Chapter 212 (1/2)
Mu Wan was shaking all over. She was scared to death. At the urging of yenuo, they ran away and got on the bus.
The driver's yellow eyes looked into the rearview mirror and looked behind the car. He seemed to find the darkening street lamp. After a cold hum, he turned off the door.
The car rocked forward with a roar.
The street lights behind the bus are still getting dark, but the speed is too slow. They are soon left in the distance by the bus.
Yenuo and Muwan stood in front of the car. They looked at each other. Just after stepping on the bus, Xiajia village seemed to suddenly have vitality. Through the window, the street lights suddenly turned on, and it was not so dark. Even on the road, pedestrians began to appear.
What's the matter? This strange village and a minute ago clearly became two worlds.
”Arnold, what just happened? Did I lose my eyes?” Little Lori wiped her eyes desperately and looked very cute.
Yenuo didn't talk much. He silently watched the bus leave Xiajia village and didn't enter the rolling country road again.
”Please put in a coin.” The two bus drivers were distracted. While driving, they pointed to the coin box next to yenuo.
Yenuo touched his wallet, took out a ten dollar bill and was ready to throw it in.
To Chongcheng, five yuan per person.
Just then, a hand suddenly came out from the side, and Shengsheng grabbed yenuo's arm. It was an old man in his seventies, with a hunchback and a bald head covered with black spots, which looked very disgusting.
He grabbed yenuo's hand and shouted, ”another one uses counterfeit money.”
Mu Wan glanced at the ten yuan bill in yenuo's hand and argued, ”how can it be counterfeit money? Grandpa, you can't see it clearly. It can't be true anymore.”
”Hum, this is counterfeit money. Do you think the old man can't see clearly when I'm old? ” The old man said fiercely, and his claw like hand was about to fall into yenuo's meat.
”Those who use counterfeit money count one by one. Everyone said, ”what should we do with them?”
There are not many people taking the last bus late at night, about more than a dozen. The faces of the more than ten people were blurred and could not see their faces clearly. But now they all stood up and said ferociously, ”the people who use counterfeit money are the most hateful.”
”Kill them both.”
”Yes, kill them.”
Everyone was booing, shouting abuse and profanity. Everyone was shouting, asking yenuo and Muwan to change their lives for the bus ticket money.
Mu Wan was very frightened and whispered, ”Arnold, are these people crazy?”
Yenuo frowned and just wanted to get rid of the old man's hand, the driver suddenly said, ”OK. They probably don't know they're holding counterfeit money. They'll make up the ticket when they get off. ”
”You two take a seat.” The driver said to yenuo.
Hearing the driver's order, I don't know why, the old man let go angrily. After he looked at yenuo darkly, his eyes were always hooked on Mu Wan. I looked at her in circles as if she were some delicious food.
”Go, sit behind the car.” Yenuo took Mu wan to the last row.
All the seats passed all the way, and everyone stared at them as they passed. No, to be exact, everyone's eyes are around Mu Wan.
Their eyes were fierce, and even a few people had greedy foam in their mouths.