Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

At the same time, in the same taxi.

A man in a black trench coat, a black mask, and a black hat was standing thirty meters in front of the taxi that Luo Qing Chen had just gotten out of.

He didn't sit in the front, but rather sat in the back.

The driver had a wicked smile as he looked at the money he earned and the timer had already started.

"Yo! Where are you going?" The driver looked at the man sitting in the back with a look of disdain before rolling his eyes, "It can't be that you're a robber dressed like that, right!"

"Nanling." His cool voice slowly rang out, giving people a feeling that no one could approach him.

The driver gave a whistle as he turned the wheel and not forgetting to say, "A lot of people are going to that place today, it really is strange."

When he got on the highway, the rain kept getting stronger and he couldn't even clearly see what was in front of him.

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"Damn! The rain really is heavy!"

He kept complaining along the way as his mouth never stopped talking.

The man sitting in the back never said a single thing other than the original 'Nanling'.

When the taxi arrived at Nanshan Road, he slightly moved his right index finger and a faint white light appeared there.

Fifteen minutes later, when the driver circled around Nanshan Road again, he scratched his head and said, "Yi? What's going on here? Damn! Didn't I just pass by here?"

The youth never said anything as the amount of the fee counter reached one hundred and twenty yuan.

The driver stepped on the accelerator and drove even faster.

After another thirty minutes, the sign 'Nanshan Road' appeared in front of him again.

This time, there was a look of horror in his eyes.

With a 'si' sound, the brakes were pressed. The driver parked under the sign and said in a trembling voice, "I……I seemed to have met a curse……How, how many times do you think we've passed by here?"

"Three times." The youth's voice was ice cold, not having a single bit of warmth.

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The driver screamed out before looking in the rear view mirror in a panic. The youth just sat there without any changes.

"You……Who are……you?" The driver said in a panic as he tried to open the door, but he couldn't open it no matter how he tried with the key.

There was a 'kacha' sound as the surrounding temperature dropped and the rain outside turned to hail.

There was a thick layer of ice that condensed on the windows of the taxi. This was a scene that seemed like the end of the world.

"How……How is this possible……" The driver called out in shock. He covered his head with both hands as he looked at the youth with wide eyes.

"Peng, peng." Two large pieces of hail hit the windshield and the glass cracked.

"Are you afraid now?" The youth gave a cold laugh. There was a faint glow in his eyes that no one dared to look at directly.

The driver's hands and feet kept trembling. He had driven around three times to end in the same position.

Even if he was an idiot, he knew that he had kicked a wall.

Powers existed in novels and when he encountered it, his heart was filled with fear.

Looking at the composed black clothed youth, he knew that the 'wall he hit' must be related to him.

"You, you, you……Who are you! Just what……Just what do you want! Did I……I offend you?"

"Un." The youth gave a cold snort before saying in a soft voice, "You offended her."