After the global recovery, I traveled through

Hours... it's here?

Is the mission over?

The reason why the passengers smiled at the front was not because they were looking at Han Jianping, but because they were looking forward to the scenic spot!

Han Jianping was relieved and deeply unwilling.

Although he didn't have to be killed for failing the mission this time, he would lose his ability, and all his team members died in the car!

The driver shouted: "We're here, get off the bus!"

The passengers stood up from their seats and squeezed past Zhao Lue, who didn't move.

And Han Jianping had already started to walk down with the crowd. He had no choice. Although Zhao Lue didn't look like a ghost, he was afraid that the ghost would possess Zhao Lue and mislead him. If he made a mistake, it would be worse than failing the mission.

When his feet touched the ground, he shuddered.

[Wu Zhiqi] Although his bloodline was restricted, it now clearly told him that he was about to step on the water, not the ground!

What's going on? !

Behind him, the driver stretched out a hand.

And Zhao Lue flipped out a photo and nodded with a look of "as expected".

Han Jianping dodged sharply and met the driver's ferocious expression.

"How could it be a driver!" Han Jianping yelled.

The Lord God clearly pointed out that it was a passenger!

Unless...

Han Jianping shuddered and thought of a possibility.

Unless, just like his last mission, the real is fake, and the fake is real, this driver is not a real driver.

——

On this day, bus driver Zhang Dan set out from the travel agency. He was going to pick up 18 tourists to the scenic spot.

He saw a flat sports car on the road and thought about buying one for his son in the future.

This thought flashed through his mind and was quickly forgotten. It's too expensive, how can he afford it.

He continued to drive steadily. He has been driving for decades and it is really stable.

It is impossible to go the wrong way.

So when he found that there was something wrong with the road, he was a little panicked.

Maybe some passengers found out, maybe they would blame him for wasting their time... He looked back and saw a man holding a camera and taking pictures of everyone.

Only a passenger sitting behind him noticed something was wrong: "Master, I used to drive around here often. Did you drive the wrong way..."

Suddenly there was a scream.

Zhang Dan's hand slammed on the steering wheel. He didn't know which bone he hit. His hand became extremely numb and his arm began to cramp.

They got off the bus.

Zhang Dan explained to the passenger behind him named Jiang Wu: "I was driving the car. I didn't hit her..."

Jiang Wu nodded and repeated: "So she was driving well, and suddenly she rushed out with a man in her arms, and then she screamed."

"Yes, yes." Zhang Dan nodded, touching his arm that was still aching for some reason, "Everyone saw and heard it. I was so scared that my hand cramped."

The woman raised her head from the ground and shouted: "It was obviously you who suddenly appeared!"

After understanding that the so-called toll station would cost his life, Zhang Dan eagerly but hesitantly stepped forward and asked: "This bus belongs to the company, the driver should not have to pay the toll, right?"

Fortunately, he did not need to pay for the bus, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, with his hand in this state, can he still drive...?

——

The photo in the camera shows the figure of the person driving.

It is not the current driver, but another person, the passenger with cramped arm.

Zhao Lue said: "The driver's arm was injured and he couldn't drive, so he handed it over to another person who knew the road and could drive."

This person is Jiang Wu, the current driver.

The reason why Zhao Lue could figure this out before seeing the photo is because he thought of Wang Xichen.

Wang Xichen also injured his hand while driving after hearing the scream.

The Lord God is right, ghosts can only possess passengers, and it is indeed safe around the driver, but it is a pity that the real driver is not driving.

As for the definition of driver, in the Lord God, not everyone who drives the car is considered a driver, just like Zhao Lue was not considered a passenger because he did not make up the ticket at the beginning. Only the real driver is the driver, and only those who make up the ticket are passengers. The Lord God is very strict on this point.

It is a pity that no one except Zhao Lue discovered it.

Han Jianping was the same. If he could think more, he would find that he also had the Lord's hint - his experience in the last mission was very similar, wasn't it?

Staying next to the wrong person.

The rule that if you come into contact with the ghost, you will be killed is correct. Except for Zhao Lue, they all sat next to the driver, that is, the ghost.

The one closest to the driver was Niu Yazhi. When she died, she wanted to turn her head to look at the driver. She must have felt this.

The second closest to the driver was Xia Yongheng, but he was interrupted by Liu Zi's killing, and then he grabbed someone's neck.

The neck of the person closest to the driver.

This person was originally Jiang Wu. After the identity change, this person naturally became the driver who brought life to everyone.

Xia Yongheng didn't know that he had his way out in his hands.

So the ghost couldn't kill him.

When he let go of the real driver's neck, he was not killed by the ghost, but was killed by the Lord.

Now, the real driver Zhang Dan has stepped out of the car door.

The way out is over.

Han Jianping only had time to shout out half a sentence.

"The ghost is him——"

Then he was kicked out of the car by Zhao Lue.

Han Jianping's shocked and angry expression was reflected in Zhao Lue's eyes.

[Han Jianping succeeded in identifying, but left the bus before the identification, the mission failed, and Wu Zhiqi's ability was deprived. ]

Zhao Lue raised his eyebrows and said, "Run."

He didn't say this to Han Jianping, but to the ghost.

The ghost stared at Zhao Lue, and finally turned around and jumped out of the bus.

When the surrounding scenes changed, Zhao Lue knew he had done the right thing.

Although Han Jianping failed in the mission, he succeeded in identifying.

When the Lord's voice sounded, Zhao Lue felt a strange and somewhat inexplicably familiar force grabbing the ghost.

The Lord was catching the ghost.

After the ghost jumped out of the bus, the Lord suddenly lost his direction. The bus was gone, and the Lord's mission scene was gone. The Lord couldn't catch the ghost outside the rules.

——Only Zhao Lue could. He was the ghost's target, and the ghost would definitely come up.

Zhao Lue let the ghost run, just to let the ghost escape from the Lord's hand, and then he, Zhao Lue, would catch it.

Zhao Lue could feel that the ghost's power weakened a lot after leaving the bus.

Zhao Lue's eyes blurred, and he was already standing on the bus stop before departure.

His cell phone had signal again, and he started to make a call.

Someone patted his shoulder, and he turned around to see Wang Xichen's worried face.

"I've been looking for you for a long time. It's dangerous here. Come with me."

Zhao Lue frowned and took a step forward. At this time, the phone was connected.

He raised the phone to his ear and heard Wang Xichen's voice:

"Where are you? I saw you! Be careful!"

Wang Xichen behind him was still saying: "Zhao Lue, come with me."

The hand on Zhao Lue's shoulder suddenly exerted force, as if to buckle through bones and flesh.

Zhao Lue suddenly grabbed Wang Xichen's wrist behind him, stepped back, and threw him into the air with a force.

The power of the ghost really weakened.

When the ghost roared angrily at Zhao Lue and was about to pounce on him, the sound of wheels rolling on the ground sounded from far to near.

There was a whirring sound on the phone.

"Bang!"

The wind lifted Zhao Lue's hair.

Under the bright sunshine, the Panamera rushed past him in an unstoppable and unstoppable manner.

The car body, which is famous for its round lines, is just as beautiful when it hits the soft human body.

Zhao Lue glanced at the horrible corpse, opened the passenger door, put his knees on the cushion, and twisted Wang Xichen's dazed face with both hands.

"Handsome brother."

The fake Wang Xichen was crushed to death under the wheel by the real Wang Xichen without hesitation.

Panamera, unstoppable.

Wang Xichen calmed down in Zhao Lue's smile and even made a joke: "Is Mr. Zhao's life worth a villa in Yanjing?"

Zhao Lue put down his hand, got in the car, and said: "You want me to take you, and it's a sea view."

"There is no sea in Yanjing."

Zhao Lue laughed: "—— Let them dig!"

——

There is no sea in Yanjing, nor are there big rivers.

But when Zhao Lue instructed Wang Xichen to drive, they drove to a bridge.

The bridge was empty, and it seemed that there was only one car driving in the front.

"Where are you going?"

"To save people." ⑩思⑩Rabbit⑩网⑩

"??? Aren't you going to the BBQ? Aren't you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry anymore." Zhao Lue spread out his palm and stared at his lifeline in a trance.

He was really hungry before, but now he is really not hungry.

He didn't understand why, was it because the ghost got into his palm?

To be precise, he felt that it was not a ghost, perhaps it was the [power of the Lord God] that Han Jianping said.

He was able to let Wang Xichen drive to this road by relying on this power.

He knew that the matter was not over yet.

"It's too late." Wang Xichen said, and he knew why Zhao Lue said he wanted to save people after catching up with the car in front.

But it was still too late.

They rushed all the way, but they didn't catch up with the bus that rushed out of the guardrail.

They were so close that they could even see a terrified face posted on the window.

"Bang!" It was a sound much louder than a ghost being hit to death.

Wang Xichen's head was hit hard by the loud noise.

I don't know how many meters of water splashed.

Seeing Zhao Lue wanted to get off the car, Wang Xichen pulled him.

"They were dead the moment they hit the water. It's impossible for anyone to be alive."

Going down from this height is no different from falling to the ground.

"I know." Zhao Lue walked to the edge of the gap created by the collision.

He thought of a lot at once.

He was thinking that the driver and the passenger exchanged positions. This was something that happened with ghosts, but what if there were no ghosts in reality?

The driver might not exchange positions, but continue to drive himself.

His arm might not hurt so much, maybe it just twitched slightly.

Or maybe it just hurt a lot for a moment.

Only the driver Zhang Dan himself knew how he and a car full of passengers crashed through the guardrail and fell into the water.

[We're here, get off! ] The ghost laughed wantonly.

Get off! Get off! There is a river under the car!

Get off and die!

People sank into the cold river water with their smiles of anticipation for the scenic spot.

The ghost did not reach the scenic spot after half an hour, and people could not reach the scenic spot either.

The driver did not have to pay the price for his behavior of insisting on driving despite his injured arm, and the photographer was happy for the jade he found in vain.

Others did not have to feel sad for the years they had paid at the life toll station, nor did they have to toss and turn for the rest of their lives.

——They will stay in this year forever.

Including the driver, nineteen people, no one survived.

[No one survived the tour bus]

This is the real meaning of this sentence.

Zhao Lue looked down from a high place, and it seemed that blood was spreading from the river surface, disturbing a group of aquatic creatures.

He closed his eyes.

Nearly a hundred meters underwater, in a place where the sun could not penetrate, people cried and called their families.

A sigh sounded in the crying.

A huge shadow suddenly rose in front of him.

Zhao Lue opened his eyes.

The white dragon rose silently from the bottom of the river, and its scales reflected the dazzling golden light, covering the sky and the sun.

"You want to save people again." The white dragon's eyes sparkled.

The dragon's whiskers were stained with red blood, and he lowered his head slightly, and a bus was gently placed on the ground from his mouth.

Zhao Lue saw the bodies in the car.