I'm killing crazy in the horror game world

In the midst of a heavy rainstorm, a bus was driving slowly. The number on the front of the bus was flashing red, the lights were dim, and the interior of the bus was brightly lit.

The first thing Wang Zun noticed was the driver in the cab.

As the bus gets closer and closer, the bus number on the front becomes clearer and clearer, No. 444!

In the cab, the driver was a middle-aged man, wearing work clothes, with an expressionless face, and the exposed skin was very gray.

The carriage was completely bright, and Wang Zun did not see a single passenger. This was an empty carriage!

Under normal circumstances, at one o'clock in the morning, most people are already deeply asleep, and no one takes the bus.

At that time, the bus station arranged a bus to leave at this time, which is also intriguing.

The bus stopped. Wang Zun got on the bus at the front door and walked into the car. He was hit by the cold. He didn't know whether it was because the air conditioner was too big or because his clothes were a little wet. Wang Zun shivered involuntarily.

"Good evening, it's raining heavily tonight!"

Wang Zun put away his red umbrella, smiled, and wanted to say hello to the driver. Unexpectedly, the other party ignored him and didn't even look at him.

After I put in the coins, there was no one in the carriage, and the air was cold.

Wang Zun chose a seat at the back, where he had a panoramic view of the mountains and the whole car.

Anyway, the mission requirement is that you can't get off the car before reaching the terminal. Let him drive to the sky or the ground, as long as he doesn't get off the car.

Wang Zun calculated the time and found that it was exactly thirty seconds from the car door opening to closing, no more, no less.

The bus started moving, despite the heavy rain, and always maintained the same speed.

What surprised Wang Zun was that there was no sound when the bus was running, and there was only the sound of lightning and thunder outside the bus, and the violent storm hitting the windows.

There was not a single car on the road, and there was no one on the sidewalk. It seemed like the only thing left in the world was this bus!

Wang Zun touched the blood-colored ribbon wrapped around his hand and felt a little relieved. He took out his mobile phone and checked it, but there was no signal at all.

The driver didn't do anything extra except drive. The cabin was cold and eerily quiet.

About ten minutes later, the next platform arrived, the bus stopped, and the door slowly opened.

Wang Zun looked at the front door immediately, and two figures appeared at the bus stop outside the car.

A smiling middle-aged man got in the car. He was normal and couldn't see anything wrong.

As soon as the middle-aged man got on the car, the first thing he noticed was Wang Zun, who was sitting at the back of the car. He was obviously startled, and then he smiled even more.

The second person who got on the bus was a young woman dressed in white-collar clothing. She was very beautiful and elegant, wearing a pair of red high-heeled shoes.

A man and a woman got on the bus, and they both noticed Wang Zun immediately. They didn't come up to say hello, but chose a seat and sat down.

normal phenomenon!

Generally speaking, the first thing passengers notice when getting on the bus is the passengers in the carriage. Especially now that it is late at night and it is pouring with rain, this behavior is even more obvious.

Thirty seconds later, the door closed again and the bus continued to move forward.

Wang Zun's gaze has been fixed on the two of them without moving away. After all, he is also an old rookie and can tell whether the other person is a human or a ghost.

I can be 100% sure that both a man and a woman are ghosts!

There was no shadow of them on the car window where they were.

Wang Zun had no intention of going up to say hello, nor would a normal person have such an idea. Wang Zun sat motionless at the end of the carriage, and Lime Fen quietly grabbed a handful.

The bus was driving, neither fast nor too slow. It was raining heavily and there was lightning and thunder.

After about fifteen minutes of driving, the bus stopped!

The white-collar woman suddenly stood up, got out of the car through the back door, walked into the heavy rain, and disappeared without a trace.

Wang Zun looked at the front door. There seemed to be a figure standing outside the door. He seemed to want to get in but didn't want to get in. The driver didn't urge him. When thirty seconds were up, he immediately closed the door.

The figure at the bus stop still didn't get on the bus. The bus started and moved forward.

Wang Zun looked at the bus stop and could see a person standing on the platform, a woman!

The woman was soaked, her head lowered, motionless, like a statue.

What made him even more uneasy was that this woman was wearing bloody clothes!

The fierce ghost in red!

Wang Zun turned his head and couldn't help but be startled. The middle-aged man who got in the car before didn't know when he sat in the front seat of him.

Before Wang Zun had time to react, the middle-aged man had already spoken.

"This bus is unsafe. Get out of here quickly. You can't continue to sit on it. You will die."

Wang Zun was stunned by the middle-aged man's words.

What's the meaning?

If there were no mission requirements, he should get off the car and leave.

But, he can't get out of the car now!

If you get off the car, you will die!

Even if there are a lot of evil spirits in the car, it is actually the safest choice for him to stay in the car.

Wang Zun said nothing and stared at the back of the middle-aged man's head. Is the other person completely out of good intentions?

The middle-aged man didn't wait for Wang Zun's answer and spoke again, which was beyond Wang Zun's expectation.

"I am a ghost. This car does not carry living people. If you get out of the car, if you continue to sit down, you will die!"

Wang Zun was surprised when he directly revealed his identity. Is the middle-aged man a good ghost?

"Why?" Wang Zun asked.

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, "There's no reason, just go down if you don't want to die."

Wang Zun didn't move. He couldn't go down. The middle-aged man's confession made him feel good.

"Thank you, but I can't get out of the car!" Wang Zun shook his head.

"You don't believe what I say?" The middle-aged man's voice was unhurried, but a little annoyed. Wang Zun did not listen to his words.

Wang Zun said nothing. Although the middle-aged man revealed his identity and asked him to get out of the car, he could not guarantee that the middle-aged man was a good ghost.

When away from home, the only thing Wang Zun trusts is the name on the partner panel in the system.

The middle-aged man stopped talking, and Wang Zun didn't speak either. It was cold in the carriage, and the bus made no sound as it drove.

There was heavy rain, lightning and thunder, and the rain was so heavy that it was impossible to see clearly what was happening outside.

The bus drove quietly. About ten minutes later, it arrived at another stop. The door slowly opened. The middle-aged man had no intention of getting off the bus, and Wang Zun even less.

At the front door, a short figure appeared, and a little boy of eight or nine years old got into the car.

The little boy was soaked to the skin and looked anxious. As soon as he got in the car, he walked towards the driver.

"Uncle driver, my mother is missing. Can you help me find her?"

The little boy was very anxious, crying, and grabbed the driver's hand.

The driver didn't respond at all. After thirty seconds, he closed the door and continued to start the bus.

Wang Zun frowned and watched the little boy walking towards the back of the car, sobbing clearly and spilling water on the ground.

"Uncle, help me, my mother is missing, help me!"

The little boy grabbed the middle-aged man's hand and shook it, feeling sad and anxious.

The middle-aged man had no expression on his face. He just glanced at the little boy without saying anything or reacting in any way.

The little boy walked towards Wang Zun again, and the hand he grabbed was as cold as a piece of ice. Wang Zun's scalp felt numb involuntarily.

"Brother, help me, my mother and I are separated, please help me!"

The little boy looked like he was crying and grabbed Wang Zun's hand hard.

"Where did you get separated?"

Wang Zun knew that he shouldn't talk to the little boy, but he couldn't ignore it either.

He also knew that the little boy was a ghost.

"We are separated at the crossroads ahead. Can you help me? I'm scared. My mother must be very anxious!"

The little boy grabbed it with both hands. It could be seen that he was really anxious.

"Get off the bus at the bus stop in front, and wait at the bus stop. Your mother will come back to find you!" Wang Zun smiled.

"Brother, can you wait with me at the bus stop for my mother? I'm so scared to be alone!"

The little boy begged so hard that he almost cried.

"No, brother, something is wrong, you can go down alone!"

Wang Zun refused and found that the matter was not very simple. The middle-aged man asked him to get out of the car, and the little boy also asked him to get off from the side.

It would definitely not be a good thing to ask him to get off the bus.

"Brother, please, please stay with me, I'm really scared!"

Before Wang Zun could speak, the middle-aged man in front spoke.

"Go down by yourself, he has a master!"

The middle-aged man's voice was deep and cold.

The little boy's expression changed. He was startled for a moment, then ignored the middle-aged man's words and continued to pull Wang Zun's hand, pleading pitifully.

Wang Zun fell into deep contemplation. Does he have a master?

What's the meaning?

Targeting him?

Are you his prey?

Suddenly, Wang Zun was unhappy, and it was not certain who was the prey!

You all want to mess with him?

Then he won't be polite!

The little boy ignored the middle-aged man's warning and continued to hold Wang Zun's hand. He was already crying, looking pitiful.

Wang Zun smiled and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you down to wait for your mother!"

"No, you can't get out now, it's dangerous outside the car!"

The middle-aged man became anxious and immediately stood up and stopped in front of Wang Zun.

"Uncle, you asked me to get out of the car just now, saying it was dangerous on the bus. Now I'm getting out of the car, and you said it's dangerous outside. What do you want to do, uncle?"

Wang Zun's face turned cold. He knew that the middle-aged man was not a good person either.

"It's different now!"

Wang Zun ignored him, took his hand away, and took the little boy to the rear door, waiting for the next stop.

The little boy held Wang Zun's thigh and looked at the middle-aged man with a gloomy expression.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and walked over, "I'll go down with you!"

Wang Zun didn't say anything. He was now sure that something would happen after he got off the car. Maybe these ghosts couldn't do anything to him in the car. When they got off the car, they could show off their skills. There would be no restrictions.

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About ten minutes later.

The bus stopped at an intersection. The door slowly opened, and the night wind brought rainwater into the car.

It was pitch black outside the car and it was raining heavily!

"Brother, let's go!"

The little boy was impatient and took Wang Zun's hand to get out of the car.

Wang Zun did not move, standing in place with no expression.

Thirty seconds passed quickly, and the car door slowly closed.

This is also the time.

Wang Zun loosened his grip and kicked the little boy out of the car.

At the same time, Wang Zun grabbed the middle-aged man and pushed him under the car.

The middle-aged man reacted quickly. Even though half of his body was pushed out of the door, he still held on to the armrest.

The car door clamped on him, and he looked frightened and wanted to struggle into the car.

"help me……"

At this time, a bolt of lightning flashed, and the outside of the car was reflected pale.

Wang Zun's eyes narrowed and he saw another figure standing outside the car door.

A woman!

The woman in a blood-red dress, with a gray face and sharp fingers, is exactly the woman in red on the bus stop!

She grabbed the middle-aged man's body exposed outside the car.