God does not love the world [unlimited]

The radio rang again.

Unlike before explaining the predicament and asking everyone to sign an agreement to abandon their luggage, this time the announcer delivered a speech.

Ji Congyang stayed at his post, and the more he listened, the more shocked he became, he turned his head and ran back to the dining car: "Idol! Old Joe!"

Qiao Yan moved one step faster than him: "Do we really have to let the passengers jump off to die as they said?"

Before Tan Wang could follow suit, he heard the screaming and cursing of the passengers next to him.

"What do you mean? You have to go down to reduce the weight? Are you using such a big car as a display? Can't you find something to throw away?!"

"Is the railway bureau raising you for nothing? Why don't you know what to do if such a big thing happened?! It was agreed before and will give us an explanation, and now this is the result?!"

"Do you think you are the one who said that you want to jump off the bus, and someone will jump according to what you said? You have forgotten where your salary comes from? I take so many lying cars and pay so much money every year. Now I am fed to the dog's stomach. Did you go?!"

"Do you know who I am?!"

I don't know who jumped up from the seat, with a voice like a roaring bell, which abruptly overwhelmed the movement of the entire carriage, and yelled at the voice above his head: "I fuck your mother!!"

"..."

The broadcast does not depend on people's will. Duan Wenqing stood by the microphone: "It just so happened that we found a dozen or so poor people who evaded fares to get on the train when the train was driving. Now they are locked in the staff room."

The noise coincidentally fell silent within a second.

Duan Wenqing's voice was steady: "After consideration, we have decided that we will ask the eleven poor people to get off the bus so that they can pass through the next curve with a larger arc and ensure the safety of all passengers."

There was silence in the carriage for a while, and finally the voice of the passenger who shouted "fuck you" sounded first: "Is that... gone?"

No one spoke.

After the broadcaster finished what he had to say, he just pretended to be dead.

Shi Yu suddenly got up and pushed open the glass on the left side of the vehicle, and the window was pulled to the maximum.

There was no moonlight outside the window, it was raining heavily, and the night wind was blowing fiercely and anxiously.

The rain washed against the car windows, flowed across the track, slapped the sharp edges and corners of the stone, rolled the shadows of the trees, wrapped the screams of people, and faintly heard the muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

"Bam—"

"Bam—"

"..."

In less than a dozen seconds, the successive muffled sounds were over, like heavy and hysterical wailing.

I don't know if it was in response to his actions, or in response to the broadcast that just finished reading.

Ji Congyang swallowed, staring out the window, a little dazed.

The speed of the train was very fast, and the falling things only passed by the eyes of the people who happened to look at this side, and they were thrown behind before they even had time to catch them.

"The people have been sent down according to what they said."

It took Qiao Yan a full five seconds to react. This sentence was the one he asked before answering him.

"It seems that they still chose the most traditional method." Shi Yu turned his head again, his eyelashes were covered with raindrops, "But since the staff room that locked the poor has been opened, they should have also found out that it was locked. Six train attendants inside."

Tan Wang's expression changed suddenly.

Qiao Yan noticed the change in his mood: "What are the six conductors locked up?"

Tan Wang's voice was deep: "He and I were assigned by the system as poor people. At the beginning, we got into the freight car and got on the car. Later, we were discovered, and we arrested people before they wanted to lock us in." They were all knocked out and locked up in the staff room."

No matter what Qiao Yan did, she never thought that there would be such a brief summary of the incident: "Did anyone see your faces?"

"We were escorted by the six conductors from the last section of the car to the third section. A group of more than a dozen people received a lot of attention gifts. If it's just me, he..." Tan Wang turned his head and glanced , "Tell your conscience, can you forget what you saw?"

Joe was tired of being silent.

"Although we acted as train conductors for a few hours later, the passengers probably didn't pay much attention at first, or they only noticed that they were not the prisoners in custody but the employees on the train. Of course, it's okay to go with a group of employees. Question." Tan Wang spoke quickly, "But now that those six people have come out, the identity of the poor must not be hidden..."

Before he finished speaking, the connecting passage door of the carriage in front was just pushed open.

The conductor at the head glanced around the carriage, then fell to this side, and pulled off the walkie-talkie: "There!"

Shi Yu's wrist was grabbed almost at the same time.He looked down and calmly reminded: "This is in the car."

How to hide in such a small place.

Tan Wang held on tighter.

After such a delay, a group of more than a dozen train conductors in uniforms and armed with weapons rushed up, and the leader directly raised his hand, smashing his casserole-sized fist hard on the person's head.

Tan Wang raised his hand to grab the falling fist, and kicked the man in the abdomen: "Get lost."

The leader screamed and fell out with his stomach in his arms.

There were also footsteps behind him.

Tan Wang turned his head and saw the conductor coming from the rear compartment.

It is impossible to hide.

Almost all the things that could be thrown in the car were thrown away, and heavy objects like iron bars naturally bore the brunt.The conductors didn't hold any weapons in their hands, they chased and blocked each other, and it turned out to be a dark scene.

"Captain, I found it."

Someone asked: "Shall we throw them down now?"

Tan Wang pressed his hand directly on the bracelet.

In the next second, there was a loud noise in the ear.

"boom--"

He withdrew his hand completely based on the conditioned reflex of his sense of crisis, but he still couldn't dodge it completely. A bullet almost grazed the back of his hand and shot into the seat, followed by burning pain.

A fork in the crowd.

Jiang Ze stood among the group of conductors, holding an AKD Hera, and holding the trigger with his index finger, his hand raised in mid-air remained motionless.

No matter how fast the props are, it is impossible to be faster than the hot weapon bullets already in their hands, at least not as fast as the current props they can have.

Tan Wang put down his hand.

Jiang Ze didn't look at him, his eyes kept falling on the other person: "Don't come here without any problems."

There were quite a few passengers who were attracted by the movement here, and they all stood on the outside at the moment, looking inside: "Those two inside are really poor?"

Someone replied: "I heard that group of flight attendants yelling with my own ears in the third car, can it still be fake?"

The one who asked the question first clicked his tongue: "I didn't see it."

The person next to him complained: "It's not just that I can't see it, I have seen them wearing conductor's clothes before my nose, and I didn't suspect it."

Amidst the noise, someone whispered, "Is there no other way? If they just go down the window like this... something will happen."

Immediately someone responded: "I rely on you to mean that we all deserve it?"

"no……"

"Since a group of poor ghosts can't sit still and have the ability, don't go to it in the first place. Who is to blame now?" The man sneered. Broke."

The companion squinted at people, leaned over and murmured: "Look at their appearance, one of them is good at running out with people at a young age, and he doesn't learn to be bad, and the other looks like a vulgar bastard who only knows how to seduce others. I It has long been said that this group of poor and shabby households are all rotten people, and all the wasted food is fed to dogs. At least they can help me look at the door, but now they are dying and wasting time, I don’t know what they are doing.”

"..."

I don't know when the people formed the concept. They seem to think that as long as all the poor and lowly people jump off, death will not be their turn.

Shi Yu met his eyes and was silent for a moment: "I'm a little curious, why do you want to kill me so much?"

Jiang Ze smiled when he heard the words: "As I said, there are only two kinds of people in our temple, one is our own people, and the other is ordinary people."

And he doesn't count either.

Before hearing a response, the conductor next to him couldn't stand up: "Sir, what do you mean?"

Jiang Ze glanced at him, seeing him as retreating, and then slowly took out a stack of tickets from his pocket, and calmly spread them into a fan: "Do you recognize it?"

Four in total.

Anyone who has been on a train knows what this means: the sleeper on the train is a room with four beds, so for the sake of comfort and privacy, passengers who don't care about money will buy four sleeper tickets at one time, which is equivalent to them being on the train. Owned a single room.

He is also a nobleman.

No wonder there was a gun with him, and the conductor next to him who asked "what do you mean" suddenly softened his expression: "You..."

With a flick of Jiang Ze's wrist, four tickets flew out, brushing past Shi Yu's face, and flew out of the open window behind him, and were blown away by the wind and rain in the blink of an eye.

He asked softly: "Did you say that you decided to get the poor out of the car first?"

The conductor next to him was stunned, and tentatively said: "That's right, but now these two poor people don't seem to want to go on like this."

Jiang Ze: "Then invite them down, is it difficult?"

The train conductor was a bit guilty of doing this kind of thing, but now that he knows what he means, he is on his side regardless of emotion and reason. The rich and powerful can be a guarantee, and it is absolutely impossible to affect him. He was full of confidence in an instant, and shouted directly: "Catch them!"

【Grass. 】

[It's only been a few hours since the opening, and you're tearing your face apart? 】

[It's over, it's over, why is the gap between the two sides too big! ! 】

"Bang bang bang bang-"

Four shots in a row.

The window behind him was shattered, glass shards splashed everywhere, and the wind and rain poured in more wantonly.

Jiang Ze's gaze was always on one person, and he turned his gun and fired again.

The bullet was completely aimed at the heart, and Shi Yu hid to the side when the muzzle of the gun was aimed at it, but unfortunately, the arm was still scratched by the bullet, bleeding directly.

The compartment space is too small and full of people.Passengers screamed and hid after seeing the shooting. The aisle doors on both sides were locked by someone, and the carriage instantly became a secret room with nowhere to escape.

Tan Wang was surrounded by the dozen or so conductors, even Qiao Yan and Ji Congyang who happened to be next to him were not spared. Under the suppression of the number of people, just stacking Arhats could trap the three of them in one corner.

Most of the games involve ghosts and ghosts, so in fact, very few people will deliberately prepare such hot weapons with physical damage. Even if there are, they are just escapes such as smoke bombs and flash bombs. Supernatural props have no effect on ordinary people.

In the last nine days, the only one who loved this kind of props was the one on the leaderboard.

"boom--"

"boom--"

Shi Yu avoided the vital points, and a bullet pierced his shoulder and waist and abdomen, and the gun muzzle was bleeding profusely, soaking the hem of his clothes in an instant.

Eight bullets were spent, and the empty magazine was ejected.

Jiang Ze quickly added bullets, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the other party running in his direction.

He laughed and raised his hand: "The closer you get, the easier it is to die."

Guns have recoil. The closer a person is to the muzzle, the harder it is to dodge, and the greater the wound caused when the bullet hits the body.

Shi Yu didn't hide, turned over and jumped over the stacked tables. When he heard the gunshot, he suddenly threw a black shadow from his hand. The heavy alloy ping bell bounced off the string of bullets that were approaching in front of him. Has fallen in front of the opponent.

Jiang Ze was about to continue, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his hand.

An extremely cold aura gushes out from the person in front of him crazily, as cold and thick as an undead crawling up from the area.

The cards flipped and lit up brilliantly, and the black mist that symbolized death suddenly began to spread.

A scimitar was pressed against the edge of the card, and the undead appeared wrapped in a black robe, and the black curved sickle swung down.

In the front is the Grim Reaper, behind is the crowded crowd, and it is such a short distance that there is no way to hide.

Jiang Ze subconsciously raised his hand to block it. When the gun in his hand encountered a force beyond the rules of the world, he was instantly torn into shreds by the dead energy. He flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood.