Chen Zhao glanced out the window.
They'd passed the road sign. Highway 666. They were still 20 kilometers away from Basto.
Chen Zhao frowned. They seemed to have passed this road just now.
Whatever. Maybe it was an illusion.
Just then, the bus entered the tunnel.
Chen Zhao touched his chin. It wasn't an illusion.
Just then, the driver said, "Barbara, did you notice that we've already passed this tunnel?"
"Are you secretly drinking?" Barbilla asked.
"No, I've been sober for a week."
"Then drive properly. Don't be so paranoid."
But half an hour later, they passed this tunnel again.
Chen Zhao clearly remembered the road sign and the tunnel.
"F * ck, we really passed here. Barbara, look, this is the third time."
Barbara looked out the window. "That's weird. There's only one tunnel from Las Vegas to Los Angeles."
She also remembered that they'd passed this tunnel once.
"Horst, did you drive the wrong way?"
"Don't joke around," Horst said. "I've been driving this road for 30 years. How can I drive the wrong way?"
Suddenly, the bus shone on a car parked in the middle of the road.
"Damn, f * ck …" Horst yelled and hurriedly stepped on the brakes.
Honk!
Horst honked continuously, but the car in front didn't move.
It was still there, not moving at all.
"There doesn't seem to be anyone in the car in front." Willion looked out the window.
"There really doesn't seem to be anyone."
"Let's go down and see," Barbara said.
Horst got out of the car unwillingly. Chen Zhao followed.
"Why are you coming down?"
"I'm seeing if there's anything I can help with," Chen Zhao said. This was clearly a mirror space.
He'd encountered the same situation when he'd dealt with the mirror demon.
Chen Zhao remembered very clearly that they'd passed this tunnel twice.
"Okay." Horst walked to the car and looked at it. "This kind of car is still on the road."
Chen Zhao and Horst realized that the car was an old car from the 60s or 70s. It also looked really old.
Much of the paint had fallen off and the car was covered in dust.
There was also a hole in the window. Horst frowned and said, "Who would leave such an old car on the road?"
"There's no one in the car," Chen Zhao said, looking inside.
"Damn it! Which bastard did this?" Horst cursed. "Damn it!
Back on the bus, Barbara asked, "How was it?"
"There's no one in the car."
The tunnel was not big, and the classic car was parked in the middle of the road. They had no way to get through.
"Which one of you wants to come down and help push that car to the side of the road?" Horst asked. "Hey, those big guys over there, I'm talking to you. Come down and help."
The four men were not very willing. They exchanged glances with each other, seemingly hesitant.
At this moment, the first woman who got on the bus earlier spoke.
"We have now entered the true Hell Highway."
Everyone looked at the woman, and Horst said, "Miss, stop joking. It's getting late."
"Look at the clock," the woman said.
Everyone looked at the clock hanging in front of the tour bus. Is this clock broken? Where did it say 66 minutes? "
"You can check your watch or mobile phone."
Chen Zhao took it out and saw that the time was 3.66.
"My phone also shows 3.66."
"F * ck, what's going on? Why is there a 66 on my watch after 12 o 'clock? "
"What's going on?"
"We've entered Hell's Highway," the woman repeated.
Just then, the woman walked over.
"Who are you?" Horst asked.
"I'm a witch." The woman glanced at Horst. "I was hired by my employer to investigate a missing person case. His wife drove on this road and then disappeared."
"Wait … You're that late-night woman?" Barbara looked at the woman in surprise.
"What late-night woman?" Chen Zhao asked curiously.
"It's said that every night on this road, a woman in black takes a bus from Las Vegas to Los Angeles, and then from Los Angeles to Las Vegas," Barbara said. "However, only the bus driver has the opportunity to discuss this matter."
"That's right. I've been taking the bus back and forth on this road for three years now." "I'm looking for a way to enter Hell Highway. Finally, after three years, I've finally entered."
Not only was the woman not afraid, but she was also excited.
"Crazy." The four men walked to the door. "Hurry up and move the bus in front. Let's go to Los Angeles. So troublesome."
The four clearly didn't believe the woman.
But just then, there was a loud bang on the roof.
Then, a dent appeared on the roof. It looked like a monster's claw.
Everyone hugged their heads and squatted on the ground in fear.
Then there was another bang. Another dent appeared on the roof.
Bang!
The windows in the bus exploded at the same time.
"Get off!" Horst yelled and was the first to rush out.
The others followed closely behind Horst.
After everyone got off, they realized that there was nothing on the roof.
"What's going on? What's going on? "
"Demon, demon …" someone screamed in terror.
But just then, the man's body suddenly flew up.
No, he didn't fly up. Instead, he was grabbed by an invisible thing.
"Help … Help …" The man screamed and struggled in the air.
But in the next moment, that person's skull was split open, and his brain matter exploded.
The body was thrown before everyone. At this moment, everyone believed the woman's words.
They had really entered Hell Highway. There was really something terrifying here.
Chen Zhao frowned because he couldn't see anything.
How could he deal with an invisible enemy?
But the woman acted first. She sprinkled a handful of magic phosphorescence in the air.
The phosphorescence exploded instantly and a ball of fire ignited in the air.
Then, they saw a huge, flaming bird shriek as it fell to the ground.
"What's that?"
"Hidden Ripper Bird. I heard that they can turn invisible naturally and are most afraid of fire," the woman said.
Everyone couldn't help but lean toward the woman.
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