To get out of the restaurant and take the bus on the viaduct opposite, you need to cross the road, and at this time, a reddish traffic light stops a group of people on the side of the road. Nangong Ming immediately joined the team waiting for the green light.

The duration of the red light is a bit long, and after waiting for a long time, the red lantern is still hanging high, and a few pedestrians can't bear it, and they look at the surrounding cars a little thin, and take the opportunity to run to the opposite side. Nangong Ming originally planned to follow, but just arrived at the side of the road, but was blocked by something that suddenly appeared, Nangong Ming looked down and saw that it was a crutch.

"The time has not yet come." The old man was blind, and he was blind. Nangong Ming secretly stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him, making sure that he was blind, and he was a little surprised. How did he know about the traffic light?

Before Nangong Ming could solve his doubts, he heard a terrible sound of brakes coming from ahead, followed by a series of braking and crashing sounds. Pedestrians covered their mouths and screamed, and in the blink of an eye, four or five cars were rear-ended in front of them, and the few passers-by who ran the red light were so frightened that they sat on the ground. The first car slowed down in a hurry to avoid hitting pedestrians, and the car behind it rear-ended before it could change, causing a catastrophe.

Nangong Ming secretly thought about what would happen if he followed just now? Looking back at the old man, he was unhurriedly tapping his cane on the pavement and walking slowly across the pavement. When passing by Nangong Ming's side, the old man whispered, "Your place is not here."

Nangong Ming wanted to ask what this sentence meant, and at this moment, pedestrians rushed over, some hurriedly crossed the road, and some went to the scene to save people, and when Nangong Ming came back to his senses, the old man was gone.

The drizzle was falling, and the cold wind hit Nangong Mingming's bare skin such as his face and neck with coolness, and he had to shrink up on the bus stop to keep out the cold.

The bus was late, and there was not a single passenger on board. The car door creaked open, and the driver was leaning over and drawing on his mobile phone, and he didn't even look at Nangong Ming when he got into the car and swiped his card.

Nangong Ming chose a position at the end of the car to sit by the window, and the line of sight could extend far away on the viaduct. As far as the eye can see, the whole city is shrouded in smoke and rain.

The car traveled a few stops, and there were no new passengers on the platform, so Nangong Ming simply sat in the middle of the back seat. If you look at the front of the car at this time and don't focus on a certain place, the whole car will be in full view. It seems that he and the carriage are stationary, and the high-rise buildings outside the car window keep retreating, turning and floating, and the whole world is moving! If the driver looks behind him from the rearview mirror at this time, he will think that Nangong is an owl.

Nangong Ming had a lot of fun until the car stood up, and a girl in a white plush coat came up. I don't know if it's because of the reflection of the white clothes, as she walks, the position of the carriage she is in is extraordinarily bright. She wears a hood over her head and a mask on her face, which is also white, with only a pair of eyes and a few strands of black hair exposed. She raised her eyes and secretly stared at Nangong Ming's face, then hurriedly avoided her gaze and sat down quietly with her back to him in a position by the door.

I don't know why, Nangong Ming felt that he had seen similar gazes somewhere, but he couldn't remember anything for a while. Just then, the car started.

The viaducts of Shaoshu City extend in all directions, like thousands of giant pythons intertwined with each other between high-rise buildings, above the flat ground.

The bus turns right and heads higher road. Nangong Ming looked out the window boredly. The dark clouds in the sky were tangled, faintly thundering, and after a while, the wind carried the raindrops the size of beans crackling on the glass, drawing stripes of water, blinking, the water marks were mixed together, and the entire viaduct was shrouded in black clouds and dense rain.

The lights in the car suddenly turned on, and the radio broadcast safety tips to remind passengers to fasten their seat belts.

The driver yelled and complained of bad luck, and his phone had just lost its signal.

Outside, it grew darker, blue flashes poking out from time to time from the surrounding black fog, and a low roar shook the glass. Nangong Ming faintly felt that the air had become extraordinary, the surface of his skin was numb, and his hairs stood on end.

The driver slammed on the accelerator to get out of the rain cloud as soon as possible. The street lights became dim in all directions, and not a single car could be seen.

The clouds were rolling, and the bus was frighteningly fast. Nangong Ming hurriedly fastened his seat belt, and he saw the girl in front of him holding the railing of the front seat tightly with both hands, burying her head low, looking very scared.

The driver cursed along the way, all the foul language and slang popped out, the lights were bright, the accelerator pedal was on the bottom, and the steering wheel was tightened. He has only heard from his predecessors since he drove this bus that he had encountered a thunderstorm, but he didn't expect to encounter it today, and the hideous scar on his senior's shoulder is painful every rainy season, and he doesn't want to leave a souvenir.

This section of viaduct seems to have lost its end, and it cannot be rushed out even if it is speeding. The wind ghostly swirled around the bus, and the hollow and high-pitched whistling sound came and went, as if ready to break through the window at any moment. The bus shook very much, Nangong Ming clenched the seats on both sides in horror, the girl turned pale with fright, her eyes were closed, and she shrunk into a ball on the seat, trembling.

Suddenly, the driver said, "Ah! With a loud shout, his voice was full of consternation and despair, Nangong Ming could see clearly in the back seat, and a small car appeared in the beam of the bus lights without warning. The car was diagonally across the road, with a large crater on the right side of the car, and in the fog in front of it there was a car with bright red taillights.

"Your place is not here......" the old man's voice whispered in Nangong Ming's ear again.

The driver slammed on the brakes and slammed the steering wheel, and the whole bus slammed sideways, the wheels skidding on the wet ground, and the sound of friction irritating the eardrums with the drift of the car. The girl covered her ears and screamed.

With a loud bang, the side of the head of the bus collided with the car, and the terrible force made the whole car tilt badly, ran over the car, took off into the air, and turned over in the air, followed by a violent shock, the car broke through the railing, and rolled off the viaduct.

"Broken Moon!"

Splashing raindrops floated in the air, fluttering seat belts froze, and the last syllables of all sounds were elongated infinitely...... It was as if someone had turned off the switch of the clock, the flow of time became viscous, and the world in front of him slowed down, but Nangong Ming quickly understood, but he became faster.

The bus hovers in mid-air face down and falls under the viaduct at a very slow speed. Just roll around two more times and the bus will hit the ground hard.

Nangong Ming unbuckled his seat belt and grabbed Broken Moon to remove the trash can that was in front of him and broke away from the car. The world just slowed down relatively and the original physical state did not change, Nangong Ming took a little effort to be careful not to break the headlights from the seat, and walked in front of the girl, and during this time, the car turned half a circle again.

The girl was now in mid-air, and the seat belt pulled her to the seat, so that she avoided the same misfortune as the clothes in the drum washing machine. Her hair obscured her face, and her mask still covered her face intact.

Nangong Ming unbuckled her seat belt and swung the Broken Moon to stab the glass, and the glass shards flew out as slowly as if they were in space. Nangong Ming saw that the nearest viaduct was also five or six meters away from the bus.

Nangong Ming's hand grabbed the girl's waist and jumped towards the viaduct.

The face hit the raindrops, and it was cold.

As his body fell, he summoned the coffin and kicked it. As soon as he put the girl in a safe place on the side of the road, he immediately turned around and jumped off the bus.

At this time, the bus was facing up, and Nangong Ming landed on the glass window of the bus, and saw that the wagon that had been hit was seriously deformed.

Nangong Ming ran to the front of the car quickly, and was about to puncture the glass of the door, but found that the driver was not in the driver's seat!