Marvel's princess becomes king

Chapter 23 Ghost Truck (please collect, please recommend)

"I can feel that this guy is getting weaker and weaker!" The white vampire James was covered in mud and looked quite embarrassed, but he was really ruthless, and he didn't say a word of fear from the beginning to the end.

Relying on their strong sense of smell, even though they took a lot of time and took a long detour, they still chased him up abruptly.

Before leaving California and entering Arizona, they caught up with Bella, who also spotted them at the same time.

In her spiritual vision, she also saw a larger object from behind the three of them.

Bella couldn't help but turn her head to take a closer look. While running, the three vampires were also looking at the behemoth that suddenly appeared behind them.

I saw a large black truck bursting out of the fog. Six headlights illuminated the road like daytime. There was nothing in the cab, but the steering wheel and accelerator seemed to be controlled by someone, turning and accelerating!

The big truck didn't hesitate at all, its speed was increased to the limit, and it drove towards the people at full speed, as if to crush the three vampires and Bella's pickup into powder.

What is this?Are there so many ghosts and ghosts on American roads? !Do ordinary people still have a way out?

Bella poked her head out of the window, squinting for a closer look.

She doesn't understand American trucks, but she can roughly see the sign on this truck.

The license plates of each state are different. For example, the background of the license plate in Washington State is snow-capped mountains, and the plate on the fast-moving truck in the distance obviously does not belong to the nearby states.

It roughly looks like a simple right-angled trapezoidal logo. Bella thought for a while, this seems to be the shape of Missouri on the map?

A big truck from Missouri, or a ghost truck, crossed three or four states and went out of its way to kill people in Arizona. What kind of spirit is this?

She carefully felt the emotions inside the ghost truck. This car is full of evil spirits. There is no doubt that Death God used some messy coincidences to bring it here to kill people.

Bella's psychic energy collided with the ghost truck lightly, and then let go immediately.

She found an interesting place, the core of this truck is a wronged soul, a wronged soul who died with hatred.

This guy was not a good person, but when he died, he was beaten to death by a partnership of three blacks, and then the truck he was driving was pushed into the quagmire, and the scene of the accident was faked.

The resentment in the truck driver's heart is hard to appease. Over the years, he has attached his soul to the truck, wandering around Missouri when he has nothing to do.

"Brother Hei, stop chasing him! Can I apologize to you?" Bella shouted behind her, pulling her neck.

Her pickup is at the front, the vampire trio is in the middle, and the ghost truck is in the back.

The trio of vampires still think that Bella and the ghost truck behind them are in the same group. They deliberately pulled the distance to let the ghost truck collide with Bella's pickup, which is a bit like "attacking the shield with the spear of the son". mean.

When Bella shouted, they sped up and jumped to the side of the road, hoping that the ghost truck could not stop the speed and hit the pickup truck in front.

The distance between the two cars was less than ten meters, and at the speed of the ghost truck, it only took two or three seconds at most to hit the vehicle in front, but at this time an accident happened, and the ghost truck had an obvious hesitation after hearing Bella's shout After that, the front of the car turned 45 degrees very unscientifically, and rushed towards the black vampire who had jumped to the side of the road at a faster speed.

"FUCK! Foda-se a tua me!" The black vampire yelled at English, Portuguese, and African native languages. He felt a strong sense of discrimination, and he felt puzzled after changing several languages ​​in a row.

But when he saw the ghost truck crazily crashing over, he couldn't hit his head on it, so he didn't say anything, just keep running!

The two vampire companions hesitated for a while, and saw that Bella's pickup had already disappeared.

They can only save their black companions with a depressed face.

The white vampire James rushed into the cab of the ghost truck. He found that there was no one there. He stepped on the brakes, but the brakes did not respond. He couldn't get out by himself.

And the ghost truck kept accelerating, targeting the black vampire.

James' eyes were a little confused, what should he do in this situation?

"Dismantle it! Dismantle this damn thing! Hurry up!" The black vampire kept changing directions, but the ghost truck seemed to have spotted him, and would not give up until he was hit to death.

Did not say, tear it down!

James smashed in the cab, smashing everything he saw.

The female vampire is helping outside, and the headlights, hood, exhaust pipes, and tires are all her targets.

The black vampire was pushed up and down, and his physical strength was exhausted. His eyes were scarlet, and he had to use the blood essence that was the core of the blood race to replenish his physical strength.

"Fuck! Hurry up!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up! This damn thing is going to kill me!"

"Please, save me quickly! I can't hold on anymore!"

The black vampire kept urging, which made James and the female vampire very annoyed. They didn't care about it and killed the idiot, but the black vampire began to beg again.

When the three vampires and the ghost truck passed a bridge, the female vampire tore the engine out, and James also destroyed the cab and kicked two big holes in the door.At this moment, the bridge deck collapsed!The three vampires were caught off guard and fell down with the ghost truck.

James pushed away the boulder angrily, and crawled out of the ruins with some difficulty. His dark eyes looked at the ghost truck. Nobody wanted the car at the junkyard.

The exhaust pipe of the "chug chug" ghost truck emitted a puff of black smoke and disappeared into the air at a very slow speed.

"James!" The female vampire's voice sounded in the distance, and he turned to look.

The female vampire Victoria was in extreme embarrassment, her pretty face was covered with scratches, which were cut by a lawn mower flying out of nowhere, and her golden hair was now as if it had been bitten by a dog.

"Don't look at me, look over there." She pointed to the other end of the ruins, and James frowned.

The black vampire is dead.

The bridge collapsed. Although he swiftly avoided the slamming of the ghost truck, he had just fallen to the bottom of the bridge when he was hit hard on the face by a piece of gravel the size of a millstone with gravity. Sure, most of the head was smashed off, and now only a small piece of the chin is still connected to the neck. It is obvious that he cannot die anymore.

(End of this chapter)