The night wind blew in through the gaps in the bus window glass, somewhat noisy.
Han Fei boarded the bus while brandishing a knife like a hijacker, but after sensing the atmosphere inside the bus, he promptly began searching through his pockets, hoping to find a piece of money.
He didn't think this was an act of cherishing his own life, he just believed that everyone should adhere to public order, even a Spirit Car required coin payment to ride.
"I don't seem to have brought any money, sorry for the disturbance."
The boy's corpse had already closed the distance, and leaving through the front door now would probably result in a direct collision into the corpse's embrace, so Han Fei immediately ran towards the rear door of the bus.
Just as he was halfway there, an older woman sitting by the door suddenly stood up, "Once you're on the bus, let's go together; it's dark and the road is long, it's not safe outside."
