Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

The street where Lincoln is located has not seen anyone who dares to stand on the street at nine o'clock in the evening for a long time. The monsters and monsters that have been lurking in the dark for who knows how long have already become unbearable.

If it weren't for the rules restricting them, I'm afraid they would have turned into hungry beasts and charged towards Lincoln.

The scale of the second hand rotated moment by moment, and the surveillance camera on the roadside was running, clearly capturing Lincoln's figure. The expressions of the people from Jianghe City's Special Affairs Bureau suddenly changed.

"Look, there are still people on Changping Street who have not returned!" Wen Li said with a hint of anxiety in her voice.

"What did you say? Changping Street?!" Guan Feng rushed over at once, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead: "I remember there seemed to be only one ghost in that place..."

"Yeah." Lu Jun nodded with his arms crossed.

"Bus No. 303 is one of the first ghosts that appeared fifteen years ago. Until now, there is no way to get rid of it. It appears at Changping Street Bus Station on time at 9:10 every night. It runs every 30 minutes, with a total of four buses.

The man on the bus, whether a ghost or a human, has never appeared again. He is dead."

"No, we must stop him!" Wen Li stood up immediately

"Don't be stupid!" Jun Jun stopped her: "After nine o'clock in the evening, the entire Changping Street is under the control of 303. If it is elsewhere, we can save her in the past, but not over there."

"Why?" Wen Li, who had just joined the Special Affairs Bureau not long ago and didn't know much about 303, argued: "As long as we can prevent him from boarding that bus, wouldn't it be good?"

"Don't you understand yet?" Lu Jun said: "The bus is just the appearance, Changping Street is the essence. Unless you enter Changping Street after 10:40, you will have been locked the moment you enter.

"

"Even if you pull him away from Changping Street now, he will encounter 303 again in the future, and he will not be restricted by time or place. At any time, as long as he stands at any bus stop and boards the bus, he will be the last to board.

It’s 303.”

"This is the real horror of this ghost. From the moment he entered Changping Street, he has been locked. No one can save him except himself."

The information provided by the Army made Wen Li silent: "Then, why can't the streets be closed off?"

"It was done once before, and then 303 reopened a bus stop on Changping Street."

Lu Jun looked at Lincoln on the screen, sighed and patted Wen Li on the shoulder: "You are new here, so you don't understand. Even we are powerless most of the time when facing those ghosts."

"Finding their rules, exploiting them, and then seeking life from them is what we often do, instead of confronting those guys head-on."

"Pray for him, maybe he will be the first person to survive bus No. 303."

...

In order to maintain a sense of surprise, Lincoln did not use his super senses to conduct a thorough search of the world, so that he still did not know that there was a 303 bus on this street.

But this did not prevent him from finding a bus stop and sitting down to wait for the bus.

After all, he is also someone who has read a lot of novels. Among other things, the supernatural bus is almost an iron-clad monster. He does not believe that there is no supernatural bus in this world.

In the Special Affairs Bureau, Wen Li watched helplessly as Lincoln found a bus stop, watched as bus 303 appeared on time at nine-ten, and watched as Lincoln got on the bus.

It was only then that she truly understood how powerless humans were in the face of these ghosts. Even if she was a professional, sometimes she still could not prevent or save tragedies from happening.

Wen Li from the Special Affairs Bureau felt sad in her heart, but Lincoln was very happy because his guess was right, and indeed a bus that looked wrong appeared.

With a chirping sound, the bus door opened, and Lincoln got on the bus in three steps at a time. A strong and almost complete negative energy and malice immediately swirled around Lincoln.

With a bang, the bus door closed tightly behind him. The bus driver's body didn't move at all, his head suddenly turned ninety degrees like a robot, and a pair of dull but terrifying eyes stared straight at him.

Staring at Lincoln: "Get on the bus and pay the fare, two yuan."

Lincoln stood on the right side of the front of the car and looked at the driver: "Can I give it to you next time?"

The driver didn't answer, he just repeated like a robot: "Pay the fee to get on the bus, two yuan."

He repeated his words, and the inhuman ghosts who were looking out of the car gradually turned their heads to look at Lincoln, their eyes filled with malice towards living people not covered up at all.

Lincoln had been watched by many people, but this was the first time in his life that he was watched by a bus full of ghosts. He was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand to remove the railing of the bus and twisted it into two.

The coin-sized iron sheet was stuffed into the coin box, and then continued to look at the driver: "Is this okay?"

The driver looked at the coin box and then at Lincoln. After a moment of silence, he said, "Get on the bus and pay the fare, two yuan."

At this moment, the malice of the ghost passengers who had been staring straight at Lincoln became even more intense. The yin and malice that swept through them were so strong that they could kill an ordinary person instantly.

It seemed that the next moment, they were going to rush up and tear Lincoln into pieces.

Lincoln didn't care about this. He just looked at the driver: "Hey, another guy who wants money!"

As he spoke, he tore open the coin box on the bus with a bang. After reaching in and groping for a few times, Lincoln took all the dozens of coins inside.

Don't tell me, this ghost's money is a little different from human money. In addition to the numbers and patterns, it is also wrapped with a strong Yin energy, which is obviously different from the two coins Lincoln pinched casually before.

Throwing away the two bubbles, Lincoln straightened the coin box in front of the driver, then threw two coins in: "Is this okay?"

There was a jingling sound, and as the coins fell to the ground, the malice on the verge of detonation emanating from the ghost passengers suddenly disappeared, and even the eyes that had been staring straight at Lincoln looked out the window again.

The driver looked at the torn coin box and said nothing, but continued to stare directly at Lincoln.

The other passengers stopped talking. Would Lincoln indulge him as a driver? Of course not!

He strode forward, swung the big cock with all five fingers, and slapped the driver's head straight: "Okay, just drive the hell away, you've wasted my time, you can afford it."

You!"

As he spoke, he shook the coin box twice more, took out the two coins he had put in before, and stuffed them into his pocket.

The driver held the steering wheel with both hands and remained motionless, as if silently protesting what Lincoln had done. The next moment, Lincoln's feet were imprinted on his body.

Lincoln would not be so cruel to people, but the guy in front of him didn't look like a human being at first glance, so of course he was being 'reasonable'.

Controlling the strength in his hands, Lincoln used his fists and kicks to convince the driver who had been doing his duty in just two or three minutes. The 303, which had been parked on the road for nearly five minutes, finally started again.

The people in the Special Affairs Bureau were stunned when they saw this scene: "What's going on? Why did bus 303 stop for so long today?"

"I don't know! The car has been parked there since the man got in, and the camera couldn't capture what happened inside."

"Damn it, report it immediately and say something abnormal happened on bus 303."

...

The anomalies in bus 303 made the people of the Special Affairs Bureau feel threatened. Lincoln was completely unaware of this. After taking care of the driver, his next target was the passengers in the car.

Like the drivers, these guys are all money-hungry.

Of course, Lincoln didn't hate their greedy behavior because he himself was the same.

Dozens of coins were found in the coin box. Calculated at two coins per person, it was just enough to match the number of people in the car.

Lincoln had already collected all the money in the coin box on the bus. He touched the driver's body when he did it before, but there was no money.

As a result, his only targets are the passengers in the car.

Although a bit unethical, it is very reasonable.

They were looking for trouble one by one. Of course Lincoln would not do this. After 'pacifying' the driver, he stood directly at the front of the bus and said loudly: "Come on, come on, everyone is looking at me, the bus price has increased, everyone

People should take out their money and pay the fare!"

Ghosts:???

Even though they were dead objects restricted by rules, Lincoln was still stunned when he saw a living person who dared to rob in the name of a bus.

Their pair of ferocious and terrifying eyes stared at Lincoln tightly, as if they wanted to watch him to death.

Faced with this silent protest, Lincoln certainly would not condone them!

He walked slowly and came to a ghost passenger with disheveled hair who looked like Sadako. Suddenly he slapped her in the face with his hand: "I'm talking to you! Can't you hear me? Are you deaf?!"

Lincoln's sudden attack made the boiling malice in the female ghost become a little inconsistent. Then, before she could stare at Lincoln again, a hand grabbed her hair, pulled her out and beat her violently.

"No money! No money! If you don't pay, why do you take the bus? Doesn't it cost me nothing to operate the bus? How dare you evade fares!"

With the first punch, the female ghost's head was deflated. Although it was repaired instantly, the Yin Qi on her body dissipated a bit. With the second punch, she split open and more Yin Qi dissipated.

In less than half a minute, the female ghost, who was originally as solid as a body with extremely solid Yin Qi, became as misty as a cloud, as if she would completely disappear in the next moment.

Realizing that she, the ghost, might really be beaten to death, the female ghost gave in. With trembling pale hands, she raised all the money she had in front of Lincoln, praying for a way out.

He calmly put away the female ghost's ticket money. The anger on Lincoln's face was immediately replaced by a smile. He picked her up and put her back on her seat: "Tell me, if I had given you the money earlier, it would have been over.

The beating was in vain."

Female ghost:╥﹏╥

After letting the poor female ghost go, Lincoln's eyes wandered to the remaining passengers, and the footsteps sounded like a heavy drum, ringing in the hearts of the ghost passengers.

The ghost passengers who were able to get on the 303 bus were all very capable, but with the experience of the female ghost who was almost beaten to death, none of them dared to stand up and fight Lincoln.

It is a shame to be robbed by a living person, but if the bus fare increases, this reason becomes acceptable.

Without asking Lincoln to do anything else, all the money from the ghost passengers in the car was completely confiscated by Lincoln. If the clothes and accessories of these guys were not bound to their bodies, Lincoln might have to reduce the burden on them.

A stack of paper tickets and a lot of coins. Lincoln did some counting. A dozen ghost passengers had contributed tens of thousands of ghost coins to him. It sounded like a small amount, but it was enough. After all, he couldn't find anything no matter how much he searched.

Came out.

You can't just carry them to extract oil, right?

Lincoln returned from the back of the car, found a seat closest to the door, and sat down. As for the original ghost in this seat, it had already rolled obediently to the back.

Sitting in his seat, Lincoln began to look at the scenery outside the window.

The 303 bus is a special kind of ghost, and its driving method is also different from human transportation.

The scenery outside the window is changing rapidly. It seems that it is just because the car is traveling too fast. In fact, it is caused by different spaces being quickly traveled through.

Five minutes later, the car stopped at a platform that Lincoln did not recognize.

The car door opened, and the other passengers in the car did not move. The female ghost who was beaten by Lincoln and was reduced to smoke stood up and got out of the car, disappearing under the lights of the platform.

At the same time, at the front door of the car, three ghosts inserted coins into the car and stood in the car.

The bus has a total of sixteen seats, and including the empty seats left by the female ghost when she left, there are only two seats left in total.

Three ghosts shared two seats, which was obviously not enough. As the two ghosts found their seats one after another, the third ghost looked around and then fixed his eyes on Lincoln, a living person.

It exuded the evil spirit and malice of Nong, and stood beside Lincoln: "This is my place."

Snap!

After a slap, the ghost was stunned. Before it could react again, Lincoln kicked it directly on its belly, raised his fist and hit it: "Your seat! Your seat! I let you, you

Seats! Don’t all of them have eyes? Do you think I’m easy to bully?”

With one punch, the yin energy on the unlucky guy dissipated quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, until finally, Lincoln beat him to death in the car, leaving only some banknotes and coins on the ground.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the car became quiet, and all the ghosts looked in the direction of the driver, hoping to see what it had to say.