The buildings on both sides of the railway gradually increased, and the trains began to slow down gradually, ready to enter the station.

"Hello passengers! The stop in front is Zhinan Station, if you want to get off the train, please pack your luggage in advance, prepare to get off, and stop at the station for 15 minutes. ”

When some passengers in the carriage heard the announcement, they got up and removed their luggage from the shelves.

Some people dragged down the shelf because their luggage was too heavy, and they almost fell on the head of the passenger in the seat.

An Zeru was putting the snacks on the small table into her backpack, but Pete hurriedly stopped her: "Xiao An, don't worry, let's talk about it when the car stops steadily." ”

"Mr. Pi, what kind of demon are you doing," An Zeru didn't want to deal with him at all, "I'm afraid that you haven't taken a train, and there will be more people getting on and off the train for a while, so don't cry if you can't squeeze in." ”

"Panic what, I'll throw it at you."

An Zeru looked at Pete suspiciously, but Pete avoided An Zeru's gaze and looked around helplessly.

"Huh?" An Zeru tilted her head and leaned her face forward, "There is a problem." ”

Pete moved his ass behind him, for fear that An Zeru would see something. His legs trembled like a machine gun, but his expression was like a little daughter-in-law who was forced to marry in the old society.

This reminds An Zeru of the early Tang Dynasty poet Song Zhiwen, who was demoted to Lingnan for some reason, and later because of the hardships of Lingnan life and missing his family, Song Zhiwen fled and returned to his hometown privately.

When he crossed the Han River, he saw that he was getting closer and closer to his hometown, and he had mixed feelings, so he wrote the famous sentence "I am more timid when I am close to my hometown, and I dare not ask anyone who comes".

Having said that, they are going to visit Lu Yulin's home, and it should be Xiaolu who wants to be "more timid", what are you nervous about the British who can't hit the three poles!

"Are you······ What did you do to be sorry for the fawn family? An Zeru sat back and asked faintly.

Pete suddenly turned around, and in order to be bold, he also raised his voice: "How is it possible?" ”

An Zeru squinted, turned his face sideways to look at Pete, and said with a wicked smile on his face: "You shouldn't have sent the love letter to Sister Yuchi to the Xiaolu family by mistake, right?" Oh, I'm going to be the grave of your love~"

"! I don't even have the contact information of his family, how can I send it by mistake? ”

In fact, Pete was still thinking about waiting for Zou Xiaojin to come back and ask him for some news. But that guy didn't know where to hide and got tired of his girlfriend, and he never came back.

If you want to talk from Lu Yulin's mouth, it seems that there is no hope. Maybe when his family threw himself into the pit and buried him alive, Lu Yulin would stand on it obediently and read a eulogy of a high level, so gorgeous that he even felt that he had died more than Mount Tai.

Or, just a short nine-word comment: "A good man is buried here." ”

At this time, Pete's mobile phone rang, and the call alert showed an unknown number: "Okay, okay, I'll answer the phone first." ”

With that, Pete got up and went to the junction of the carriages. His sense of balance is good, and when he encounters the suitcase in the aisle, he jumps over directly, and he lands without shaking.

"Hello?"

This is not the exit gate, and the passengers who want to get off the bus are lining up at the other end.

Pete pushed the door open and turned to come in, choked and coughed twice, and he glanced at the three people who were smoking around the door.

They probably finished the whole box of cigarettes at once, and the miasma in this small compartment was almost like lighting a cigarette cake, and they couldn't really see anything.

(Note: Smoke cake, film and television tool, releases a large amount of smoke when lit.) ）

Pete turned and walked briskly towards the other door across from them, crouching down in the corner.

"This is the Operational Command Center, please verify your identity."

"Why did you call at this time?" Pete put his hand to his mouth and lowered his voice, "Death Squad Leader Pete Hunt, ID-TH03021197." ”

"Identity, Captain Hunter, please report on the progress of the mission."

"Isn't it a report every night?" Pete glanced at the three men again, for fear that what he said would be heard.

After thinking about it, Pete still felt that this place was not appropriate. Leaning against the wall again, he got up and looked through the glass window to look at the other carriage, and found that it was crowded with people, so he had to shrink back again.

At this moment, the bagpipes sounded on the train, and Pete raised his voice so that the operator could hear what he said: "The target has always been by my side, no detachment, no anomaly!" ”

This sentence, mixed with the sound of bagpipes, sounded like thunder to the three of them.

They threw the cigarette they had just refilled on the ground, and the end of the cigarette struck a fine spark.

Three pairs of eyes were condescending, staring straight at Pete curled up in the corner.

"The Commander-in-Chief has declared the Treehouse in wartime, please speed up your mission progress and cooperate with the follow-up."

"Wartime status?" Pete was incredulous, "What's going on?" ”

"The command center is adjusting the battle plan, I can't give an exact reply for the time being, Captain Hunter, this call is to remind you that the 'defection plan' is about to be activated, please prepare as soon as possible."

"No," Pete was anxious, "the target has no intention of leaving the country for the time being, is it okay to wait, what if it is exposed?" ”

The three people on the side looked at each other, it turned out that they had been being watched all along, and even knew that they would not leave the country directly, what was the problem?

Ever since receiving the order from King Ruo, all the believers in China have begun to wander randomly among the major cities and mountains.

They switched from planes and buses to taxis, ferries, and even sneaked over the wall into the train station. It wasn't until his previous activities were completely covered up that he dared to leave the country by plane or cruise.

However, what made the three of them puzzled was not only the reason why their whereabouts were revealed, but also the person in front of them, why did he appear so blatantly? Do you have a problem with your brain, or do you think you're strong enough to stand out from the crowd?

"I'll escalate your problem to the Commander-in-Chief, please wait for further instructions."

"Is the home visit still going on?" Pete switched his phone to the other ear.

"Until the commander-in-chief makes adjustments, the content of your additional mission will remain the same for the time being, Captain Hunter, I wish you all the best, and this call is over."

Toot ······ Toot ······ honk

The phone was hung up by the other party, leaving Pete with no room for bargaining.

"Damn, the opinions of the people are still not listening."

Pete held the phone up to his face, grumbled, and then slipped it into his pants pocket and got up to leave.

This is the usual style of the command center, and Pete often says that their instructions are like farts in the gut, which can burst out at any time and at any time, with no pattern at all.

Just as he was on the doorknob, a hurried conversation came from behind him, like a whisper between Shinobi in Ninja Assassin.

"Targeted."

"Who?"

"It's supposed to be a treehouse."

"What should I do?"

"Kill it."

"Got it."

Pete was shocked when he heard this, and turned back sharply, just as the train had entered the tunnel, and the light source in this small compartment was instantly cut off. It was only at the last moment that he saw the movement of the three men rushing forward.

Before Pete could react, his two wrists were grabbed by two people, one left and one right, at the same time, and the two rotated Pete's arms outward, his joints were buckled, and his upper body leaned down.

A pair of hands reached out from the darkness, one on top of Pete's head, and the other on Pete's chin.

Just as the man was about to break Pete's neck with clockwise force, Pete's arms suddenly lit up with dragon-like inscriptions, and the golden glow illuminated the faces of the two men who had captured his arms, and the hot lines burned their palms.

Inscription Sequence, Scroll of Wa, Luo Qing.

Boom! Boom!

A powerful repulsive force erupted around Pete's arms, shaking the two who bound him apart, and his left leg flung to the right at the same time, spinning his entire body in the air with the force of his neck, breaking free from the lock of his head.

Airplanes! The train exits the tunnel, daylight crashes through the glass window again, and Pete steadies his weight and takes a step back. He quickly shook his head left and right to lock on to his target, but the three of them disappeared!

The doors of the carriages on both sides were always closed, and the only noise around them was the noise of the passengers and the crushing of the wheels against the tracks.

If it weren't for the smoke that filled this small space that was stirred up by the movement just now, it would have made people think if those three people had never existed. It's like the morning dew that lies dormant on the flowers on the other side, and it will disappear into invisibility when the day dawns.

Where can they run in such a short time? Pete suddenly thought of a possibility, and he gasped and looked up at the top of the place, his pupils suddenly constricted.

Those three people actually kicked on the iron wall with their legs curled up!

At the moment when Pete just saw clearly, the man in the middle retracted his legs and fell, stepped on Pete's back with both feet, hooked his neck with both hands and leaned back, transferring his gravitational potential energy to Pete's cervical spine to the greatest extent.

"Grandma's!" Pete's carotid artery was strangled up, he was furious, grabbed the man's wrist with his left hand, and the inscription on his right hand burned violently, and he wanted to blow the man's dog head at once!

Woo! Woo! The train's bagpipes sounded again, one short and one long, signaling that the two trains were about to meet.

Just as Pete raised his hand, the two above counted the timing and fell, and one of them kicked him in the elbow, boom! Luo Qing directly blasted the iron door behind Pete in reverse, and a strong wind poured in, rolling out the smoke inside in an instant.

The two who fell quickly raised their knives together, slashing left and right, straight into Pete's throat.

At the moment of life and death, the train on the opposite track came speeding by, and the two trains met in opposite directions. The air velocity between them formed a strong contrast with the outside, and the strong air pressure attracted the two trains to tilt towards each other, and the four people who were entangled together stumbled and fell directly out of the iron gate that was blasted open by Luo Qing!