The long train, with more than a dozen or twenty carriages, is like a long dragon passing through the ice and snow.

The first half of the train is the carriage in which the distinguished passengers ride, which are arranged into small compartments next to the aisle, and behind closed doors are a world of its own.

But the ordinary carriages in the second half of the carriage were in much worse condition, with rows of modest seats crowded with passengers, the air was filthy, all kinds of smells and all kinds of sounds were mixed together, and people walked around in the narrow aisles, like a market.

"Let's let go, let's let ......"

Wang Dongguo squirmed forward with difficulty in the carriage, not looking back at his back, looking nervous.

In the far carriage, there were several men with gloomy expressions who also squirmed forward in the carriage, looking left and right at the suspicious passengers around them from time to time, and even rudely took off someone's hat or directly pushed someone lying on the table, causing a dissatisfied scolding, but seeing the cold faces of the three people, those dissatisfied scolding quickly turned into low-voiced complaints - maybe they couldn't afford it, maybe they didn't want to make trouble.

"These bastards!"

Seeing the men who came over, Wang Dongguo hated and scolded in a low voice, and accelerated the pace of moving towards the carriage in front, but his mood gradually became agitated, because he knew that the carriage was so long, and he didn't have much room to hide.

Then, he saw that in the carriage in front of him, several military police officers were coming this way, checking the identity of the passengers.

"Damn it!"

Wang Dongguo scolded in his heart, but he could only lower the brim of his hat and slow down his pace forward, a pair of eyes looked around at the possible hiding place, now there are wolves in front of him and tigers in the back, and his situation is extremely dangerous.

At this moment, Yang Yi was coming from the first-class carriage to this side.

In the middle of the carriage is the location of the dining car, the military police who maintain order on the train, and these carriages, where a lot of food is served, and there is even a small bar, and the sound of elegant music echoes in the dining car.

It's just that there are obviously not many guests in the dining car, which is obviously caused by the high price of food and alcohol in the dining car.

Yang Yi walked into the dining car, and there was a high or low voice in his ears, but he couldn't understand most people's words, remembering that Yang Quanlin and the shopkeeper had introduced him to Manchuria before, in Manchuria, most of the dignitaries and dignitaries were Japanese and Korean, and he knew that those languages he couldn't understand should be Koreans or Japanese.

Although Yang Yi couldn't understand both languages, he could still distinguish the Japanese intonation, and the Japanese were really easy to distinguish in this dining car - they spoke very loudly, their faces were full of arbitrariness, and they didn't seem to care if they didn't bother others if they spoke too loudly.

One of the people who attracted Yang Yi's attention the most was the Japanese, not only because he spoke too loudly and no one was around, but also because he shaved his hair in the same weird bun as the Japanese ronin he met in Zhao's Mansion and wore the same wide clothes, so he knew that he was Japanese at a glance.

Of course, Yang Yi wouldn't pay too much attention to it if the other party was Japanese.

It's just that the huge body like a winter dog and bear, sitting there like a mountain of meat, makes people can't help but feel a little sorry for whether the small restaurant stool under his ass will be burst by the fat of that body, and the pillar-like legs are placed in the aisle because there is nowhere to place, blocking most of the aisles tightly, making it difficult for people not to notice him.

"Trouble, borrowed ......"

Yang Yi stood still in front of the pillar-like legs, but the Roshan-like Japanese didn't seem to hear at all, and still spit and said something to the petite female companion sitting opposite him in a kimono, without the slightest intention of giving way.

Yang Yi had to raise his voice, the voice was very loud, and most of the guests in the dining car looked up, with some pity in their eyes, because talking to a Japanese person so loudly is often regarded as rude.

Manchuria is the world of the Japanese, and it is rude to the Japanese, and the trouble is not small.

What's more, this Roshan-like Japanese is not a good look, if you know a little about Japan's national conditions, you can also see that this Japanese is a good sumo wrestler, don't look at that fat body, but extremely flexible, and have the power to crack tigers and leopards!

The guests expected it well, Yang Yi's loud voice really angered the Japanese!

"Baga, you lowly Chinese pig......"

In the roar, the Japanese man suddenly got up, his huge body and this astonishing height, as he stood up, the sound was like a mountain rising from the sea, and the carriage, which had been extremely empty, became much smaller as he stood up.

Yang Yi stood in front of this Roshan like a baby, standing in front of a strong man.

It's just that, compared to the comparison of the huge body gap, in front of this menacing Japanese giant, Yang Yi just took a step back, his eyes were slightly cold, and he didn't have too much fear.

Such a reaction obviously made the Japanese see it as a provocation to himself, and he pinched the fan-like slap and said with a cruel smile: "Zhina, do you want to die?" ”

Japanese, Yang Yi doesn't understand.

But no matter who or what beast it is, it looks the same when it is angry, not to mention the undisguised murderous intent in the eyes of the Japanese.

So Yang Yi didn't need to know what the Japanese said, but his eyes became extremely cold, just because he was louder, the Japanese had murderous intentions towards himself, such a guy couldn't be a good person at all!

If he hadn't been on the train now and he still had something important to do, I'm afraid he would have done it unceremoniously!

Although he didn't do it, it doesn't mean that he won't do it, Yang Yi swore that if this Japanese dared to continue to force him, he would definitely hurt his hands!

"Baga, I didn't think I was still a master......"

The Japanese obviously felt threatened by Yang Yi's body, and in the chatter and laughter, he squatted slightly, a pair of copper bell-like eyes stared at Yang Yi, and the two pillar-like legs stomped heavily on the ground, and the entire carriage seemed to be shaking with it!

The atmosphere became visibly tense as he squatted, and the passengers in the carriage were scrambling back away from the two, knowing that once the wrestler took this stance, he was ready to attack!

Everyone saw Yang Yi's eyes full of unbearability, in their opinion, this Japanese would pinch Yang Yi to death like pinching a chicken!

"Plaid Taro-kun, please calm down......"

At this moment, one of the two women in the kimono suddenly spoke, trotted over and bowed slightly to Yang Yi, and then said to the sumo wrestler: "We came here this time to take on a heavy responsibility, there is no need to please don't cause more trouble......