Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare

On the dark road, the sound of the bus closing the door could be heard far away, and then the taillights came on, the vehicle started quickly and rushed out.

On the platform, those nightmares who got off the train just now couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's dangerous!"

"The few people just now were not allowed to get in the car before."

"You didn't see that the driver has changed."

"I don't think it was replaced, it was killed. The driver's body was sitting in the back with a white cloth covering his head."

"I've noticed that too, so it's wise for us to get out of the car and stay in the car, no one knows what's going to happen."

"It makes sense. I hope that the next bus will return to normal. Otherwise, we will never be able to get off this road."

Didi!

"No long eyes!"

Lin Mo honked the car horn and cursed. On the road ahead, a bald head, no eyes, nose, mouth, and only a pair of ears, hurriedly flashed to the side.

Nearly hit.

"I really don't have eyes, so dangerous!"

Lin Mo mumbled, he is much more proficient in driving now than before, turning sharply, hitting straight, and doing it in one go. This bus actually feels like a performance car, especially on this dark and empty road, it is even more interesting, like playing a racing game with a late night scene.

Originally, the remaining passengers in the car were quite quiet, but they couldn't stand the bus swaying from side to side, especially the passenger sitting at the back, who was thrown to the left for a while, and then to the right for a while.

Brother Hammer was the first to hold back.

He got up and walked towards the driver with the **** hammer.

Seeing this, the half-length Nightmare lying on Lin Mo's shoulder immediately informed Lin Mo, who was very calm.

The next moment, Brother Hammer found a seat near the front and sat down.

The impact of the vehicle swing received in the front is relatively small.

So, Brother Hammer just changed his seat.

This time, a sudden brake.

Brother Hammer's head slammed directly on the back of the seat in front of him.

The same is true for the shroud zombie, struggling to stabilize its figure, but the mysterious cardboard box is no good. It slammed into the front, and the corpse of the white ghost who was hacked to death by Lin Mo before was also rolled and thrown into the carriage. Front part.

"You can't blame me for this, the road is blocked." Lin Mo explained to the passengers, and then pointed to a street light pole in the middle of the road.

The street light pole was broken, blocking the front sideways, causing the entire road to be blocked.

"Brother Hammer, please come down with me and move this thing away." Lin Mo opened the car door and walked down. Brother Hammer over there covered his face, thought about it, and followed.

Lin Mo couldn't do anything either. He couldn't ask that cardboard box to come down and help.

As for the shroud zombie, this old man doesn't seem to be very good at talking. He mainly walks and jumps. He belongs to the disabled with weak legs and feet, so he can only be called Brother Hammer.

Lin Mo looked at the street light pole, as if someone had broken it abruptly and deliberately put it across the road.

The two worked together to move the obstacle aside.

Lin Mo looked into the distance and always felt that something was wrong this time.

First, the original bus driver was infected with the "weird smiley face", and then encountered this reason and was blocked. The two things happened at the same time, how could it be such a coincidence.

"There must be something wrong!"

Lin Mo got into the car again, and just saw the corpse of the white ghost who had been identified as dead by him before. He was sitting on the ground at the moment, trying to close the split head with his hands.

This thing is not dead!

At this moment, the weird smile on the white ghost's face has disappeared, replaced by a mourning face.

If I had to describe it in one word, it would be 'fading'.

Seeing Lin Mo get into the car, the bad guy nodded to say hello, and then saw that the other half of his head was closed, but the slit that was split was still there. If he was not careful, it might have to split.

Lin Mo stared at the other party, watching out for this guy to seek revenge on him.

This thing is estimated to have an immortal body, anyway, it should not die with a knife and axe.

"Just now, thank you!" said the bad ghost.

Lin Mo didn't understand, showing doubts.

"That thing, I can get rid of it only by killing me. If you don't cut me, I will always be controlled by that thing. Life is better than death." The 'that thing' in the mouth is obviously a weird smiley face.

"You're welcome, it's what I should do." Lin Mo also said, according to the bad ghost, he really saved it.

"Where is that thing now?" the bad ghost asked. It looked around and looked at everyone's face. When it saw the cardboard box, it wanted to go and open the cardboard box. Noticing something, he stopped again.

Somewhat apprehensive glanced at the cardboard box.

Lin Mo pointed to the bus driver who was sitting alone in the back.

The bad ghost looked at it and nodded: "Don't show it, just look at it at a close distance and it's over."

Lin Mo has also been tricked, and he knows what the bad ghost is talking about.

He walked over immediately and tightened the white clothes wrapped around the driver's face to make sure it wouldn't fall off.

"Where are you going?" The bad ghost asked Lin Mo when he saw that Lin Mo was sitting in the driver's seat and was about to drive.

"Platform 69." Lin Mo said.

"Junk Alley?"

"Do you know the junk lane?" Lin Mo is a little different, because the nightmares on the highway generally don't know the location of the junk lane, but everyone who does know is already trapped in it, and they can't escape without enough money.

"Of course I know, I just escaped from the junk lane." The bad ghost hurriedly said: "Don't go, there is an accident in the junk lane, that thing has spread in the junk lane~www.wuxiaspot.com~ go. There, there is only one dead end."

Lin Mo's face changed.

Start the car now.

"I didn't make it clear? Or did you not understand?" Cui Gui was anxious.

"My dad is in the junk lane." Lin Mo said a word, but the bad ghost was silent.

In front, platform 69 was looming. Finally, the bus stopped next to him. Lin Mo turned off the engine, but he opened the door and got off without taking out the key.

Others may not go, but Lin Mo must go.

But what made Lin Mo different was that the passengers in the car, except for the motionless driver, all followed.

When Brother Hammer saw Lin Mo looking at him, he said that he wanted to leave the shackles of Route 66, so he had to go to the junk lane. Whoever stopped him would just hammer him to death. He used to do this all the time.

The shrouded zombie didn't speak at all, and the dead gray eyes didn't have any fear. Lin Mo didn't persuade him either, this shroud zombie is very special, the other party should have the ability to think, it didn't attack him in the car, maybe it was because he let it on the car.

And cardboard boxes.

No one knows how this thing got off the car, anyway, as long as you look back, the cardboard box must be a few meters away, which is the most bizarre and mysterious thing.

Lin Mo looked at the bad ghost: "Then what are you doing down here?"

"I don't want to, but I'm afraid to stay alone and can only follow you." The bad ghost is now topless, his clothes have been requisitioned, and he is trembling at the moment, looking pitiful.