The killing system in my brain

Chapter 291 There Really Is a 'Fate'

Ivan's eyes were grim. Since this person is looking for death, don't blame him. There are so many accidents on the road, and it will be enough to tell Boris that he has been sent to the train station. Others, he doesn't know what happened. Looking at Cui Jian in front of him, Iwan aimed at Cui Jian's head and pulled the trigger heavily.

Boom!
Almost at the same time, Cui Jian tilted his head slightly, and he only felt a scorching heat flash across his cheeks in an instant.

Facing the unbelievable Ivan, Cui Jian shot like the wind, grabbed Ivan's hand holding the gun, and squeezed it so hard that Ivan couldn't stop screaming, and had to struggle to let go of the pistol.

When he staggered back a few steps with his arms folded, Cui Jian had pointed a gun at his forehead.

With a plop, he knelt down with his arms folded, begging for mercy: "Brother, please don't kill me, I just... I just want to get some money, other things, I really don't have any ideas."

Cui Jian's expression was serious, he thought for a while, and after understanding what Ivan said, he grinned, "I know."

collapse!
After Cui Jian wiped the fingerprints on Ivan's pistol, he casually threw it on Ivan's body. After crossing the silk thread, he opened the iron gate and left the place.

Looking left and right after exiting the iron gate, Cui Jian suddenly realized that this place is a repair shop as soon as he got out of the train. He walked onto the platform with a calm expression, and after blending into the flow of people, Cui Jian secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

This Boris is really, he met people badly and hurt people a lot. I am afraid that Ivan did this kind of thing a lot. If he was an ordinary person, he would have paid the money honestly and was kicked out of the iron gate.

Touching the ticket that Boris gave him in his arms, he couldn't help grinning, this guy is right, he is Davis Lee now, and since leaving him, he can only trust one person, and that is himself.

Silently waiting for his train number, Cui Jian randomly found a bench and sat down, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

"Excuse me, is there anyone next to you?"

A crisp voice came from beside Cui Jian. He opened his eyes and saw, oh, it was a big ocean horse on time. This is a typical blond beauty with a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets, but her skin is a bit rough. It is a common problem of Western women, he said slowly.

"Someone!"

Hearing Cui Jian's answer, Catherine was taken aback, "But I just saw you sitting here alone for a long time."

Cui Jian looked at her with a frown, which made Catherine frown too. This guy is quite rude, and he stared at her for so long.

"Do you know that you are so ungentlemanly?"

Cui Jian finally heard what this woman meant, not a gentleman?He pointed to himself, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Catherine looked at Cui Jian's Asian face, and suddenly realized that this guy didn't understand the language. She pointed to the chair and then to herself.

Cui Jian: "There is someone."

"..."

Catherine looked depressed, looked Cui Jian up and down, and suddenly said: "Are you from Huaxia?"

Cui Jian frowned slightly, "Norwegian Chinese."

Boris taught him these few words, otherwise he really wouldn't know how to pronounce them.

Catherine nodded, and then asked in half-baked Chinese: "Where are you going?"

This girl is here to check the household registration, Cui Jian glanced at Catherine, but didn't say anything.

Catherine was taken aback, and hurriedly introduced herself: "My name is Catherine, Catherine Jones, just call me Catherine."

To be honest, Cui Jian really doesn't want to care about people. What he wants now is to be honest and return to China in a circle on the earth without any danger. He prefers the style of oriental women. As for the roughness of western women, forgive him for not being able to appreciate them. Among them, Murong Jianguo is the most famous, saying that the black widow who played the avenger quickly is the goddess of his dreams, If it's like that with her, it's worth losing ten years of life.

Looking at the image of the black widow, Cui Jian completely scoffed, what is this, he didn't feel anything at all.

But seeing Catherine staring at him, Cui Jian had no choice but to say, "My name is Davis Lee."

Seeing Catherine sitting next to him, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly. Are these Westerners so familiar?

He touched his cheek subconsciously. It seemed that his face was really handsome. Otherwise, he would never come to strike up a conversation with a woman who is considered beautiful even in the West. No wonder those people always say that the West People are open, indeed.

Easterners are Mensao, Westerners are Mingsao, the two are almost the same.

Thinking of this, Cui Jian turned his head and looked at Catherine sitting on the bench. She was flipping through the documents in the bag, and he asked, "Am I handsome?"

Catherine was taken aback, then turned her head to look at Cui Jian for a while, "I don't think this joke is funny."

"..."

Cui Jian couldn't hold back anymore. Catherine said this in English. Although his English is poor, he can still understand some basic vocabulary.

Well, he was completely self-indulgent, this woman just wanted to find a bench to rest for a while.

He was not in the mood to speak, and he was silently practicing Rama's inner breath in his body.

About half an hour later, a train gradually entered the platform. Hearing the broadcast in Russian and English, Cui Jian took the ticket and carefully compared it. After confirming that it was this train, his expression slightly relaxed. It seemed that Boris had finally done something serious.

Catherine next to her also noticed the ticket in Cui Jian's hand and asked, "Are you also on this train?"

Seeing Cui Jian thinking in a daze, she translated it again in half-baked Chinese. Seeing Cui Jian suddenly realized, she said helplessly: "You who don't even know English very well, how do you live in Norway? You can speak Norwegian?"

What the hell is Norwegian? Cui Jian was puzzled, why there are so many languages ​​in this world, why can't they be unified into one language.

Cui Jian remained silent, but Catherine knew that this guy didn't know anything.

"What's your seat number?"

Hearing Catherine's question, Cui Jian motioned for the ticket, which surprised Catherine, "Our seat numbers are connected!"

Cui Jian frowned slightly, and glanced at the surprised Catherine. He didn't believe in such a coincidence. Maybe this woman came here for him. Absolutely, absolutely, she must not show any lies.

But if there is something strange on the face, it will attract the attention of the other party.

Cui Jian made a look of surprise and nodded, "It's very fate."

After the ticket inspector started to check the tickets at the train entrance and exit, Cui Jian got up and picked up the suitcase, nodded slightly to Catherine, and before she could speak, he walked to the ticket inspector and handed the train ticket over, smoothly entered the train, and found his own berth. Only then did he sit down.

(End of this chapter)