Bella sighed again and again. The quality of the ghosts in the United States this time is obviously not good enough! Their ancestors carried out their business by walking, but now they have to take a car? It's really decadent!
However, the agreement was reached, and she didn't slack off.
The engine that reappeared in the ghost truck was roughly dismantled by her again.
Chassis! After a crackling and hard smash, although it was extremely messy, it was at least removed.
The fuel tank, fuel pipe, and pressure limiting valve were not spared.
In the end, even the broken tires and headlights were removed by her and piled next to the original pickup truck.
The ghost in the ghost truck was still alive. Bella was worried that if she killed this guy, the parts she had worked so hard to remove would become air.
"Can you install these things? I can't install them." She pointed to the parts all over the ground and asked.
Not to mention her, even Jacob couldn't install them. They were not compatible at all.
The female ghost in white was unusually calm. She brushed over the parts one by one, and finally slapped her palm against the engine of the pickup truck.
The next moment, parts were flying all over the sky, in a translucent shape, wrapping up the pickup truck like rain.
Bella released her mental shield and threw the truck driver ghost, which was only a small ball with a pale white halo, to the white ghost.
The rather shrill screams lasted for more than ten seconds. When the white ghost finished devouring it, a brand new pickup truck was born.
A hundred times faster than the fastest repairman in the world, the pickup truck's originally round front became a square with edges and corners.
The bumper was pure black and looked extremely solid. The shell with serious paint loss was now silver-gray. Even the body was raised a lot. On the back of the left and right doors, there was an upright exhaust pipe.
The pickup truck, which was originally just for transporting vegetables and delivering goods, has now been modified like a Ford F650 muscle car.
It has full horsepower and a cool shape. And because this car is now considered a ghost car, it doesn't need to burn oil.
Perfect!
"Take me home." The white ghost seemed to say a few words back and forth.
The ultimate weapon, "Do you think I'm pretty?", was blocked by Bella.
Thinking that they were all driving together, Bella felt it was necessary to increase their understanding of each other.
"Uh, you definitely can't remember my full name. I'm Bella, what's your name?"
After devouring the ghost of the truck driver, the white-clothed female ghost's eyes became a little more agile. When she heard Bella's question, she began to extract information from her severely damaged memory.
After driving for more than ten kilometers, she answered in a very weak tone: "Xiao"
"Shaw?"
Bella roughly knew that this was a surname, but if she wanted to ask for more information, the female ghost Miss Xiao didn't know.
She couldn't remember it at all, and the psychic power wouldn't create her memory out of nothing. She could only wait for her to accumulate strength and slowly recover.
Miss Xiao is very honest. She will neither seduce wild men nor have any interest in black people. The truck driver's resentment seems to have reached a balance with something in the core of her soul.
She got rid of her original fate as a ground-bound spirit and awakened some of her memories. When she is free, she merges with the pickup truck and does not come out to disturb Bella at all.
"What a good ghost!" Bella sighed repeatedly. There are many psychics, but enthusiastic ghosts are rare. She must be nice to this tool girl and don't let her completely disappear.
When Bella passed through the town of Prosperity in Arizona, she was going to say hello to Natasha, but found that she was not in the town.
After calling, I found out that the beautiful girl Natasha and her mother, the sheriff, are now in Phoenix.
According to Natasha, it's not a big deal, just that her parents are getting divorced.
"They're getting divorced! Isn't it a big deal? I don't understand why you're getting divorced?" Bella held the steering wheel with one hand and made a phone call with the other.
"It's because of money! The $100,000 given by Stark Industries, that guy wants to invest the money, but my mother doesn't agree."
Bella listened with a gossipy mind, but the plot is actually very simple and cliché.
The stepfather of an ordinary clerk wants to get the right to use the $100,000, but Natasha's mother thinks that the whole family is ready to give up the toy car at that time, and it was Natasha who tripped the female robber and finally got the toy car back.
She plans to use the $100,000 as an education fund for her three children and keep it for college in the future.
The two sides have a conflict, and the stepfather of the clerk doesn't care and forcefully invests the money in the stock market.
What year is it now? It's 2000! It was when the Nasdaq avalanche occurred, and the $100,000 disappeared without a splash.
Then the couple started fighting! When Natasha's mother was holding a shotgun to argue with her husband, the man filed for divorce!
Bella's forty days were extremely fulfilling, and Natasha's life was also quite dramatic.
In forty days, the family experienced the whole process of windfall, unequal distribution, quarrels, collapse, fighting and divorce.
Natasha still lives with her mother, her stepfather took the young man away, the bear child in the marriage was raised by his father, and the woman had visitation rights and other things.
"How about it? Let Charlie consider my mother? They should be able to talk."
Natasha didn't feel sad after the family was broken, and she didn't care much about the gains and losses of $100,000. She just wanted to do something interesting.
In her opinion, it would be very interesting to mix Bella's father and her mother together!
Bella was helpless about this. People got married, divorced, moved, and transferred schools as if it was commonplace. She could only try to adapt to this environment.
"It's very cold here in Washington State."
"It's okay. I'm Russian and I'm not afraid of the cold."
"Well, our bathroom is small. I suggest you don't come." She said casually.
Natasha giggled: "We can take a shower together."
Bella snorted and ignored the other person's words. Is C great? Can you look down on B? Tacky!
Natasha joked casually, and suddenly she became serious: "Charlie won't be very poor?"
Bella didn't know whether Charlie was poor or not. She only knew that he was not rich, but he was definitely not poor. After all, he was a public official. No matter how poor he was, how poor could he be?
Bella's mother ran away with her when she was a few months old, and then poor Charlie was single for seventeen years! He lives frugally, has no bad habits, and the only house he has is the one he built before he got married.
He wanders around the town every day and doesn't go anywhere else. What can he spend money on?
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