I set you up on a blind date, and you've managed to overcome all the weirdness?

"Yeah, just trying to make a living."

The driver turned his head, grinned, and his voice was muffled, as if it were being squeezed out of his brain.

As he turned his head, the three fellow travelers in the rearview mirror hurriedly greeted him.

The man in the suit's rope got tangled in the middle of the water ghost, which desperately tore at the right side, squeezing the pregnant woman into a ball.

The carriage was instantly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

With a "click," the car door locked.

The air conditioning in the car only started cooling after picking up the first passenger of the day.

The driver stepped on the gas, and the car glided into the night.

The streetlights outside the window began to distort, and the once familiar street scene became as blurry as Van Gogh's Starry Night, and the road grew darker and darker as I walked.

"Hey bro, getting off work so late?"

The driver, while keeping his eyes fixed on the darkness ahead, began to strike up a conversation as if he knew exactly where to start.

Lin Yan immediately felt his tongue tingling and instinctively wanted to chime in.

Is the rule to lead the conversation into speaking first? You're quite something, you seem to understand PUA (Pick-Up Artist) tactics.

Because of Tristan, Lin Yan smiled inwardly, immediately muted his microphone, and prepared to see what other tricks he could pull.

The driver paused for a moment when he didn't respond, glanced at him, and continued:

"Life is tough these days."

"Working 996 every day, the meager salary I earn can barely cover my mortgage."

"The leaders make grand promises, but in the end, you're the one who takes all the blame while they claim all the credit."

"I'm afraid to go to the hospital when I'm sick, and I'm afraid to quit my job because I'm worried about losing my social security."

A pool of black blood seeped from the back of the driver's head and stuck to the seat, but he seemed completely unaware of it.

"I feel like a machine every day, spending more time at the company than at home."

"Look at this messed-up life, don't you feel...?"

"Actually, life is just like that, pretty meaningless?"

As soon as the driver said this, the three passengers in the back seat immediately made a move.

"Yes, it's so tiring."

The man in the suit pulled on the rope around his neck, accidentally tightening it around himself.

"I was laid off at 35. I didn't dare tell my family. I spent every day in a suit sitting in Starbucks. I didn't want to keep up the pretense anymore..."

"Why, why are we the only ones suffering?"

The half-pregnant woman giggled, stretching out her left hand to show herself, but her hand was already swollen and her nails had all peeled off.

"I defaulted on my mortgage, my husband ran away, and the wind was so cold when I jumped. Please come down and join us."

There were four bizarre figures, one in front and three behind, all looking at Lin Yan.

Lin Yan understood now.

This bizarre rule of murder is PUA assimilation.

The things the man in the suit said to the pregnant woman matched the information about the deceased that Su Qinghan had given him.

However, the pregnant woman was clearly lying; her records showed that she did not jump off the building. It seems that assimilated members of the group retain some self-awareness.

If Lin Yan were to go along with them now and join in their complaints about their dissatisfaction with life...

His anxiety would be amplified infinitely, and he would become the fourth passenger in the car in the next second.

Lin Yan sensed the malice in the carriage instantly reaching its maximum and raised an eyebrow.

Not only was he not intimidated by the terrifying scene, but he also turned to the side and slapped the driver on the shoulder.

"Smack!" That was quite a forceful blow.

The enhanced strength of the Nine Revolutions Prison Bone Body caused the driver to slam forward violently.

"Master! You just don't understand!"

Lin Yan had a very loud voice, and his eyes were full of longing for a better life.

"How can this be called suffering? This is clearly a blessing!"

"My boss making me work overtime is a sign of respect; it's a way to build my resilience!"

The driver was completely stunned by the slap, the steering wheel slipped, and he stared blankly at Lin Yan.

"I don't have any other hobbies, I just love working late into the night!"

Lin Yan got more and more excited as he spoke, then turned to the three bewildered, bizarre people in the back seat and continued his monologue:

"Working 18 hours a day, I feel like my soul has been elevated!"

"I don't feel tired; I just feel full of energy!"

"As long as I don't die, my boss will be able to go public tomorrow, marry a beautiful and wealthy woman, and reach the pinnacle of life!"

"Driver, hurry up! I have a morning meeting tomorrow, and I need to prepare materials when I get home!"

The entire carriage fell into an awkward silence.

This script is wrong.

They've been doing this for quite a while now, and they've encountered people crying and begging for mercy, as well as people hurling insults.

But I've never seen anyone turn around and feed them toxic motivational messages like this.

He doesn't have even a trace of negative emotion that can be assimilated, so how can you induce him?

The driver started to panic.

More and more black blood was gushing from the back of his head, completely soaking the seat, and the cold air from the air conditioner turned into a chilling wind that could freeze someone to death.

"Oh dear, why is the road fogged up?"

Lin Yan turned his head and looked out the car window. Thick white fog enveloped the area, and countless grotesque faces struggling in pain could be vaguely seen in the fog.

"There seems to be a dead body ahead, brother. Did you see it? Have we taken the wrong road?"

The driver spoke in a sinister tone.

"Narrator, get to work!"

The narrator's flattery is now online.

"Look closely!!!"

"This man has professional insights into dense fog."

"He astutely realized that it wasn't fog at all, but rather the condensation effect of dry ice emitted from a nearby chemical plant!"

"As for those so-called 'ghost faces,' they're just optical illusions created by the refraction of headlights by smudges on the car windows!"

"This man's inner light shines so brightly, it seems capable of slaying anything grotesque!!!"

Except for the last sentence, which was outrageous and pure flattery, everything else started to work.

With a few "poof" sounds, the ghost faces outside the car window were indeed popped like soap bubbles.

The thick fog actually turned into smoke from the evaporation of dry ice.

The driver was completely bewildered.

He looked at the man whose face seemed to say, "I want to contribute to society."

What the hell is this?

Born with the divine body of an ox or horse? The "struggling B" from the "struggling B" series, huh?

The driver's teeth were grinding together, and pus and blood had already seeped onto the floor mats.

Since reasoning won't work, let's just break off all pretense of civility.

"die!!!"

The driver floored the accelerator, and the gauges on the dashboard immediately spiked.

The leather in the passenger seat was torn open, and countless sharp bone spikes emerged, like a tightening iron maiden trying to turn Lin Yan into a hedgehog.

In the back seat, the three fellow passengers instantly transformed.

The rope around the man in the suit's neck transformed into a black snake, tightening around Lin Yan's throat.

The water ghost opened its fanged mouth and bit at his shoulder.

The pregnant woman, half-submerged, floated up from her seat and plunged her hands into his back.

The interior of the car was already cramped, let alone the older model of the Fengtian sedan.

Lin Yan had no way to avoid it at that moment.

"You're not pretending anymore, huh?"

Lin Yan not only didn't dodge, but instead chuckled coldly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

He unbuckled his seatbelt and grinned maliciously.

After practicing for so long, I've only ever encountered opponents who were either too strong to beat or didn't even need to fight. Finally, some easy prey has been delivered to my doorstep.