It's time to become an evil god.

At the same time, Bai Ge's phone started vibrating in his pocket. Bai Ge glanced at the caller ID, answered the phone, and said "hello" in a low voice.

On the other end of the line, Section Chief Xing asked anxiously, "What happened? They reported that a passerby got into your car along the way?"

"Yes."

Bai Ge said casually, "It's nothing, just one passenger. I'll handle it and give him a ride."

What? You're giving me a ride?

Upon hearing this, the drunkard sobered up a bit and glanced silently at the object in his hand that looked like a spiked club, his heart skipping a beat.

Are you sure nothing bad will happen?

Lacking confidence, Section Chief Xing cautiously said, "After all, we can't afford any more casualties."

"Will not."

Bai Ge glanced at the drunk man behind him through the rearview mirror and said casually, "I will definitely send him off in a proper manner."

Hearing this, the drunk man was terrified. He was absolutely certain that he had gotten into an unlicensed taxi. Wait, why didn't any of the other passengers react?

At this moment, the drunkard suddenly realized that what they said about reincarnation was not a lie; they were really rushing to the Yellow Springs to be reincarnated!

"Master, Master, I want to get off the bus."

The drunkard was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat. He stammered, "I... I suddenly have a stomachache and need to poop."

To everyone's surprise, Bai Ge simply handed over a plastic bag, her gaze fixed straight ahead, and said without turning her head, "Put your poop in the bag."

"But……"

The drunkard was sweating profusely, racking his brains for a way to stall for time. "But we're in the car!"

"Didn't you just say you dared to eat shit?"

Bai Ge gripped the steering wheel with both hands and said impatiently, "Just eat it all back."

Grass, being recycled, is a good example.

The drunk man slowly reached for his phone, trying to find it and call the police. Finding your phone in a crowded room wasn't easy. He quickly located the phone on the seat and, recognizing the location of the emergency call button, pressed it.

The drunkard stared straight ahead, not daring to move an inch. However, no matter how many buttons he pressed, the phone didn't respond at all.

That's strange, is my phone broken?

Suddenly, a cold hand landed on the drunkard's shoulder, like a block of unmelting ice, so cold that he shivered and froze in fear.

A chilling aura brushed against the back of my neck, and a deep, eerie voice reached my ears.

"Hey buddy, what are you trying to do, pressing your hands all over my crotch like that?"

"...Oh, this."

The drunkard suddenly turned around, only to find that his hand wasn't holding his phone, but rather gripping a man's body. The man was shirtless, revealing well-defined eight-pack abs. However, his face was deathly pale, like someone in mortuary makeup.

"Who...who are you?"

The drunkard, terrified beyond measure, could barely speak.

Without saying a word, the burly man pulled out a can of lubricant, gave a wicked smile, and said, "I am the Henan male succubus."

"Grass!"

The drunk man frantically pounded on the car window, making a loud banging noise, but he couldn't get out of the car.

With a mournful face, he shouted, "Is there even one normal person in this black car?"

"Shut up."

Bai Ge gave a sharp rebuke, and the drunkard who had been making a racket just moments before suddenly shut his mouth, staring anxiously at the black driver, fearing that the other party might stab him at any moment if he didn't say a word.

However, Bai Ge's gaze did not fall on the drunkard, but instead looked into the distance of the dark highway.

White paper money, round on the outside and square on the inside, floated in the sky like goose feathers in a snowstorm, giving off an eerie feeling. The sky was dark, not even a single star could be seen, and the distant mountains became blurred, seemingly leaving only a dark road stretching endlessly forward.

Bai Ge turned on the high beams and saw the eerie figure sitting in a wheelchair in the middle of the road, so he couldn't help but speed up.

At this moment, the drunkard also noticed the strange shadow in the middle of the road and hurriedly urged Bai Ge to stop the car.

"Master, there are people ahead! There are people ahead!"

"Stop the car right now, or we'll crash into it!"

However, Bai Ge ignored the other party's words and continued to accelerate. At this moment, the drunkard seemed to realize something, his face pale as he took out a small bottle of wine from his pocket, handed it to the other party, and whispered, "Master, don't step on the gas, have a drink first. Drunk driving is much less serious than deliberately hitting someone."

As the strange figure grew larger in view, it eventually crashed into the windshield of the car, wheelchair and all.

With a loud bang, a large hole was smashed through the windshield, wedging half a head in it. Strands of black hair flew wildly in the airflow from the car's high speed, like a giant umbrella of black hair.

The head stuck on the windshield was less than 20 centimeters away from Bai Ge. The hair was slowly parted, revealing the back of the head. However, what was terrifying was that the scalp and skull on the back of the head were split open from the middle. As the crack continued to widen, a distorted and terrifying face emerged from it, like an embryo that had not yet fully developed, but its expression was strange and calm.

The next instant, the figure sitting on the wheel pressed against the car window, staring intently at the passengers inside, as if trying to shove its entire head inside.

However, in the next instant, the expression on the ghost's face gradually froze, because it saw a large group of ghosts inside the Wuling Hongguang van, holding vajra pestles, crosses, Bibles, peach wood swords, talismans, and stun guns, their expressions excited and eager to try.

The scene was extremely bizarre at one point.

Bai Ge gripped the steering wheel with both hands and asked in a friendly manner, "Little brother, what's wrong with you?"

Chapter 254 The Vengeful Ghost is Transported to Another World by Optimus Prime

Bai Ge slammed on the brakes, and the vengeful ghost embedded in the windshield suddenly pulled its head out and slammed it heavily to the ground. The originally bright high beams flashed a few times and then went out instantly, plunging the surroundings into darkness and silence, making it impossible to see the ghostly figure on the ground.

"Sarilang, Sarilang!"

The drunkard, whose mental fortitude was weak, screamed in terror and was about to get out of the car and run away when he saw the woman who had just been knocked to the ground twisting and struggling to get up. He was immediately terrified and his face turned pale. What did it mean to be able to carry a Wuling Hongguang full of people with her bare body? Was she even human?

The drunkard saw the mangled, bloody body standing in the middle of the road, staring straight at him, the overturned wheelchair wheels still spinning.

"Grab your weapons and get out of the car."

At Bai Ge's command, the doors of the Wuling Hongguang van were opened, and the vengeful ghosts huddled together inside got out, carrying all sorts of magical artifacts, and rushed forward, ready to fight these guys to the death.

The paper effigy grabbed a peach wood sword and charged forward without a word, stabbing the other person in the stomach. Although the sword was made of wood, the paper effigy sharpened the tip and continued stabbing the other person's stomach several times. The drowned ghost pulled out a bottle of liquid labeled "holy water" and poured it all over the other person's head. Immediately, it began to hiss and emit white smoke. While pouring the liquid over the head, the ghost declared that the physical damage from this chemical sulfuric acid was much more effective than the holy water used for exorcism in the Vatican.

At this moment, Section Chief Xing was anxiously awaiting news inside the building. Since Bai Ge made the call, there had been no word from him. The drones he had sent out couldn't capture any footage either; it was as if that place was a terrifying black hole, completely unable to provide any intelligence. Having no other choice, he had to risk sending the personnel who had been following the Wuling Hongguang to the non-existent road to observe. Section Chief Xing gripped his communicator anxiously, saying, "Report the situation quickly! What are they doing?"

The observer hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, "...Well, it's hard to say."

"Hard to say?"

Section Chief Xing snapped impatiently, "A life is at stake, what's so hard to say? Is Mr. Bai being possessed by a vengeful ghost?"

"No no no."

The observer quickly denied it, saying, "I saw Mr. Bai and his vicious gang committing crimes against that ghost."

"what?"

Section Chief Xing was stunned. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Speak like a human being."

"They're slaying ghosts."

Upon hearing this answer, which was both unexpected and reasonable, Section Chief Xing was somewhat amused and exasperated.

"As expected of Mr. Bai, he always manages to come up with new ideas for me."

By this time, Bai Ge had gained a basic understanding of the strange and vengeful ghost before him. It could be killed, dismembered, and destroyed, but it could never be truly killed, because once the torment ceased, all the wounds on the ghost's body would heal completely. However, its combat power was far too low. Aside from dealing with ordinary people and low-level players, it would be easily defeated by top-tier players. This was because those players possessed legendary-level items that could easily seal it away or send it to another dimension, though this would come at a price.

However, a bold idea surfaced deep in Bai Ge's heart. He instructed the other vengeful ghosts to continue beating the other party without stopping, while he turned his Wuling Hongguang around and drove in the opposite direction.

While listening to the radio, Lao Xu, a heavy truck driver, idly looked out at the dark night. Since the last incident of a taxi being haunted, he had decisively quit his job and become a heavy truck driver. Although it was tiring, at least he wouldn't encounter anything unclean in the middle of the night.

However, he had a strange, uneasy feeling while driving tonight, as if something terrible was about to happen. Just as the heavy truck driver, Lao Xu, was lost in thought, he suddenly saw a Wuling Hongguang driving in the wrong direction ahead, accelerating towards him. Startled, he quickly released the accelerator and lightly applied the brakes, but the other vehicle didn't stop and instead accelerated. He had no choice but to slam on the brakes to bring the heavy truck to a stop.

Finally, the Wuling Hongguang stopped in front of him. The heavy truck driver, Lao Zhang, honked his horn repeatedly, urging the other vehicle to move aside. As a result, a person got out of the car and walked straight to his window.

"Are you looking to die?"

Old Xu, his temper flaring, pulled out an iron bar and shouted, "Who is it? Trying to rob my heavy truck in the middle of the night?"

However, as soon as he opened the car door and got out, Lao Xu was dumbfounded.

Isn't this guy right in front of me the same vengeful ghost passenger from back then?

With a clang, the iron rod slammed into the ground. He stared wide-eyed at the man before him, then knelt down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly. With a mournful face, he said, "Boss, I was wrong. There's a reason for my grievances, and the debtor should be held accountable. Please, have mercy on me and stop bothering me. I swear I'll burn incense and make offerings to you every day when I get back, really."

Bai Ge stared at the other person expressionlessly and said, "The key."

Old Xu hurriedly handed the car keys to Bai Ge, fearing that if he hesitated even a moment longer, he would be killed by the vengeful ghost before him.

After getting the keys, Bai Ge sat in the driver's seat of the heavy truck and demanded that Lao Xu sit in the passenger seat. Lao Xu had no choice but to bite the bullet and get on this treacherous ship.

He then started the car and sped forward, slamming on the gas pedal. At that moment, the long-haired ghost in the wheelchair was tied to the middle of the road by a group of vengeful ghosts with ropes, unable to struggle.

Old Xu panicked and shouted to stop Bai Ge, "Hey, boss, this is a truck, not a bumper car! You're trying to murder me!"

"Shut up, how is this murder? Haven't you ever watched anime?"

Bai Ge retorted, "This is clearly sending him to another world to start his life anew."

As the headlights grew increasingly bright, the heavy truck crashed directly into the ghost. This time, the immense impact of the truck tore the ghost to pieces, leaving it a bloody mess. Even the observer hiding nearby couldn't help but exclaim "Holy crap!" upon witnessing this scene.

Upon hearing the commotion on the other end of the phone, Section Chief Xing immediately exclaimed in surprise, "What happened? What's the situation?"

A bloody head arced through the air and landed beside the observer. He quickly took two steps back, hesitated for a moment, and then replied, "Hmm... that ghost seems to have been transported to another world by Optimus Prime."

Chapter 255 Is this a magical girl???

With a loud thud, the entire windshield was instantly reduced to a bloody mess, leaving a long skid mark on the road. The heavy truck came to a stop, its windshield covered in mangled pieces of flesh. Old Xu, who had gotten out of the truck, saw this and couldn't help but squat down and vomit violently. A drunkard nearby kindly handed him a small bottle of liquor, earnestly saying, "Here, brother, have a drink."

Old Xu took the bottle from the other person, glanced at the pieces on the ground that had been smashed by the dump truck, shifted his position slightly to the side, and asked with curiosity and unease, "Wait, how... how are you so calm?"

"I was in a similar situation to you just now, and I'm still trying to comfort myself that this is just a dream and I haven't woken up yet."

The drunkard silently lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, kicked away the still wriggling hand beside him, scrolled through Bilibili videos on his phone, scratched his head, and said, "I still don't understand. I just got drunk and mistakenly got into an unlicensed taxi, so why has it turned out like this? If I'm guilty, I hope the law will punish me, instead of me having such terrifying nightmares in the middle of the night."

The cold night wind blew against their clothes, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.

The drunkard looked up at Old Xu beside him, and suddenly his expression changed, becoming serious.

Seeing the other person's strange expression and hesitation, Old Xu asked, "What's wrong? Why does your whole face suddenly look so ugly?"

"Wait a moment."