Chapter 54 Lin Xiaoyao’s thoughts

At 8 o'clock in the morning, the gentle sunshine has just emerged from behind the tall buildings, and the Lianhua Community is already a busy scene.

Young people are rushing to go to work, while old people are either sending their grandchildren to school, or they are gathering in groups under a tree to exercise and chat about household chores...

"Good morning, uncle!"

"Auntie, your body is really strong..."

Fu Lingyun kept a very pure smile, passing by these ordinary and friendly people step by step, occasionally saying good morning to the uncles and aunts, touching the children's heads affectionately...

It is hard to imagine that Fu Lingyun, such a harmless animal, could be a murderous god of death on the battlefield, an absolutely strong man who emerged from the bubble of blood.

Fu Lingyun hates bloody scenes like last night. If God is willing to give him a chance to do it again, he will definitely choose to become one of these ordinary people without hesitation.

He likes ordinary life and longs for the life trajectory of ordinary people...

There is a bus stop outside the community. After some understanding, Fu Lingyun knew that there happened to be a bus from here that could go directly to Beixin District, where Shengqi Group is located.

The bus that ran every 10 minutes arrived soon, and Fu Lingyun got on the bus. Because Lianhua Community was close to the bus departure station, there were still a lot of empty seats on the bus.

After picking up a newspaper, Fu Lingyun took a seat by the window and started reading.

Unknowingly, as the bus passed by one stop, there were more and more people on the bus. There were no seats and there were many people standing.

When passing the platform in the southern section of the city center, there are the most people getting on the train because of its prime location.

The driver kept shouting: "The people below can't get on the bus anymore, everyone is packed into a photo, please wait for the next bus!"

But these well-dressed guys in suits and leather shoes were all rushing to the nine o'clock shift, so they would listen. The driver didn't even have time to see clearly, and he got a dozen people on board. The whole bus was overflowing.

After a delay of several minutes, the bus restarted with a full load.

The scene in the car at this time was simply frightening. Men and women were crowded together. There was no talk of giving or receiving, and it was good to have a place to stand on tiptoes.

It is said that the bus is the stage for folk masters to appear. There is no water in this statement. There are things like the golden rooster standing alone, the one-handed hanging ring for three and a half weeks, and the practice of Qinggong with the feet off the ground and sandwiched between people... It is simply not uncommon.

Therefore, some thin guys say that they have been squeezing buses in the city for several years and have never felt the effect of gravity. This must be believed.

Fortunately, those old men and women were also very sensible, and no one dared to confront the sharp edge of the eight o'clock bus. At this time, there were only a few children in the carriage who were probably going to school and were suffering under the supervision of adults.

Fu Lingyun squinted his eyes slightly, seeing all the shocking scenes in the carriage. At this moment, he had no intention of reading the newspaper. It was midsummer, even if the windows were open, the car was full of people of all races, and the smell was simply too unpleasant.

However, people with status like Fu Lingyun are already the happiest in the eyes of others.

Several middle-aged people in their early 40s coughed violently and pretended to be dead, then looked at him expectantly, trying to lure him to a seat.
Chapter completed!