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The roof of the car was sizzling, and the tram was shaking, as if there was a cable connected to the collector pole on the roof.??    ?

The lights in the car flashed, just like the light bulb was in poor contact, or the current was interrupted and intermittent.

Zhang Xiao's rise did not attract too much attention from other passengers, at least both of them in the rear compartment turned a blind eye.

It is no surprise that when Zhang Xiao saw these passengers in the car sitting so scattered, he knew that these people were selfish and suspicious.

Considering their identity as evil ghosts, this is not surprising.

With a smile, he knew that his actions should not be disturbed by the passengers, at least before the actions were successful.

The only thing that is worthy of now is the only two "public officials".

He felt the visiting gaze from behind and knew that the driver was looking at him through the rearview mirror, but it was impossible for the driver to put the car and run over to cause trouble for him.

The most likely obstacle to his actions was another "public official" ticket seller, and I don't know if her injuries were healed?

Zhang Xiao glanced at the empty ticket seller seat, slightly alert, and slightly closed his right hand during action to prevent the pattern on his arm from appearing.

However, until he walked through the space where the hidden ticket seller was located, the ticket seller did not appear. It seemed that she either didn't care about Zhang Xiao's actions or was powerless.

Zhang Xiao did not stop, and he held the handrail step by step with the last row as if nothing had happened.

The flashes of lights continued more frequently, and his face flickered and the smile on the corners of his mouth became terrifying in the weird lights.

No surprise, he was about to walk to the position of the deceased ghost sitting. Zhang Xiao still maintained his normal course and was about to walk by without any speed.

Kaka,

The tram was pressed down, but suddenly it bumped.

Zhang Xiao was calm on the surface, but his nerves were always tight, and he walked with the handrail and did not fall.

But when he calmed down and was about to move forward, he found a vegetable basket pouring under his feet, blocking the already small aisle.

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

When he turned his eyes, he saw the decapitated ghost sitting by the aisle. He was now in a headless state, and he was sitting upright on the chair against the tram, but he didn't know where he was looking.

However, Zhang Xiao always felt that he was "looking at" him.

"Is it intentional?" Zhang Xiao was not sure, but it was too coincidental to say that it was a coincidence.

After a little silence, Zhang Xiao squatted down and carefully straightened the basket, moving it back to the feet of the dead-headed ghost. He could feel the heavy weight in his hands. He knew that the basket contained something, and the heavy weight would never belong to the basket made of bamboo strips.

Before he got up, he saw the cloth covered with the vegetable basket slipping down a corner. It was black and the light around him could not shine in at all. But strangely, there was an inexplicable attraction inside, which made Zhang Xiao unconsciously stretch out his hand.

Bang!

Zhang Xiao was shocked and came to his senses before he realized that his arm was grabbed by his other hand, which was naturally the hand of the decapitated ghost.

His hands were very rough, which matched his stout figure, and he was extremely strong, and he hugged Zhang Xiao's hands like iron pliers.

Zhang Xiao struggled hard, but the broken-headed ghost's hand did not move at all. As well, Zhang Xiao's own hand was fixed there without moving.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiao had only one hand and could move normally in other parts of his body.

He turned his head carefully to look at the dead head ghost, and found that he had not done anything else, so he felt a little relieved. Only then did Zhang Xiao have time to recall the reasons why he fell into this difficult situation.

With a slight squinting, he turned his attention to the vegetable basket at the feet of the dead head ghost.

"Huh?" Only then did he notice that his hand was always pinching a corner of the cover of the vegetable basket! Until now, he was caught by the decapitated ghost and never let go!

The strange situation immediately made him realize that he was caught. Without hesitation, Zhang Xiao immediately let go of the cloth in his hand.

Almost at the same time, the decapitated ghost also let go of his hand. He naturally picked up the corner of the cloth that Zhang Xiao threw away, pulled it back and covered the vegetable basket.

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

At the beginning, he thought he was plotted by the decapitated ghost. After all, the vegetable basket was originally a decapitated ghost, but after seeing the decapitated ghost's actions just now, Zhang Xiao realized that maybe he had misunderstood.

There was clearly a great danger in the vegetable basket. The decapitated ghost did not let him see it. No matter what the motive was, objectively speaking, it obviously protected him, which made him need to think carefully.

"Is he protecting me?" Zhang Xiao slashed his eyebrows slightly with the edge of his thumb, "That's not him...who will it be?" After a few strokes, he also had an answer in his heart.

The strange situation just now was the core of the vegetable basket itself, but the scene where the vegetable basket fell.

The vegetable basket was originally a close object of the decapitated ghost. It can be seen that there was a big secret hidden inside. The decapitated ghost definitely attaches great importance to it, but by looking at such a good thing, it accidentally fell down before Zhang Xiao passed by, fell in front of him, blocking his way.

This is the key to all problems, the starting point for all strange things.

"Driver..." Zhang Xiao remained silent and did not look back, but his heart had cleared the mirror and understood the causes and consequences.

Only the driver who controls the tram can do such a thing under the guise of bumps, or in other words, only the tram driver can do the bumps in this ghost tram.

Zhang Xiao felt quite strange in his heart. Could it be that he had already aroused the driver's vigilance before he could take action? Or was that guy just disliked him, so he used a random trick to harm him?

Shaking his head, he looked at the decapitated ghost again. He was already hesitant and finally made up his mind.

"Ha... it's worry-free." Zhang Xiao smiled softly, walked to the side of the dead ghost, and no longer shy about sitting down.

The dead-headed ghost sat here, no matter how crooked and bumpy the tram drove, he was still motionless and sat steadily, holding it like a bell.

But he was not only unresponsive to the bumps of the car, but also unresponsive to Zhang Xiao sitting next to him.

Zhang Xiao didn't care, and lowered his voice, his voice as if echoing in his abdomen. "Mr. Yan, get off the bus soon, there will be a big change here later."

The sound was almost inaudible after half a meter, but it was not a skill, but the speech skills that Zhang Xiao and Ji Qing had learned in class when he was a child.

The decapitated ghost still didn't move after hearing this. Zhang Xiao felt that the decapitated ghost didn't even "see" him this time.

"Mr. Yan, I just thanked you for helping me. I don't want to harm you. I will..."

Before Zhang Xiao could finish his words, the dead-headed ghost suddenly stretched out his hand. After stopping Zhang Xiao's words, he pressed it on the cover of the vegetable basket like lightning.

The things in the vegetable basket seemed to be able to feel the state outside. Almost at the same time, the cloth was pressed up, but they were pressed down again under the decapitated ghost's big hand.

Zhang Xiao's expression changed slightly, and he immediately stood up, but the decapitated ghost did not move. Except for one hand pressing on the cloth, it was no different from the sitting position just now.

Zhang Xiao looked around the carriage. Although he still looked like a ragged person, it was no longer the same for him. He looked at the dead head ghost again and nodded slightly.

He already knew what was hidden in the vegetable basket, and he understood the obsession and painstaking efforts of the dead head ghost... This made him admire this hero who was born after his death.

"Mr. Yan is worthy of being the backbone of the nation. Such righteousness and sentiment are admirable. Isn't it impossible to sacrifice my life for justice like Mr. Yan, but he is not an indecisive person. Please stick to it again."

After saying that, Zhang Xiao pulled up his sleeves and exposed the thorns in his right hand.

He closed his eyes slightly, and his calm eyes were instantly filled with flames, hatred was like oil, and anger was like fire.

And in his hands...

boom--

The seemingly ordinary but absolutely extraordinary fire of purgatory was ignited!

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Chapter completed!