"How can this be, is it because you are too tired, you can rest first, and wait until the Yueji City!"

While comforting, Chen Jingjing's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly. She knew what Liu Yun's dream world meant to them, and it could be regarded as their last hiding place.

After all, even if the red shoes chase after him now, it can only be the ability to urge the dream to come, and the real body cannot appear. The comparison has just been hit hard, and it is impossible for Red Shoes to venture again.

This is also one of the reasons why Chen Jingjing wants to come to Yueji City, after all, if it is just a dream, they still have a hiding space, and it is completely possible to avoid the pursuit of the red shoes, and after entering Yueji City, they will not continue to be afraid.

However, now with the disappearance of Liu Yun's dream world, their last hiding place will also disappear, and if Red Shoes chase after them at this time, then they will be killed if they have no possibility of resisting at all.

Although it is only a dream ability, if a dream eater wants to kill, he does not need to use his body, as long as he drags his sleep into the other party's world, then whether he is alive or dead is just a thought of the other party.

Thinking of this, Chen Jingjing couldn't help but panic even more. But although she was panicked, she also knew that if she panicked at this time, then Liu Yun would be even more panicked, and the last chance to escape would disappear.

Now she can only pray, hoping that Liu Yun's dream can disappear only temporarily, or that the speed of disappearing can be slower, otherwise, they will really die.

And at this time, she suddenly heard a piercing voice ringing in her head: "I, I've finally caught up with you......"

Hearing this voice, Chen Jingjing's face suddenly turned pale, even paler than Liu Yun's.

He's coming.

Before she could escape, suddenly, a violent white light came from outside the window, it was not the power of the Dream Eater. And with this white light, she even heard a sharp scream, which seemed to come from the red shoes.

I don't know what happened, she just subconsciously looked in the direction of the white light, a pair of sharp, cold eyes appeared in the white light, and before she could carefully see everything in her eyes, the white light flashed suddenly, and everything in front of her disappeared. reappeared, in front of her was a white space, the space was empty, there was no train, no eyes, no Liu Yun, only herself.

Chen Jingjing stood up suddenly: "This ...... It's a dream space! ”

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"Kill you, I'm going to beat you to death, let you bully me, let you bully me......"

The original glasses now don't know where they were thrown, and the explosive energy on his body made Zhang Dali enjoy and want to shout loudly to the sky, and what really made him happier was the little gangster who bullied him before, in front of his current self, like an ant that can be pinched to death at will, just with a punch, he directly knocked the other party down.

Looking at the little gangster who was lying in front of him and couldn't get up, Zhang Dali didn't get rid of his hatred, stretched out his big hand, directly grabbed the little gangster's hair, and dragged the other party up from the ground. Originally, the gangster had been knocked unconscious directly by him with a punch, but now the sudden pain made the gangster still snort in pain even though he was in a coma.

"Hehe, now I know it hurts, let you mess with Lao Tzu, let you mess with Lao Tzu......"

Thinking of the embarrassing scene just now, Zhang Dali's eyes were even more angry, picked up his empty left hand, and fanned directly at the little gangster!

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

It's not like a normal slap slap, but a very dull sound, like a drum. It can be seen that with such strength, there was no direct gangster, and now he can't even shout in pain, and his eyes, mouth, nostrils, and ears are all slowly flowing bright red blood.

And Zhang Dali didn't seem to see it, and he still slapped it down one by one. Until, when Zhang Dali wanted to continue to fan it, he suddenly let go of his palm, and he didn't hit anything.

This made Zhang Dali's eyes, which were immersed in sadistic pleasure, red, and he began to get angry. Just as he was about to chase after him, he felt as if something existed in his hand, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a piece of scalp.

It turned out that he had used too much force just now and directly grabbed the scalp of the little gangster. And at this time, the gangster's scalpless head hit the train table directly, and the red and white non-liquid mixed and flowed down.

When has Zhang Dali ever seen such a scene, bursts of bloody smell hit, his mouth opened, and he couldn't help but spit it out directly.

"Vomit ......"

I vomited for a while, not only for dinner at night, but also for lunch and morning, and the whole stomach seemed to be twisted.

It is said that people are a species with a strong adaptation surname, although it is the first time to see a dead person, and it is even the first time to see such a disgusting scene. But soon, Zhang Dali slowly got used to it. Looking at the corpse of the thug in front of him, a question suddenly appeared in his mind.

"I killed someone, I actually killed someone, what should I do, what should I do!"

It's an era of the rule of law, and petty theft or no one cares about it, but once you kill someone, it means that you are going to be the enemy of the country. In front of that huge state machine, it is estimated that there is no one who is not frightened, and there may be people among them, but it definitely does not include Zhang Dali.

"I killed someone, I want to escape, I want to escape, I must escape......"

Standing up suddenly, just after taking two steps, Zhang Dali suddenly came back to his senses. "Where is this?"

Zhang Dali slowly recalled everything just now, as if he was being troubled by the thugs in the train, although he was stopped, he felt depressed, not only was he being troubled, but also felt humiliated. Being insulted by someone younger than oneself is unbearable.

Although he was troubled by the gangsters, he had no choice but to endure it because he had no power or power. So, he had to go back to his seat and sulk, and in the process, he fell asleep unconsciously, and when he woke up again, he appeared here.

Not only has he become infinitely powerful, but the little gangster who bullied him also happens to be here, so there is a scene at the beginning.

"What about the people on the train?" The entire carriage turned around, and except for the front of the car, which had no way to open, Zhang Dali didn't find a single person. This made Zhang Dali start to panic, and finally chose to come to the side of the gangster's corpse.

Although the little gangster has now turned into a corpse, and even the corpse is still disgusting, but he is also a human being, and with this, he is a little relieved. In front of something mysterious, even a corpse can make people feel a little reassured.

"Am I dreaming?" He pinched himself hard, and a sharp pain came over him.

"It's not a dream, so, what's going on? What about people? Could it be that the car broke down and everyone was outside? ”

As Zhang Dali's thoughts just fell, the train didn't know when it suddenly stopped. Outside the window, a cacophony of voices came out.

"Oh, really, trains can break down, so you might as well go and make a car!" A middle-aged man's voice came.

"If you know anything earlier, let's hurry up and push the cart, and when we get to the next station, we can change the wheels of the train, and we can go up." Fortunately, there are a lot of people here, otherwise, how could we push such a big train! Another slightly tired female voice also came.

"Alright. Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and push the cart, or you will have to delay the departure time again! At last a majestic voice came, and all the voices fell silent at once.

"Hehe, yes, yes, it turns out that the train is really broken down halfway. Everyone went down to push the cart, but fortunately I fell asleep just now, otherwise, I would have to go down to push the cart too! But there are so many people outside, what to do with this corpse? ”

Knowing everything that happened outside, Zhang Dali didn't feel that there was anything to be afraid of, and at this time, the more important problem suddenly surfaced in front of him. What to do with this corpse in front of you?

"It would be nice if there were a knife......"

Because it was a train, he couldn't bring a knife with him. But if there is a knife at this time, it can do a lot of things.

Although he didn't bring it, maybe someone else did, Zhang Dali couldn't help but look around, and suddenly, a silver light appeared in front of him, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be a sharp kitchen knife.

Hurriedly ran over, took the knife in his hand, walked to the side of the gangster's corpse in three steps and two steps, looked at the gangster on the ground, Zhang Dali smiled: "Brother, you bullied me first, don't blame me if you go down, I'm sorry!" ”

Although he was laughing, the smile on his face was even more hideous.

After saying this, Zhang Dali raised the kitchen knife in his hand violently, and then slashed it down.

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"Get in the car, get in the car...... The car is finally repaired, let's move on! In the middle of the carriage, a majestic voice came.

Zhang Dali hurriedly climbed to his place and lay down, quietly feeling everything around him.

"This uncle can really sleep, he hasn't gotten up yet!" A clear voice sounded, Zhang Dali remembered this voice, this was a boy belonging to the lower bunk. I have to say that the teenager is still quite good.

"yes, if I knew I could sleep too, I don't need to go down to push the cart, I'm so tired!" This was a slightly old voice, and Zhang Dali knew that it was the voice of a drunken old man.

Hearing the conversation, Zhang Dali smiled proudly in his heart: "It would be strange if you could be like me!" ”

Feeling the tremendous power surging in his body, Zhang Dali has more information about the future. It's just that neither he nor the voice that appeared just now seems to have seen a large patch of blood under his feet. (To be continued.) )