"Get out of the way." Lin Chi said coldly.

Hearing this, the blood blade immediately flashed to the side, and the circular saw in the hands of the chainsaw murderer was just about to slash towards Lin Chi's direction, but it was already blasted by the tongue of fire spewed out by the Tyrannosaurus Rex shotgun.

Even if the "Texas Chainsaw Massacre" could defend himself against the fire of the revolver, his left hand was still blown to pieces under the suppression of the fire of the Tyrannosaurus Rex shotgun.

Bang!

Lin Chi's body was shocked by the recoil and hit the edge of the car window, and the shotgun in his hand almost fell. He didn't have time to reload, the circular saw had already scratched over.

And at this time, the blood blade also struck again.

As the so-called "men and women match, work without tiredness", even if there is not much communication, the cooperation between the two is still very tacit, taking advantage of the respite just now, the blood blade has re-put on the lethal bracer, and the left arm is directly swung towards the remaining right hand of the chainsaw murderer who is holding the circular saw.

The sharp cold light flickered in the carriage, like a slender silver thread, and the iron gloves on the murderer's hands were cut into dozens of pieces along with his fingers, spurting blood and falling to the ground, and the circular saw was also released.

“Fuck!”

Lin Chi scolded and fell down instantly, and the circular saw that flew out was falling on the position he had just pasted, easily tearing open the wooden compartment bulkhead, and the whole thing was stuck on it, and the sawdust that splattered out fell on Lin Chi's head.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Lin Chi said angrily.

"Coincidence......" Bloodblade's words were interrupted by the howl of a murderer.

With a loud bang, the big foot in the blood-stained metal boots kicked in, and the chainsaw murderer who had lost his hands did not lose the ability to fight, and his huge body rushed directly into the dining car, staring at the two of them with yellow eyes like light bulbs.

The muscles of this guy's whole body are like huge stones, the exposed head is extremely ugly, the crooked facial features seem to be casually glued to his face, a few strands of yellow hair hang down from the top of his head, and the bulging goldfish eyes make his appearance a little lower.

"Oooh...... Ahhh ”

The Chainsaw Massacre doesn't seem to be able to use human language, but just roars like a beast, and with his hands ruined, he also wants to use his strong body to kill the two people in the food truck. But......

Click!

Lin Chi pushed the only two bullets left in his backpack into the barrel of the Tyrannosaurus Rex shotgun, and aimed the shotgun at the head of the chainsaw murderer.

At the same time, Bloodblade raised his right hand from the other side, leaning sideways into the Chainsaw Massacre's body, allowing the other to enter the range of her bracers.

"Goodbye."

"Die."

The two players in the carriage delivered the final blow to the chainsaw massacre almost simultaneously. When the maniac's shattered body fell to the ground, it was less than a minute before he appeared.

"Garbage."

Bloodblade sighed and looked down at the strong body that had been torn in half: "I thought it was the legendary murderer himself, but it turned out to be just a waste ......"

"Are you angry?" Lin Chi looked at the bulging cheeks of the blood blade.

"A bastard for fame and fame is a waste of my time." Bloodblade said as he bent down and groped in a pool of blood, picking up a scorched tooth: "This kind of garbage doesn't deserve the name of 'Texas Chainsaw Massacre' at all." ”

"I don't think anyone cares about the name of a murderer." Lin Chi complained casually and put away the Tyrannosaurus Rex shotgun that had run out of bullets.

The smell of gunsmoke and blood filled the dining car, and the annoying piano sound had long since stopped. Seeing that the bloody blade with long hair was almost waist-high checking the weapon, recalling the tacit cooperation between the two just now, Lin Chi smiled and said, "It's a pity that it's a little early, otherwise we can play 'Bonnie and Clyde'." ”

Hearing the name of the legendary thief couple in American history, Bloody Blade's face turned black and his voice was much hoarse:

"Who's your wife? Don't talk nonsense. ”

"Ha, I'm just kidding." Lin Chi stood in front of the door that had been smashed by the chainsaw murderer and looked into the next carriage.

Unlike the brightly lit dining car, there are no lights on in the next car, and you can only see an area near the door with the help of the light source in the dining car.

There were no seats that should have appeared in the train carriages as far as the eye could see, the dark blue floor was mottled with blood, and several pairs of gray human feet swayed with the tremor of the train.

"They hung the bodies in the carriages." Bloodblade frowned: "Rough treatment." ”

"It's like salted fish." Lin Chi smiled.

It seems that the next carriage should be used to store the victim's body.

Lin Chi took off a lantern from the bulkhead of the dining car, stepped forward vigilantly with a knife in one hand, and entered the carriage shrouded in fishy smell.

He didn't know if the man who was talking in the carriage was the chainsaw murderer who had been killed, but after the chainsaw murderer died, the voice never appeared again.

"Are there any living people here?" Lin Chi asked the Blood Blade, who was also carrying a lamp beside him.

The bloody blade that had just walked into the carriage stopped in place and sniffed, and then immediately shook his head: "No, it's all corpses." ”

"Blame ......"

Lin Chi avoided a pair of feet that were shaking, walked into the carriage full of corpses, and looked for possible clues in this cruel "cargo storage cabinet".

Compared to the badly decomposed corpses on the side of the dining car, the dozens of corpses in this carriage were relatively fresh, at least not showing obvious signs of decomposition, and the corpses were full of men, women and children, including two red-skinned Indians.

The number of victims who died on the Spencer train was far more than Lin Chi imagined, and there were many cowboys with guns, who looked like they had been killed before they could resist.

"Did you find out? Something isn't quite right here. Lin Chi looked at the gray face of a deceased person with the help of the light.

"Don't point me at you." Bloodblade laughed contemptuously, "You're trying to say, 'These people die too casually,' right?" ”

- Cowboys galloping in the Wild West, even if they stray into a dangerous train, will at least draw their guns and resist. The current state of death is completely inconsistent with their combat effectiveness.

"That's what I'm talking about...... Someone's coming. ”

Lin Chi put down the lantern and looked at the darkness outside the window, where several firelights were swaying outside the window, speeding outside the car at a speed similar to that of a train.

In this era, the speed of the train is not too fast, as long as there are fast horses, it can easily catch up.

Because of this, the train robbery caused by the horse robbers will become a common theme in later Westerns.

"These idiots are here to rob?"

Bloodblade stood in front of the window and looked at a few points of light outside, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and said with a smile: "Now, it seems to be more interesting......

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