As soon as Du Lan died, Yan Zhengming, Ruan Shenglin and Yang Kun in the car sucked in sharp breaths. The atmosphere was deathly silent, and the people who had just calmed down tensed up in fear again.
In particular, when they stared at Du Lan's tragic corpse, they finally understood what it meant to be better off dead. Everyone's hearts turned cold.
Looking at the disgusting evil creature standing outside the car window, who was still staring at them with a hideous smile, Ke Mingmei was the first to be agitated. She screamed, "I don't want to die, I don't want to die… I don't want to die! Help! Help!"
The more Ke Mingmei shouted, the more desperate she became. Her sharp voice riled up the ugly and disgusting evil creature outside. It slammed against the car window a few times with ever increasing force, and the glass cracked even more.
