I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Working during the day and resting at night is the routine of most human beings, but there are some people who reverse this routine either because of the nature of their work or because of the high remuneration.

Bill belongs to the latter type of person. He is a driver. There is no other meaning, just the original meaning. He owns a pickup truck with a load capacity of more than 10 tons and travels to various towns on the Po River plain. He is also commonly known as a transporter. .

In developed countries like Italy, labor costs are very high. In a hard-working industry like transportation, even if it is not overloaded, does not contain private goods, and does not work day and night, you can still make huge profits from just one order, which is worthy of the name. middle class.

The main reason why he worked overtime and traveled late this time was because he was getting married soon. He wants to take his new wife to travel around the world and have fun for half a year after his marriage, so he needs to prepare more savings in advance, and the price of expedited shipping is often three times or even higher than normal shipping.

"After running this one order and running two more orders, it's almost enough."

Listening to his favorite Beatles music, Bill was thinking happily while paying attention to the road conditions ahead.

"I can earn enough money to travel for a year in one month. I really admire myself. Who said we Italians are unreliable because we are free and unreliable? We are absolutely reliable at critical moments!"

It’s easy to get tired when driving at night, so experienced drivers will have a way to cheer themselves up and concentrate. As a well-known practitioner in this industry, Bill is naturally no exception.

After a few amusing complaints, Bill felt that he was much better. At least he did not need to stop and rest for a short period of time to relieve fatigue.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly blurred, as if a black shadow appeared at the end of his field of vision, and it looked like a person.

Bill suddenly became excited. Because of their large mass, the braking distance of large trucks is much longer than that of cars. Therefore, when driving large trucks, drivers need to pay special attention to various conditions ahead and respond in time.

Although he was not sure whether he was dazzled, Bill still decided to brake in time. If you mistake it and it's not a person, just waste a little time and just come down and rest for a while. If it's a human, ask if you need help. Those of them who go out for transportation will help people who encounter difficulties on the road. If they encounter difficulties one day, they also hope that people passing by will also help.

The sound of the wide and thick tires rubbing against the ground sounded particularly permeable at night. The nozzles next to the brake pads sprayed streams of water to cool the brake pads, and also brought up a fine mist of water.

Bill, who has been driving for more than five years, estimated the braking distance very accurately. The truck stopped right next to the black shadow.

Bill rolled down the car window and was about to shout twice, but suddenly he found an extra person next to the open window. No, it was a skull mask.

"Ahhhhhhhh-" Bill exclaimed loudly.

"Shut up!" A shout suddenly came from behind the mask, the voice was hoarse and dry, adding a bit of terror to the already weird atmosphere.

"Yes, yes, I shut up."

The confused Bill didn't realize that the other person was speaking English, so he still responded in Italian.

"Um, do you need anything? Do you want money or--"

Although Bill has never encountered such a thing before, Bill has heard from seniors in the industry that occasionally he will encounter some gangsters who rob and block the road during long-distance transportation. At this time, as long as he obeys and pays, the other party will usually not Let you go.

The will-o'-the-wisps in the mask's eyes lit up, making Bill feel even more uneasy.

"Is there water?"

"What?" Bill thought he heard wrongly.

"Is there water? Coffee would be best."

"Yes, yes."

When running at night, there is no need to make logistical arrangements. Bill’s backpack contains all kinds of food and drinks. When the masked man said this, he immediately took out two cans of coffee and a sausage.

The masked man reached out to take the coffee and sausage, and threw in a 20-yuan note. Without waiting for Bill to say anything, he disappeared into thin air.

Bill grabbed the banknotes that fell on the dashboard and stared at the car window in a daze.

"Uh, it seems to be pounds, isn't it a robber?"

The early spring night breeze blew by, and the coolness it brought dispelled Bill's trance.

"No, I'm driving a truck, and the height of the window is more than two meters from the ground. How did this person-"

The more I think about it, the weirder it gets, and the more I think about it, the weirder it gets.

"——Did I really encounter some supernatural event? But, would an evil spirit ask a human for coffee and sausage? And pay for it?"

Bill, who was confused, didn't know that if he raised his head at this time, he would be able to see the legendary angel. He didn't even know that if he raised his head, he might not be able to see the sun tomorrow, let alone return to his hometown to get married.

It was a false alarm and he made some extra money. Should we say that a good person is rewarded?

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A few miles west of the road where Bill was, the "evil spirit" in Bill's mouth swallowed the sausage in several mouthfuls, and drank two sips of coffee. He tossed it casually, and the aluminum can made a huge parabola high and hit the side. A wandering white beast.

The beast let out a whimper and ran away as fast as he could.

Patting his chest, the "evil spirit" that ate human food exhaled a breath of hot breath and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Save--"

Before he could finish the last word "Le", "Evil Spirit"'s body tensed up within a few minutes of relaxing.

The next second, there was a huge sound of breaking wind behind him, like the scream of a cannon, or the wave of disgust when a heavy object landed.

"Evil Spirit" turned around in a hurry and raised a black and gold shield.

As soon as the shield appeared, a terrifying air wave swept over, and the explosive air flow far beyond the meteorological level directly knocked the "evil spirit" away.

A white figure that was completely opposite to the "evil spirit" passed through the gap between the air waves and slammed into the "evil spirit" with a powerful posture that was completely inconsistent with the image, as if it was about to completely evolve.

The "evil spirit" put his hands against the shield, and the magic power mixed with the solemn Buddha's light suddenly burst out. Not only did it dissipate the strong energy that kept pushing him back, but it also pushed the shield, which had withstood countless attacks and remained unscathed, to counterattack and pursue. The "angel" of the "evil spirit".

The divine thunder exploded, and golden thunder erupted from the tail of the golden magic weapon, spreading to the tip. With more power than throwing a shield, it fell from the sky and attacked the shield from the air and land.

At the same time, the "evil spirit" raised a long-handled scythe from somewhere, turning it into a flash of light that was difficult to reach with the naked eye.

Having enough food and drink is not only suitable for thinking and craving, but also suitable for fighting!