Xiaoyao City, located on the border of the Eurasian continent, administratively speaking, is not under the jurisdiction of the Overlord or the Sunset Group, and is an autonomous place. There are about 30 such territories around the world, which are commonly referred to as "group forbidden areas".

Because when the federal government decided to outsource all the administrative power to the major groups, some of the high-ranking opponents in the government were in a state of turmoil. In desperation, the groups agreed to set aside some positions in the administrative jurisdiction and give them the city as a walled city, becoming the king of one side.

It is from this that the King of Pleasure who is in charge of the city of Joy comes from, and the choice of this place can be said to be the original King of Freedom with a unique vision, and the mountains it occupies have huge gold resources, which can be described as infinite scenery in the nearly 100 years since its establishment.

Some people call it the "Golden City", which has allowed the whole city to rise rapidly, and has also become a buffer zone between the sun and the Overlord Group, where a lot of border trade is completed, only to earn the difference in the middle, and also makes the flow of the city far richer than some small cities under the jurisdiction of the group.

However, 30 years ago, the golden vein resources of Xiaoyao City were mined out, and the overlord and Sunset signed a trade agreement, which could be directly traded in each other's cities through other linked tracks in the future, which made the economic situation of Xiaoyao City plummet.

This contrast is also due to safety concerns, as the city is located in the middle of a mountain range, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but the train line is very difficult to arrange, and it only takes 2 hours to drive, but after detouring the mountains, it becomes 3 hours.

This section of the road has also increased the safety hazards, and there have been many attacks on fortress trains in the past, resulting in heavy losses. As a result, the number of trains has dropped from more than 10 times a day in the past to one flight a day now, and only the mountain ghost can be sitting.

This also made Zhang Lan have no choice, even if she didn't see it clearly, she had to get in the car, otherwise she would be delayed for a day.

In the crowded ticket area, Zhang Lan got to work. I saw him roll up one sleeve of his right hand and begin to move slowly through the overcrowded carriage. Coincidentally, he came to the corner, a guy with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks was standing here and was about to be squeezed out, and when he saw Zhang Lan, he looked at his rolled up sleeves again, revealing a lewd smile that you know and I understand.

A few passengers next to them couldn't help but leave some space for them, for fear that the would spread the disease to themselves.

"Brother, haven't I seen you?" The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man muttered quietly.

"I just joined." Zhang Lan said with a smile.

"Coincidentally, so am I, I've only been joining for 5 days, what about you?" The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man is like finding a soulmate.

"I'll see." Zhang Lan looked at her watch, "It's been about 5 minutes, but my mission is different from yours, I just want you to stop." ”

No matter how stupid the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man was, he found out that something was wrong, and reached out to take out the gun in his arms, but was forced back by Zhang Lan.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not trying to kill you, just stun you." Zhang Lan's ripper grabbed the back of the neck of the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man, and pinched it so hard that Xiao Xiang fainted directly.

Zhang Lan pulled his hands high and tied them with the rings above his head so that he would not fall to the ground, as if he had fallen asleep happily after snapping.

And Zhang Lan moved to another corner......

These bandits are easy to identify, their right hand and one hand sleeve rolled up, and their favorite position to hold is the corner of the wall, because this is the only angle that can quickly control the scene after pulling out the gun.

Zhang Lan pulled them out of the crowd like a tracking missile, stunned them, and then walked through to another carriage. There are really a lot of guys in this group, and only 3 station ticket carriages arranged for No. 15's subordinates, and it took Zhang Lan half an hour to get them all.

It's not that the group is strong, it's that it's too tiring to walk through such a carriage. After groping through their bodies, it was found that they were not wearing communication equipment, and they did not fully know each other, and they were armed with miniature submachine guns with silencers and two flash grenades.

Zhang Lan didn't care about the gun, and the grenades all touched his body.

Obviously, they didn't just arrange such a few people on this mountain ghost, the electronic communication in the car was monitored, and the special encrypted communicator used by the bald head was as big as the old version of the big brother, so that he could get in touch with the boss, obviously this thing could not be equipped with one.

Zhang Lan had to go around the other carriages, and when he came to the door of the second-class carriage, the conductor who was smoking stopped him.

"Wait, what are you doing?" The fat-headed and big-eared conductor looked Zhang Lan up and down with a look of contempt.

"Squeeze in the back, want to go to the front and sit." Zhang Lan took it for granted.

"Hehe, the roof of the car is not crowded, do you want to hang you up? Get lost! Don't be unhappy here. The conductor scolded with a cigarette in his mouth.

"I went to the station late, and I didn't have time to buy a ticket, how about making up a seat?" Zhang Lan casually took out her bald wallet, took out all the money and handed it over, the money was enough to buy two second-class tickets.

The conductor's brows furrowed, and he took the money with a smile, "If you have money, you are the master!" Go ahead! There are large seats inside. ”

"Thank you." Zhang Lan walked to the door of the carriage, and just before opening the door, he added, "By the way, do you know that there are rats in the car?" ”

"Rats? Don't laugh sir, we have to clean the train well. As the conductor spoke, he pulled out a silent pistol from behind his waist.

"It's not good enough, you're a fat rat mixed in." Zhang Lan didn't even look back, the ripper grabbed his face, boom! Rumble! Rumble! Hit the iron door frame next to him three times in a row, and the conductor's face was deformed, and he fell to the ground with blood in his mouth.

In his logical thinking, the idea of the group of bandits daring to fight the mountain ghost has an 80% chance that there are people inside, and the other brothers may not know each other, but the staff who bought it inside must remember everyone's faces.

The moment the conductor frowned, he had actually betrayed him......

Zhang Lan opened the car door and walked into the second-class carriage. If the station ticket area is described as hell, it should be the world, a carriage of 120 seats is mostly seated, the air conditioning here is comfortable, there is no smell of sweat in the air, and everyone has food on the table. Many customers are looking at electronic devices, and some are working to catch up with reports.

Many of those who can sit in the second-class seats are employees of the towns and cities under the seven major groups, and there are also some individual small bosses or relatives.

Under the black clouds, these people can be regarded as surplus people who have no worries about food and clothing, if it weren't for the dancing snow, the current Zhang Lan should have walked casually, and even sat in the VIP carriage in front.

The conductors all turned off the engine, and naturally there was no need to check the tickets, so Zhang Lan casually found a place to sit down and observe the surrounding environment.

There must be a gang of bandits here, but they are not as easy to distinguish as the people in the back, the simplest point is that they are all well-dressed, no one has rolled up their sleeves at all, and they need to be distinguished by another method.

However, Zhang Lan thought too much, and someone found him first.

The passengers sitting around him automatically stood up and sat in other positions, and a woman in a cheongsam with a twisting bee waist stepped forward and naturally sat opposite Zhang Lan.