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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 928
The bus was currently traveling up a mountainous road, and aside from the occasional driver, the road was—for the most part—completely empty. No matter which direction one looked, mountains were the only constant sight.

“You know, I heard that lots of robberies happen on this road!” said a fat young man who was clearly finding the entire journey to be quite depressing.

When he saw that others were now looking at him, he then continued, “It was in the news some time ago! A group of robbers had apparently taken over a bus on this very road, and once they were done with their looting, they killed off everyone in the bus!”

“That can’t be true! I’m pretty alert to such news… Why didn’t I see it then?” asked a middle-aged woman rather nervously.

“Well, the news disappeared not too long after it was released to the public! After all, spreading news like this out of the blue could easily propagate panic!” explained the fat man.

“Hah. Even if robbers do attack us, we’ll just beat them to death! After all, there are so many of us in here!” sneered a rather large and muscular man.

“Yes, but we aren’t wielding knives like they are…” mumbled the fat man in response.

Hearing that, everyone fell silent for a while. After all, who wouldn’t be nervous after hearing what he had to say.

took out a packet of biscuits and

mood to eat now? You’ll definitely be the first to be robbed since you’re so

I’m only eating to relieve stress! Here’s a trivia! Humans relax easier

“Is that really true?”

to lie. Here, have a pack of biscuits and try it for yourself!” said the fat man as he handed a packet

I’d like some too!” said another person seated on the bus as

trips? I’ll sell them to you for three dollars a pack if you truly want some!” replied the fat man as he

It was evident that

few dollars didn’t mean anything to them, they began handing out money to him to buy

man who had been sitting silently in the bus this entire time. The man himself was wearing a cap and mask which covered most of his facial features, making it difficult for the fat man to even guess his age. As if he wasn’t odd

“None of you have said a word throughout this entire journey, sirs! Surely you must be hungry too! Why not have some biscuits so that you

the man in the black trench

the house! After all, the three of you look tenser than anyone

replying, however, the masked man simply turned to

himself as he turned to look at the