Yang Fan couldn't help but turn his head and look outside the car, but the next second, his pupils suddenly shrank and a chill ran down his spine!

The six passengers who had just jumped off the bus fell to their knees on the ground, as if they were possessed by an evil spirit.

This was not weird enough. What was weird was that they all knelt down towards a small grove not far away, with their hands clasped together and their heads lowered, kneeling in a very pious posture.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"Why are they all kneeling on the ground?"

"He was fine just now, why did he suddenly kneel on the ground? What's wrong with them?"

"Hurry... look! That man's eyes and nose are bleeding!"

"Ah! Their eyes are bleeding!"

"Holy shit! They're still laughing!"

…

Soon someone noticed something was wrong. The six passengers who had just jumped off the bus not only all fell to their knees on the ground, but each of them was bleeding from all seven orifices. Yet, each of them had a strange smile on their face!

hiss!

What's going on?

I've only heard of laughing so hard that your teeth fall out, but I've never heard of laughing so hard that blood comes out of all seven orifices?

Just as everyone was staring at the six passengers, Yang Fan spoke up: "Don't look anymore, they're all dead! That's why I stopped you and didn't let you get off the bus!"

"What?!"

“Dead…dead?”

"They...are all dead?"

"How is this possible? They were fine just now, how come in the blink of an eye..."

"Oh shit! Is this a ghost?"

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