God does not love the world [unlimited]

The eleven people in the carriage were finally pulled out without any accident.

The moving train is a natural prison, and Tan Wang didn't resist after being discovered. It's a small matter to attract hatred, but it's a big problem to cause trouble.

The conductor who came over first surrounded them with five or six colleagues who called for help later, and used the walkie-talkie to report the situation to the conductor in charge. In the end, he got some instructions, and when he turned around, he gave them a hard look. Paraphrase: "Take this group of poor people to the front, lock them all up first, and deal with them after you get off the bus."

The distribution of the carriages of this train is quite special. Excluding the coal-burning front, there are a total of 27 carriages. The last two carriages are responsible for loading goods and some passengers’ luggage, and the first carriage in front is the cab.

As for the remaining 24 sections, No.12 and No.11 in the center are dining cars, No.15 and No.[-] at both ends are sleepers, and No.[-] and No.[-] at both ends are first-class seats, and the rest are all regular seat.

The internal width of the train is more than three meters, which is not short, but the passage between the carriages is always pitifully narrow.The area at both ends of the aisle is separated into a space of several square meters. The front end is the bathroom, and the other end is for the flight attendants to place things such as carts and tools. When needed, they can be directly accessed by opening the door.

The conductor came all the way to No.13 car, walked into the room, and came out half a minute later with a lot of metal handcuffs on his hands.

A conductor has already pushed open the staff room at the end of the thirteenth car, grabbed the collar of a middle-aged woman and threw it directly into it.

"mom!"

"Click-"

Before the woman got up, the handcuffs directly bound the man to the metal pole on the car wall.

"Wait, don't leave!" The woman became anxious, and ran out of the door desperately, the other end of the handcuffs was pulled on the iron rod, making a harsh sound, "You can't lock me here!"

Among the escorted crowd, the boy who had been clinging to the woman from the beginning to the end ran over crying: "Mom!"

The conductor didn't even bother to give a glance, and closed the compartment door with a "bang".

This is equivalent to captivity in disguise.

"Why are you shutting down my mother?" The boy watched the door close, slapped the door twice, and then rushed towards the handcuffed conductor, "Let go of my mother!"

The conductor was unable to dodge for a while, but was grabbed by the hem of his trousers. He quickly kicked him out, and slapped his trousers twice like ashes: "What are you doing with your hands and feet?!"

The boy's head hit the ground, and his eyes were red with pain.He looked a little malnourished, his height only reached the waist of an adult man, and his face and body were thin. He struggled to get up and tried to grab the conductor in front of him: "You...you give me back my mother!"

The conductor stared at him sullenly for a few seconds, and after a few seconds, everyone saw that he suddenly pulled out his colleague's long stick, raised his hand, and slammed it down.

Tan Wang slightly widened his eyes.

The boy retreated subconsciously and raised his hand to block it.

The long stick was made of iron, and it was of solid weight. It was blocked by the boy's hand, but it barely blocked any force. When it fell, it hit him hard on the head.

A muffled sound.

The conductor walked forward slowly: "Why do you ask me to lock her up?"

The boy touched something warm with his fingers, and was stunned for a few seconds, blinking his eyes, and burst into tears.

A few steps away from the connecting passage is the passenger compartment.

The conductor's rubber-soled leather shoes directly stepped on his back, easily stomping him to the ground, and crushed him vigorously with his toes: "try shouting again?"

The boy cried more and more fiercely, clenched his fist and smashed it hard: "Bad guy! Let me go!"

The conductor sneered, grabbed the iron rod, and swung it a second time at his shoulder without hesitation.

Another muffled sound.

The boy's voice stopped abruptly and he fell down.

"A poor man who can't even afford a ticket has the face to interrupt in front of me? Let you talk?" The conductor snorted, unscrewed the door of the staff room next to him, lifted the boy's collar and threw him away. go in.

The colleague took the iron rod, raised his eyebrows and said, "This is the end of the lesson? Don't come again?"

The conductor grabbed the handcuffs and walked forward: "Everyone is dizzy, it's boring to fight."

Between No. 11 and No. 12 cars, the conductor locked Uncle Chen in.

Between the tenth car and the No.11 car, the conductor picked a woman with very short hair.The woman fought back, but was kicked against the wall, slapped twice and locked in.

Between the ninth and tenth cars, the conductor picked up a short man with a hunchback at random, and the man ran directly to the place where there were many passengers.

There are five single persons arranged side by side in the three-meter-wide carriage, and the distance left as a corridor can be imagined.The short man's speed was severely slowed down, but he encountered a cart heading towards him on the road.In a panic, he got under the table between the seats for some reason, and begged the person in the seat: "Please don't tell others that I am here..."

The six passengers at the same table all hid in the corridor.

The conductor smiled at the passengers: "Sorry, we were planning to lock him up, but we didn't catch him all of a sudden."

Some passengers complained: "Why did he come here? Does he have no place?"

"He's a pauper and can't even afford a ticket."

"Fuck, take him away quickly."

"Row."

The man was lifted out from under the table, and the shadow of the iron bar fell directly in his sight. In the agony, he saw the same avoidance on the faces of the six passengers standing in the corridor.

The conductor hit him three times with sticks before he pushed the employee's room and shut him in.

A passenger shouted: "Where's the waiter? There's something dirty on my seat, come here and clean it up!"

……

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was focused on that side, Tan Wang looked at that side, but opened his mouth: "Boss."

Shi Yu looked at him.

Tan Wang lowered his voice and asked, "Will we be imprisoned by him later?"

The phrase "whether or not" obviously does not refer to whether the conductor will treat them like other people, but whether the conductor should resist when they really hit them.

Shi Yu was silent for a few seconds: "It's up to you."

One person was locked up in each room, and the train conductor went all the way to lock up, and finally came to the third and fourth quarters. Now only Tan Wang and Shi Yu were left to be imprisoned.

The conductor opened the door of the staff room as usual, raised his eyes, grabbed Tan Wang's collar and threw it in, and knocked down with the handcuffs.

But at this moment, the boy who fell on the ground suddenly raised his hand to grab the handcuffs, swung the caught arm, and snapped it neatly. The whole process was as fast as lightning.

"Click-"

"Click-"

He only heard two crisp sounds, and the blinking Kung Fu conductor was handcuffed to the metal railing by him.

Tan Wang didn't even pause for a moment, he got up quickly, and kicked the conductor's back hard with his feet.

The conductor froze for a second, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

This incident happened too quickly, and when the other train staff in charge of guarding and escorting reacted, Tan Wang had already strode from the staff room back to the connecting passage of the carriage, and immediately kicked a person in the temple.

Two of the six fell down in an instant, and the conductors were all stunned for a second. Someone yelled "Grab him", and then they all rushed towards him frantically.

Tan Wang picked up the weapon of the fallen employee, hit the big-headed person directly with a club, knocked him unconscious, and then kicked him to the employee who was following behind him, turned his upper body, and swung the long stick in his hand to the other employee. side.

The aisle is too narrow, and only one person can pass through at a time. If two people want to stand side by side, they can only stand shoulder to shoulder. No matter how many people want to attack in groups, they will be powerless.

Tan Wang solved the first two, and then there was a sound of breaking wind behind him.

The iron rod hit him directly on the right side of his head.

Tan Wang frowned, and without looking at it, he slammed the iron rod back with his backhand.

Four people, with such a series of actions, three of them fell directly.

No matter how stupid the remaining employee was, he knew that the other party was obviously a Lianjiazi, so he felt fear in his heart, turned around and wanted to escape, and then heard the tremor in the air next to his ear.

He only felt that when his eyes went dark, he didn't know anything.

Tan Wang threw all the people in the aisle into the staff room, and the space that was originally not that big suddenly became narrower.

He took the one who was finally knocked unconscious by Shi Yu and threw them in together, picked up the last pair of handcuffs that fell on the ground and put them on the feet of the two people lying outside, looking up with an innocent look. The appearance of pure and good students: "Boss, should I lock them here temporarily?"

Shi Yu hummed lightly.

After Tan Wang had just been beaten with an iron rod by the conductor, the wound had not had time to be treated, and the blood had already flowed to the side of his face.

He wiped it carelessly, and wiped the blood on the conductor's clothes.

"..."

"what happened?"

Shi Yu looked at his head: "Your injury."

"It's nothing, it's just scary looking." Tan Wang had already pulled out the key from the conductor's waist, and began to rummage through the locker in the staff room. "I guess the bleeding has almost stopped with this kind of injury."

Shi Yu heard such a miraculous healing speed: "Because of the effect of props?"

"What kind of props do you need?" Tan Wang turned to the cabinet below, "Won't the system add points to the player's physical strength every time they come out of a game? Isn't the healing speed of wounds also included? I will also play in the next nine days." It took almost [-] games to come up, and now it’s been [-] days, isn’t it the average level for a person to stop bleeding in a few minutes if there is a cut on his body?”

Shi Yu: "..."

Tan Wang finally remembered that the person next to him was a talent who had just jumped up a level after only playing four games so far. With a dry cough, he quickly ended the topic, and found two plastic bags of unopened train conductor white shirt and gray trousers from the cabinet. , and handed him a bag: "...I'm going to change my outfit next, boss, do you want it?"

Shi Yu raised his hand to take it: "Thank you."

The series of confinement actions performed by the train crew were proficient, but even if the fare evasion was violated first, it did not affect the train running and did not cause serious losses. The work of asking people to make up for fines and imposing imprisonment should never fall on a train staff.

But the conductor did it, and it was a matter of course.

Handcuffs, slaps, punches and kicks, extremely contemptuous language, and beating people with iron rods in front of the passengers in the whole car until they were beaten to death, and the other passengers were indifferent when they saw it.

It's not that no one saw that the conductor's behavior was too cruel, but no one thought there was anything wrong with it, on the contrary it was taken for granted.

Such serious xenophobia can be sensed wrong: "The people in this car seem to be divided into two categories, one is the poor, and the other is other people."

Shi Yu unbuttoned the long-sleeved shirt one by one: "Three categories, poor people, conductors, and passengers. The system says that players in this game have four identities, and there should be another category."

Tan Wang followed his train of thought to think: "The person who wants to stand on top of the conductor, is that the conductor?"

Shi Yu put the shirt over the patient's gown: "It may be a passenger."

Tan Wang wondered: "Isn't there already a passenger category?"

"24 carriages, two dining cars, two soft and hard sleepers, two first-class seats, and the rest are normal seats. There are a total of more than 500 passengers, and the staff is estimated to be twenty or thirty. If a single train works There are two identities for personnel, and the ratio will be seriously out of balance." Shi Yu said, "Besides, if a player really gets the identity of the train conductor, his decision-making can easily affect the operation of the vehicle and the progress of the task."

Tan Wang took off his peaked cap and put on a blue wide-brimmed hat: "Then what will be the remaining set of ID badges?"

Shi Yu buttoned the white shirt to the top, even the collar, and then buttoned the cuffs: "Have you heard a saying? People are divided into three classes, ten for beggars, five for doctors , Liu Qi is a craftsman, and there is one official and two officials."