Pkele OP. I have this thing in me that warns me as soon as there is danger. its intuition. Mine is sharp and I listen to it. But one has to be calm and focused to sense it. If your mind says dont then dont! So far so good I have not encountered them.
Once again pkele

ladyF:
Chai. I've never met those ones in the bus. They came to ask for directions a few times, they will now be like I'm from Cotonou blaah blah. I no dey answer anybody for road again sef since I started hearing stories. If you like be stranded and dying, I go just nod my head left and right. Na only 1 life person get abeg.

Its [size=20pt]LadyF[/size] again

your kind person dey die many times before the actually death grabs you.

We were going to PH that early morning, and decided to go through jibowu bus stations. From bagger, my friend and I boarded a bus going to ojota by 4:30am. We got to ojota peacefully and entered a yaba bus without noticing any suspicious things that was obvious(there were about 8 men in that bus with a conductor), because we were in hurry to board the early bus that morning....

Unfortunately, my friend and I were the only victim, the rest were all robbers!

Suddenly, they brought out guns, forcing us to bring out all what we had...... phones and some few cash.......

Meanwhile, they spotted police vehicle, patrolling ahead of us......they became cofused.......

Suddenly, like a miracle, they tap our backs, telling us to open our eyes(cos they told us to close it earlier), and handed our phones and other belongings back to us. Funny enough, my sim card had been removed, they handed it to me also, and told us to get down before they speed off the road.....

Still wondering why they returned our belongings till date....!

It appears our law enforcement agents have no solution to this. It has gone on for so long.

Mogidi:


It might be a dry joke to you, to the unemployed and the economy, its an expensive joke.

stop being silly. focus on the topic

Na Tinubu be the founder and God father of Agbero and one chance!...if we wan check this kind crime in Lagos, we gatz start from that id!ot.

ADAMUdaCOWBOY:
And I wonder why people always praise this slum called Lagos. Abuja rocks man!

guy bone! One chance full abuja too.

Lagunalic:
If not for your own foolishness,you would boarded a taxi at that late hour.

Who told you taxi sef is safe, make God just dey protect person, that's the most important thing

justirich:

stop being silly. focus on the topic

silly n senseless! What is he even talking about??

chemmerfrank:
pray your not in need one day.. Cause karma is a b!tch

you can't blame her though. Heard so many stories about ordinary reply leading to trouble. The world is more sophisticated in evil

Lagunalic:
If not for your own foolishness,you would boarded a taxi at that late hour.

sometimes taxi is not safe too, so dont say he is foolish

Another thing is to avoid public transport at night. This will reduce the possibility of One chance happening.

Don't move around with too much cash. 5k should be the maximum.

Most importantly! DONT USE PUBLIC TRANSPORT AT NIGHT

my cousin's experience
7 years ago:


she was sent to get food stuffs from the market,
after 5 hours she had not return, her mum was very worried, she called all the family members on phone, we all thought she branched at her boyfriend's house as usual, so we were nonchalant

when she returned she went straight to the wardrobe, scattering everywhere while her mum asked her what was wrong and what she was searching for, she gave no reply, she was acting dazed then she just ran out, her mum caught up with her at the staircase, she slapped her twice then she fell unconscious


when she regained consciousness, she told us she was accosted by two men who asked for direction, the next thing she found herself in a secluded area, she was asked to go home and get Money or gold then bring it back to them. she was charmed

I was born and brought up in Kano and I've never heared of one-chance incidence before in kano.
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Why does it always occur in Lag and other states?

justirich:

you can't blame her though. Heard so many stories about ordinary reply leading to trouble. The world is more sophisticated in evil

an eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind my friend

247notire:
A friend's own story. He boarded a bus one afternoon in a park. Cnt rmbr whr he was going to. Then the passenger beside him bought two sachets of water from a boy hawking it, took one and offered my frnd the other one. He naively collected it and drank it, the whole thing. After abt 20 mins he began to feel dizzy and before he knew it he had blacked out in the bus. Other passengers meanwhile thought he was asleep. The crooks waited till he was the only one left in the bus. Took away both of his phones and 30k on him. He was rudely woken up when they got to a deserted road, and ushered down and out of the bus as he was still dizzy. He walked down for a mile or so, met a man on the road and collapsed into his arms. He spent a week in the hospital after the unfortunate incident. He learnt his lesson.

I wonder wetin dey inside d water.

Pathetic

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mistytohcute:
my cousin's experience
7 years ago:


she was sent to get food stuffs from the market,
after 5 hours she had not return, her mum was very worried, she called all the family members on phone, we all thought she branched at her boyfriend's house as usual, so we were nonchalant

when she returned she went straight to the wardrobe, scattering everywhere while her mum asked her what was wrong and what she was searching for, she gave no reply, she was acting dazed then she just ran out, her mum caught up with her at the staircase, she slapped her twice then she fell unconscious


when she regained consciousness, she told us she was accosted by two men who asked for direction, the next thing she found herself in a secluded area, she was asked to go home and get Money or gold then bring it back to them. she was charmed

lol.. that kinda craze clown slap..

dis OP na 'akosibero'... see as you use ur badluck koba ur friend.... i no knw why dem no shoot you sef..

2004...jobowu bus stop. Exactly 11yrs ago to this day. I was in university then and running a publication, which we printed nd published from lagos. I escorted a colleqgue to despatch some mgazines to port hrcourt. It was evening around 6.30 with hint of rain in the air.

Immediately he got ife sinachi, my friend nd i who, was with me, headed to the bus stop- jibowu under bridge. We were heqding for palmgroove, where our printers were on shyllon street. It was drizzling slightly and there were no buses, yet a crush of humanity milling around.

Any bus at that time would do, since all the buses from tht point must pass palgroove, which was about 4 bus stops away. I had some posters with me which i had rolled into a cylinder. Since it ws drizzling, i put my phone omside this cylinder of posters to shield it from rain..one of those fancy samsung's then.

A bus soon came around nd without even waiting to hear where it was going to, we jumped inside- my friend and i-the bus must pass through palmgrove nyway. 4 other men and a woman were lucky enough to also get seats making us 6 who entered the bus at the back, to join 4others,including the conductor, each on a seat in the bus. The woman entered infront. It was one of these 14seater combi buses- 3 rows of seats at the back, taking 4people each row nd two people in front.

The bus was going to ketu-ojota anyways.

One person was next to the driver infront, so he came down for the woman to sandwich herself between him and the driver. I nd my friend, sat in the middle seat, one person(one of them, as we later got to discover) flanking us door side. Thats how they distributed themselves at the end of each row-door side of the bus.

Owo da....the conductor soon shouted as the bus took off(even when they wnt to rob you, they must still collect their bus fare first), so we paid. By then, we were coasting along fadeyi, towards onipan, inside kole(service lane). Just before onipan though, around igbobi, the driver exitted service lane and entered express onto Ikorodu road proper as the conductor finished collecting his fare.

Just then, i just heard from the back:
'This is a security operation, we are security men. Bring out everything in your pockets. This is a stop nd search operation (stop and search nd we were moving).
'Security operation baawo,' i said as i made to turn. A fist, it had to be a fist, though it sounded nd felt like a sledge hammer thuded against the side of my head nd instantly shut down my vocal cords, forcing my head to remain glued to the front.

It was then it dawned on me- we had entered one chance- nd damn, i had 30k on me- my entire money, home nd abrod. 'Which kain bad luck be this, i kept on muttering to myself as they systematically started collecting our money at gun point. The guy at the back seat nd the conductor held locally made pistols.

I knew they couldnt shoot, without giving themselves away, even on that busy express, but i wasnt about to test their resolve. Tht sledgehammer blow had done much to sap the fight in me. I handed over my 30k sheepishly as i saw the guy infront jerk the handbag of the woman nd bring out money i knew would be nothing less than 200k.

They collected our fones, nd when it got to my turn, i remembered my fone was in the cylinderical hull of the posters i held. Atleast they wont steal my fone, i resolved. When the conductor turned his gun on me asking for my fone, i told him i had none. They frisked me quickly, they seemed satisfied.

They now started asking each of us how much we had on us when we entered the bus. I thought quickly and said i had handed over 50k, when it was only 30k. I did this to set them up in arms against each other. There is no honor among thieves, so normally when they rob passengers, each of them underdeclares what they collect from each victim. If one of them collects 30k, when they r tendering the money, he will only drop 10k, so each of the gang members, if they have time always ask victims how much they had.

All this happened between jibowu and anthony and robbing us, and just when they were about to slow down and push us out of the bus(they most times dont even slow down), i felt the posters i held start vibrating. It was my phone, and i knew in the next few seconds, my ring tone will explode into sound.

I could have gladly died at that moment. I tried to end the call through the posters, but the thickness was too much. My ringtone exploded in the shrill quietness of the bus. The gang realized one passenger still had a phone. All hell broke loose.

They had pushed the first guys out and were about pushing me out when the sound came.A coarse hand gripped my neck my flung me back as the door of the bus was pulled to. Slaps, metal, wood, gun butts landed on me as they cursed and hit me. They grabbed the posters, pulled out the phone, frisked me again, giving me a tjorough work over before they pushed me towards the door.

They were in two minds whether to keep me for further search, but it was too dangerous still having us on board, they had already thrown some passengers off around LASU Anthony and by now, we were at Maryland underground. In the darkness of the underground, the slowed to push the remainder of us off the bus and zoomed.

People who saw us shoved off, came to our aid, bought us pure water, dabbed our wounds and contributed 100naira for each of us to get to our destinations. I walked all the way to obanikoro on the other side of the road and fearfully took the next bus back to shyllon...thanking my stars that they were just one chance robbers...not ritualists

Lagos na wa!!!!

angieberry:
Wow! Thank God for your life oh! So all these happened in a moving bus and no one outside suspected anything?

it was an 11pm donation, how can people suspect

ajaolu:
All in Lagos

They are many here in Jos too

bengems:
Na Tinubu be the founder and God father of Agbero and one chance!...if we wan check this kind crime in Lagos, we gatz start from that id!ot.

Mumu

Thank God you came out safe oo

Just barely two months ago ,a friend boarded a bus-(a Coaster bus) going to Volks from mile2,half way to the journey the evil men brought out gun and drugged all of them ,from his narration they were actually RItualist

luckily for the guy they pushed him down on the basis that the driver complained that he didn't like the guy face. When managed to come back with the help of "good Nigerian"he ended up sleeping for almost three days non-stop due to the drug effect.

mistytohcute:
my cousin's experience
7 years ago:


she was sent to get food stuffs from the market,
after 5 hours she had not return, her mum was very worried, she called all the family members on phone, we all thought she branched at her boyfriend's house as usual, so we were nonchalant

when she returned she went straight to the wardrobe, scattering everywhere while her mum asked her what was wrong and what she was searching for, she gave no reply, she was acting dazed then she just ran out, her mum caught up with her at the staircase, she slapped her twice then she fell unconscious


when she regained consciousness, she told us she was accosted by two men who asked for direction, the next thing she found herself in a secluded area, she was asked to go home and get Money or gold then bring it back to them. she was charmed

I don't believe charms do work. But seriously, did you witness this?

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My guy no vex

babamadiba:
guy bone! One chance full abuja too.

infact another name for Abuja nah "one chance"...looking at their taxis and all...one chance go sweet for their die.

I entered mine at apapa, I was going to charity, after dispossessing us of our valuables, their bus started jerking and we were asked to take our stuffs back with a warning not to raise alarm and anybody that tried that would be gunned down. the thing na like nollywood that day

cityAdventures:
2004...jobowu bus stop. Exactly 11yrs ago to this day. I was in university then and running a publication, which we printed nd published from lagos. I escorted a colleqgue to despatch some mgazines to port hrcourt. It was evening around 6.30 with hint of rain in the air.

Immediately he got ife sinachi, my friend nd i who, was with me, headed to the bus stop- jibowu under bridge. We were heqding for palmgroove, where our printers were on shyllon street. It was drizzling slightly and there were no buses, yet a crush of humanity milling around.

Any bus at that time would do, since all the buses from tht point must pass palgroove, which was about 4 bus stops away. I had some posters with me which i had rolled into a cylinder. Since it ws drizzling, i put my phone omside this cylinder of posters to shield it from rain..one of those fancy samsung's then.

A bus soon came around nd without even waiting to hear where it was going to, we jumped inside- my friend and i-the bus must pass through palmgrove nyway. 4 other men and a woman were lucky enough to also get seats making us 6 who entered the bus at the back, to join 4others,including the conductor, each on a seat in the bus. The woman entered infront. It was one of these 14seater combi buses- 3 rows of seats at the back, taking 4people each row nd two people in front.

The bus was going to ketu-ojota anyways.

One person was next to the driver infront, so he came down for the woman to sandwich herself between him and the driver. I nd my friend, sat in the middle seat, one person(one of them, as we later got to discover) flanking us door side. Thats how they distributed themselves at the end of each row-door side of the bus.

Owo da....the conductor soon shouted as the bus took off(even when they wnt to rob you, they must still collect their bus fare first), so we paid. By then, we were coasting along fadeyi, towards onipan, inside kole(service lane). Just before onipan though, around igbobi, the driver exitted service lane and entered express onto Ikorodu road proper as the conductor finished collecting his fare.

Just then, i just heard from the back:
'This is a security operation, we are security men. Bring out everything in your pockets. This is a stop nd search operation (stop and search nd we were moving).
'Security operation baawo,' i said as i made to turn. A fist, it had to be a fist, though it sounded nd felt like a sledge hammer thuded against the side of my head nd instantly shut down my vocal cords, forcing my head to remain glued to the front.

It was then it dawned on me- we had entered one chance- nd damn, i had 30k on me- my entire money, home nd abrod. 'Which kain bad luck be this, i kept on muttering to myself as they systematically started collecting our money at gun point. The guy at the back seat nd the conductor held locally made pistols.

I knew they couldnt shoot, without giving themselves away, even on that busy express, but i wasnt about to test their resolve. Tht sledgehammer blow had done much to sap the fight in me. I handed over my 30k sheepishly as i saw the guy infront jerk the handbag of the woman nd bring out money i knew would be nothing less than 200k.

They collected our fones, nd when it got to my turn, i remembered my fone was in the cylinderical hull of the posters i held. Atleast they wont steal my fone, i resolved. When the conductor turned his gun on me asking for my fone, i told him i had none. They frisked me quickly, they seemed satisfied.

They now started asking each of us how much we had on us when we entered the bus. I thought quickly and said i had handed over 50k, when it was only 30k. I did this to set them up in arms against each other. There is no honor among thieves, so normally when they rob passengers, each of them underdeclares what they collect from each victim. If one of them collects 30k, when they r tendering the money, he will only drop 10k, so each of the gang members, if they have time always ask victims how much they had.

All this happened between jibowu and anthony and robbing us, and just when they were about to slow down and push us out of the bus(they most times dont even slow down), i felt the posters i held start vibrating. It was my phone, and i knew in the next few seconds, my ring tone will explode into sound.

I could have gladly died at that moment. I tried to end the call through the posters, but the thickness was too much. My ringtone exploded in the shrill quietness of the bus. The gang realized one passenger still had a phone. All hell broke loose.

They had pushed the first guys out and were about pushing me out when the sound came.A coarse hand gripped my neck my flung me back as the door of the bus was pulled to. Slaps, metal, wood, gun butts landed on me as they cursed and hit me. They grabbed the posters, pulled out the phone, frisked me again, giving me a tjorough work over before they pushed me towards the door.

They were in two minds whether to keep me for further search, but it was too dangerous still having us on board, they had already thrown some passengers off around LASU Anthony and by now, we were at Maryland underground. In the darkness of the underground, the slowed to push the remainder of us off the bus and zoomed.

People who saw us shoved off, came to our aid, bought us pure water, dabbed our wounds and contributed 100naira for each of us to get to our destinations. I walked all the way to obanikoro on the other side of the road and fearfully took the next bus back to shyllon...thanking my stars that they were just one chance robbers...not ritualists

Lagos na wa!!!!

Sorry man. You should have pressed on the poster harder or sat on it or even smacked it on the floor to silence the phone