Chapter 122

Michael's face transformed, goose bumps rose, and his scalp numb.

He can't control it with fear, even if he's an atheist.

He automatically turned and saw someone behind him. He couldn't see the other guy while holding the light. The darkness scared him.

Guru! He gulped, withdrew in appreciation, and went to Paisley Smith with the driver, trembling slightly.

Paisley Smith and the driver trembled. Both felt they'd seen something dirty.

The dark shadow didn't speak but glared at them with fire in his eyes, then proceeded towards them.

Michael and his friends were concerned by the other party's quiet and considered fleeing.

The opposite side moved out of the illuminated area, revealing Jones' actual visage.

"WTF?"

Paisley Smith screamed.

The driver blinked widely.

Only Michael was calm and spotted a clown mask.

Only two eyeballs were visible. Under automobile lights, it shone with a terrible glow.

Obviously Reuben Jones.