At this moment.

Ma Wencai had already seen it clearly.

The unknown thing in front of me may really be a person, but it has used some unknown method to assume the identity of a ghost.

In other words, the other party has also put on a layer of skin.

However, he never thought that this person was Zhang Quanyou.

Even if the other party wears black stockings on his head and holds a kitchen knife in his hand, there is no such possibility.

Because Zhang Quanyou is the captain of the polling bureau and will not argue with him so much. Once the entrapment plan is successful, this ghost bus will be sent to the polling bureau.

The matter is so important that it cannot be decided by just one captain.

Marvin was silent for a while.

Chong Dugui said: "Captain Zhang, I want to go to the Home Inn. The address is at the corner of the Development Zone and the Economic Development Zone. I heard that there are supernatural incidents somewhere, and I have to rush there to solve it."

Hear this.

Du Gui's expression remained unchanged and he stared straight at Ma Wencai.

Inside the carriage, a cold atmosphere was quietly exuding.

The old man in shrouds and the headless ghost stared at Ma Wencai with even more pity.

It seems that as long as Du Gui gives the order.

Two ghosts will attack him at the same time.

Ma Wencai's body, hidden among the paper figures, felt his scalp numb and cold sweat about to break out.

I just thought it was a person.

But looking at it now, it doesn't look like it at all.

He knew the rules of the ghost bus, and he wanted to find weaknesses when he came up, because he had the confidence that if he figured out the rules by himself, he would not die on the ghost bus.

However, the ghost bus I got on now seemed completely different from what I thought.

The ghost driver can talk, and he looks like a human, a ghost, and some kind of weird thing.

Ma Wencai controlled his "skin" and held the mini paper man.

He was ready to take action.

The situation is too dangerous to wait for death.

However……

At this moment, Du Gui suddenly smiled at him: "Brother, why are you so nervous?"

"I was just thinking about how to get to Home Inn."

"Now that I think about it, I'll give you a ride."

As he spoke, Du Gui watched Ma Wencai's every move with a subtle look.

Ma Wencai froze.

He said dryly: "Captain Zhang misunderstood, there are other ghost passengers in your car, I am too timid, I have to be nervous..."

Du Gui smiled and said: "It is right to be timid. There are only two kinds of people who are bold. One is ignorant and fearless, and the other is confident."

Ma Wencai said dryly: "Captain Zhang must be the second type."

Du Gui smiled: "It's not important."

Having said this, he paused.

Then, he waved his kitchen knife and said to Marven: "The important thing is to pay the fare."

Marven was stunned: "Fare? What fare? I...I don't have any money."

Without money, it's impossible.

But the money is all on him, and he is wearing a ghost skin. If the money is taken out, there will definitely be a flaw.

Let’s not talk about whether those ghosts will find out about my disguise.

But the man opposite will know that his body is not even one kilometer away.

Du Gui heard this.

Veins popped out on his forehead, and his hand holding the kitchen knife tightened.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you take the bus if you don't have money? I tell you, either give me money or use something to pay the bill. If you don't have anything, then don't blame me for being rude."

When saying this.

Du Gui took a step towards him. There was water vapor on the kitchen knife, exuding a terrible chill.

Inside the car, the temperature plummeted.

The roof light flickers on and off.

In the darkness, the headless ghost stood up from his seat. After standing up, the old man in shrouds stretched out his hand to block Ma Wencai's retreat.

Marven Cai was anxious and anxious.

He estimated what his chances were of getting off the bus alive if he took action at this time.

But think about it carefully.

He unexpectedly discovered that the chance was pitifully small.

This damn bus is so weird.

It simply didn't match up with the information he had learned.

Why didn't he pay the fare? All the passengers on the ghost bus seemed to be stimulated and wanted to do something to him.

The surging malice and resentment were like needles pricking his back.

He couldn't help but trembled for a while.

"etc……"

"I'll give it, I'll give it money..."

Hear this.

Du Gui held the kitchen knife and pointed it at Ma Wencai: "Then take it out, why are you standing there in a daze?"

"Okay, okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Gui saw that the paper ghost in front of him opened his mouth, and then a pale arm stretched out from it, holding two ghost coins in his hand.

"I understand the rules, but I only have these two pieces of dead money."

"Dead money? You're a fucking living person, and you want to give me dead money? I want real fucking money, not ghost coins!"

Who knows, how much money Du Gui has received from dead people recently.

He was too lazy to count.

It is estimated to be at least tens of billions of coins.

At the moment, Marvin is just a living person, so give him money as a dead person.

This made Du Gui very unhappy.

Marven was stunned: "This is dead money, you don't want it?"

"Do I look like a dead person?" After Du Gui just finished speaking, he suddenly frowned: "Wait, do you mean that dead people's money is valuable?"

Ma Wencai subconsciously blurted out: "The dead money is not a matter of value, it is very precious. After a while, when Anzhou is in chaos, the dead money will come in handy."

Just talking.

He suddenly stared at Du Gui and said, "You don't know?"

Du Gui raised his eyebrows and said, "I know now."

After saying that, he snatched away the two dead money coins and said again: "The total face value of these two ghost coins is only two million. My seat is worth 100 million, so you still have to give me money."

"I won't ask you for more, just give me all the money you have and I will take you to Home Inn."

Marvin was silent.

"Brother, you are new to this industry. Dead money is not ghost money. You can buy as much money as you want, but dead money can only be considered dead money if it comes from ghosts."

Du Gui said indifferently: "So what?"

Ma Wencai stared at Du Gui and said slowly: "I know you are not Zhang Quanyou, and you must also know that I am not from the polling bureau. To be honest, I am from the Yinling Society. I went to Home Inn this time.

The purpose is to find the two missing companions of our organization and clean up the situation. Since you are new to this industry and have not joined the polling bureau, you might as well join the Hidden Spirit Society."

"Although our Yinling Society does not have as many people as the polling bureau, our strength is not bad. Moreover, you have access to more information than the polling bureau."

"I can take you to see another, more real world."

Hear this.

A hint of coldness flashed across Du Gui's empty, lifeless eyes.

He asked: "It sounds quite interesting, but I am very curious. People from your organization disappeared in Home Inn? And there were two of them?"

Ma Wencai nodded: "Yes, I can't say more details, because these things are confidential."

Du Gui also nodded.

He smiled and asked: "Can you tell me, then, what does it mean to clean it up? It sounds like something is not right with our organization?"

Ma Wencai sighed and said earnestly: "Brother, you don't know that the two members of the organization who disappeared had contact with the owner of Home Inn before they disappeared. It turned out that the owner was a bastard, and he screwed them both up miserably.

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"The organization suspects that this matter has something to do with that bastard, so I went over this time, not only to find someone, but also to kill that bastard."

"Although our Yinling Association is only a private organization, our conduct is very upright and we pay attention to repaying kindness and repaying hatred."

"After you join, you will find that we are a harmonious family."

Ma Wen just finished speaking.

He paid attention to Du Gui's expression and saw that the kitchen knife kept pointing at him without shaking it, and he felt unsure.

In fact, when he went there, he wanted to kill the owner of Home Inn, and even the people nearby would not be able to survive.
Chapter completed!