Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
The night breeze blew through the gap in the windows. Han Fei got onto the bus like a burglar. However, after he sensed the atmosphere in the car, he looked through his pocket to look for a dollar. He thought everyone should follow the law. Even for a hearse, he had to pay the fare.
“I don’t think I have any money. Sorry for disturbing you.” The boy was drawing closer. Han Fei couldn’t leave from the front door, so he rushed to the back door. He was about to run when an auntie who sat beside the door suddenly stood up, “Since you’re already on the bus, why don’t you come with us? It’s not safe considering how dark it is outside.”
The auntie was casually-dressed. She had a red scarf that covered most of her face. She took out paper money from her pocket and stuffed it into the bus fare-collection box. Then, she laughed.
“Paper money?”
Han Fei didn’t dare to stay, but the backdoor slammed shut. Resentment pooled at the front door. The boy’s body was stuck at the door!
The rampaging boy didn’t dare to get on the bus. The curse over his body leaked out black blood. He was fighting some invisible entity inside the bus. “The boy didn’t dare to get on the bus, but I had voluntarily run in here?”
Han Fei didn’t know he should be happy or sad. He glanced at the auntie who helped him. The auntie had her head lowered. Her eyes under the scarf studied Han Fei. ‘She is not looking at me like a human, but clothes on sale at the mall.’
The boy blocked the front door, and the backdoor was closed. If Han Fei wanted to leave, he had to jump out the window. His initial plan was to delay the boy, but it seemed like he had inadvertently entrapped himself too.
The bus’ PA system was broadcasted. This felt so familiar yet unfamiliar. Han Fei seemed to have taken similar vehicles before. After the bus started to move, both the boy and Han Fei reacted.
The boy screamed shrilly. A bloody hole appeared on the boy’s face. A shrunken face was hidden under the brunt skin. The black mist around him swirled. It broke through some kind of barrier
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