Crazy Taxi Novel Game นิยาย & เรื่องราว

'Jesus, this driver will surely get me killed, God please' She clung to the seat, her knuckles turning white, as the taxi weaved through traffic like a skilled acrobat. "Ehh, sir I didn't mean you should kill us, please slow down!" She yelled but the taxi man wasn't obeying and just focused on driving at lightening speed. Just as she felt her heart leaving her ribcage, the taxi arrived at Ash Ventures, the towering glass building that seemed to touch the sky. She jumped out of the car as if the car would blast off at anytime. She glared at the taxi man who flashed her a sweet smile, "you're welcome miss"

It was all pointless having feelings for him so she had to get rid of them… She finally packed her things and headed downstairs….. She would just take a taxi home… As she stood in front of the company trying to hail down a taxi… A black Bentley pulled up in front of her… She rolled her eyes knowing it was one of Lorenzo’s cars… Carlos rolled down the window… “Mrs Martini,please get into the car.” Fabiola fist clenched as she hesitated… She knew Lorenzo was at the back seat…she really didn’t want to see him right now until she had her chaotic feelings under her control..

All of them are gloomy and some are colorful which draws the society to that building as well as the other structures in Winter City. I can't even see the sunlight as we get closer to the cab booth from the buildings that blocked the radiant of the afternoon. Some bridges are connected to the other buildings above the road we are crossing, including the electricity network of each building that is now coated in this city and era. "Alrighty haven, how on earth are we gonna tap on this screen? Is there a manual here?" Wayne scuffs his belly and gazes his confused eyes on me. "Tap that red box labeled taxi near the publications and I bet this will phone a cab for us," I said while scanning my e

CHAPTER 6 NEOLA The taxi stopped after ten minutes of travel from the suburban place I've came from to this building which I've been led to by that mystery caller. It was just a small diner in the middle of the city. The bright green lights blinded me for a moment before it change to a dull yellow , almost comforting to my nerves. I entered the diner by pushing open the glass door and marching about I am about to take my phone out of my jacket pocket to call the mystery voice when a hand bolted from my side and snatch it from my grasp. "What the f--"

She grabbed her handbag and phone, then made her way downstairs. Bryan’s driver was waiting beside the car. The moment he saw her, he quickly opened the door. “Good morning, ma’am,” he greeted. Mia cringed. “Just call me Mia.” “That’s not possible,” he said with a small smile. “Lord Bryan would have my head.” Mia sighed, climbing into the car. As they drove, she played around with her new phone. Everything was already installed—Facebook, W******p, I*******m, TikTok. She had even set up her profiles.

We began to fix in our luggages with the driver lending a hand as we settled in for the ride. Liam's eyes widened as he climbed into the backseat, taking in the unfamiliar sights and sounds of the taxi. The driver, a friendly-looking man with a thick accent, greeted us with a warm smile. "Welcome to the city! Where can I take you folks today?" Cynthia slid into the seat beside Liam, and I followed, feeling a sense of relief wash over me as we settled in for the ride. The taxi pulled away from the curb, and the airport began to fade into the distance, it was replaced by the towering skyscrapers and bustling streets of the city.