Man in Marvel, Host of Venom

Chapter 7, Sudden Accident
After breakfast, Old York took Chen Lin'an to drive a van to buy goods.

Although Old York is older, he is still very talkative. He chatted with Chen Linan who was driving along the way and told stories about his experiences and stories when he was young.

Although Chen Lin'an really wanted to say that for the sake of safety, please don't chat with the driver, so as to annoy Old York, after all, he always talks about driving safely and not being overweight.

But thinking about the force with which Old York's palm slapped his head, he decided to give full play to the traditional Chinese virtue of respecting the elderly and loving the young, and stopped talking.
The van drove smoothly on the road like this. Chen Lin'an and Old York kept chatting, but they didn't notice that there were fewer and fewer vehicles on the road.

It wasn't until they were the only car left on the road that Chen Lin'an felt that something was fishy.

At this time, the van was about to pass through an intersection, when Chen Lin'an felt strange, he suddenly heard a hoarse and rough voice in his mind.

"There's danger! Run!"

Within two seconds, a large truck suddenly jumped out of the intersection and hit the van directly from the side.

The van rolled over instantly when it was hit by this huge thing, like a drink bottle kicked off the side of the road, and it didn't stop until it crashed into the window of a shop on the side of the street.

"Buzz!"

The ear-piercing buzzing sound filled Chen Lin'an's head. At this moment, he didn't know how many bones in his body were broken. The steering wheel and the twisted seat squeezed his chest, and his mouth kept gushing blood.

"Cough cough!"

The uncontrollable surge of sweet blood made Chen Linan cough. The wound on his head that was scratched by the broken glass also shed a lot of blood at the moment, directly staining his left eye blood red.

He wanted to wipe it with his hand, but found that his arm had been broken into several pieces and he could not move at all.

Panting with all his strength, he turned his head and looked to the side, wanting to see the situation of Old York, but the sight he could see directly overwhelmed his reason.

A broken piece of window wood stretched out from the broken windshield and went straight through Old York's chest.

Blood continued to flow from the wound, already staining the co-pilot's seat red, and his arms were twisted out of shape, hanging limply on his legs.

Old York's eyes looked at Chen Lin'an, full of tender love and worry. His vitality was flowing out, and his eyelids couldn't help but droop.

His lips trembled and opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something, but the blood and internal organs gushing out prevented him from making a clear sound, and he could only make mouth movements.

"Alive"

Gradually, his lips stopped trembling, his eyes began to wander, and his vitality completely disappeared with the last word.

Looking at Old York who had stopped breathing, Chen Linan called out unbearably and tried to wake him up, but his mouth was also full of blood, and in the end all he came out was a weak whimper.

Slowly, he calmed down, his eyes filled with the calmness of facing death.

He was originally a lonely soul who died a long time ago, and he was lucky enough to have a happy life in the past few years.

Now that his life was broken, he didn't have much motivation to continue living, so let's just die like this, at least he could be a companion with Old York, and walk through the journey of death together.

When Chen Lin'an made the decision to face death calmly, the hoarse voice that had just appeared in his mind sounded again.

"Damn! Did you just give up like this! I can let you live! As long as you accept me!"

Hearing these words that were like a devil's deal, Chen Lin'an also responded tiredly in his mind: "No, I have no intention of living anymore, so be it."

"I hope he can wait for me and not go too fast."

The voice in his mind fell silent after hearing this reply. Just when Chen Lin'an thought it had given up, the voice sounded again.

"Even if the murderer of you is still at large, you have no intention of living, right?" The hoarse voice no longer had the urgency it had just now.

"What did you say?! This was not an accident!" Chen Linan opened his eyes suddenly and roared in his mind in disbelief.

The voice also sneered after hearing this: "Hehehe, of course not. You are not so naive as to think that your luck is so bad and you just happened to encounter such a car accident."

"The truck driver who hit you has already run away. He didn't feel any surprise at all, and there are fewer and fewer cars on the road. Didn't you also notice that?"

Chen Lin'an's eyes widened when he heard the words, and the blood pooled in his left eye socket flowed down his cheeks, as if he had left blood and tears.

The voice's words made his blood-soaked face gradually turn resentful and distorted.

"Who is it! I'm going to let him die! I'm going to kill him! Cough cough cough!" Chen Lin'an growled while gnashing his teeth, coughing up all the blood in his mouth with the agitated emotion.

"I can give you the power of revenge. As long as you accept me, accept my existence, and accept my gifts, as long as we are together, no one can stop us. I will help you tear everyone you want to kill into pieces, Let them regret coming to this world!"

The hoarse voice was seductive, guiding Chen Lin'an's anger and making him accept his own existence.

"Let me live! Give me strength! It doesn't matter if you are a devil or something! I just want those people to die!" Chen Lin'an continued to growl, even though the blood kept gushing from his mouth, he didn't care.

"I heard your request and felt your anger, come on, let's become one!" The hoarse voice responded to Chen Lin'an's call.

Chen Lin'an felt that the organs in his body were itching, and his heart began to beat strongly again, as if the vitality that had just drained from his body was returning to his body.

Before he could continue to feel anything carefully, the exhaustion and heaviness from the inside out forced him to close his eyes.

When he woke up again, he was already lying on the hospital bed on a drip, and the life detector next to him was constantly beeping.

A nurse saw him waking up from outside the door, and within a few minutes, a middle-aged doctor in a white coat who looked very knowledgeable opened the door and walked in.

Behind him were several policemen in police uniforms, presumably coming for the car accident.

The middle-aged doctor asked Chen Linan what discomfort he felt while examining him.

After the examination was completed and Chen Lin'an's condition seemed to be relatively stable, the policeman next to the doctor sighed and said, "I'm sorry, kid, by the time we arrived at the scene, your grandfather, Mr. Bain York, had already passed away. Vital signs."

(End of this chapter)