Once upon a time there was a demon pass

April 28st!

This is a very exciting day for all the freshmen of Mo Academy.

Well, except for Zhao Zicheng.

Even in order to wait for this day to come, everyone lying on the hospital bed stayed up all night, looking forward to it silently.

Unable to get up, Sun Wen even called his secretary, helped him up abruptly, lay down at the window, and stared at the figure on the playground.

rest of my life...

Let's go for the rest of my life.

"It's so hard to make some money!"

"For a game, the teacher is required to lead the team. Isn't this idle?"

"It's not a child anymore, it's still possible to get lost."

Xu Yuanqing lazily leaned against the wall, feeling hopeless, and kept complaining about the vice principal.

And above his head, there is a horn.

"But I have to say, our President Sun is still rich."

"Tsk tsk, going to Mexico City is enough to attract attention."

Taking a look at Yu Sheng's new clothes, Xu Yuanqing was amazed.

It was a school uniform.

The school uniform as a whole is pale white, dotted with ink, a little retro.

On the back, there is even a pool of ink.

A black fish jumped out of the water, splashing drops of water.

And the water splash formed a faintly visible word 'ink' in midair.

It looks very flavorful.

"Money can turn ghosts around."

"The great painter Lin Mo was able to paint a school uniform."

"Tsk tsk."

"It's just that this schoolbag doesn't match, why don't you change it."

Xu Yuanqing was a little curious and asked.

Yu Sheng shook his head lightly, and ran his fingers across the words on the schoolbag: "This schoolbag...I like it very much."

"Forget it, it's not important."

"Sun Wen said that he has already booked the highest-end hotel in Mexico City for us, and he also said that it is a supreme-level enjoyment."

"I can't wait."

"I don't know if the bed in the supreme class room will be more comfortable."

"set off!"

With a big wave of his hand, Xu Yuanqing took the lead and walked out of the academy gate.

Zhao Zicheng staggered behind on crutches.

Jumping.

It looks a little funny.

"Boss Yu, come back with a champion!"

"Let them know that the freshmen of our Mo Academy, even if they go out randomly, will be swept away!"

"I think they're right!"

The windows opened one by one, and heads popped out, looking at the playground and shouting suddenly.

At this moment, all emotions are gathered into belief.

A belief from the entire collective!Fun Court

"Fuck, I'm going too!"

"Are you looking down on Zhao Rentu, my blood-colored twin demon?"

Zhao Zicheng paused, turned around, looked at the faces at the window, stretched out his hand angrily, and pointed out a middle finger.

As a result, because of reaching out, he didn't hold the crutch tightly, and fell crookedly to the ground.

But even so, he still stubbornly raised his head and glared at everyone!

"Hehe, aren't you the cheerleader, the atmosphere group representing us?"

"When will the atmosphere group also have a face?"

"Look carefully at that school uniform!"

Sun Wen looked at Zhao Zicheng and couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Zicheng was at a loss.

On the sleeve of Yu Sheng's left hand, he vaguely saw two words written like gold and iron horses...

'Kill indiscriminately'!

He raised his arm again, looked at his sleeve, and saw the same word.

'quack'!

...

For a while, I was speechless.

"Sun Wen, my uncle!"

"When I win the championship and triumphantly, I will let you know..."

"My legend of Zhao Rentu will begin here!"

"From now on, the world will only know me, Zhao Rentu, and no one will know that little Yusheng!"

The words are full of pride.

As if he had seen that scene vaguely, his blood was boiling.

Everyone was taken aback by Zhao Zicheng's words.

"Well, Boss Yu, help me up first!"

After trying a few times by myself, it was like a tortoise had flipped its cover, and I struggled a few times without getting up.

The original arrogance turned into flattery.

"Just wait for the news of me, Mr. Zhao's victory!"

Zhao Zicheng, who got up with the help of Yu Sheng, waved his hand gracefully, and walked out of the college gate with a bouncing jump again.

The rest of my life followed.

Before they set off, they once again encountered an important problem in their lives.

"Mr. Xu, why... are you sitting in the back?"

Zhao Zicheng had a vague premonition, swallowed his saliva, and asked cautiously.

"From here to Mexico City, you have to cross five provinces."

"I don't want to sleep?"

"Let the rest of my life go."

"I have to say, Yu Sheng's Tiger XS is comfortable to sit on."

Xu Yuanqing touched the monster leather seat and was very satisfied, so he fell down on the back seat.

"That..."

"Why don't we take the train?"

Zhao Zicheng tried again, and a drop of cold sweat fell from his temples.

Xu Yuanqing was a little impatient: "The train is so noisy that I can't sleep well. Where did you get all these shits? Anyway, I'm driving for the rest of my life, and I don't need you."

"Don't delay my sleep."

As he spoke, Xu Yuanqing yawned, turned around, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

car door.

Zhao Zicheng raised his head and looked at Yu Sheng across the air.

Looking at Yu Sheng's calm and expectant gaze, Zhao Zicheng wanted to cry but had no tears.

"I think... I can drive!"

In the end, Zhao Zicheng gritted his teeth and didn't even give Yu Sheng a chance to refute. Leaning on crutches, he hopped into the driver's seat, closed the car door, and locked the driver's door by the way to prevent Yu Sheng from dragging himself out.

More importantly, looking at Yu Sheng's eager eyes, it seemed that he really had that idea.

If it wasn't for the expensive car, Zhao Zicheng assured that the driver's seat would have changed hands now.

Yu Sheng sat on the co-pilot with some regrets, and thought for a while: "It's a long journey, the two of us... drive alternately!"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Zicheng with anticipation.

"Let's talk, talk again..."

Zhao Zicheng replied perfunctorily, started the car, hung up the car, put the end of the crutch on the gas pedal, and rested his left foot on the brake pedal.

Crutches hard.

A roar, lasing out.

Opening a gap in the car window and letting the howling wind blow, Zhao Zicheng was a little intoxicated.

Since he was seriously injured, it seems that he has not enjoyed such extreme speed and wild running for a long time...

This...

Is it the taste of freedom?

"Mocheng, I'm here!"

"The geniuses of the human race gathered in Mocheng, crushed with one palm...Zhao Rentu!"

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"Hahahaha!"

The pride in his heart rose again, and he laughed out loud.

The strong wind swept into the mouth.

A dry retching and a violent cough caused the steering wheel to become unstable and hit the side of the road.

Fortunately, he came back at the critical moment.

"I think..."

"Actually, I can drive it."

Seeing this scene, Yu Sheng muttered quietly.