Ranbai decided decisively on the spot, and the method was faster than the reaction. The dark red sickle in her hand was directly thrown towards the direction of the last bus No. 44 that was moving away.

"Still..." Because of the obstacles ahead, the driver was forced to stop and stepped on the brakes, and the body made a strange sound.

The driver, dressed in a blue company system, wiped the sweat from his head, and looked at the huge scythe that was blocking the car with his muddy and unconscious eyes.

The bus that was originally driving rapidly stopped, and the silent passengers in the car raised their heads, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing and strange.

Ranbai looked at the last bus that was forced to stop, curled his lips slightly, and flashed over.

Ouyang Jingxue and the others looked at each other and ran over quickly.

Gu Lanxi, who was caught off guard, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Mom, she was scared to death.

Ranbai kicked the car door with a low voice: "Open the door."

The driver's legs kept trembling, and there was a clear feeling of struggle on his face. Finally, he pressed the button to open the car door with a trembling trembling.

Ranbai stepped on the bottom of the car with one foot, and the sickle automatically flew back to Ranbai's hand.

Ranbai was wearing a black cloak, holding a blood-colored sickle, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at the dense and hesitant ghosts not far away.

Her blood-crying lips curled up a provocative smile, her slender and pale fingers pressed against her lips, and went down, and compared her middle fingers under the gaze of the ghosts, spitting out two clear and arrogant words: "Spicy, chicken."

A full of provocation and arrogance.

Ghosts:!!!

Is ghosts without dignity?!

As soon as she finished speaking, she got into the car. The driver trembled with his fingers and pressed the button wildly. He quickly closed the car door, stepped on the accelerator and ran forward.

When he noticed that someone had gotten into the car, all the "people" in the car raised their heads and looked at the man in black cloak, with a strange expression.

"Host, did you do it on purpose??" What are you doing on purpose to provoke those ghosts?

"Well, it was intentional." Ranbai admitted lightly.

Ranbai didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He stood beside the driver, holding a sickle in his hand, and looked at the driver with a smile, "Don't let me get in the car, huh?"

"No, no, I dare not." Under Ranbai's gaze, the driver's calf shaking became more and more violently, and a drop of sweat slid down his forehead.

"What are you afraid of?" Ranbai raised his eyebrows: "Don't worry, I won't move you now."

"..." The driver, the driver's legs were shaking even harder.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, smashing to the ground, and the bumpy areas on the road were already filled with rain.

The driver felt a dangerous gaze staring at him. He cried and held the steering wheel tightly with his hands tightly, and spoke tremblingly: "That, you can find a place to sit."

"No." Ranbai rejected the driver's kindness: "I feel it's good for me to stand."

"..." You are fine, but I am not good.

"Why are you sweating all the time?" Ranbai noticed that the sweat on the driver's head had not stopped. He narrowed his eyes and spoke.

"It may be because the weather is too hot..." The driver stared at the front, not daring to look at Ranbai, and said lamely.

"Oh." Ranbai looked at the heavy rain that was pouring out of the car window, nodded, and spoke meaningfully: "It's quite hot."

Finally, Ranbai looked away from the driver's eyes and looked at the other passengers in the car.

The driver breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his tight body. He raised his hand and wiped the constant sweat, staring at the front and continued driving.

"Ding, start the hidden forced mission guide for the male god: wine, please warm him with love, care for him with your heart, knock him down, and sleep him."
Chapter completed!