Chapter 857 Seized Control (Please subscribe, please collect, please vote monthly, please recommend votes)
Mostly, neither Su Yuan nor Liu Qingqing expected that Yang Jian would swing out so suddenly. A decisive blow.
But the result was impressive, but this knife was fatal to Liu Qingqing.
She was never Su Yuan's opponent, but at this moment, facing Yang Jian's sudden attack, she was completely unprepared and was directly robbed.
The terrifying attack of the hatchet broke out on her body. Even her alien body could not withstand it and was split into two halves. At the same time, Yang Jian's face also appeared. A thin red line appeared, and from his forehead to his chin, his whole body seemed to be divided into two. But with a burst of red light, his whole body returned to its intact state.
Obviously, he used the ability to restart.
Er Liu Qingqing cannot do this and can only wait for death. Even if she still retains consciousness under the influence of the supernatural, death is only a matter of time.
Looking at Liu Qingqing's split cheongsam and puppet-like body, Su Yuan turned to look at Yang Jian and sighed: "Please inform me first when you do it next time, otherwise you will be scared. Human."
Yang Jian replied expressionlessly: "You talk too much."
"Bullshit? Maybe, I just want her to understand. .”
Su Yuan shrugged, but the bus was still driving on the road. Perhaps because of the supernatural power of the bus, even if the killed ghost masters were dead at this moment, there was still no sign of the ghosts resurrecting, and similarly, there was no sign of the ghosts reviving. Because the number of ghosts on the bus did not decrease while the bus was driving, we had to wait until the bus stopped and throw the bodies of these people out.
Since the person was dead, the body was naturally discarded in the middle of the carriage. The seats were vacated, and Yang Jian chose a seat and sat down.
As for Su Yuan, he repeated his old tricks and turned around and walked towards the front of the car. He walked to the driver's seat and sat down.
The last time we got on the bus, the driver’s body was pulled away by Su Yuan, so the driver’s seat was always empty. Unfortunately, these ghost masters who got on the bus were too timid. , no one dared to choose the driver's seat, so it was always empty.
Yang Jian looked at Su Yuan's behavior, his eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say anything about the devil.
I guess I knew that the driver's seat was not inaccessible, but I didn't want to say anything more.
Seeing that Su Yuan was sitting in the driver's seat without hesitation at all, and nothing unusual happened, he couldn't help but nodded slightly.
And this scene fell into the eyes of other ghost masters, and they were all remembered in their minds.
Perhaps if Su Yuan hadn't been sitting in the driver's seat at this moment, someone might have wanted to go up and try it out to see if they could control the bus.
After all, it is not difficult to understand what it means to be able to control this supernatural vehicle.
Once there is the possibility of human driving, it is equivalent to controlling the lives of countless ghost masters. After all, most of them need to use some characteristics of the supernatural bus to suppress the resurrected ghosts in the body.
Under such circumstances, it is enough to make everyone crazy.
At the same time, there were many people looking at Su Yuan with burning eyes, as if they wanted to know whether the other party could control these two supernatural buses. Unfortunately, Su Yuan was sitting on the bus. After the driver's position, there is no extra movement, just sitting there.
The bus is still running according to a certain pattern, along a silent asphalt road. The whole road is very strange. At first glance, it seems that there is no end in sight, if it were not for the changing scenery outside. If so, I'm not even sure whether the bus is actually moving and not spinning in circles.
As time passed bit by bit, the surrounding scenery soon changed. The outline of a village was revealed outside the window, and along this road, buses were heading towards the village. Drive inside.
It seems that we are almost at a stop.
It was not only Su Yuan who discovered this, but also other passengers in the car.
“We’re about to reach the first stop.”
Su Yuan’s expression changed slightly, and then he looked at the situation outside through the car window.
The situation outside is very strange. It seems to be in a village. There are wooden blue-tiled houses everywhere. They are very old and have a sense of history. They are also mysterious and quiet, deserted, and there are many trees everywhere. It was full of weeds, and in some places the doors and windows were rotten, leaving only empty window openings.
It is not difficult to see that this place has been abandoned for a long time.
Just judging from the style, this is a typical domestic building. It is estimated that the construction time is not short.
At this time, Su Yuan could keenly feel that the bus was slowing down. Similarly, the people on the bus could also feel it, and then they all became inexplicably nervous.
Because every time a supernatural bus stops, there is a certain danger involved.
If it is parked in a real-life city, then the people in the car can take this opportunity to get off, but if it is parked in such an incomprehensible and strange place, then you absolutely cannot Get off the bus.
Once the supernatural bus leaves, you are likely to stay in this place forever. Whether you can get out alive depends on God's will.
In a moment, a station suddenly appeared on the road passing this village. The modern station looked out of place and conflicted with the appearance of the village.
But at the station, there was already a strange figure standing there, seemingly waiting to get on the train.
At this moment, Su Yuan could not help but narrowed his eyes slightly.
Because he saw something waiting to get on the platform.
It was an old man with a stooped back and a face that looked lifeless. The old man was wearing a black cloth shirt and carrying a bamboo basket on one of his thin arms. The bamboo basket was covered with floral cloth.
This looks like an old man coming back from the market in the countryside.
Old lady?
No! That’s Meng Xiaodong! A ghost controller during the Republic of China. Unfortunately, she is already dead. She is now in a state of resurgence as a ghost. She may still retain some consciousness, but there is absolutely no doubt about the degree of danger.
When thinking of the horror of the infinite invasion, even Su Yuan couldn't help but have a headache.
After all, this is not a role that can be nailed to the coffin, and if he wants to solve the opponent, even he doesn't have a good way to solve it.
So after a short moment of thinking, Su Yuan made a decision. He decisively reached out and held the steering wheel, then stepped on the accelerator and forcibly took control of the bus. (End of this chapter)