Chapter 90: I'm Sorry, You May Be Dead

Bazel took the lead and walked directly towards the station's management center. With the identity of the spellcasting team, Bazel and the others naturally came to the room unimpeded.

"What are you doing?" The stationmaster asked with a frown.

"Stop the train." Bazel turned on the central communicator in the room and commanded the train's driver's lane.

"Hey, the train has already started, how can it stop casually!" The stationmaster pressed the communicator and glared at Bazel.

Bazel glanced at the stationmaster with an indifferent and sneering gaze: "There are vicious criminals in the car, and you are responsible for what happened if you don't stop?" Or are you actually the accomplice of that man, Cole, and bring this stationmaster under control. Don't let him get in the way of our official duties, and if necessary, he can shoot him to death. ”

"Okay." A member of the spellcasting team smiled, and took out his wand and pointed it at the stationmaster, "Then, please cooperate with our work." ”

The stationmaster's face turned pale, and he took a step back: "Who are you, I want to complain to the Ministry of Magic about you!" ”

"Bazel, complaints are welcome." Bazel smiled coldly.

"Butcher?" The stationmaster had also heard this name, and his face changed from iron blue to extremely ugly, mixed with a little frightened look.

Bazel stuck out his tongue and licked his lips: "I like this nickname. ”

"Okay." The stationmaster raised his hand as if compromised, "Is there really any criminal in the car?" ”

"What do you say?" Bazel glanced at the stationmaster.

"I see." The webmaster turned the communicator back on.

Qi Yu leaned back in a comfortable soft chair and looked out the window at the receding scenery. Although the train has an old-fashioned appearance, it does not move at all, it is fast and quiet, it is a combination of magic and technology.

Qiong's little face was pressed against the window, and he turned his head suspiciously and asked, "Brother, the car is slowing down." ”

"I know." Qi Yu nodded.

While the car slowed down, an announcement sounded on the bus, saying that something had happened and the car would re-enter the station for renovation.

There was a lot of noise in the carriage, and everyone was talking about what was going on.

A few minutes later, the train "entered the station" again. Bazel stepped into the carriage, his piercing gaze sweeping over the bewildered passengers.

"Spellcasters, what's going on?"

"Is something wrong?"

"Is that a butcher?" Someone whispered.

Bazel is not tall, one could even say a little short, with short hair. It was supposed to be an extremely inconspicuous person, but the hooked nose and the eyes with a sinister look and a murderous aura formed an extremely unique aura, which made people focus on him at a glance.

"What a butcher, isn't it, is there a wanted criminal in the car?" Someone started to get worried.

The name of the butcher is frightening to ordinary people, and it is a nightmare for criminals. Where there is a butcher, it usually means that there is a serious case. After all, small cases don't need butchers to appear at all.

Without Bazel talking, the passengers were all very obediently in their seats, very cooperative with the inspection.

However, Bazel and the others glanced at their faces and walked towards the next carriage.

"Brother, I'm going to the toilet." After sitting bored for a while, Dome jumped down from his seat and said to Qi Yu.

"Well, come back early, don't run around." Qi Yu took the small notebook and flipped through it casually.

"Don't worry." Dome climbed over Qi Yu and jumped up the aisle.

"Damn it! Damn it! Why is the butcher here! It's obviously just a trivial matter, please! "At this time, the most nervous person on the train was probably this young man named Herman.

The young man looked no more than twenty-something, and he still had faint freckles on his face. This man is a goldfinger who lives by petty theft on weekdays, and occasionally enters the sight of the spellcasting team. However, he didn't commit anything serious, and he was released after squatting in the confinement room for a few days.

Herman thought his life was about like this, until last night, when the owner suddenly came back during the burglary. Afterwards, Herman wounded the man and fled. It's a pity that the man seems to have seen Herman's face before he was defeated by Herman.

So Herman bought a ticket overnight and opened it to leave the magical realm to avoid the limelight. But unexpectedly, halfway through the train, it actually retreated again.

That's not all, Herman also saw the people of the spellcasting team searching the entire carriage one by one, and the leader turned out to be the butcher Bazel!

Herman was extremely nervous: "Could it be that person is dead, how can it be, he was obviously still angry when I ran!" Why is the butcher here! No, no, I'm leaving, I'm going now! ”

Herman rose from his seat and walked towards the door of the carriage with very unnatural steps. However, the train stopped, but the carriage door did not open, and Herman glanced at the closed carriage door, and turned unnaturally towards the toilet in front of him.

"That manβ€”"

Bazel's eyes narrowed, and he pointed to Herman's back, "Something's wrong. ”

"Boss, what's the problem?" A member of the spellcasting team asked.

"He's nervous, and the average passenger wouldn't be that nervous." Bazel stared at Herman's back with a sharp gaze.

As if sensing the gaze from behind him, Herman became more and more nervous, and his body stiffened.

"Nervous, why can't I see it?" A young spellcaster scratches the back of his head.

The spellcaster named Cole slapped the young man on the back of the head and said with a smile, "Stupid! It's all the same hand! Not nervous yet? ”

The young man noticed that Herman was walking with the same hands and feet, and immediately laughed dumbly, and volunteered: "Boss, I'll go and see." ”

"Well, although it's small, it's right to give you a workout." Bazel said indifferently.

Although the purpose of this time is certainly not the Herman who is so nervous that he is on the same foot, Bazel also doesn't mind letting his newcomers work out.

The young man walked lightly and crept towards Herman. However, Herman had been in a state of nervousness, and he also sensed that someone was rapidly approaching him, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and walked forward quickly.

The young people of the spellcasting team also picked up the pace.

"Haha." Cole and the others in the back let out a low laugh, as if they thought the cat-and-mouse scene was very interesting.

Hearing these laughter that could not be concealed, Herman's heart trembled, knowing that he had been exposed, and he gritted his teeth and ran straight ahead.

"Stop!"

The young man of the spellcasting team shouted, and chased after him.

"Bastard!" Herman cursed and hurried past two or three carriages, fortunately unblocked. And the young man of the spell casting team was also chasing after him, holding a magic wand in his hand, but there were still many people in the carriage, and he didn't dare to cast spells indiscriminately, for fear of causing accidental injury.

When Dome came out of the toilet, he saw a person rushing towards him, and he couldn't help but take several steps back in a row.

Herman saw a little girl standing in front of him, gritted his teeth, and his heart was crossed, he bent down and hugged Dome, took out the wand in his pocket and aimed it at Dome's chin, turned around and shouted, "Stop! ”

"Damn it!"

When the young man of the spellcasting team saw Herman taking a hostage, he cursed secretly and stopped, "Let her go!" ”

"Stand back!" Herman yelled, his face grim.

Hearing this, the young man took two steps back: "Okay, I'll step back, you let go of that kid first!" ”

"Open the car door and let me out!" Herman was not stupid, so naturally he would not let go of the dome and shouted loudly.

However, the dome that was hijacked by him did not have much of a frightened look. It's just that there is some nervousness, after experiencing a plane crash and centaur time, the little girl's nerves have also become tenacious, and she is very quiet and dutiful in front of the hostage, trying to minimize her sense of existence.

"Oh, oh, our little friend is in trouble." On the other side, the members of the spellcasting team walked slowly, Cole said with a smile as he chewed gum.

Bazel was still expressionless, but the aura on his body was a little more gloomy, like a fierce beast that had been hiding in the shadows.

The others don't care too much, they are all "old men" who have followed Bazel for some years, and they have seen a lot of such scenes, so they naturally won't be nervous.

"I'm going to help our sweet little friend." Cole walked over chewing gum.

"Tell your companions to stand back!" Herman roared loudly when he saw Cole coming over.

"Tsk, tsk."

Coleman didn't care and stepped forward, "What if I don't step back?" ”

"Then I'll kill her!" Herman's wand was pressed against the firmament's chin, and he looked hideous.

"Okay, let's stand back, don't mess around!" The young man said nervously.

Cole shook his head, patted the shoulder of the "little friend" next to him and said, "Too young." You forget, we have a certain number of casualties. ”

"Huh?" The young man looked back in surprise.

Herman's face became even more hideous, and his eyes were about to pop out of his sockets.

"There are a few casualties casually, with our boss on top, at most write a few reports and scold them. It's just a trifle. Cole spat the gum out of his mouth and drew his wand without hesitation.

"I'm sorry, little girl, you might be dying. But it's for everyone's safety. With a twisted smile on his face, Cole began to chant the incantation before Herman.

It's just that when he was just the first syllable of the spell at the beginning of the year, the "armor" that he had originally put on shattered. Before Cole could react, he was grabbed by an invisible force and slammed into the top of the carriage.

With a loud bang, a large piece protruded from the top of the carriage, and Cole fell back into the aisle, his chest sunken in a large chunk, and blood foaming from his mouth.

"I'm sorry, you might be dying, but it's for my sister's safety."