Chapter 1860 Bus to the Underworld

The bus looked normal at first glance, except for the area around the heavily worn license plate. This was Bus No. 666. The number alone sent an uneasy chill down one's spine. But strangely, none of the people in line seemed to react. The office worker, Argus Myler, must have just graduated recently. After all, his clothes and style were youthful. Fresh out of college, he clearly wasn't used to working overtime yet. His head was bowed as he texted a friend to vent. Obviously, he hadn't noticed the license plate either and was about to step onto the bus. Just then, a voice spoke beside him. "Wait for the next one." It was Dalton. He really didn't seem like someone who'd take the bus. Although his clothes and shoes weren't branded, they were clearly custom-made. Argus blinked in confusion. "Huh?" Dalton didn't explain further, stepping onto the bus in silence. Argus, oddly unfazed, muttered, "Who does this guy think he is to cut the line?" Then, he followed Dalton aboard, scann