Chapter 3: Buses (2)

An angry curse erupted from inside the carriage.

"What the hell, are you fucking crazy?" I saw a yellow-haired young man who had fallen down, after getting up from the floor of the carriage, rushed to the cab position with a curse, and grabbed the middle-aged man's neckline.

The latter was expressionless, and his eyes just glanced coldly at the yellow-haired youth.

Suddenly, his right hand lifted and slashed at the young man's neck at great speed, and then his foot slammed lightly into his ankle.

Poof!

The young man who had just gotten up fell to the ground again, knocking into the carriage and trembling.

Obviously, this time it was a worse fall than before.

"Has this man practiced?" Feeling the slight tremor transmitted by the yellow-haired young man when he fell from the seat under his buttocks, Jiang Yan looked surprised.

It took less than a second for this man to drop directly into a guy about his size.

It was not only Jiang Yan who was shocked, but the other passengers who wanted to open their mouths to blame the middle-aged man all shrank their necks after seeing the fate of the yellow-haired young man, and swallowed the words that came to their mouths.

The man didn't mean to be arrogant and unreasonable, but the yellow-haired young man looked around the carriage and gently explained to the passengers: "With such a big fog, the chance of an accident if you continue to drive is extremely high, and you can't afford to take your life for a bus." ”

As he spoke, the man slapped his palm on the door switch in the cab.

The driver didn't dare to move.

"I'm going to get out of the car, and I advise you to walk too. ”

Before leaving, the middle-aged man did not forget to look back and remind the passengers in the car.

The man's words made perfect sense, anyway, Jiang Yan stood up from his seat after a little thought.

He still has parents at home, so he can't take this risk.

And calculating the time, it is estimated that he is almost at his rental house, and he can't walk a few steps.

"Although I believe in the driver's skills, there is no need to gamble on this luck. Muttering in his mouth, Jiang Yan stepped off the bus second.

After the other passengers looked at each other, they also chose to get off the bus one after another.

In less than ten seconds, only the driver and the yellow-haired young man who was wailing in pain were left in the bus.

There was a lot of fog outside, and there was a special smell in the fog, similar to burnt charcoal, which was produced after volatilization.

"Huh!" Less than a minute after getting off the bus, Jiang Yan suddenly stopped walking and let out a soft sigh.

He sensed an anomaly in the fog.

It's not because of the smell in the air.

Ordinary fog is foggy from a distance, and the fog itself is almost invisible to the naked eye when approaching.

However, Jiang Yan had just walked out of a few tens of meters, and the black mist that rushed from all directions had already wrapped around his white shirt.

The slightest wisp of breath resembles a woman's hair.

Jiang Yan looked weird, took out his mobile phone and turned on the mobile phone light.

Under the white light, Jiang Yan finally saw the color of the mist clearly.

"Black Mist?" Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, and then muttered softly, "Is the air pollution in this city already so serious?"

Without waiting for him to continue observing.

"Ahh

It was as if the speaker was in great pain.

Jiang Yan only walked a few dozen meters away, and immediately turned back, but because of the extremely low visibility, let alone people, even the bus could only see a vague outline.

Putting the mobile phone in his pocket with his backhand, Jiang Yan decided to go back and take a look after a little hesitation, and immediately walked briskly, very close to the bus.

The bus stopped for less than a minute.

Jiang Yan didn't go far, and the others were even more so, and the passengers who got off the bus were almost all attracted by the screams and approached the bus one after another.

When Jiang Yan returned to the bus, there were already seven or eight people here.

They stopped less than five meters from the bus.

From a distance, Jiang Yan saw the short fat man surrounded by the crowd.

"It's him!" From his clothes, Jiang Yan quickly judged that this fat man was not the guy who sat in the back half of the carriage with him before, bowing his head and playing with his mobile phone.

Now the fat man is holding his stomach with a painful face, screaming and rolling wildly on the road.

No one suspected that he was pretending, his fat face was almost distorted in pain, at least Jiang Yan had never seen anyone with almost distorted facial features because of pain.

This made Jiang Yan have a bad premonition in his heart.

"Dude, what's wrong with you?

At this time, a young man in his early twenties tentatively squatted down and patted the fat man's body.

If the latter had not heard it, his fat body trembled in pain, and his wailing was still there.

"It looks serious, why don't you call 120!" suggested a woman in professional attire in her thirties.

"Well, if you don't let it go, you might die. A man with slightly bald hair chimed in.

The two of them completely forgot the current situation, and even the bus did not dare to continue driving, did the ambulance dare to come?

Jiang Yan obviously thought of this, but he didn't stop the two of them from making a move.

It's better to call an ambulance than to do nothing.

While thinking, Jiang Yan also turned on the mobile phone light at this time, squatted down, and lay next to the fat man who was rolling around, wanting to see what his condition was.

Originally, it was just an unintentional move, but he didn't expect to rely on the light of the lights to really let him see some clues.

"It's!"

Looking at the faint light of the mobile phone lamp, a trace of black substance as thin as a hair could be vaguely seen, drilling into the fat man's body.

Live like countless maggots, burrowing into the carrion of the picture.

This scene made Jiang Yan's scalp tingle.

Isn't this black substance the essence of the black fog?

Because the surrounding area was shrouded in black fog, the light was extremely dim, and no one else saw this picture.

Jiang Yan was taken aback by this terrifying scene, and his body jumped up from the squatting position.

The others were attracted by Jiang Yan's movements, and they all turned their eyes to it in confusion.

Jiang Yan turned a blind eye, and after being shocked, he seemed to remember something, and quickly slapped the light of his mobile phone on his palm that was exposed outside his shirt.

Sure enough, he saw the same picture on the back of his left hand as the fat man.

However, in a small area on the back of the hand, there are at least forty or fifty strands of black maggot-like substance that are burrowing into his body along the pores.

"Damn! What the hell is this!" Jiang was tired of living so big, he had never experienced such a strange scene, and his face turned pale in an instant.

The mobile phone was thrown aside by him, and the free right hand quickly grabbed the back of the left hand, trying to pull out the black substance.

However, it didn't seem to have any effect, and as soon as his right palm came into contact with those black substances, they were like life, and they turned into his skin and flesh at a faster speed.

Not only did he fail to achieve his goal, but instead let Jiang Yan see that his right arm was also covered by black silk thread.

Jiang Yan's body took three steps back, and his face was like ashes.

On the other side, I don't know if it was because of the light and distance, the passengers still didn't see what was going on, only saw Jiang Yan scratching the back of his hand like crazy.

One by one, they showed strange colors.

They almost thought that the fat man had some kind of infectious disease, and Jiang Yan happened to be infected.

Subconsciously, seven or eight people took a step back at the same time, away from Jiang Yan and the fat man.

At the same time, the working woman who wanted to call an ambulance put down her mobile phone with a frown.

The phone didn't go through because there was no signal at all.

"Ahh

It was the man with the bald hair from before.

The latter scratched his face like crazy, blood stains cut through his fingernails.

The passengers were once again frightened and retreated.

"Oops, there's another infection, it can't be some new virus!"

"We may have been infected, too. ”

"Hurry up and call an ambulance, it will be out of control if it drags on any longer. ”

"It's useless, the phone doesn't work, there's no signal here at all. ”

The professional woman's face turned pale.

Her words were obviously not enough to convince everyone, and the remaining four or five people took out their mobile phones one after another, and the results can be imagined.

Everyone's cell phone signal is a space.

Fear, confusion, and other negative emotions climbed into everyone's hearts.

An unknown infectious disease has broken out, and here, as the source, there is no signal.

Jiang Yan was already indifferent to the voices of the people around him, and after being stunned for a moment for a while, his eyes swept over the faces of the six people who were still normal.

Before, he had to use the light of his mobile phone to see the black silk thread.

And now, in such a dimly lit environment, he can actually see it clearly.

The faces of the six people, all of them, were almost covered with black silk threads.

The black silk danced wildly, digging into the flesh frantically.

The black lines were so dense that they almost drowned out their facial features.

"It's so obvious, can't they see it?" Jiang muttered to himself, the fear in his heart getting stronger and stronger.

Just when everyone at the scene was at a loss.

A black figure rushed out of the thickest fog in front of him.

It's as fast as those of long-distance runners.

Lai was slightly out of breath, and said to himself: "The road ahead is broken! I haven't heard that this road is going to be constructed before." ”

Looking at his appearance, isn't it the middle-aged man who brought down the yellow-haired youth with one move.

He didn't know anything about what was happening next to the bus, and looked at the people with panicked expressions, as well as the fat man rolling on the ground and the bald man scratching his face to the point of blood.

The man finally showed a look of surprise: "What happened?"

Until a roar exploded next to the bus.

"Get on the bus, get on the bus, don't wait here, we're going to get out of here. ”

The one who spoke out was Jiang Yan, because he saw that the middle-aged man's face was also covered with the same silk threads.

He was almost certain that no one could see the black thread, only himself.

If you continue to stay here, the consequences will be unimaginable.