Tang fan gets on the bus. He doesn''t have a specific destination, but it''s enough if he can find a relatively safe place to absorb the energy of magic stone fragments wholeheartedly.

    In addition, he didn''t see a living person for a long time. He was lonely. Suddenly he saw so many at once, which made him nostalgic.

    This feeling of staying in the crowd, feeling the breath that belongs to human beings, makes Tang fan feel at peace from his heart.

    I don''t know why. With the promotion of his level, Tang fan has a more and more idea that he will be farther away from the crowd. This is a premonition, which is often very accurate.

    But now he doesn''t have this consciousness. Maybe it''s the last nostalgia.

    The two cars started again and headed forward, where Tang fan didn''t know.

    Tang fan is on a bus. The bus is refitted, reinforced and thickened, just like a mobile small fortress. It has strong protection and is very stable. Even when driving on potholes and rugged roads, it has only slight ups and downs, just like a baby''s cradle.

    There were many people in the bus. When Tang fan got on the bus, they stared at Tang fan one by one. Some were calm and some were numb, which made people feel uncomfortable from the heart.

    Although it is considered to be an ordinary person, it is not comparable to ordinary people in essence. Tang fan''s face is indifferent, glances at it, and sweeps all the faces and expressions of the people on the bus into his eyes.

    Almost all are ordinary people, men and women, old and young.

    Some are haggard, seem to have not had enough food and sleep for many days, and suffer from the double suffering of mind and body; Some looked sad, as if all their relatives and friends had left after suffering; Some look numb, as if after ups and downs, they lose hope for the world and themselves to live

    In short, except for the four level 1 magic warriors, more than 20 others are ordinary people, and none of them has a smile, except Tang fan.

    The bus has a wide space and can accommodate at least 40 or 50 people. Therefore, it seems very loose. Tang fan randomly chooses a seat, unties the big sword wrapped in black cloth behind him, and sits down. The softness of the sofa immediately makes him feel comfortable. This is much better than sitting on cold, dry and hard stones.

    The driver is a level 1 magic warrior with a special talent for speed. Maybe this talent can make him react faster and avoid a car accident.

    The other three magic warriors, one in the front and two in the back.

    "Boy, what''s your name?" a male demon warrior in his twenties said impolitely to Tang fan, with a kind of pride in his tone, as if the strong were questioning the weak.

    Tang fan couldn''t help laughing. He looked only twenty-three or four years old, younger than himself. He even called himself a boy. He was just a level 1 magic warrior.

    "Tang." Tang fan smiled faintly and said, "what''s your identity?"

    "We are the salvation society." the proud young man straightened his chest and said, and immediately reacted with a vicious look: "boy, you can answer whatever I ask. Don''t turn off the topic, otherwise, get out of the car."

    As he spoke, the young man strode towards Tang fan. It looked like a veteran intended to teach the recruits rules. The other magic warriors not only didn''t stop drinking, but showed a look of great interest.

    The world is like this. Some people who really have strength are proud. Their pride is the pride in their bones, which is never easily revealed on the surface. Some people who have only gained a little strength always think they are masters. How great they are. They have to make a movement whether they talk or do things, for fear that others don''t know they are masters.

    Just like the magic warriors on the bus, they are only level 1. Even Tang fan in the past can kill them, not to mention now.

    In the face of the young man''s aggression, Tang fan was not angry, because this feeling was like a fly shouting at a goshawk: I fly faster, higher and farther than you!

    "So, what do you want to know?" Tang fan joked.

    "Your name, forget it, I''m not interested to know." the young man first said, stopped next to Tang fan, made a sharp and threatening look, swept around, and finally fixed on the black cloth on one side: "boy, what''s that? Show it to me."

    The tone is bossy, like the boss to the younger brother.

    "That''s not something you can touch." Tang Fan said in a very light tone.

    "What are you talking about!"

    It seemed that he had been greatly insulted. As soon as the young man''s face changed, he became angry and looked vicious.

    "Boy, do you know who I am? Dare you talk to me like this. Believe it or not, I''ll throw you out of the car. I think those damn mutant creatures should welcome your flesh and blood."

    As he spoke, he smiled grimly.

    "Boy, remember, without our protection, people like you can only become the dung of monsters. Therefore, don''t be arrogant in front of me. Now, give me that dark thing."

    The more you talk, the more addictive you become, and finally become a little elated.

    With this clown like appearance, Tang fan didn''t even feel angry. He turned to look out of the window, looked at the increasingly dark sky, looked at the dark mountains in the distance, and looked at the vast and lonely earth.

    "Crackling..."

    Suddenly, a sound of electric current sounded in my ears. I saw a small incandescent arc beating between the young man''s fingers.

    "Boy, the current on my hand is not fake. I don''t like your attitude very much. Apologize and give me that dark thing obediently. Otherwise, I''ll give you a taste of electric shock."

    "Isn''t the purpose of the salvation society to save the world? In addition, you''re too noisy. Go away." Tang fan didn''t look back, but suddenly his interest waned. The joy originally caused by seeing the living people faded a little, and his anger slowly grew.

    If this guy continues to clamor, it''s hard to guarantee that Tang fan won''t be angry and kill him directly. Tang fan now is different from the previous one and will never be merciful.

    "Madeleine, stop."

    Suddenly, a low drink sounded, and a middle-aged man behind came over.

    The young man''s face was uncertain, but the current between his fingers disappeared. He snorted coldly, glanced at Tang fan fiercely, and turned back to his seat.

    "My friend, you know our salvation meeting very well?" the middle-aged man walked up to Tang fan and said gently.

    "I don''t know. I''ve heard of it." Tang Fandao said, because before the end of the world, the salvation society once invited him to participate and made a simple introduction for Tang fan, but Tang fan refused. Unexpectedly, he got on their car. This fate is really wonderful.

    (this chapter has been changed. I''m always worried that the great heroes are unhappy and confused. That''s it. Haihan, Haihan. In addition, I want to thank the two great heroes "Weiwei" and "zwykm1")