Chapter 1215

Originally, the ghosts who sprinkled joy behind were stunned and forced in an instant.

Why is it accelerating?

It was going to catch up!

Why did it suddenly accelerate.

The angry sight of ghosts pestered the bus that pulled out of the distance quickly.

If you could kill the car, I'm afraid the car would have been scrapped in place.

Looking at the car getting farther and farther out of sight, the ghosts were also stunned.

Isn't this fatal?

Drive with your life. What if there is an accident?

The ghosts looked at the rickety bus that seemed to tilt and fall or collapse in the next second, and couldn't help admiring the desperate driver.

I'm impressed.

Therefore, the ghosts were also stimulated and chased madly.

Go! Victory is at hand. Listen to me and catch up with the car in front!

As soon as the ghost running in the front said, the ghost behind suddenly became excited and screamed, running more vigorously.

The driver looked at the ghosts who had thrown away a long distance behind him. He was relieved and wiped the sweat on his head.

Randomly, his whole body tightened again. Now he doesn't have to worry about being swallowed up by ghosts, but he fell into a more dangerous thing.

I'm afraid I'll end up with a car destroyed and a ghost dead!

What time is it? Isn't it just a bus? It's not new yet.

Why does the God of death want to rob a car with a group of weak, helpless and poor ghost drivers?!!

Even if you don't pay for the car, grab the car!

It's like a dying ghost.

The heavy rain hit the window with a crackling sound.

There is a fork in the road ahead. When they see all the ghosts, they don't want to be the ghosts who died in the first wave of car accidents!

Ran Bai looked lazy and half narrowed his eyes. His slender jade like fingers turned the steering wheel violently. The whole car body tilted to the left and almost fell to the ground. The wheels rubbed the ground and made a strange sound. When he slipped across the pothole road full of water, he splashed crackling water and hit the ground again. He turned at a high speed. The car body flew out directly on a violent rainy night.

The pointer on the speedometer on the instrument panel trembled violently, and it had pointed to the limit speed of 120 per hour. The glass on it was shaking violently, as if it would break in the next second.

Everyone who watched this move trembled for fear that they would die in the next second.

It landed safely, dyed white, stepped on the accelerator with one foot, and the speed did not decrease. A car galloped out like a tight string and disappeared into the night.

Drive with your life.

Dyed white hooked the lip corner, put his pale and slender fingers against the lip flap, and his bloody red lips slowly spit out evil Qi and magnetic voice: "very good."

Late at night, I drove a hearse at a speed of 120 per hour, which was about to collapse. There was a ghost chasing after the car and everything unknown and terrible in front of the car.

Rainstorm and late night, speed and passion.

Feng Luo's face was expressionless: "...."

Its host may be the first person in history to drag along with a car of ghosts on a rainy night!

It's wonderful.

What a show.

I'm free to provoke those ghosts. I want to ask the host if it's really fun?

Forget it. For safety's sake, don't ask.

This midnight hearse can be officially renamed as rain night drag racing.

Well, that's a good name.

Where's the half horror atmosphere?

You're really good at racing with a car of ghosts.

The original terrible midnight hearse was host. Is it really good for you to make it like this?