What does this ID card have to do with the masked man, and who made such a retro ID card?

Not only that, but what is the sudden weird smile of the portrait on the ID card?

Camellia can't figure out what kind of black technology this place can do on an ID card, or this kind of plastic ID card.

She thought about this kind of black technology in her head, and then, thinking about it, she actually fell asleep.

These times Camellia is also in a state of nervous tension, and when he guesses the law, Camellia's heart has been relaxed about the time period he has just escaped, and he slept for two hours.

Because of her violent performance just now, no one dared to disturb her.

Even so, Camellia was woken up by them, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a young man surrounded by passengers.

Changge had already changed his look at this time, biasing most of their images, but the clothes had not changed, but the tunic was gone, and the white shirt made him more vibrant.

Everyone seems to feel good about him, except for Lunyi.

Camellia blinked, Xu was her gaze too obvious, Changge walked over, holding two bags of compressed biscuits in his hand, and placed them in front of her, "Here you go." ”

Camellia looked at the compressed biscuits and understood why these people had a good impression of him, and the emotional family came to deliver food.

Camellia didn't pick it up, this person doesn't know where he came from, and now he's still in a group with the mask man, in case of poison or something, who will she go to complain to.

[That's who you're tasked with.] 】

The object of the task is the object of the task, not the object of me.

【......】What's wrong with this kid now?

The systemalist was a little suspicious of Camellia if she was invaded by a virus, so he quickly scanned it.

After finding out that there was nothing wrong, I went back and continued to analyze the meaning of what Camellia said.

Changge held two biscuits, and didn't see Camellia for a long time, so he suddenly threw the biscuits into her arms and turned to leave.

Back among those people, someone next to him said dissatisfiedly: "What is this thing doing for her, I didn't see her giving her own food to others just now, it's too vicious!" ”

Changge frowned slightly, and was about to say something, only to see Wen Xu pull over gentleness and preach sternly on the side.

Lun Yi is talking to Changge as if he is very gentle, although the words are not right, but the meaning is the same as gentle, and he thinks that he should not compress the biscuits for camellia.

Camellia pinched the two compressed biscuits, thought about it and put them in the bag. If she doesn't eat it, she can't send it back at this time, otherwise she will lose face.

With the compressed biscuits brought by Changge as supplies, these people seemed to come to life again, and after filling their stomachs, they slept again.

They don't sleep as well as camellia, even if someone guards them.

Camellia and the person guarding looked at each other, and in the end, she opened her mouth first, "How did you get out?" ”

He hadn't been seen anywhere else except when she had just come in, seeing the man walking around. The only place that always appeared was the tenth carriage, and the next few times he couldn't even get out of the tenth carriage, and now he could stand opposite her so naturally and watch her come into contact with those people, Camellia felt that nothing happened was simply impossible.

But it also proves that Changge is not a ghost, or maybe it can be said that the masked man cannot disappear out of thin air.

Changge, who has a task with him, can only answer Camellia's question by not knowing, but at the moment when he was about to answer, he closed his mouth again and looked at Camellia.

Her figure was reflected in her light brown eyes, and her severed arms and thighs were jumping and jumping.

Camellia saw such a scene, and when those things were about to jump to him, he suddenly got up, his arms and legs changed directions, and rushed towards Camellia behind Changge.

Well, the masked man is not there, and these weird arms and legs are like essences.

"Quack, quack—"

And a head that turns.

The blood on the severed limbs seemed to never dry up, and it was already covered with blood one or two layers of iron and sipped on it, adding to the brightness.

Changge didn't seem to have seen this kind of situation, and turned around again the moment Camellia hid behind him, hiding behind Camellia.

These things are as scary as demons and monsters.

The sound of the hands and feet of the two people quickly woke up the resting others, and they all panicked.

This is no less than the sudden appearance of the masked man.

The girl who smiled timidly immediately hid behind the man next to her, and only Changge stood behind Camellia, and Camellia was directly facing these arms, legs, and head.

The men fled backwards one by one, and by the time Camellia had recoiled to the junction of the fifth and fourth carriages, they had already run into the third carriage.

Camellia stood in the middle, took out a sledgehammer that had been useless since entering the world with one hand, and smashed it against one arm.

There was a clicking sound from inside, as if the bones had been smashed, and an arm was broken in the middle, leaving the flesh blurred.

It's crude, but it's very good.

The smashed arm was no longer close to him, but collapsed on the ground, a real corpse, without a sense of domination.

Camellia does the same to the other arms and legs, and soon, these corpses become real corpses. Only the heads that were still approaching remained.

Camellia held a sledgehammer, and the heads swirled in front of her as a problem. It's not that she feels soft-hearted, but what if these things burst her brain after a hammer burst?

Leshan Tea only had this clean clothes, and after thinking about so many things in the blink of an eye, she finally put away the sledgehammer and kicked these heads away with her feet.

Kick one by one, I don't know whose head it kicked, I don't know how many heads, and by the time she stopped, it was already half an hour later.

Camellia leaned on the chair, panting, and just as he was about to straighten up, he suddenly felt the danger, instinctively kicked the source of the danger, and heard the sound of jingle bells, and Camellia fixed his eyes.

She kicked away the same dagger she had given Changge.

“！！！”

This thing is going to kill her, isn't it?

Right!

Camellia asked this, but the priest didn't say anything, because the tone was not very right, and there was a feeling that he wanted to kill.

The systemalist feels good, she really wants to kill, but now in this place, let alone killing, even someone can't find anyone to kill!

Camellia carried a sledgehammer and flipped Changge to the ground, the sledgehammer pressed on his chest, and his voice was like a thousand-year-old ice brushing his heart, causing a tremble, "What did you just want to do!" ”

Even if she knew that this thing was murdered by the masked man, Camellia still wanted him to tell the purpose in person, and she didn't know what was going on.

Changge was pressed to the ground, with a cold touch in front of and behind him, and the blessing of her voice made him tremble slightly.

Just as he was about to push down the sledgehammer, he slashed across his shirt.

The two buttons on the shirt suddenly burst open, revealing the collarbone—

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