in New York City.

The sky was overcast, it was morning, and it was about to dawn.

Heavy rains continued.

There are hardly any pedestrians on the streets.

Everything reveals an atmosphere of tranquility and silence.

At present, all the evil spirits in the city have disappeared for various reasons.

In a sense, New York is the safest city known.

Suddenly......

Above the sky, a bright white thunderbolt streaked across the night sky.

The sky was bright.

In the gloomy sky, the illusory outline of the horror house quietly emerged, and then disappeared without a trace in the next second.

No one saw it at all.

And in front of an informal speakeasy in the red light district.

Tom sat in the doorway with a blank face, his eyes bloodshot.

Since being dragged to the red light district by Father Tony the day before yesterday, he has had the most difficult and painful time of his life.

Father Tony didn't know about Tom's suffering, and the two of them were busy with their own things during the day, and at night they were nostalgic for the red light district.

Of course, only Father Tony is really hi.

Tom, on the other hand, was tormented, and he was envious and jealous.

I wanted to leave several times, but I couldn't find a suitable excuse.

You can't tell Father Tony that he's not going to work, can you?

Therefore, it can only be boiled.

“fuck！ When is this the end of a day! Good brother, come back quickly, I fought everything alone, I was too difficult! ”

Tom's voice was very sad, and his eyes glistened with tears.

"I knew it was like this, I was bragging with this bastard Father Tony, I might as well comfort myself at home!"

"Mad woman of the Vaderda! You wait for me, and I'm going to make you pay......"

Tom wiped away his tears, took a deep breath, and made a decision in his heart.

Then, he took out his mobile phone and called his boss: "Head, I suspect that the cultists we put in prison still have something to explain clearly, and I apply to be transferred to work in the women's prison!" ”

……

On the other side of New York City, buses drag the reflection of the city of Sigana by a rapid pace.

The House of Horrors has been in hot pursuit.

And inside the bus.

Dewey was still tossing a coin for the Evil Driver.

Of course.

He had now changed to a physical target, the evil spirit driver from before, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

After tossing a coin for half an hour, there is only a 10 percent chance of bad luck on the opposite side.

It doesn't make sense at all.

Contrast can make a difference.

Du Wei and the black shadow combined, compared to the evil spirit driver in the suit, it was simply black.

He felt that this was abnormal.

But there is no way to give a reasonable explanation.

So I had to give up on the unlucky evil driver and switch to another target.

Fortunately, the new target was not so lucky.

All the way to the bottom.

Throw it once or twice, and it's estimated that it will be GG.

As for the evil spirit driver who had excellent luck.

Dewey has already marked it.

Maybe at some point, it will work a strange way.

Then.

The coin has been tossed.

When it falls into the palm of the new evil spirit driver, it is exactly the opposite.

Moment.

An extremely strange feeling welled up in Du Wei's heart.

He jerked back.

I saw that the evil spirit driver in front of him exuded a strange aura.

The gloomy cold was replaced by something strange.

The ghost driver's complexion, which had been extremely pale, was now black from head to toe.

Well......

It's not just that Yintang is black......

Behind the head of the ghost driver.

The scythe clung to its neck, and a black mist spread down from the scythe, gradually enveloping it completely.

It looks like bad luck has become something of substance.

From concept to reality.

Then, the scythe moved.

It was as if there was a pair of invisible hands that pressed the neck of the evil spirit driver with a scythe, and passed it directly.

Immediately afterward, the black mist was seen disappearing.

Even the evil spirit driver with the wrapped was nowhere to be seen.

The bus that was moving suddenly seemed to feel something, and the speed of the bus slowed down suddenly.

Immediately afterward, the roof lights went out.

A terrifying sight that made people's souls tremble as long as it was touched condensed on Du Wei.

It's not what he thought.

The bus seemed to be going to do something to him.

In the darkness, Du Wei's breathing was a little short, and the calm in his eyes was even more hideous, he put the mask on his face, and was ready to shoot with a flintlock pistol.

Can be a second.

Du Wei felt as if he had been beaten with a stick, and the scene in front of him blurred and distorted.

Consciousness plunged into darkness.

DiDi ......

The roof lights are on again.

There were only twelve evil spirit drivers left in the carriage.

And the reflection of the city, but part of it quietly escaped the control of the bus, and also disappeared.

……

June 18th.

10 o'clock in the morning.

The rain in Jedklae has stopped.

The moisture in the air is quickly evaporated by the hot heat, making it even more dull.

Suddenly......

In a public toilet in this city.

Du Wei's figure quietly appeared.

He was tense, with a flintlock pistol in one hand and a clown card in the other.

This pose looks a little weird.

"I've been kicked out again?"

His voice was a little hoarse.

It shouldn't be......

Du Wei put away the flintlock pistol and clown cards, and he pushed open the toilet door in a daze, his heart full of doubts.

Just at that time.

He could clearly feel that the bus was really going to kill him, but why did he end up being kicked out and returning to the ...... alive

Reality?

"Where is this?"

Du Wei frowned and glanced around: "Bathroom? ”

He took out his phone and looked at it.

There is not much power, and the GPS positioning shows that this is West Gana in Jedquah State.

Inexplicable.

Du Wei's eyes were a little strange.

He probably knew what was going on.

The evil spirit driver is the anchor point of the bus, stabilizing the urban reflection of the city of Sigana.

He killed a bad luck ghost driver, so the reflection of the city is in trouble.

The anchor point cannot anchor the target.

So, I came back to reality with the reflection of that city.

But that doesn't make sense.

"There is a problem with the bus......"

Du Wei narrowed his eyes and walked out of the bathroom.

The weather outside was sunny, but it didn't take away the gloom in his heart at all.

It's a headache.

He had a gut feeling that if he got on the car next time, he would probably die on it.

In other words, the bus that I used to run away has become a deadly trap, and although I don't know what it wants to do, I must not get on the bus again.

But embarrassingly, Du Wei has now flagged the bus, as well as the evil spirit driver.

Unless he doesn't need to mark his abilities in his life, he will definitely match the bus next time.

Du Wei looked at his right hand, which stood motionless under the sun.

After a long while, he spoke, "If that's the case, then the next time you activate the marker will be when I confront the evil spirit Du Wei." ”

"Although these troubles are on me now, when that time comes, they will become it."

"It's not going to let this body die, so it's going to be on the bus, and even the horror house that's in hot pursuit."

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