Quick Transmmigration: The Diseased Male Protagonist is Turning Black

Su Jin said that he didn't like others to touch him, so Bai Xueer had no choice but to stay close to Zhang Yaya.

Even though she was reluctant in her heart, Bai Xueer clenched Zhang Yaya's arms very tightly because of fear, and her nails were embedded in the other's flesh.

Zhang Yaya, who was shaking her body into a sieve, also grasped Bai Xueer's arm tightly. With the encouragement of Xia Linyin, the courage that she finally built up seemed to have disappeared because of Su Jinyan's arrival and she had a little support. Still dare not face these things.

Bai Xueer and Zhang Yaya were close to each other like Siamese babies.

Su Jin said to follow behind them calmly.

As soon as the three of them left, Xia Linyin was the only one sitting in the position. She stared at the back of the little girl in front of her head. The big wavy hair that fell down was incredibly silky, revealing a faint lustre. It's like a wig.

The more I watched, the more I felt the little girl felt a strange feeling all over her body. This position was too close to the little girl. After thinking about it, Xia Linyin got up and sat on another row of seats.

Su Jin said that they had already reached the coin box. After Bai Xueer and Zhang Yaya dropped the sweaty coins in their hands into the coin box, they hurriedly walked back.

Su Jinyan's gaze swept across the faces of the long-haired girl, middle-aged woman, old woman and the driver, and then stepped on her long legs and followed Bai Xueer and Zhang Yaya to the back of the carriage.

Nothing happened during this process, it was unexpectedly smooth.

However, when Bai Xueer and Zhang Yaya stepped on the stairs behind the carriage, the little Lolita who was sitting next to the boy suddenly fell in front of them.

"Ah!" A high-decibel scream sounded in the carriage, almost smashing people's eardrums.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Bai Xueer and Zhang Yaya hugged tightly together, screaming non-stop with her eyes closed.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! My baby scared you!" The boy with a flushed face picked up the little Lolita who had fallen on the ground, and sat down again.

The scream stopped abruptly, and only Zhang Yaya's sobbing was left in the air. Bai Xueer opened her eyes and looked at the little Lolita who was sitting motionless.

Exquisite facial features, unchanging sweet smile, smooth and delicate skin made of silicone, this is a very lifelike inflatable doll.

After seeing that Lolita is a simulated inflatable doll, Bai Xueer almost didn't lift it up in one breath. She cursed at the boy: "You are sick! You are carrying an inflatable doll when you go out! Do you know that scary people will scare you? Damn it! Don’t worry if you look disgusting! What you do is disgusting! Why don’t you die!"

"You, how are you scolding people!" The scolded boy couldn't help retorting, but after confronting Bai Xueer's domineering attitude, his voice weakened again, and he whispered, "Myself Just like a neurosis, I am ashamed to talk about others."

"What are you talking about?" Bai Xueer asked with her eyes widened and pointed at the boy.

"Shut up for me! What is the noise! ​​The head is making you loud!" The middle-aged woman turned to her side, put an arm on the back of the chair, and pointed her finger at Bai Xueer. I haven't stopped! Scream! Call your mother!"

Bai Xue'er's angry face was distorted, and when she was about to speak out, she didn't know what she saw, and she covered her mouth in horror.

"Ah, ah, ah..." Zhang Yaya shook her finger and pointed to the seat in the back row of the middle-aged woman, and was almost speechless for a while.

The seat in the back row of the middle-aged woman was the long-haired girl, and Xia Linyin suddenly stood up and looked forward.

"What...what?" The middle-aged woman turned her head slightly, moving her gaze to look at the girl with long hair, making her scalp numb by everyone's reaction.

The long-haired girl hung her head slightly, her neck was cut with a deep cut, blood was gurgling, and the blood that went out without money dyed her white dress red, and a pool of red blood was in it. Spread under her body.

It spread to the feet of middle-aged women wearing flip-flops.

"Ah! Dead! Dead!" the middle-aged woman yelled, bouncing off the chair like her hips on fire.

Su Jinyan walked towards the long-haired girl slowly, and Xia Linyin saw that the palm of his hand flipped, and a baton appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The color of the baton was very uneven, with a dull red on it. The dull red was like blood stains, giving people an extremely unknown feeling.

Su Jinyan used the baton to open the girl's hair and observed: "The throat has been cut, and the incision is very flat. What kind of sharp tool should be used to cut it."

Su Jinyan said that the long-haired girl was still alive when they went to the coin, and now she has become a corpse, apparently killed by a ghost when Bai Xueer and the others quarreled.

Xia Linyin clenched the high heels in her hand, is this the ability of a ghost? Kill a person silently in just ten seconds or even a few seconds!

The appearance of the first deceased person added a sense of shady to the chilly carriage, and an emotion called panic permeated the carriage.

The **** smell that lingered on the tip of the nose was hard to breathe.

The boy tremblingly took the phone out of his pocket, but was horrified to find that the phone had a black screen. No matter how he got it, he couldn't turn on the phone. "What's the matter? How could this be? I was fine when I went out! "

"Which of you has a cell phone! Call the police! Hurry up!" The boy's voice was crying at the end of the call.

Both the boy and the middle-aged woman had panic expressions. The pleated old woman looked at the body of the long-haired girl with muddy eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

After such a big event, the driver still drove the car calmly.

The jacket man in the last row still maintained that handsome posture, motionless.

For this man who hadn't said a word from beginning to end and was calmer than the driver, Su Jin couldn't figure out whether he was a ghost or not, but whether he was a player.

He couldn't tell whether this person was a player or an NPC.

Maybe it was because of the aura, which made him always feel that the other party didn't look like an NPC.

But it's not like a player who will appear in a novice game.

In addition to this man, the old woman and the driver are the most suspicious objects. One of them must be a ghost, and the other is affected by a ghost.

"Old man, it's dead, aren't you afraid?" Su Jinyan asked with the baton in his hand.

"What's so scary about the dead?" The old woman turned her turbid eyes to Su Jinyan, her voice was old and hoarse.