment, he discovered to his horror that he couldn't take his foot off the accelerator!
"What are you doing?"
He Zhen let go of his hand on the steering wheel and touched his leg in a panic.
He originally thought his leg was numb, but now that he tried hard, he found that his entire leg was as if it were filled with lead, and he couldn't move it.
"what happened!"
Then, he discovered to his horror that not only could he not move his legs, but even the brake pedal on the other side seemed to be stuck, and he could not depress it no matter how hard he tried.
"That lunatic secretly tampered with my car?" He Zhen remembered what the man had just said, and was suddenly shocked and angry.
"Son of a bitch!"
He was so angry that he immediately stepped on the accelerator and suddenly rushed in front of the motorcycle.
"Are you sick? You stay up late at night and come here to mess with me. I don't seem to have offended you! As for being a logistics driver like me..."
He Zheng's words stopped abruptly.
He finally discovered that the man's twisted face, without any protection, was filled with an indescribable sense of despair.
The man was obviously in tears, but he still said indifferent words: "Ten seconds are up, you win."
Stab-!
"What are you doing!"
The motorcycle turned around and hit the guardrail directly. In an instant, the car body disintegrated, the entire guardrail deformed violently, and the man was thrown away!
The current stretch of road is at least dozens of meters high from the ground below!
If you fall down like that, you will definitely die!
But before he had time to digest the sudden accident, He Zhen found that his foot on the accelerator was locked again.
"ah……"
His speed was determined again, and he was within the range of overtaking a motorcycle man!
"What's the matter!"
He Zhen recalled the desperate look on the motorcycle man's face when he turned his head. The uncontrollable fear in my heart suddenly surged in large waves.
"Help...help..."
Continuing to move forward at this speed, the truck finally caught up with a taxi in front.
"Help, help! Help me!"
He Zhen shouted out the car window: "Please help me! My feet are fixed by something! I can't slow down! Help me!"
Wow~
The window of the car opposite slowly rolled down, revealing a desperate face that was no different from that of a motorcycle man.
"Beat me and live."
It's still the same words.
"Ten seconds behind, die."
He Zhen finally despaired.
He gritted his teeth and held back the tears and snot from flowing down.
"You are now 26th, second to last."
The taxi driver added another sentence: "The race begins."
Boom boom!
At this time, He Zhen had no idea what he was thinking.
As if he had exhausted all his strength, he pressed the accelerator to the bottom. Face full of despair: "I want to live..."
Boom boom!
On a snowy night, two headlights were locked on each other.
Trucks and taxis drove side by side, with no one willing to give way.
10…9…8…7…6…5….
Not even close!
Not even close!
He Zhi looked a little pale.
There are still more taxis!
How to do how to do!
He Zhen looked at the steering wheel in his hand with a horrified expression.
The brakes and accelerator are disabled, but the steering wheel is not. At this point, since I want to live, there is only one way...
...knocked the taxi off the highway.
This is the only way.
If victory in racing is enough to qualify for survival, He Zheng will not have any hesitation. Because we are all human beings, it is helpless to say that no one’s life is more valuable than anyone else’s.
But things are different now. If he wants to survive, he must actively harm the taxi driver.
Otherwise, if the race fails, he will die.
He Zheng looked at the steering wheel, the veins on the back of his hands were hideous.
what to do……
"..."
You can't do this.
In an instant, as if the shackles in his heart were being released, he slowly let go of his hand and smiled at the taxi driver who looked at him in horror.
5…4…3…
"I think……"
Ling~Ling~Ling~Ling~
?
Ling~Ling~
Where did the bell sound come from?
He Zhen was stunned, and his words of admitting defeat suddenly stopped.
call out!
The four streams of light of each color passed by first.
Then, between the truck and the taxi, a... sleigh was slowly inserted in the air.
In the front seat of the sleigh, the driver of the sleigh was wearing an exquisite dress, with a big white beard on his face fluttering in the wind...but the texture of this beard was a bit strange.
In front of him were four reindeer with flying particles, running in the air.
Behind him, three creatures that were obviously not human were sitting together, waving at him with playful smiles.
Skiing... an adventure? !
"An opponent more worthy of racing has appeared." The taxi driver suddenly said.
He Zhen was startled for a moment, then became ecstatic!
He found that his foot on the accelerator could actually move, and at the same time, the brake pedal also relaxed!
Did I survive? !
At this moment, He Zhen just wanted to cry.
On the sled, Gao Yi looked confused: "Master, what did you say?"
It's not that Gao Yi deliberately ran to show off in front of ordinary people, but when he passed by in the sky, he found that the speed of the two cars was abnormally fast, and then he wanted to come down and see what was going on.
But unexpectedly, the reindeer suddenly accelerated and rushed between the two cars.
"Beat me, live... woo woo woo!"
Before the taxi driver finished speaking, Gao Yi fished him out directly.
This time he finally remembered what Uncle Tan said before.
"Is this the devil's race?"
"Don't look down on me!"
The driver's whole body suddenly relaxed, and he got out of his stiff state just like that. He trembled and passed out.
"Old - high -"
"Why is your dump truck still accelerating?" Three people suddenly screamed from behind.
Gao Yi stretched out his hand and took advantage of the relatively still time to put the taxi driver into the passenger seat of the large truck.
"Brother, take care of..."
call--!
Before he could finish his words, the entire sled rushed out with a swish.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"
All that was left was a string of unison screams from the four tenors.
He Zheng slowed down slowly.
His expression was still dull.
Damn it, what happened to him tonight?
Could this be a horror story from the new era?
Love love... love a hammer!
Now he feels that water ghost is more suitable for him.
