The First Thousand Two Hundred and Seventeen Chapters Group Pk: Dark Night, Death Is Coming (11)

Except for the crackling sound of the rainstorm hitting the car window, everything around was eerily quiet.

That kind of silence without the slightest sound, the depression is suffocating, the bottom of my heart is hairy, it makes people mad and even nervous.

The lively and lively place on weekdays is actually even more terrifying when there is no one at night.

It's like all the lively people and things disappeared in an instant, surrounded by darkness, quiet suffocation, leaving you alone.

That feeling really drives me crazy.

The torrential rain washed the car windows, the road ahead was blurred, and the dim light projected by the street lamps on both sides of the road was gloomy and depressing.

The darker it is, the more people prefer to be near the light.

But at this moment, the distorted and dim light does not give people any sense of security at all, only endless weird gloom.

Because of the heavy rain, the surroundings were blurry, and there were hundreds of ghosts chasing the car behind. This sense of oppression of life and death seemed to make all the ghosts in the car feel something. When they raised their heads that had been lowered, they conveyed a restless mood.

Dianbai leaned on the driver's seat, his pale and slender hands were holding the steering wheel, and a pair of cold, demon-like obsidian-like eyes looked ahead, the eyes were dark and dark, and the bottom of the eyes was a ghostly cool, weeping blood pill's lips slowly hooked. There was a sly smile.

"Stand up." She said lazily to Nanjiu.

Nan Jiu's slender and bright red lips raised a cute smile, holding the handle beside her, her long eyelashes flickered, "Miss, you can relax."

Ranbai didn't speak anymore, leaned there lazily, stepped on the accelerator abruptly, the body was like a taut string, it was about to be triggered, and it galloped out, the wheels slid across the ground, making a strange sound of friction, and disappeared in place in the blink of an eye.

This violent action caused many of the 'people' in the car to lean forward suddenly, almost hitting the front seat.

The corners of Gu Lanxi's mouth twitched, looking at the extremely stable boy who was reminded to stand by the dyed white.

After seeing that Ranbai didn't say a word to himself, the corners of his mouth twitched again.

Blue face woes, right?

This wicked age of face-seeing.

Well, Gu Lanxi doesn't know how to say it either, looking at that young man is very soft and harmless, but Gu Lanxi always feels that something is wrong, and there is an indescribable feeling in his heart.

As if, as if...

Gu Lanxi racked his brains to think about it,

Yes, it's like a feeling of danger under disguise.

Inexplicably dangerous!

But Gu Lanxi was a little hesitant. Could it be that he thinks too much? This young man can't be in too much danger, right?

And soon, Gu Lanxi will be very sure and sure of his current thoughts!

The body accelerated, and the shabby last bus of No. 44 swayed even more at this moment, making a strange sound of thorns.

People who listened were frightened, afraid that the car would be scrapped in the next second.

In particular, the driver was bleeding in distress, looking at the driver's seat eagerly.

His car, his car.

It is said that you can only understand your sincerity after you lose it, and now the driver really understands this sentence.

The driver swears that if he can resume his job as a driver, he must make the baby Beibei his own car and do his job diligently and timidly!

Because of the violent driving, the whole body was shaky, and Yanbai didn't care about this at all, but continued to slam on the accelerator and slammed the steering wheel forward.

The car body is like a sharp arrow out of the string, whizzing and disappearing on the silent road.