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Chapter 2442

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At the same time, in the same taxi.

A man wearing a black windbreaker, a black mask, and a black hat stopped the taxi that Luo Qingchen had just taken 30 meters ahead.

He didn't sit in the front, but in the back.

The driver had a wretched smile on his face as he counted the money he had earned today, but the timer had already entered the charging mode.

"Yo! Where are you going? " The driver glanced at the man sitting in the back through the rearview mirror and rolled his eyes in disdain. "Don't tell me you're a robber dressed like this!"

"Nanling." His clear and cold voice slowly sounded, giving people a sense of unapproachable deja vu.

The driver whistled and turned the steering wheel while not forgetting to say, "There are so many people going back and forth to that damned place today, it's really strange."

From the moment they got on the highway, the rain became heavier and heavier, so much so that they couldn't see anything clearly.

"F * ck! The rain is really heavy! "

Along the way, he had been complaining non-stop, and his mouth never stopped nagging.

The youngster sitting in the back seat didn't respond except for the two words' Nanling 'at the beginning.

Until the taxi entered Nanshan Road, his right hand's fingertips flickered with a faint white light.

15 minutes later, when the taxi driver turned into Nanshan Road again, he scratched his head with a puzzled expression and said, "Eh, what's going on? F * ck! Didn't I just pass by here? "

The youngster still didn't speak, and the amount on the monitor had already reached 120 yuan.

The driver stepped on the accelerator and sped forward.

After another 30 minutes, the road sign of 'Nanshan Road' appeared in front of him again.

This time, there was a look of panic in his eyes.

Only a 'hiss' sound was heard, followed by a lengthy braking sound. The driver stopped the car under the road sign and said in a trembling voice, "I … I seem to have been possessed … You, don't you feel that we've been here many times?"

"Three times." The youngster's voice was extremely cold, without a trace of warmth.

The driver exclaimed and looked at the rearview mirror in a panic. The youngster was still sitting steadily, without any change.

"Who … who … who are you?" As the driver spoke, he tried to open the door in a panic. Little did he know that he had already pulled out the key, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open the door.

At that moment, a 'kacha' sound was heard, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped. The heavy rain outside the window instantly turned into hail.

The four windows of the taxi were covered in a thick layer of ice. The scene was like the end of the world.

"How … How is this possible …" The driver exclaimed as he hugged his head with both hands. His eyes widened as he stared at the young man before him.

"Bang bang —" Two huge hailstones hit the windshield, and the glass cracked.

"Are you afraid now?" The young man smiled coldly. His deep eyes were suffused with a faint light, making people not dare to look at him directly.

The driver's hands and feet were trembling non-stop. He drove back and forth on the straight road three times, but he still returned to the starting point.

No matter how dense he was, he clearly knew that he was going around in circles.

This kind of thing that only existed in supernatural novels actually happened to him. He was really scared to the extreme.

Looking at the calm and composed appearance of this black-clothed youth, he knew that the 'ghost hitting the wall' must have something to do with him.

"You, you, you … Who are you! What … What do you want! I … Did I offend you? "

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