The strongest BOSS of mysterious recovery

Chapter 253 The bus stop!
sea ​​city.

04:30 in the afternoon.

A slightly weird-looking bus unexpectedly appeared out of thin air on a road in the suburbs of Dahai City, and then drove into Dahai City at a speed of about fifty yards per hour.

"The right time to get off the bus has come. This is Dahai City in the real world. Our company sent me to Dahai City on a business trip before. If the bus stops here, there is a high probability that we won't be targeted by those weird things when we get off the bus. !"

In the carriage, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes who looked like a company executive said.

"Really? Great."

"It's horrible, I swear I'll never take a bus again!"

"........."

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, and looking at the bustling modern city outside the car window, most of the people in the car showed expressions of happiness, excitement, longing, and even smirks.

The ghost knows what they experienced after getting on this supernatural bus. It was a test of life and death, hovering between death and despair.

As ordinary people, they have no resistance when facing supernatural events, so they can only resign themselves to their fate, silently praying in their hearts that the ghosts will not stare at them.

This less than a day's experience is enough for the ordinary people who are still alive in the car to remember it for a lifetime, and it may also be a scene in their nightmares after he falls asleep.

now.

If everyone didn't know that there are still many real ghosts sitting in the bus, as well as some extremely weird "people", ordinary people like them who survived might have jumped up and roared, and used this to vent their inner feelings repressed.

Almost all the surviving ordinary people seemed to have been injected with fresh blood, and their bewildered and gloomy faces regained their vitality.

This was especially true for the girls in the carriage who seemed to be no more than 21 or [-] years old. The youthful vigor immediately filled the workshop.

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"You guys are pretty lucky. It takes less than a day to get on the bus and you can return to the real world. This supernatural bus will not drive into a modern city for no reason, but as long as it does, it means that it will stop in this city." Stop, you can get off soon."

A thin old man in the back seat of the old bus said.

It was an old man who looked about 80 or [-] years old. His voice was very hoarse and deep, and his appearance looked a little scary. His already thin face had sunken eye sockets, and his eyes were pale. Incomparable people.

"Old Zhao, what do you mean, don't you plan to get off at Dahai City?" The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes who looked like an executive of a company heard the words, turned around and asked the old man in a low voice .

While speaking, Wei Feng glanced slightly at the old man's pale eyes, but quickly averted his gaze, showing an unnatural expression on his face.

Although he had already prepared himself, Wei Feng would always have a very strange feeling every time he saw the eyes of the old man, as if what he saw were not human eyes, but the eyes of a ghost, and there would always be a feeling in his heart. Inexplicable fear.

But Wei Feng knew that the old man in the back row was probably not a bad person, because ordinary people like them didn't know the information about the supernatural bus after getting on the bus, and it was the old man who told them.

And the bus was turned off once while driving, and everyone on the bus got off together with Li Gui, and Wei Feng was being followed by a Li Gui at that time, and the old man saved him at the critical moment. he.

He didn't know the old man's name, he only knew that his surname was Zhao, so Wei Feng took advantage of the opportunity to call him Mr. Zhao.

"I'm different from you. I got into the car on my own initiative, and I won't get out of the car in a short time." Old General Zhao turned his head to the window and said slowly.

"Why?" Wei Feng was a little puzzled, he didn't understand why Mr. Zhao chose to stay on the bus even though he knew there was a ghost in the bus.

Not only Mr. Zhao, but also some other people seemed unwilling to get off the bus and wanted to stay on this supernatural bus.

As the business manager of a branch of a listed company, Wei Feng's IQ is definitely not low, and to a certain extent, he observes more carefully than other ordinary people.

Except for the driver's seat, this supernatural bus has 35 seats, and it is already full.

Then there are 14 seats in addition to the 21 ghost passengers displayed on the electronic board, and there are only 9 ordinary people who got on the bus with Wei Feng and survived until now.

That is to say, apart from their 9 ordinary people and 14 ghosts, there are 12 people whose identities are unknown, and 11 other than Mr. Zhao.

Wei Feng was very curious about who the other eleven were.

Except for the 9 ordinary people present, everyone else looked more like a ghost than the other. Even the "Old Zhao" who had communicated with Wei Feng looked like a ghost in appearance.

Time passed by every minute... . . .

As time passed, many people in the carriage, including Wei Feng, noticed that the speed of the ghost bus began to slow down.

"Is the bus stopping?"

The 9 surviving ordinary people in the carriage were all looking forward to it, their eyes glanced at the rear door of the bus, and they were ready to rush down as soon as the bus stopped.

The modern city, the surrounding street lights, and even the occasional passing vehicles all indicate that the so-called time to get off the bus has arrived, and they... can leave the two buses immediately.

Everyone swears in their hearts that as soon as the bus stops, they will get off immediately without any hesitation.

Of course, this is just the thoughts of the nine surviving ordinary people, except Mr. Zhao, who is a ghost master, and other ghost masters.

They were originally on the bus because they were on the verge of reviving the ghosts, so the 12 of them had to stay on the bus.

The bus that other people avoid is the last harbor for ghost drivers who are on the verge of reviving ghosts to continue their lives.

laugh!
Finally, when everyone was looking forward to it, with the sound of brakes, the old bus stopped at a bus stop on the right side of the road.

"Bang~"

The moment the bus stops, the door opens automatically.

"Old Zhao, are you really not going to get out of the car?"

The moment the car door opened, the rest of the survivors all ran towards the car door in a swarm. Only Wei Feng seemed not in a hurry, but continued to question the old man sitting in the back seat of the bus.

"Get off, I'm different from you. For those of us, staying in the car will be safer." Mr. Zhao said, with an inexplicable sense of loneliness in his words.

Not only him, but several people in the carriage also showed inexplicable expressions on their faces, and a trace of sadness appeared on their feet.

"Then take care." Seeing that everyone else had almost left, Wei Feng didn't say anything more, and quickly got out of the car after saying hello.

Step, step!

As soon as Wei Feng and the others left, two terrifying figures stood up from their seats in the carriage, and then walked towards the back door of the supernatural bus with dull and stiff steps.

"A ghost is about to get out of the car!"

In the carriage, the 12 ghost masters including Mr. Zhao all twitched their eyelids, and all looked at the two figures.

"Huh~ It's that ghost that came up from "Dajing City"!" Elder Zhao froze for a moment when he saw the two terrifying figures clearly, and clearly recognized the identity of one of the ghosts.

It was a female ghost wearing a red cheongsam, the style of the cheongsam was a bit old, not modern, but the style of the Republic of China.

The appearance of the female ghost was very terrifying. Almost all of her upper body was split open, and her flesh was turned outward. The internal organs and ribs could be clearly seen inside. The scene was extremely bloody and terrifying, giving people a creepy feeling.

Mr. Zhao remembered very clearly that the female ghost in the red cheongsam got on the bus not long ago, and the place where he got on the bus was very similar to Dajing City, but the environment was extremely strange.

In addition to the female ghost wearing a red cheongsam, another figure was equally terrifying.

It was a man who looked about 27 or [-] years old. His bare skin was pale and wet, like a corpse that had just been salvaged from the river.

Tap, tap, tap... . . .

Under the watchful eyes of many ghost drivers in the carriage, the male corpse and the female ghost walked towards the back door of the supernatural bus one after the other.

Among them, the male corpse walked in front, and every step he took would leave footprints formed by a puddle of muddy water stains in place, and he got off the bus not long after.

Then just when the female ghost was about to get out of the car, a dramatic scene appeared.

With a "bang", the back door of the supernatural bus closed immediately, locking the female ghost who was about to get off in the car.

"Fuck, what's the situation, why did the door of the supernatural bus close before the Li Gui who arrived at the station wanted to get off?"

Seeing this scene, someone inside the supernatural bus couldn't help but swear.

The one who spoke was a man sitting in the aisle in the middle of the bus, probably in his 20s.

His appearance is also weird, but the overall condition looks slightly better than Mr. Zhao in the back seat, but the condition is limited, and he also exudes a cold aura.

For those ghost drivers who need to stay on the supernatural bus, it is natural that the fewer ghosts in the car, the safer they will be.

But the current situation is that there are more ghosts than there are ghost masters in the carriage. If the bus is turned off or something, the danger they will bear will be even higher.

"Okay, don't complain. I think it's pretty good to get a ghost at this stop. After all, this is not a place of supernatural beings. The chances of ghosts getting off here are not high."

Sitting behind the young ghost master's seat is a man who also looks to be in his 20s. He is also a ghost master, but his condition seems to be worse than that of Zhao Laodu, and his facial muscles are already rigid. .

"By the way, Dahai City is Ye Zhen's territory, right? He's so famous, I don't know if the ghost that got off the car just now can cause him some trouble."

At this time, another male voice sounded in the carriage, obviously another ghost master spoke again.

"Heh~ If you have time to think about this, why not think about yourself, no matter whether that ghost can cause trouble for Ye Zhen, at least he is living a better life than you now."

As soon as the man said before, a woman spoke ironically, apparently at odds with the ghost master who spoke before.

"Ouyangqian, are you sincerely trying to make things difficult for me? I admit that I did something wrong in the previous thing, but you don't have to hold on to it all the time. If we switch, I'm afraid you It will be the same as my choice."

The male voice from before sounded again, and there was a sense in his words that he wanted to settle his suspicions with the female ghost driver.

But the woman obviously didn't buy it, and continued to say coldly: "There are so many people in the car, but you are the one who cheated me, obviously you are pinching me for a soft persimmon, right?"

The woman's name is Zhang Jing, and she is a ghost master who controls two fierce ghosts.

The first time I got on this supernatural bus, I was tricked by Xu Jianhua once, and almost died in the hands of Li Gui. Later, Zhang Jing also fought with Xu Jianhua, but he couldn't kill him. After that, other people on the bus dissuaded him The desperate struggle was temporarily stopped.

However, since that incident, the two have never dealt with each other. If there is a chance, they will definitely choose to kill each other without hesitation!

"........."

While a few people on the bus were talking, the supernatural bus started up again, driving forward at a speed of more than 50 yards, and the female ghost who failed to get off also sat back in the seat she had been sitting in before.

the other side.

Wei Feng, who had just got off the supernatural bus, suddenly found a large group of passengers waiting for the bus in front of the boarding door.

"Aren't these people afraid of death?" Wei Feng frowned, and said loudly, "This bus is haunted, everyone, don't get on it, you will die..."

However, just as Wei Feng finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, because at this moment he suddenly discovered that the bus that stopped at the station was not the one he got off by himself.

Moreover, there were already many passengers on the bus, and the person sitting in the last row was not the old Mr. Zhao he knew, and the passengers in the compartment looked extremely strange, obviously not Li Gui, who had just taken the supernatural bus with him, and Some weird people.

The bus next to Wei Feng was similar in shape to the supernatural bus he was riding on before, but the style was not the same.

In other words, at some point, that weird bus has disappeared!
What Wei Feng didn't know was that a drenched figure was walking towards his position.

But the strange thing is that neither Wei Feng himself nor the other people around seem to be able to see this terrifying figure.

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at the same time.

Dajing City.

Zijinwan high-end community.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"...

In the underground safe house of the high-end villa belonging to Ye Chen, there were continuous dull knocking sounds, as if someone was forging iron inside, or as if they were constantly punching.

This movement has been going on for a long time.

now.

Su Mubai was standing in front of a special table in the safe house, with his left hand holding a stick that was nearly two meters long and as thick as a baby's arm, while his right hand kept punching the stick.

I don't know what material the stick is made of, but it looks very strong, and there is a circle of black "lines" on the surface of the stick. Su Mubai's fist just hit these "lines", as if to smash those The "threads" are all smashed into the stick.

"Bang! Bang!"

Every time Su Mubai tapped, there would be a sound similar to metal collision, and part of the "thread" covering the stick would be smashed in.

"The first step is about to succeed!"

As time went by, Su Mubai saw that the circle of "thread" covering the stick became less and less, and he had successfully smashed the rest into the stick.

The original color of the stick was silver-white, but as more and more black "threads" were hammered in by Su Mubai, the color of the stick gradually changed from silver-white at the beginning to black.

"As long as this first step is successfully completed, the remaining steps will be much simpler."

Obviously, at this moment, Su Mubai is trying to build a weapon, a supernatural weapon that belongs to him alone!
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(End of this chapter)