MTL - Boyfriends Always Turned out to Be a Horror Movie Boss-Chapter 95 Hell Bus

[The vehicle has resumed driving, but everyone is in a dead silence—no one dares to speak, and even the sound of breathing is extremely low.

Guo An sat by the window, looking at the darkness outside the window, and his heart gradually became despair.

The driver has been dead for a long time, and the foolish man sitting in front of him is still frightened. Then who is driving now?

What is the so-called **** bus?

Guo An wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and suddenly felt that there was something wrong with her memory.

His memory seemed to be wiped away by an invisible eraser, only the memory when he woke up from the hotel.

The wife beside him was afraid to cling to him, and Jiao's body trembled, which was especially pitying.

Guo An took a deep breath and hugged his wife tightly, alleviating the fear in his heart.

Forget it, so long as they stay together, it doesn't matter what happens.

drop--

The vehicle slowed down at a constant speed, and it stopped.

[The first stop-the old rental house, please prepare the sinners who will leave the station. ]

The cold voice sounded again, but this time there was no questioning voice.

Everyone watched as the driverless bus stopped smoothly and the doors opened slowly.

The rain from outside the door splashed in, and the cold was dazzling.

[First stop-old rental house. ]

[Two years ago, a loving couple met to elope due to the persecution of their parents and fled to another city.

However, the distressed financial situation made the man intolerable and he chose to commit suicide with his girlfriend.

The girlfriend refused, and the man killed his girlfriend and sealed him in a mattress because of love and hate. After that, the man left the city and started a new life. ]

The icy male voice sounded in this still car, making people feel chills.

[Please passengers get off carefully and visit this site. ]

[Please passengers choose the sinner to stay after the visit-wrong choices will lead to serious consequences. ]

[This station is docked-I wish you all pleasant sightseeing. ]

The passengers in the car are still sitting in their seats. No one wants to get out of the car and go sightseeing in the dilapidated rental house outside. Even some people can't bear such a horrible encounter and can't help crying.

After a long while, there was a strange noise outside the car after a suffocating silence.

Giggle-ha-

The weird voice spread inside the car, like a woman's gasping pain in her ear.

boom--

The door rang loudly, as if hit by a heavy object.

A bloated woman got in the car.

The woman's rotten face had a smile on her face, and the next moment, a passenger closest to her made a heartbreaking scream.

"Ahhh-no !!! Save me-"

Blood splattered the faces of the people around him, and everyone screamed. The man with glasses sitting in the back looked particularly strange. 】

——From "Hell Bus"

Zhou Yu watched the spectacled man and the young woman hug each other, flirted and got into the car, only felt that his throat was blocked with blood, and he was uncomfortable.

This is showing off, it is showing off!

Closing the folding door, Zhou Yu annoyedly halted the half-length hair covering half of her face back to her head.

When the tour is over, he must cut a flat head to highlight his manhood, this hair is too feminine.

When turning his head to get on the car, Yu Guang in the corner of Zhou Yu saw the clown walking out of the hotel, and his face suddenly smiled again: "Hi! Bye!"

The clown, who was motionless with a cane, took off the black hat above his head and saluted again.

Zhou Yu waved his hand funnyly and responded aloud: "No need to send it! Brother! See you later!"

This is really an enthusiastic good buddy. Pingshui just met, and he was willing to send him a ride.

He got in the car while waving his hand, Zhou Yu looked at the inside of the car, only to find that the car was full and there was almost no empty space.

The interior of this luxury bus is really luxurious, the seats are leather, soft, and the car has its own water heater, which can take hot water-but the disadvantage is that there are a few seats.

Originally, the body was very spacious when viewed from the outside. As a result, there were less than thirty seats in the house, and some people put their bags beside them to prevent others from sitting on them.

Because he came up late, Zhou Yu had already foreseen this situation and was not surprised.

However, the people in the car seemed to care about his lateness, and looked at him with a look of contempt—maybe it was because of his hair and clothes. Zhou Yu knew very well.

He casually glanced at the remaining seats in the carriage, and just saw the family of three who had already been seated in the car-they occupied an entire two rows and they were just empty.

Sister Zhou Zhi noticed Zhou Yu's gaze and snorted coldly, and put the snack bag on the empty seat.

Zhou Yu skipped over there, his face remained unchanged.

He didn't even want to sit next to them-he made himself unhappy.

After looking around, Zhou Yu saw an empty spot in the second row, and walked to that row, ready to sit down.

It turns out that Zhou Yu underestimated the influence of her non-mainstream hairstyle.

The fangs woman sitting in the second row gave him a disgusting glance-focusing on his non-mainstream grandma's gray and half-length hair, and put the carry-on bag in the seat next to him.

As soon as Zhou Yu walked to the side of the seat, he faced such a situation, frowned slightly, and asked softly, "Sister, is there anyone in this position?"

The fangs woman fiddled with the gold bracelet on her hand and said without raising her head, "Someone."

Zhou Yu looked at the closed door and said nothing.

He is the last one to come. Who else can sit here?

But since others don't welcome it, he should find another place.

Zhou Yu went to the left side of the third row again. A fat middle-aged man was sitting there, and the inside of his window was empty.

With a smile on his face, Zhou Yu asked, "Brother, can you make it? I sit inside."

The middle-aged man glanced at him, coughed, and spit a sputum into the trash can next to Zhou Yu.

"Ahem! I'm going to put something in here, you can find another place, there isn't there!" The middle-aged man held his beer belly up and stretched his finger to a seat not far away.

That seat was right next to the door in the first row. It was conspicuous and indeed empty.

Zhou Yu is really a little angry now.

He certainly knew that there was an empty seat there, but the seat there was broken, the springs came out, and even the appearance of the leather was a bit old. It was obviously not a place to sit.

"Brother, I don't think you have any other luggage. Can it be convenient? It all cost money. Shouldn't this seat be alone?" Zhou Yu said with restrained anger, but he said as nicely as possible With.

The middle-aged man stopped talking and lay down on his seat, closed his eyes and slept.

Zhou Yu's chest twitched a few times, and he wanted to move his fist.

A woman just now, he didn't want to bully the weak and didn't want to be misunderstood to take advantage of others, so he didn't do much entanglement.

But now, this fat man dares to bully like this too much.

"Zhou Yu! Find a seat and sit down! Don't bother to find someone else all day!"

Sitting in the back rows, his mother Lu Meng, who had witnessed the whole process, showed dissatisfaction.

I know this stupid person who is in trouble all day long. Fortunately, I was not born by myself, or I will be suffocated sooner or later—God has gone away, how can this guy have such a healthy body, but her biological baby The son was frail and sick.

Fortunately, after reaching the terminal station and having that surgery, this arrogant kid can't go any further-her baby boy will inherit this guy's health.

Zhou Yu gave Lu Meng a cold look, and turned his head to stab this fat man who weighed more than 200 kilograms: "I said-I don't make a fuss, you really take me as a soft persimmon! "

He works very hard in the factory all the year round, and it is more than enough to teach such a fat man.

Lu Meng looked at Zhou Yu's deliberate action against her, and was distorted with anger once again, and was speechless for a moment.

Zhou Guoren next to him was still embarrassed and didn't plan to take care of these things. Zhou Zhi watched the scene with a bit of fear. She didn't expect that this always weak brother could still have this strength.

Here, the middle-aged man who was still pretending to sleep was instantly frightened by the three souls, and shouted, "You! Nyima! Hurry up and let me go!"

Zhou Yu didn't hit him either, he just choked him up and left the seat a few centimeters out of thin air, which also made him very tired, but he still pretended to be a very relaxed look, and said badly: "You let Don't let it, huh? "

In order to strengthen the deterrent effect and not to let people look flat, Zhou Yu also deliberately learned the sloppy appearances that he had encountered while working before, and the whole person became very fierce.

However, it may be that Zhou Yu didn't learn his expression at home. Instead of letting go, the middle-aged man was distorted with an angry face, turned his head and spit a thick sputum on the empty seat: "Oh! You sit! A little Bunny! "

Zhou Yu's face was completely cloudy, he glanced at the seat where he was spit, and punched him severely with a punch.

The man shrank into pain, mourning.

Zhou Yu stood up straight and looked at the surrounding passengers. All the passengers who were opposite his eyes avoided his sight-including the spectacled man he had just helped.

No one came forward to help this fat man who was stung, and no one expressed his dissatisfaction or help to Zhou Yu.

Everyone is a state of mind that has nothing to do with their own hangs, watching this scene indifferently-but looking at Zhou Yu's eyes has changed, in addition to contempt, there is a bit of fear.

Zhou Yu walked to the first row expressionlessly, took out the paper towels he carried with him, and it took a lot of effort to basically wipe the stains off that seat.

Although it was still a little dirty in the final seat, Zhou Yu was not too precious, so he just sat up.

"You ... wait for Lao Tzu! ... Get out of the car! I will call the police! Wait for you in jail!"

The fat man who finally slowed down weakly put down the ruthless words, lying on the seat without moving a step, and seemed to be stunned.

Zhou Yu ignored him, but just kept changing his sitting position—the spring beneath him was uncomfortable.

He deliberately beat his stomach. He had a sense of discomfort. He didn't use much energy, and it was just blocked by the seat in front. He couldn't take pictures. These passengers were also the main ones who couldn't burn himself without hurting--if the police If he could be sentenced by the fat man's words, then he was counted.

In order to ignore the uncomfortable feeling brought by the seat, Zhou Yu took out the roses in the handbag-two still bright roses.

I don't know if the clown took these two flowers without the consent of the hotel.

In fact, he had always wanted to ask, but he was afraid that the clown's interest would be swept away, and it made him feel happy again, so he didn't say anything.

Thinking of the clown just now, Zhou Yu's depressed mood suddenly improved a lot, and he couldn't help but bend his corners.

I have to admit that this clown is the most beloved clown he has ever seen-at least he feels that this clown is very kind, even a little subtle when he separates.

Turning his head to look at the window next to him, Zhou Yu saw the elegant figure of the clown-in a suit, he was silently looking at the bus.

Although he knew that the clown might not see the car, Zhou Yu waved his hand in the direction of the clown. The smile on his face was bright.

He is now looking forward to returning--by then he can meet the clown again.

The bus finally started after everyone was seated, and the car quickly left the hotel.

The man named Guo An still couldn't help looking back at the hotel door-the clown who stood upright waved at the car as if he was saying goodbye.

Guo An frowned, looking back, a little more anxious.

Looking at the bus driving into the darkness, the clown tilted his head and slammed his fingers. There seemed to be something in the void to respond to his order respectfully.

After a while, the figure standing in front of the hotel gradually faded as the bus was away, and the hotel behind him turned into a ruin.

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small theater:

Zhou Yu: This rose is stolen (tangled)

Clown: (silently pulled out the property certificate of the hotel)

Spiritual world consciousness: (carefully poked at hell) That, hell, dad has a question to ask you ...

Hell world consciousness: (Gracefully take off your hat to pay tribute) Please speak, I listen to you.

Spiritual world consciousness: (cold sweat), suddenly, I don't want to ask anymore ... I feel so shameless, poking wounds ...

Future world consciousness: (Empty expression) Let's talk for Lingyi. What's your experience with cuckold?

Spiritual world consciousness: (cover your face in shame) Dad, dad are not so gossip, really!

Hell world consciousness: (Gracefully took out a handkerchief and wiped away tears) I mean ... (Crying and runny.jpg) I really miss my ex-wife! Oooooooooooh--

after an hour.

Lingyi, future and others: (smile reveals despair.jpg) Don't cry big brother, we will never ask again, OK? Kneeling! 2k novel reading network