The trip to the sacred mountain did not meet each other as expected, and let go of this burden about Li Tieqi, and several people did not stay for long, and did not even ask the name of the hunchbacked old man, so they left the sacred mountain at dawn, and when they got on the train to the northeast, the three of them were extremely tired, and Rao is Zhao Kuangchao, who now has symptoms of insomnia, closed his eyes and fell into a dream without thinking much, although it was a dream that would be quickly forgotten when he woke up.

The non-stop rush makes people gradually lose sight of the sense of reality, and even have a feeling that they don't know where they are when they wake up.

In my sleep, the train drove forward, and perhaps even if the road ahead was a cliff, it would not stop.

When Zhao Kuangran woke up again, the train was still moving forward, but it was already dark outside the window, and it was hard to imagine that the day had passed like this, but the fact was that it had passed like this.

Da Yue and Gui San also had hazy eyes, Zhao Kuangran knew that these two people would not be awake for a while, after all, the fatigue and lack of adaptation brought by this kind of rush would make people unable to get rid of it for a while, Zhao Kuangchao got up and went to the restaurant on the train to buy a few boxed lunches to fill the two animals.

Maybe it's the time difference is too big, at this time the whole train is almost asleep, only Zhao Kuanglan walks in the middle of the train alone, looking at this shape, Zhao Kuangchao doesn't like crowded places, it seems to be a very strange disease, Ma Zi called it a phobia of the sea of people, but when he was lonely, Zhao Kuangran longed for this, so that Zhao Kuangran couldn't understand himself more and more.

It doesn't seem that there is anything that makes people heroes save beauty or show off, maybe this is the reality, not like most or TV dramas, one after another, in fact, most people's lives are like this, always in a variety of beautiful fantasies are plain and bland, and I don't know if it is a good fortune that has been cultivated in several lifetimes.

Fortunately, there are still a few leftover boxed lunches in the restaurant, and Zhao Kuang bought them all with money.

Walking in the corridor of the train with a boxed lunch, Zhao Kuangran didn't start to think about it, and a voice that was a little disgusting to listen to stopped Zhao Kuangran, "My son, do you know that you are in trouble?" ”

Zhao Kuang stopped his feet, looked at the dark bathroom, and poked out a head, the deity of this voice has the same personality as this voice, a guy who looks like the lumberjack on the children's show Xiong Da Xiong is looking at Zhao Kuangran, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a serious look, it's easy to make people think badly, if you meet a hot-tempered man, this guy wearing a signature cotton hat is really likely to be repaired.

"Me?" Zhao Kuang pointed at himself.

This looks like a middle-aged man with a bald head, and waved his hand at Zhao Kuang with a deep face, signaling Zhao Kuang to go into the bathroom, but this look, even a fool would not dare to go in with this middle-aged man.

Zhao Kuang shook his head.

"Son, don't you know that a catastrophe is coming?" The middle-aged man looked at Zhao Kuang indifferently, angry, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like he was acting, his expression was not ordinary blunt, and he couldn't even compare to Gong San'er, but this bald head had a striking resemblance to Gong San'er, that is, a commotion that no matter how good a French perfume was, it couldn't hide it.

Zhao Kuangran still looked stupid and shook his head.

"You don't want to know what's wrong with you?" This bald head is anxious, and he feels that the nerd with a boxed lunch in front of him is not an ordinary stupid, Rao is he on this, or with a stupid expression, he will not do anything else except shake his head, if Zhao Kuangchao still shakes his head this time, he really has an urge to rush up and give Zhao Kuangchao two big mouths.

Zhao Kuangran shook his head again, obviously pushing this bald head Qiang to the brink of collapse, this bald head Qiang finally couldn't stand anymore, jumped out of the bathroom directly, jumped angrily, pointed at Zhao Kuangran's nose and said, "Are you stupid?" ”

Zhao Kuangran still shook his head, no matter how red his face and thick neck were that this bald head was angry, he just turned his head and left, not giving face to this bald head who pretended to be mysterious.

Seeing that Zhao Kuangran didn't even turn his head back, this bald head Qiang finally knew that Zhao Kuangran was just playing with him, and he couldn't take a few steps to step up, but he didn't expect Zhao Kuang to have eyes behind him, and the free hand instantly put on the bald head Qiang's neck, and the dark energy followed, and directly pressed the bald head Qiang on the wall in one go.

The bald head was stunned for a while, he didn't expect Zhao Kuang's chaotic move to be so vicious, although he was a little panicked, but it had not yet reached the point of being at a loss, he seemed to be very self-aware and did not struggle, his free hand touched his waist directly, and a hard thing pointed to Zhao Kuangran's waist.

Zhao Kuangran lowered his head and saw a pistol wrapped in black pitch, which was undoubtedly amazing, he never dreamed that this seemingly like Gong San'er was such a hard stubble, as for the authenticity of this gun, Zhao Kuangran didn't dare to joke with his life.

"Spread it out to Lao Tzu, this is a real guy, if you want to make a big fuss, I don't mind one more life." The bald head, whose face was flushed, shouted loudly.

Zhao Kuangran slowly let go of his hand, took a few steps back, and looked at the bald head panting heavily, silently recovering the pistol, as if he was avoiding the pervasive camera in the corridor.

"Let Lao Tzu in." The bald head said forcefully, and waved his hand without waving it.

Zhao Kuangran honestly entered the bathroom, and the bald man looked at the corridor heartily, and only after making sure that it was empty did he sneakily close the door.

There are some dark toilets, and after the bald head locks the door and turns on the light, Zhao Kuanglan can really look at this fierce person who takes the train with a real guy, and this fierce Cheng dù is estimated to be comparable to Gong San'er.

Dressed in tattered clothes, he can be dressed as a beggar when he sits on the street, but even though he is dressed in such shabby clothes, he can't hide the strong smell of rivers and lakes on this middle-aged man, it seems that even if he puts on a suit and tie, he can't get rid of the smell of wind and dust that has entered his bones.

"What do you see, son, there are still two shots, but no matter how hard you practice these years, how many shots can you hold?" This bald man was very disgusted by Zhao Kuangran's undisguised look at him, and unscrupulously took out such a black pistol, and pointed the muzzle at Zhao Kuangran's head like this.

Zhao Kuang didn't say anything, just looked at the bottomless muzzle, and wondered where this middle-aged man came from.

"Hand over the lunch box to Lao Tzu." The bald head is really not shocking, who would have thought that he was so enthusiastic just for a box lunch, it makes people feel crying and laughing when they think about it.

Zhao Kuangran didn't know whether to cry or laugh at the moment, so he honestly handed the lunch box to this bald comrade.

"Don't eat the soft ones, but force Lao Tzu to come to the hard ones, get out of here now." The bald head opened the lunch box, and did not use chopsticks, he directly grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth, looking like a starving ghost, and opened the locked door, just opened, a fist fell in, and directly hit the bald head in the face, and the cotton hat that was some years old flew out directly, leaving a gorgeous parabola.

This is not a strong bald head Qiang was also beaten out with the cotton hat, and before he could take out the handful that was enough to deter people, Zhao Kuangran had already ridden on the body of this bald head Qiang, and his two hands instantly locked the thin wrist of the bald head Qiang.

This instantaneous change made this bald head Qiang go from heaven to hell, and there were even unfinished rice particles in his mouth, but this earth-shaking change made this bald head Qiang forget to swallow the food in his mouth, and he was stunned for a while.

Da Yue Lisuo locked the door when he entered the house, if he hadn't come to find Zhao Kuang, who had not returned for a long time, and heard the movement of the bathroom, he really couldn't have been robbed of these boxes of lunches.

Zhao Kuangran locked the bald head's two hands with one hand, and took out the gun behind the bald head with his free hand, but after Zhao Kuangran touched it out, not only Dayue, but even Zhao Kuangran looked straight, there was not only one gun behind this bald head, but several, there were four pistols alone, as well as a disassembled shotgun, and some things that were also prohibited items, and what was even more outrageous was that Zhao Kuangran finally found a grenade, Zhao Kuangran was curious in his eyes, these things, How did this bald head Qiang put it all on his body?

If it weren't for Zhao Kuangran's experience of this qiē from the beginning to the back, I'm afraid he would really think that this was making a movie, and this qiē was just a movie prop, if it was true, the bald head in front of him was strong, it was not a bald head, it was completely a movable arsenal.

"Scared, aren't you?" The bald head is strong with an unyielding expression, since he has been turned over, he is more confident, but it is okay for the bald head to scare some gangsters, in front of Zhao Kuangchao and Dayue, it is not enough to be scared to the point of being irrational, although it is shocking enough.

Zhao Kuang didn't say anything, but locked his bald head tighter, and the guy who thought he had the upper hand in pain twitched, but he just didn't yell out, if he really made a big deal about it, he took these things on the train, which is not enough for ten heads.

"Did I bring these things to the train just to grab a few boxes of lunches?" Zhao Kuang was crying and laughing, obviously this guy in front of him was more like a living treasure than a mobile arsenal.

"It's your business, I'm willing." The bald head is stubborn.

Da Yue studied the things that Zhao Kuangran had searched for, and these things, without exception, were so real that they couldn't be real anymore.

"What's your name?" Zhao Kuangran didn't blame this bald head for having a hot temper, and asked unhurriedly.

"Lao Tzu, I don't change my name, I don't change my surname. Xue Monkey, known as Xue Ye in the rivers and lakes. "The bald head doesn't know where the confidence comes from, and he is full of interest.

This scene is a bit familiar, and Zhao Kuangchao remembers the last time he met Gong San as a child.