Dozo America

A huge heavy-duty truck roared towards us. From the cab, we could see that the driver, a young guy, was stunned and at a loss, with his mouth wide open and a completely confused expression.

"Oops!" Joey, who was following behind, cursed loudly, turned the steering wheel sharply, pulled the car over, and stopped with a brake.

"I can't stop, God!" the young driver shouted loudly.

Zhen Fan turned the steering wheel fiercely, but immediately felt that the truck turned in the direction he turned and rushed straight towards him. It was obvious that there was something wrong with the car.

"Come here!" Zhen Fan muttered silently, his hands suddenly formed a hand seal, and he stopped turning the steering wheel. His hand prints were directed towards the cab of the opposite car, and then he saw the driver.

As if he suddenly came to life, the steering wheel suddenly turned in his hands, and then the brakes were applied.

"Gah——" The car stopped abruptly, and accidentally avoided Zhen Fan's car. The two cars were barely brushing against each other, and the driver had broken out in a cold sweat and stayed stupidly in the cab.

, said nothing, with sweat all over his face.

"How did you drive? Damn you bastard, you almost hit him!" Zhen Fan got out of the car and before he could speak, he heard an angry voice coming from behind him. It turned out to be Joey, Alyssa and Lao

Three people ran over and yelled at the driver. It was obvious that they were also anxious.

"Yes... I'm sorry, it's my fault!" The driver reacted, stammered, and gestured with his hands, "I don't know. I checked before driving, but... my brakes failed. The steering wheel failed.

I can’t even fight, my strength is almost exhausted! I really don’t know what’s going on!”

"Nothing's wrong, you can go, I'm fine!" Zhen Fan looked at the driver, then turned to the three Joeys and smiled slightly, "Look, nothing's wrong with me, so you call me the God of Death.

It doesn't exist at all. Everything is your imagination. Regarding your friend's car accident, I can only say sorry. It was indeed just a coincidence."

"No, Mr. Zhen, it was exactly what happened just now. It further confirmed that my judgment was earned. Maybe not this time, but what about next time? Can you escape?" Joey still insisted on his opinion.

"You can't follow me like this!"

Zhen Fan felt helpless at this guy's persistence, but you had to admire him.

"Tomorrow we will go back to attend Zach's funeral, so... we will still follow you the day after tomorrow until we are sure that you are no longer in danger." Joey shrugged his shoulders. "Actually... we don't want to do this, but your

Our lives are related to our lives, so we have to do this!"

"You don't need to work or study or anything else? You have to have your own life."

"At least for this period of time, we don't need to..."

"Okay, whatever you like!" Zhen Fan smiled. Then he turned around and got into the car, "Okay. Mr. Death, you gave me a few personal shadows, you are really generous!" With that, he started the car.

, heading towards his residence.

"By the way, Mr. Zhen, we will ask Officer Bloy to take over tomorrow!"

Joey shouted loudly to Zhen Fan's car which was slowly driving away.

"We just communicated with him and he will come over tomorrow."

Zhen Fan stretched his hand out of the car window, shook it, stepped on the accelerator, and left here quickly.

"Maybe he's right!" The three of them got into the car again and followed Zhen Fan. Alyssa said doubtfully to Joey who was driving, "Nothing happened to him just now. The brakes failed and the steering wheel failed.

Although these have all appeared before, they failed in Zhen's case."

"You mean, all these things we have done are just our own delusions?" Joey asked, looking at Alyssa, "Okay, okay, then let's go home and wait for the bad news about Mr. Zhen.

Come out, he is a celebrity, if he dies, there will definitely be news, we will just wait and see the news."

"Joy——" Alyssa said with some dissatisfaction.

"Then there is me. Yes, I am the third one. If you still consider me a friend, then come to my funeral. I will be waiting for you in hell."

"Will we go to heaven? I don't want to go to hell!"

Laura's voice was a little rusty when she interjected. Obviously, this sentence would have been a good joke in normal times, but now the three of them couldn't laugh, they were just full of trouble.

"Then... let's wait a few more days."

Alyssa hesitated for a while and finally told her plan.

"If in a few days, Zhen can save the day again, or if there is no danger at all, we will leave here, Joey, that's okay!" Alyssa had already taken a step back.

"Okay, that's it, God bless him!" Joey was helpless, crossed himself on his chest, and then drove the car silently, driving slowly in the direction Zhen Fan left.

In the scene just now, although Zhen Fan acted lightly towards Alyssa and others, he was a little shocked inside. It seems that there is indeed some energy controlling it, taking people's lives at any time. And this kind of

Zhen Fan thought he could still sense and control energy.

But this made Zhen Fan have another doubt. Is it difficult for the God of Death to really exist? Then in what state will he exist in this world? Is it in the form of invisible energy, or is it transformed into a shape by energy?

Use energy to control the body of a living person and use it.

The God of Death? Zhen Fan had a smile on his lips.

The car drove into his garage smoothly, and nothing happened along the way. It was calm. When Zhen Fan returned home, the sky had slowly darkened. He took a bath and watched TV comfortably for a while.

, I went online for a while and checked Wei Chao’s information. Sure enough, the news in China was all about Wei Chao being selected by the Los Angeles Lakers. It seems that Wei Chao became famous because of this.

Standing in the living room, through the window, Zhen Fan saw the station wagon parked under the big tree on the opposite street. Zhen Fan shook his head. It was obvious that he wanted to call all three people in and lose them in the house.

The big bed in the car was more comfortable than sleeping in the car, but after thinking about it, I rejected this idea.

Slowly closing the curtains in the living room, Zhen Fan looked at Mia who was sitting upright and staring at the TV. He couldn't help but laugh. He leaned on the sofa in a very comfortable posture, and then put one hand on the sofa.

edge.

"Do you believe there is a God of Death in this world?"

Mia was obviously taken aback, then opened her mouth in surprise, looked at Zhen Fan, and smiled: "I don't know, because I have never seen the God of Death. I have never heard the elders mention the God of Death, so I don't understand this question.

I can't answer Mr. Zhen." Mia, a woman, answered tactfully.

But it was obvious that this question made Mia a little restless, as if something in her body was irritating her. She would twist her body from time to time, and then secretly glance at Zhen Fan with her eyes.

"If you want to say something, just say it!"

Seeing her like that, Zhen Fan snorted at her angrily, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Sure enough, Mia immediately seemed a little panicked, quickly stood up, and said respectfully to Zhen Fan: "Although I don't know if there is a God of Death, but... I think it is not very difficult to control people's life and death.

, I could do it before, let alone now.”

"You mean... this isn't the God of Death at all, but someone is playing tricks on you?" Zhen Fan looked at her thoughtfully, frowning slightly, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, making a slight "da" sound.

"Click" sound.

"I understand. You should go and rest first. I'm going back to the room!" Zhen Fan thought for a while, then stood up and walked to his room.

Mia looked at Zhen Fan's room, then sighed softly, and turned back to her room. She had already seen that there was some kind of power that wanted to harm Zhen Fan, and this made Zhen Fan also

She became hostile to this power. I hope it's not him... Mia's mouth crooked, she shook her head, and was about to close her door.

"Mia, pay attention to the three people outside, don't put them in danger." Zhen Fan stood at the door, suddenly turned his head and said to Mia, who had entered the room and was about to close the door.

"I know, Mr. Zhen, I will!" Mia nodded and looked outside. Although there was a layer of curtains, she already knew that the station wagon was the object of Zhen Fan's attention.

Moreover, she could already sense the three people in the car clearly.

Zhen Fan nodded and closed the door without saying anything else. He did not go to sleep immediately, but stood in front of the window and looked at the grass behind the house and the dots of lights outside.

The wind was blowing at night, causing the curtains behind his open window to flutter in the room, making a "whirring" sound. Zhen Fan frowned slightly. Yes, he had clearly felt the energy fluctuations.

Moreover, this energy is still very strong, and it is this energy that brings up the gusts of night wind.

It seems that the car accident that was deliberately caused during the day was eventually avoided by Zhen Fan. He did not let the energy give up. It also carried a provocation. It was obvious that this time, it was directed at Zhen Fan.

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The wind became stronger and stronger, pouring straight into Zhen Fan's window. Zhen Fan closed his eyes slightly, then suddenly opened them, a light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly the strong wind seemed to disappear.

The curtains quietly lowered.

But soon, a whistling wind blew towards the car in front of Zhen Fan's house. Just as the wind blew past, suddenly the window of Mia's room opened, and people seemed to fly out from inside.

Something similar was heading towards the station wagon...