Zhong Bo's foot shuddered, and the car jerked violently in response to his movement.
His hands and feet were weak, and at this moment he was drenched in sweat; if he weren't still driving, he might have collapsed.
The car swayed left and right before barely stabilizing.
A ghost?
That just now, that definitely wasn't a normal person, was it?
How could a normal person have no face?
If the girl asking for help was a ghost, then the thing she said was constantly chasing her, was it really a bad guy? Or was it like her, also a ghost?
So, if he hadn't listened to that kid earlier and had just gotten out of the car, what would have happened to him by now?
Would he have ended up like those missing people, never to be found again??
The more Zhong Bo thought about it, the weaker his legs became, and he almost couldn't press the accelerator anymore.
