Chapter 250 The Beauty Seller "Twenty"

Style: Science Author: Mo Si BaiWords: 2232Update Time: 24/01/12 02:11:46
"Hey...why does this place look so spooky?" No. 13 rubbed his arms and stretched his neck to look.

"Where is this station?" No. 18 scratched his head and walked to the cinema, "I'll go ask."

The ticket gate of the cinema was a window with half-broken glass. No. 18 knocked on it and asked politely.

"Hello, we are here to take a bus. Where is the station?"

"Where are you going?" An old voice that could not be identified as male or female came from the dark window.

On the 18th, he thought to himself that the person sitting in the dark must be very old, and maybe even scum would fall off his body when he spoke.

"We have to leave Jade Town." No. 18 kept the copy's request in mind and answered.

"Leave Jade Town?..." The voice laughed "Jie Jie" twice.

"No cars here can leave Yushi Town. The cars leaving Jade Town are in the south."

Gan!

No. 18 made a curse word, they chose the wrong place.

Now I can only take a taxi back.

He thanked him, left the window, and walked towards No. 13 standing on the street.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly saw No. 13 jumping up suddenly and gesticulating something to him.

No. 18 scratched his head, wondering what this new teammate was crazy about. He quickened his pace and wanted to go over and ask.

As a result, No. 13 didn't even wait for him to pass by. He pulled a car on the street and got in. The car left quickly.

No. 18 froze in place.

What does it mean?

You said you wanted to be a teammate a second ago, and now you're running away?

He felt something was wrong and subconsciously looked back.

Behind him were seven or eight ghosts with weird postures and twisted shapes, silently surrounding No. 18.

No. 18 showed a horrified expression, and then touched the brooch on his chest.

As a result, before the props were taken out, No. 18 was surrounded by more and more undead pouring out, leaving only one hand hanging out.

After struggling for a few times, he hung down silently.

"Master, drive faster."

No. 13 was sitting in the car and turned around frequently. I don’t know what happened just now, but suddenly many ghosts with miserable deaths appeared behind No. 18.

Although I know that leaving like this is not righteous, but if I don't be righteous in the face of life and death, I won't be righteous either.

No. 13 was so frightened that he pulled into a car without thinking much. The driver asked him where he was going, and he said it was fine.

Just get out of here.

As the car drove further and further into the distance, No. 13 realized something was wrong.

"Master, where are we going?"

The driver stopped the car and said, "We're here."

No. 13's intuition was wrong. He looked at the desolate scenery outside the window and was afraid to get out of the car. "Where is this?"

The driver looked at him in the rearview mirror and grinned suspiciously, "This is the mass grave on the east side."

No. 13 is already ready to curse. When did he say he was coming to the mass grave!

"Master, I'll give you more money and we'll go to another station." No. 13 looked at the fog starting to form outside and felt something was wrong. He shouted to the driver without looking back.

No one responded to him. No. 13 took out a cross from his arms with trembling hands and slowly turned back.

No.

Nothing at all.

The driver was gone and he was now the only one in the car.

If he wanted to leave here, he had to drive himself.

In order to avoid accidents, this kind of car has half a piece of glass separating the front and rear rows, so you cannot climb over directly from the back row.

If you want to drive, you have to get off the bus on the 13th.

After spending a long time mentally building up for myself, No. 13 took a deep breath and opened the car door.

By this time the fog was so thick that it reached my calves, and I couldn't see clearly what was on the ground.

No. 13 comforted himself, so that if there were any corpses, he wouldn't be able to see them.

He quickly closed the car door and opened the front seat door. Just as he was about to get in, he felt something pulling at his feet in the fog.

He was heartbroken and threw down the cross in his hand.

"ah"!

A scream that pierced the eardrums came, and the strength at the ankle disappeared. No. 13 took a sharp breath and kicked his feet.

He had just stepped into the car with his right foot. Before he could sit down, he was pulled back heavily by a sudden force and fell to the ground.

No. 13 let out a cry of pain and looked up at the figures slowly surrounding him.

Those hands...

No. 13 opened his eyes wide, he saw it in the live broadcast room!

These are the guests who come to the live broadcast room to buy jade!

Cheng Miao and others bought tickets and found a seat to sit down. She took out Qi Jiajia from her bag. The little girl was now a small white ball of hair and looked fierce.

Xiao Xiaolin jumped on Cheng Miao's lap and looked at Xiao Tuanzi. He fumbled around in his small bag and took out a prop.

It's a little plastic comb.

"Ah... why is this happening? I want to get some food." Xiao Xiaolin looked at the pink comb in his hand and wailed.

Cheng Miao smiled, took the comb from Xiao Xiaolin's hand, and combed Qi Jiajia's head twice.

"What you get out of your little bag depends on luck, so don't be unhappy."

Qi Jiajia turned into a cat for the first time, and everything was new. She jumped around and even hit Lin Zhu several times.

Lin Zhu:...I also want to touch the little kitten...

"The tickets have been checked. The tickets have been checked. Everyone, show your tickets and ID cards."

The car had started, and the ticket collector stood up and shouted something through his small loudspeaker.

No. 8's face instantly became ugly.

ID card?

What ID card.

He looked left and right and saw all the players taking out their ID cards, and instantly understood what he had missed.

His expression instantly distorted, and he glared at Cheng Miao fiercely, looking very ferocious.

"You're cheating on me!"

Cheng Miao rolled his eyes and rubbed Bai Tuanzi's head, "Are you sick?"

"Didn't you leave first by yourself? You also said bad things about Miss Cheng. Now you still have the nerve to say that Miss Cheng is cheating on you."

Wang Jiaojiao has improved her thinking in the car and is now more open-minded and tougher.

She saw Cheng Miao's care and help for the players.

Apart from anything else, without Cheng Miao's reminder, he might not have been able to get out of the car.

So now that No. 8 is biting people like this, she is the first one not to agree.

Ning Shao sat quietly next to Wang Jiaojiao, always feeling that the little girl and the white dumpling were similar.

The milk is fierce. The milk is fierce.

Hmm...but Bai Tuanzi is the real murderer.

No. 8 was choked by Wang Jiaojiao, and then looked at the other players with unkind expressions.

Now all the players here got on the bus thanks to Cheng Miao, and no one will stand on his side.

No. 8 gritted his teeth and looked back at Cheng Miao.

"Why didn't you remind me if you knew I needed an ID?"

Cheng Miao looked up and down at No. 8, who was already a little crazy. "You are rushing to die on your own. How can I remind you?"

Cheng Miao leaned forward slightly, "Also, you may have misunderstood. I am not stingy about sharing clues, but I do not help rubbish."