C208 Chaotic gadda

It was 9: 27 local time. In a bustling area on the eastern outskirts of the capital city of the Mud, Fang Jiada, a double-decked bus was slowly moving.

"Boom!" "But at this time, there was a loud bang as the bus's body burst into flames.

Ah!

"Bam!"

"Help!" Screams, collisions, cries for help, curses, and all sorts of other noises converged to form a not-so-wonderful symphony