This world is terrible

Chapter 49 Devil Race

-- 3:15 am --

He Ji yawned.

As a logistics driver, he is used to driving at night.

The traffic volume on the highway at night has been greatly reduced, so he naturally doesn't need to do extra operations, just run in one lane.

But after running back and forth, the same scene in front of me made people feel a little visually tired.

"It's really boring."

Being bored, He Kai suddenly wanted to hear horror stories.

"Tengu Elf, play me some horror stories."

[OK~]

[Now Playing - Alps FM Horror Stories Collection~]
A thick male voice accompanied by creepy background music sounded in the dark car.

[Probably in the [-]s, the concept of Changchuan City did not yet exist.My impression of my hometown is only the mountains on the back, and beside my home... a river called "Huai"]
[Every summer, my friends like to go to the Huai River to play in the water, but my grandpa, he won't let me go...]
"Water ghost?" He Yu frowned, guessing in his heart that it was almost inseparable.

Everything is improving these days, so why are horror stories still the same, like to tell those seventy-year-old things?

"Nowadays tall buildings are being built to pull roads, so why aren't there horror stories that are closer to the times?"

He Yu said dissatisfied: "It's okay to talk about something related to the night road, at least it will refresh me—fuck!"

He turned the steering wheel violently, and the whole truck turned to one side.

"Crazy, what's the high speed on the motorcycle!" He Yan rolled down the window and cursed.

On the other side, a black motorbike rushed out from nowhere, the engine was roaring, and it started to go side by side with He Yan's truck.

"Outrun me."

The man on the motorcycle spoke, his voice indifferent.

He didn't even take any protective measures.

"Neuropathy."

He Yu couldn't help cursing: "Tengu Elf, open the address book and dial 12122."

"Tengu spirit?"

[...]
Your tengu, has lost contact.

"Outrun me and live."

The man on the motorcycle repeated: "Being behind by more than ten seconds, die."

"The race begins."

boom!
He turned the accelerator to the bottom, and the engine suddenly roared like a giant beast, and he immediately passed the truck.

"Made, what kind of evil pen."

He Yu cursed, and was about to slow down, so he let the motorcycle go.But at this moment, he was horrified to find that he couldn't move his foot on the accelerator!
"What?"

He Ji let go of the hand holding the steering wheel, and touched his leg in a panic.

At first he thought his leg was numb, but now that he tried his hand hard, he found that his whole leg seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move it no matter what.

"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 stuck, and he couldn't press it down no matter how hard he tried.

"That psychopath secretly moved his hands and feet in my car?" He Ji was shocked and angry when he remembered what the man said just now.

"Son of a bitch!"

He was so annoyed that he immediately stepped on the gas pedal again, making a sudden dash and rushed to the front of the motorcycle.

"Are you sick? You don't sleep at night and come to mess with me. I don't seem to have offended you! As for being a logistics driver with me..."

He Yan's words came to an abrupt end.

He finally found that there was an indescribable sense of despair on the man's twisted, unprotected face.

The man was clearly in tears, but he still spoke indifferently: "Ten seconds are up, you win."

Stab it--!
"Hey, what are you doing!"

The motorcycle turned around and hit the guardrail directly.In an instant, the car body disintegrated, the entire protective fence deformed violently, and the man was thrown flying out!

The current section of the road is at least tens of meters high from the ground below!

Falling straight down like this will definitely kill you!

But before he had time to digest the sudden accident, He Yu realized that his foot on the gas pedal had been locked to death again.

"what……"

His speed was determined again, in the range of surpassing the motorcycle man!
"What's the matter!"

He Ji recalled the look of despair on the motorcycle man's face when he turned his head.The uncontrollable fear in my heart suddenly churned up.

"Help... help..."

Moving forward at this speed, the truck finally caught up with a taxi ahead.

"Help, help! Help me!"

He Yu 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 opposite car slowly rolled down, revealing a desperate face that was no different from that of a motorcycle man.

"Outrun me and live."

It's still the same words.

"Ten seconds behind, die."

He Ji finally despaired.

He clenched his teeth tightly, holding back the tears and snot from flowing down.

"You are now number 26, second to last."

The taxi driver added another sentence: "The race begins."

Boom!

At this moment, He Yan didn't know what he was thinking at all.

As if he had exhausted all the strength in his body, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.Face full of despair: "I want to live..."

Boom!

On a snowy night, the two beams of headlights bite each other tightly.

The truck and the taxi drove side by side, neither of them willing to give way.

10……9……8……7……6……5…….
Not far!
Not far!
He Ji's complexion was a little pale.

Taxi is still a little more!
How to do how to do!
He Ji looked at the steering wheel in his hand with a terrified expression.

The brakes and accelerator are disabled, but the steering wheel is not.Now, since I want to live, there is only one way...

... knocking the taxi off the highway.

This is the only way.

If it is said that relying on the victory of the race to obtain the qualification to live, He Ji will not have any hesitation.Because everyone is human, it is a helpless move to say that no one is more expensive than another.

But things are different now.If he wants to survive, he must take the initiative to kill the taxi driver.

Otherwise, once the race fails, he will die.

He Ji looked at the steering wheel, and the veins on the back of his hands were hideous.

How to do……

"..."

Can't do that.

For a moment, as if he had unshackled his heart, he slowly let go of his hand, and smiled at the taxi driver who was looking at him in horror.

5...4...3...

"I think……"

Ling~ling~ling~ling~
?

Ling ~ Ling ~
Where's the bell?

He Yu was stunned, and the words of admitting defeat in his mouth stopped immediately.

call out!
Streamers of each of the four colors passed by first.

Then, between the truck and the taxi, in mid-air, a... sled was inserted slowly?
In the front seat of the sled, the driver of the sled was wearing an exquisite dress, with a big white beard fluttering in the wind... But the texture of this beard is a bit weird.

In front of him, there are four flying reindeer running in the air.

And behind him, three obviously non-human creatures were sitting together, waving at him with a playful smile.

Skiing...a big adventure? !
"A more worthy opponent has appeared." The taxi driver said suddenly.

He Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then he was ecstatic!

He found that he could move his foot on the accelerator, and at the same time, the brake pedal was also relaxed!
I survived? !

At this moment, He Yu almost wanted to cry bitterly.

On the sled, Gao Yi was stunned: "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 these two cars was abnormally fast, so he wanted to come down to see what was going on.

But unexpectedly, the reindeer suddenly accelerated and rushed into the space between the two cars.

"Outrun me, live... woo woo woo!"

Before the taxi driver finished speaking, Gao Yi directly fished him out.

This time he finally remembered what Uncle Tan said before.

"Ye is Devil Race?"

"Don't underestimate me!"

The driver's body suddenly relaxed, and he escaped from the stiff state just like that.He trembled and passed out directly.

"Old—high—"

"Why is your dump truck still—accelerating—ah—" Three people screamed from behind.

Gao Yi stretched out his hand and put the taxi driver into the co-pilot of the large truck, taking advantage of the relatively still time.

"Brother, take care of..."

call--!
Before he could finish his sentence, the whole sled rushed straight out with a whoosh.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

All that remains is a string of unison screams from four tenors.

He Yan slowly slowed down.

His expression was still dull.

Nima, what happened to him tonight?
Could this be a new age horror story?

Love love love... love a hammer!
Now he feels that the water ghost is more suitable for him.

(End of this chapter)