Around 5:30 in the morning.
The bus left the 5th stop safely, and then headed towards the 6th stop at a leisurely pace.
Inside the car.
Zhao Lu was sitting alone in the driver's seat. She kept looking up at the rearview mirror, as if she was observing something through it.
Jiang Jiarong sat leaning against the right side of the front row, a cigarette trembling in his mouth, and his eyes couldn't help but look towards the back of the car.
Du Xiaoxiao curled up in the middle seat by the window. She put her feet on the chair, stretched out her hands, and desperately pulled at her high heels.
However, no matter how hard Du Xiaoxiao tried, even her ankles turned red, she still couldn't take off these strange high heels!
Finally, it was our protagonist Yang Fan. He walked to the last row of seats, picked up the driver's body, opened the window, and threw the body out of the car.
“Crack!”
As the driver's body was thrown out of the window, the number on the electronic display board in the car changed from '1' to '2'.
After seeing this scene, Zhao Lu and Jiang Jiarong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. As for Du Xiaoxiao, she was still trying hard to pull off her shoes, and looked indifferent to everything happening around her.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
After throwing away the driver's body, Yang Fan closed the car window and walked towards the front half of the car.
Just as Yang Fan passed by Du Xiaoxiao, the woman suddenly reached out and grabbed Yang Fan's arm, begging bitterly, "Officer Yang, I beg you to save me... wuwu!"
Perhaps he felt a little reluctant, so Yang Fan squatted in front of Du Xiaoxiao and carefully studied the high heels on her feet.
"How about this, you put your foot on my leg, and I'll try to pull it off with force!" Yang Fan sat down next to Du Xiaoxiao and motioned her to stretch out her foot.
“Whoosh!”
Du Xiaoxiao lifted her feet without saying a word and quickly placed them on Yang Fan's knees.
"Du Xiaoxiao, it might be a little painful later, you have to bear with it." Yang Fan couldn't help but remind her.
"It doesn't matter. As long as I can take off these high heels, I can endure any pain!" Du Xiaoxiao wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and a determined expression appeared on her face.
Seeing Du Xiaoxiao suddenly bit her lips, Yang Fan stopped talking nonsense. He just pinched the high heel on Du Xiaoxiao's left foot and pulled it down hard.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
As Yang Fan continued to increase the strength in his hands, Du Xiaoxiao suddenly groaned, her face turned pale in an instant, and even cold sweat appeared on her forehead.
Even so, Du Xiaoxiao still bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from making any cry of pain, and she also tightened her left leg, trying hard to cooperate with the movements of Yang Fan's hands.
Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds...
Yang Fan suddenly stopped what he was doing, then looked at Du Xiaoxiao helplessly and said, "I'm sorry, I've tried my best."
"Officer Yang..." A trace of despair flashed in Du Xiaoxiao's eyes.
"Don't worry. After we return to Binhai City, maybe my colleagues will be able to help you take off these high heels." Yang Fan comforted.
"Really...really?" Du Xiaoxiao asked weakly with red eyes.
"Don't worry, my colleagues are all talented people. If they can't take off these shoes, then I will take you directly to the Super Management Bureau headquarters. I believe there will be someone there who can take off these high heels!"
"Thank you... Thank you, Officer Yang."
"Okay, sit down and rest for a while. I'll go check out the situation ahead."
"Um."
…
After whispering a few words of comfort to Du Xiaoxiao, Yang Fan stood up and walked to the driver's seat. He glanced at the electronic display board hanging above the car. The big '2' on it made him breathe a sigh of relief.
The bus had two more tanks of fuel, which was enough to drive from the fifth stop to the sixth stop, and then back to Binhai City from the sixth stop.
But unfortunately, Zeng Zhaolin died, and he died at the hands of Du Xiaoxiao... Sigh! Who made him make such a random oath? Now, the oath has really come true!
"Master Yang, look! There's a platform ahead!"
Just as Yang Fan sighed slightly, Zhao Lu's exclamation suddenly reached his ears.
"What? We're arriving so soon?"
Yang Fan was slightly startled when he heard this, and then he quickly ran towards the front of the car. When he hurried to the driver's seat, he happened to see a lonely bus stop not far ahead.
What was slightly surprising was that the platform was empty, without even a ghost around, but a tall mountain appeared behind the platform.
There was a long stone staircase extending from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. From a distance, it seemed that there was a palace standing on the top of the mountain.
Is this the last stop?
It doesn't look like there's any danger?
Or maybe the dangerous thing is not on the platform, but hidden in the palace on the top of the mountain?
“Squeak!”
The bus finally drove into the platform and stopped steadily by the roadside. This time, Yang Fan did not take out the prison talisman to block the door, but let the door open automatically.
"call!"
Just as the car door was opened, an extremely cold wind blew in from outside the car, and Yang Fan, Zhao Lu, Jiang Jiarong and Du Xiaoxiao in the car all couldn't help but shiver.
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