The vicious female supporting role is reborn to create everyone equally

Everyone on the train pricked up their ears to listen to the noise here.

Even in the darkness, Min Shu could feel several gazes staring at him.

She sat upright and watched coldly.

The white silk hanging the ghost fell from the heel man's head. The heel man was still unaware. Seeing that Min Shu didn't answer, he couldn't help but feel a little resentful: "I have already apologized, what else do you want? You are a woman, you can't be so cold-blooded, right? Now the car is full of ghosts, shouldn't we humans unite to fight these things and survive? If you are so selfish and hold grudges, how can we unite?"

Min Shu sighed softly: "Hanging Gui is too slow, go over and teach him what it means to hold a grudge."

Xiao Gui, who was sitting opposite Min Shu, stood up and jumped on the blood, making a splashing sound. Everyone listened with bated breath.

Only the man with the heels was terrified: "Don't come over here! Let it go! You are killing someone!"

There was only a distance of more than one meter between the two seats, and Xiao Gui quickly stood in front of the heel man.

"Do you see where my ball is?"

The heel man's face quickly turned pale.

Xiaogui chuckled twice, revealing his sharp teeth: "Do you see where my ball is?"

"I didn't see it! I didn't see it! You're killing someone! Everyone in this car is watching! If you kill me, you'll go to jail!"

The man with the heels only then realized that the soft persimmon he had thought was easy to pinch was not soft at all, but a deadly move from the first blow.

But it was too late for him to regret now. With Xiao Gui in front of him and Bai Ling above him, he was doomed to die.

Xiao Gui stepped forward and said, "You didn't see my ball, so use your head as a ball!"

It opened its arms and was about to hug the heel man's head, and the white silk that had been hanging above its head also fell down.

Obviously, the heel man did not meet the killing conditions of the hanging ghost, but he was also unwilling to see his prey being snatched away by other ghosts.

Bai Ling blocked Xiao Gui's arm.

The man with the heels thought he was going to die, but when he saw this, a hint of ecstasy flashed in his eyes. This glimmer of hope born out of the huge fear and despair made him no longer care about anything else. He climbed onto the seat and wanted to escape to another place.

However, he overlooked that not every chair was occupied by a human.

Sitting on a chair with her back to him was a girl in school uniform. Her face was pale, her joints were twisted, half of her uniform was stained with blood, and her whole body was dripping with blood.

But now the train was completely black, and her school uniform was also dark blue, so her blood merged with the blood flowing out of the coffin. In addition, she was quiet and sitting alone, so she was not discovered.

The man with the heels was afraid that if he stepped on the ground, he would get the same result as the previous person who stood up, so he tried to jump over the chair, but he fell directly on the girl when he climbed over.

He grasped the girl's shoulders tightly, his teeth trembling.

He didn't dare to fall down, as stepping on the blood would attract the "people" carrying the coffin. However, the body he was holding in front of him was stiff and cold, and there was a greasy smell of blood and corpse. Even if his mind was not clear at the moment, he knew that what he was holding in his hands was not a human being.

"Save me... I was wrong... I really know I was wrong, save me, please, is there anyone who can save me..."

The sound of his teeth chattering was very obvious in the train.

Someone finally couldn't stand it anymore, "Miss, no matter what this brother did to offend you before, if you have the ability, please save him. I think he has learned his lesson, right?"

As soon as one person spoke, others immediately echoed:

"Yes, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Besides, there are so many strange things happening on this bus, so having more people will help a lot."

"Yes, yes, yes, save him, girl. Since you have the ability, you should be more generous, right? He is a useless person, why do you bother with him?"

"He has also learned his lesson..."

There were about twenty people in the carriage, and only three or five spoke. However, the fact that most people did not speak did not mean that they disagreed with what these people said.

After all, only if she was willing to let bygones be bygones and generously forgive those who had offended her before, would they be able to follow her with confidence and let her protect them and take them out.

How could Min Shu not know what these people were thinking?

She smiled slightly: "You are wrong."

The train suddenly became quiet.

Min Shu's voice was slightly amused as he said, "If a person has ability, he should be more generous. Then what does she need ability for? The purpose of having ability is to do whatever one wants, not to tie oneself up in knots. For example, if someone still blackmails me morally, I will let this little rascal take off his head and kick it like a ball. How about that, I will let you see my ability?"

Not only was the carriage quiet, even the sound of breathing was muted, so the one or two gasps became particularly obvious.

But more obvious than the sobbing was a deep and dull sound like falling from a building, which was accompanied by the crisp sound of breaking bones.

Minshu stood up without hesitation and looked at the boy with heels on the girl in school uniform.

He had completely lost his breath, his body twisted, and he slid off the girl in school uniform and fell to the ground.

The body hit the blood and even with the cushion of the paper money, it still made a sound like diving.

On the train, everyone was silent.

Not only was he frightened by Min Shu's ruthlessness and threats, but he was also heartbroken by the tragic death of the heel man.

The only person on the car who can deal with Gui is ruthless and ungrateful, and doesn't care about their lives at all.

There were few people on this car, but many ghosts. In the darkness, they couldn't even tell whether the people in front, behind, left and right were human or ghost. And the "people" carrying the coffin seemed to have left, but the blood was still spreading. Who knew if they would come back?

Everyone felt a wave of despair; they had nowhere to escape.

"It's over, we're dead..."

"Wuwuwu, what on earth is going on? Will anyone come to rescue us?..."

"Mom and Dad, I miss you so much..."

Some people vent their fear, while others vent their anger.

"Why! Why did this happen to me! It's the first time I got off work normally in half a month and this is the first time I had to deal with this!"

"It's just death! I'm not afraid! I want to get off the car now!"

Some people even turned their attention to Minshu:

"You are so capable, why don't you save people? What's the point of living like a bitch like you? You might as well die!"

"Who knows if you are the one who attracted these strange things in the car? If you can control that little ghost, maybe you can control the others! You must be the mastermind behind this, right?"

If someone incites, there will be people who believe it.

"Why do I feel that what that person said makes some sense?"

"I think so too... There are only normal people on this bus, and she is the only one who can command Gui. Moreover, she did not help the dying. The more I think about it, the more suspicious she is."

There are irrational people, and naturally there are also those who remain calm.

"If he was really the mastermind, would he still be sitting here and being scolded by you?"

"I think it's okay for her to watch someone die without rescuing him. Let's not talk about whether that man offended her or not. If she saved that man, would she save other people in danger? If she did, it would be fine. If she didn't, would you blame her? Don't say you won't blame her. Just look at what you are saying now."

"You're the only one who's being reasonable, right? If I can't kill her, can't I get rid of you?!"

Seeing that several people at the end of the carriage seemed to be about to fight, a gust of wind blew the paper money to the ground again.

The pale "man" carrying the coffin walked into the carriage again with light steps.