Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 476 Horror Murder Comics ([-])

When the content of chapter No.12 of "Killer Comics" was officially announced, Qiao Wei, who was sitting on the roof of the building blowing, turned into a gust of wind and fell lightly to the ground.

The moment the toes touched the ground, the white embroidered shoes turned into nude shoes, and the gorgeous ancient costume also turned into a light blue dress. The loose bun spread out, like a piece of fine black satin fluttering in the wind .

As the pitcher threw his feet, a red light flashed, and a silver bracelet with two small bells appeared out of nowhere, and wrapped around her slender wrist.

"Jingle jingle—"

Bells rang in the wind.

"There's another job coming."

Qiao Wei moved her wrist and smiled slightly, with a violent light in her eyes.

She is very satisfied with the character design of the original master Yanling.

Public opinion can indeed kill.

……

On the bus platform.

In the black, the last train is slowly approaching.

The working woman in a suit stepped on the bus, swiped the bus card, and looked around the compartment.

At 10:30 in the middle of the night, the last train was empty, except for the driver in the driver's seat, there were no passengers.

She picked a seat near the back and the window and sat down.

Too quiet.

Sleepiness is the easiest to breed in quiet nights.

Unknowingly, her eyelids drooped uncontrollably.

The bus staggered on the bumpy road, and the flickering street lamps outside the window cast a series of changing lights and shadows on her collagen-depleting face.

The tire rolled over a ravine, and a sudden brake came on. Her body leaned forward due to inertia, and she was awakened by this abnormal movement.

When I looked up, I found that the car was full of people.

She was a little surprised.

When did these people get in the car?

It's so late at night, where are there so many people?
Dim street lights made the faces of the passengers sallow and haggard.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman with a big arm and a round waist got into the car, passed through many figures, and walked towards this side with a clear attitude.

When she was unprepared, a loud slap slapped her cheek.

Everyone's attention was attracted.

"You..." She covered her face, stared, stood up, and was about to fight back when the middle-aged woman shouted at the top of her voice.

"Let's comment! This shameless third party, vixen! Seduced my husband, calculated my money, and intentionally led my son to harm!"

A stack of photos was taken on her face.

She took it down and took a look, and found that the heroine in the photo was herself.

As for the man in the photo, she was sure she didn't recognize him at all.

She just felt baffled. At first, she thought that the other party had admitted to the wrong person, but now it seems that the other party deliberately came to harm her in a premeditated manner.

Just, who is this person?What is the purpose?
She knows nothing.

Without allowing her to distinguish, the surrounding discussions covered all her auditory nerves.

"She doesn't look very good, so she can be a mistress?"

"Wow, look at this picture, the meat on her stomach can be piled up into three swimming rings, okay?"

"That's why the vixen's focus is on anger, and it doesn't have to be based on face."

"Agreed, this woman has no face at all, of course she has no face for others to see."

"Look at her well-dressed clothes, how can she be such a disgusting person?"

She tried her best to explain clearly, "No, no, this photo belongs to P, and the person here is not me! I don't recognize this woman at all, let alone the man in the photo!"

No one believed her words.

Everyone only believes their ears.

Three become tigers.

The more people tell lies, the false will become true.

"Look, shameless little San'er."

"My old lady hates this kind of coquettish \/waves\/cheesy, relying on her own body to destroy other people's families."

"I wish her husband would also be taken away by the vixen."

During the dispute, a headlight hit the glass window, and she subconsciously turned her head, only to see a small car passing by quickly outside the window.

She couldn't be more familiar with the person sitting in the driver's seat.

And the woman sitting in the passenger seat...

She only felt that her whole body was congested with blood.

Isn't that woman his husband's ex?

"Stop, stop!" She rushed to the car door and slammed on the door desperately, "Driver, stop!"

"You can't stop until you arrive at the station."

From the driver's seat, a word came lightly.

The driver's voice was clear and sweet, sounding like a young girl.

However, the woman in the workplace who broke through her husband's stealth was so frightened and angry that she no longer cared about these details.

She rushed to the front and hit the front door with her handbag, "Driver, stop! My husband! My husband is right outside!"

"I said, the car can't stop if it hasn't entered the station."

She heard the driver master chuckle slightly.

Turning around, I saw a very beautiful girl sitting in the driver's seat, or rather - a young girl.

The female driver was wearing a light blue dress and a silver bell bracelet was tied on her right wrist. When the handbrake was pulled to adjust the gear, the bells collided mischievously, making a crisp "jingling" sound.

She could only stand at the door and stare out the window.

Her husband put one arm around his ex-girlfriend, put one hand on the steering wheel, kicked the accelerator, and left the bus far behind.

"The one driving the car outside is not her husband, is it?"

"If I'm not mistaken, that person is holding a woman with heavy makeup in his arms. What kind of bloody plot is this?"

"Three people, people must be three. It's really retribution."

She seemed to think of something, rushed to the back of the car, grabbed the middle-aged woman's hand, and asked angrily: "I see, you were sent by that woman to mess with me, right? She stole my husband! Slander me! How can you be so cheap?"

"Bah! Vixen! Don't think that you can get away with changing the subject!" The middle-aged woman was also very angry, and the two women quickly scuffled together.

Soon, some radical outsiders also joined the battle.

"Kill the vixen!"

"Catch Hua Xiaosan's face!"

"Kick her down!"

She desperately cried for help, but no one stopped the vicious beating.

The driver continued to drive her car without any response.

The onlookers, on the other hand, commented on her indifferently, sparing no effort to speak ill of her.

An hour later, the fighting temporarily came to an end.

She was given the title of "Fox Fairy" and was covered in scars, but belatedly discovered...

It's been so long, why hasn't the car pulled into the station yet?
No, everything is abnormal.

It's so abnormal!

She suddenly got up from the ground and looked at the driver vigilantly, "Who are you? I have taken the last bus for so long, and I have never seen you before. You are not a bus driver!"

"I never said I was."

The female driver hummed a light tune, with a weird smile on her face, and drove the car to a deeper and darker place.

"Have you ever heard of... 'cocooning'?"

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The murder of the spirit of words is to fabricate hallucinations through verbal curses, the old driver Qiao himself can't drive (serious face), trust me, babies, trust me!

(End of this chapter)