Chapter 2442 Welcome to the End of the World (109)

Same time, same taxi.

A man wearing a black trench coat, a black mask and a black hat stopped the taxi Luo Qingchen was sitting in thirty meters ahead.

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

The driver counted the money earned today with a lewd smile, but the timer had already entered charging mode.

"Yo! Where are you going!" The driver glanced at the man sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror, rolled his eyes with disdain and said, "You can't be a robber dressed like this!"

"Nanling." His voice, as cold as water, sounded slowly, giving people a sense of being close to strangers.

The driver whistled and said while turning the steering wheel: "There are so many people going back and forth to that damn place today. It's really strange."

From the moment we got on the highway, the rain in the sky became heavier and heavier, and it was even hard to see anything ahead.

"Damn! It's raining so hard!"

He kept complaining all the way and never stopped talking.

The boy sitting in the back seat didn't respond except for the word 'Nanling' at the beginning.

Until the taxi entered Nanshan Road, the fingertips of his right hand were light and glowing with a faint white light.

Fifteen minutes later, when the taxi driver detoured onto Nanshan Road again, he scratched his head in confusion and said, "Hey, what's going on? Damn! Didn't I just walk by here?"

The boy still didn't speak, and the amount on the monitor had reached one hundred and twenty yuan.

The driver stepped on the accelerator and walked forward faster.

Thirty minutes later, the "Nanshan Road" sign appeared in front of him again.

But this time, there was a look of fear in his eyes.

There was only a hissing sound and a lengthy braking sound. The driver stopped the car under the road sign and said with a trembling voice: "I...I seem to have crashed...Do you, do you think we have been to this place many times?"

"Three times." The boy's voice was extremely cold, without any warmth.

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

"Who...are...you?" The driver was talking in a panic and wanted to open the car door. However, he didn't know that he had already taken out the key, but it couldn't be opened no matter how hard he tried.

Just for a moment, there was a "click" sound, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and the heavy rain outside the window instantly turned into hail.

A thick layer of ice had condensed on all four windows in the taxi, and the scene was like the end of the world.

"How...how is it possible..." the driver exclaimed, holding his head in his hands and looking at the boy in front of him with wide eyes.

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

"Are you scared now?" The young man smiled coldly, his deep eyes filled with a faint light that made people dare not look directly.

The driver's hands and feet were trembling. He drove back and forth three times on a straight road and still returned to the starting point.

Even if he was very nervous, he knew clearly that he was trying to beat the wall.

This kind of thing that existed in supernatural novels actually happened to him, and he was really scared to the extreme.

Seeing the calm and composed look of the young man in black in front of him, he knew that the "ghost beating the wall" must have something to do with him.

"You, you, you...who are you! What on earth...are you going to do! Have I...did I offend you?"

"Yeah." The young man snorted coldly, and said softly with his thin lips: "You have offended her."