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The roof of the car rattled, and the tram swayed, as if there were really cables attached to the pole on the roof. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The lights in the car flickered and flickered, as if the light bulb was in bad contact, or the current was intermittent.

Zhang Xiao's rise did not attract much attention from the other passengers, at least the two in the back compartment ignored it.

Not surprisingly, from the moment he saw these passengers on the car sitting so scattered, Zhang Xiao knew the selfish and suspicious nature of these people.

This is not surprising given their status as evil spirits.

Smiling slightly, he knew that his actions should not be disturbed by the passengers, at least until they succeeded.

The only thing to worry about now is the only two "public officials".

He felt the gaze coming from behind him, and knew that it was the driver looking at him through the rearview mirror, but the driver couldn't leave the car and run over to trouble him.

The rest of the most likely obstacle to his movement is another "public official" conductor, and I don't know if her injuries are healed?

Zhang Xiao looked at the empty conductor's seat, was slightly vigilant, and slightly retracted his right hand during his actions, so as not to let the pattern on his arm appear.

However, until he walked through the space where the hidden conductor was, the conductor did not appear, and it seemed that she either didn't care about Zhang Xiao's movements, or she was powerless.

Zhang Xiao didn't stop, and approached the last row step by step with the handrail as if nothing happened.

His face flickered and darkened by the flickering and more frequent lights, and the smile on his lips became terrifying in the grotesque light.

There was no accident, he was about to walk to the position where the decapitated ghost was sitting, Zhang Xiao still maintained a normal speed, and walked through without hurrying.

Click,

The tram didn't know what it was pressing, and suddenly there was a bump.

Zhang Xiao was calm on the surface, but his nerves were tense at all times, and he didn't fall down when he pulled the handrail.

It's just that when he stabilized his body and was about to move forward again, he found that a vegetable basket had fallen under his feet, blocking the already small aisle.

Zhang Xiao didn't know what was in the basket, but he knew whose thing it was.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he saw the decapitated ghost sitting on the side of the aisle, and he was now headless, sitting upright on the back chair of the tram, but he didn't know where he was looking.

However, Zhang Xiao always felt that he was "watching" himself.

"On purpose?" Zhang Xiao is not sure, but it is too coincidental to say that this is a coincidence.

After a little silence, Zhang Xiao still squatted down and carefully straightened the vegetable basket and moved it back to the feet of the guillotine ghost, he could feel the heaviness of his hands, he knew that this vegetable basket contained things, and the heavy weight would never be the vegetable basket itself made of bamboo strips.

Before getting up, he saw that the cloth covered by the vegetable basket had slipped off a corner, and there was a black hole in it, and the surrounding light could not shine into it at all, but strangely, there was an inexplicable attraction in it, which made Zhang Xiao unconsciously stretch out his hand.

Syllable!

Zhang Xiao was startled, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that his arm was grabbed by another hand, which was naturally the hand of the decapitated ghost.

His hands were very rough, which matched his stout figure very well, and he was so strong that he grabbed Zhang Xiao's hand like an iron tong.

Zhang Xiao struggled hard, but the hand of the guillotine ghost did not move at all, and Zhang Xiao's own hand was also fixed there.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiao only had one hand that was clamped, and the rest of his body could still move normally.

He cautiously turned his head to look at the guillotine and found that he had not made any other movements, and his heart was slightly relieved, and only then did Zhang Xiao have time to recall the reason that had put him in this tricky situation.

Squinting slightly, he turned his attention to the basket at the severed head's feet.

"Huh?" Only then did he notice that his hand had been pinching the corner of the cover of the basket! Until now, he was caught by the decapitator and didn't let go!

The strange situation made him immediately realize that he had been tricked, and without hesitation, Zhang Xiao immediately let go of the cloth in his hand.

Almost at the same time, the guillotine also let go of his hand, and he naturally picked up the corner of the cloth that Zhang Xiao had discarded, and pulled it again to cover the vegetable basket.

Zhang Xiao rubbed his wrist, frowned and looked at the decapitated ghost, a little confused about what he meant.

At the beginning of the period, he thought that he was calculated by the guillotine ghost, after all, the vegetable basket was originally a guillotine ghost's thing, but looking at the guillotine ghost's actions just now, Zhang Xiao realized that maybe he had misunderstood.

There was clearly a big danger in the basket, and the guillotine didn't let him see it, no matter what the motive was, objectively speaking, it was obviously to protect him, which made him need to think about it.

"He's protecting me?" Zhang Xiao scratched his eyebrows slightly with the edge of his thumb, "That's not him...... So who could it be? After a few strokes, he had an answer in his heart in a few moments.

The core of the strange situation just now is not in the basket itself, but in the scene of the basket falling.

The vegetable basket was originally a close thing of the guillotine ghost, and it could be seen that there was a big secret hidden in it, and the guillotine definitely attached a lot of importance to it, but it was coincidentally looked at such a good thing that it fell down before Zhang Xiao passed by, fell in front of him, and blocked his way.

This is the crux of all problems, the starting point of all weirdness.

"Driver......?" Zhang Xiao remained silent and didn't turn his head back, but he had already wiped the mirror in his heart and understood the cause and effect.

Only the driver who controls the tram can do such a thing under the pretense of bumps, or rather, the ghost tram wants to bump and only the tram driver can do it.

Zhang Xiao felt quite strange in his heart, could it be that he had already aroused the driver's vigilance before he started? Or is that guy just looking at him unpleasantly, so he just got a trick to hurt him?

Shaking his head, he looked at the guillotine again, he was already a little hesitant, but he finally made up his mind at this time.

"Huh...... It's also a peace of mind. Zhang Xiao chuckled, walked over to the guillotine ghost, and sat down no longer shy away.

The guillotine sat here, no matter how crooked and bumpy the tram was, he sat motionless and steadily, sitting like a clock.

But not only did he not react to the bumps of the car, Zhang Xiao sat next to him, and he did not react at all.

Zhang Xiao didn't care, lowered his voice, and his voice seemed to echo in the abdominal cavity, "Mr. Yan, get out of the car quickly, there will be a big change here later." ”

This voice is almost inaudible after half a meter, but it is not a superpower, but a speech skill that Zhang Xiao and Ji Qing practiced in class when they were children.

The guillotine still didn't move after hearing it, Zhang Xiao felt that the guillotine didn't even "look" at him this time.

"Mr. Yan, thanks to your help just now, I don't want to hurt you, I'll ...... later"

Before Zhang Xiao finished speaking, the severed head suddenly stretched out his hand, and after the hand stopped Zhang Xiao's words, it pressed on the cover cloth of the vegetable basket like lightning.

The contents of the basket seemed to be able to feel the outside state, and almost at the same time the cover was lifted, but it was pressed down again by the big hand of the guillotine.

Zhang Xiao's face changed slightly, and he immediately stood up, but the guillotine ghost didn't move, except for pressing one hand on the cloth, which was no different from the sitting posture just now.

Zhang Xiao looked around the carriage, although he still looked tattered in front of him, it was no longer the same for him, he looked deeply at the severed ghost again, and nodded slightly.

He already knew what was hidden in the basket, and he understood the obsession and painstaking spirit of the guillotine ghost even more...... This made him have to admire this heroic figure after his death.

"Mr. Yan is worthy of being the backbone of the nation, such a righteous sentiment is admirable, it is not possible to sacrifice his life like Mr. Yan, but he is not an indecisive person, please insist on one or two."

After speaking, Zhang Xiao pulled up his sleeves and revealed the thorns in his right hand.

He closed his eyes slightly, and his eyes that were as calm as a lake were instantly filled with flames, hatred like oil, and anger like fire.

And his hands ......

Boom -

Ignited the fire of purgatory, which seems to be ordinary but is anything but ordinary!

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