Global thriller: My organs have a mind of their own

When!when!when!

The sound of the death knell resounded in the night sky.

A cold breath rose out of thin air.

The night of terror had arrived, and the city had fallen silent once more.

Buzz! Buzz!

The heavy engine sounded, and the blinding lights formed a fiery sword of light that pierced the thick night.

A heavy locomotive roared down the road.

On the seat of the locomotive sat a young man dressed in black.

He was hunched on the seat of the locomotive with his backpack on his back.

While twisting the accelerator, I scanned the map navigation on the phone stand.

"If you are a patient, the place where it happened should be the hospital, and tonight's task is to find the hospital where the strange incident happened. "

Motorcycles have been ridden by Lin Soul, but only on ordinary motorcycles.

Like the heavy locomotive under the seat, Lin Soul didn't know what brand it was.

But it can be seen from the car's handsome lines, complex engine and surging engine sound.

This car is not a bargain.

It's a pity that the owner of this locomotive doesn't know why, and he keeps a driving posture with a helmet and is cold.

Lin Soul was not polite.

Just use this car.

Dead people don't need to ride.

Instead of putting it here to rust, it's better to give him a ride and let him know a few more weird things.

The engine is roaring.

The locomotive is running in the Mercedes.

The night wind came and ruffled Lin Soul's hair.

The steel beast that sits down is very powerful and difficult to control.

But for Lin Soul, whose physical fitness is already extraordinary.

Driving this heavy locomotive is not much more difficult than riding a bike.

While driving the locomotive, he turned on the future vision and checked the situation nearby.

Future vision's hints allow him to know if there is anything treacherous hiding in this place before entering his destination.

It can save him a lot of trouble.

But...... Trouble sometimes comes uninvited.

The Headless Horseman is about to arrive, and you will have to fight him in a race with your life as a bargaining chip. 】

“............"

The hint that jumped out of the future vision made Lin Soul a little speechless.

He didn't expect that in addition to the seven strange stories in this city, there would be other inexplicable guys.

This treacherous man called the Headless Horseman.

When you hear the name, it's not a good thing.

Now, I seem to be targeted by this guy.

"Let's race. "

Twisting the accelerator, Lin Soul's eyes were sharp.

He doesn't care if the other party is a headless horseman or a dragon knight.

All he knew was.

Since the other party dares to come to his own trouble.

Then you have a reason to kill the other party.

The engine was roaring, and Lin Soul didn't slow down.

He was now ready for the arrival of the Headless Horseman.

"Oh~

oh

"Phoenix Dance for Nine Days!Music Factory!Dance Ceremony!".

The earthy BGM suddenly sounded, and a brilliant light appeared in Lin Soul's rearview mirror.

Colorful neon lights shine, and earthy DJ electric stereos fill the sky.

A modified pedal motorcycle that looked like a small peacock with an open screen rushed from behind with thick black smoke.

“............"

Looking at the ghost fire motorcycle behind him speechlessly, as well as the headless corpse sitting on this motorcycle, Lin Soul was stupid.

He never thought that this so-called headless horseman would be such a virtuous person.

Buzz!

Accompanied by the sound of an engine that seemed to be about to explode in the next second.

The colorful pedal motorcycle behind suddenly accelerated, and chased after Lin Soul with the earthy BGM.

In the driver's seat of this car.

The headless ghost fire knight kept twisting the handlebars very arrogantly, and while driving in a serpentine way, he gestured his middle finger towards Lin Soul.

"Forehead ......".

Watching this headless horseman who goes hand in hand with himself and constantly provokes himself, the Ghost Fire Boy has transformed.

The corners of Lin Soul's eyes twitched.

At this time, the mobile phone on the mobile phone shelf suddenly jumped out of a line of text.

[Random Mission, Activated!].

[Drag Racing].

[Mission Description: He is the most beautiful boy on this road, he is the fastest driver on this road, whenever the music sounds, he will drive to come, he is electricity, he is light, he is the only myth, what you have to do is to win on this road over the "Him" who died in a car accident on this road. 】

[Reward: 1 year of life.] 】

[Mission failure: The loser will die in a car accident.] 】

"Drag racing, let's go!".

Looking at the task prompt on his phone, Lin Soul took a deep breath and twisted the accelerator violently.

The seated steel beast let out a wild roar.

The thick exhaust spewed out a string of flames.

Squeak!

The rapidly spinning tires left a scorching black mark on the ground.

The heavy locomotive passed out quickly.

"Phoenix Dance for Nine Days!Music Factory!Dance Ceremony!".

The brainwashing music didn't go far and began to approach again.

Colorful lights appear in the view.

This headless horseman transformed from a ghost fire boy gradually approached the forest soul.

The heavy resentment continued to entangle towards the forest soul as he approached.

Cold, scorching.

The two contradictory touches acted on Lin Soul's body along with the entanglement of resentment.

At the same time, a series of pictures appeared in Lin Soul's eyes.

A teenager on a modified colorful scooter rides wildly on the road.

With excitement on his face, he felt as if he had become the king of the road.

But the king was a little too carried away.

Completely unaware that a large tractor was steering on the opposite side of the road.

As a result, he crashed headfirst into the tractor.

The violent collision directly shattered his head, which was not wearing a helmet, into slag.

The headless body continued to be carried by the car and hit the junction of the tractor.

The crushed oil pipe spewed out a large amount of gasoline, ignited by the sparks of the downturned pedal motorcycle.

The ghost fire boy who directly turned the king into a "deceased" completed the cremation.

The pain of dying in the head and burning himself in the fire made the resentment in the young man's heart skyrocket.

Eventually, he rode his beloved ghostfire scooter back to this world from hell again.

He will continue to dominate this path.

Anyone slower than Him will die!

Anyone who is faster than Him, He will make him worse than dead!