Driver Liu’s headless body was still kneeling by the window. Blood kept on flowing from his neck; its red hue looked particularly frightening in the quiet of the night.

It wasn’t just Lin Longshan; the other driver had also fainted due to the fear. I rushed forward and kicked the body away, closing the window.

The beheaded statue was gone. The only thing left was the chicken head lying in a puddle of blood. Its bloodshot eyes were still wide open.

Li Mazi was also scared. He was on high alert with his back against the wall, holding the shotgun tight.

I didn’t waste time and went to press Lin Longshan’s and the driver’s philtrums to wake them up.

They crouched in fear as soon as they regained consciousness. The only thing I could do at the time was to ask them to stay in their beds while...