(Thanks to "SP55AA", "Wang Xiaobai ZC", "Binghuang Romantic" for the ten thousand rewards, two more today, the number of words is slightly less, and the two will be more tomorrow morning)

The clown Sith watched Cheng Mo's lonely back slowly move forward, his body trembled slightly, this is a throbbing from the bottom of his heart, interesting people can always make him feel excited and happy, what he loves to see most is that this kind of people lose their noblest qualities, such as people of faith turn their backs on their faith, good people fall into evil, and sane people fall into madness......

For the Sith the Clown, the child in front of him is a fun toy, and he believes that if he cultivates it, one day, he can grow into a monster like him, or a hero.....

In fact, being a monster is much more interesting than being a hero, and heroes generally only unite a part of humanity.

And there are monsters that can unite the whole world.

But heroes and monsters are essentially creatures.

All kings are also lonely monsters.

Sith the Clown turned around, and he saw that the carriage was full of raised hands, and even those who had been hiding in the private room were desperately squeezing outside, trying to get a chance to play the game.

After Cheng Mo left safely with 7 people, everyone did not make a sound, raising their hands high in silence, and their eyes on the clown Sith were full of nervousness and expectation.

It's like looking at their king, not a ruthless terrorist.

Sith the Clown laughed again.

But there is not much joy in this laughter, but a more complex emotion, pathetic, ridiculous, pity, contempt?

He stopped his inexplicable laugh for a moment, searched through the crowd of brave men, and then casually pointed to a young white man with the head of a moxican, "What do you want to say?"

"I want to play games too....." The young white man trembled with excitement.

Sith the Clown tilted his head and said noncommittally, "See, what game do you want to play?

There was silence in the carriage, and the entire carriage was looking at the lucky white young man with envious eyes, and the white young man rolled his throat and said tremblingly: "Can I choose Texas Hold'em?"

Sith the Clown shrugged his shoulders: "Oh, of course, that's good, I play Texas Hold'em a lot better than chess! But you have to tell me, what are your bets?" or chips?"

The young white man replied with a sweaty face, "Money, is money okay?"

"Money, money?" said the clown Sith with a smile, then holding the mask with one hand, "Can you take out 100 million dollars or 200 million dollars.....?" My time is precious!"

The white man's face turned from throbbing red to frightened white, but in just a few words, he quickly stammered, "I.... I.... I.... Also... OK... Get.. Come... And.. I.. Together... Play ....."

The Sith the Clown smiled weirdly and asked, "You mean you can find someone to act as your bargaining chip?"

The white young man looked around, looking at everyone's evasive gazes, his mood sank to the bottom, and he said with some reluctance: "I.... Try... See... Look!"

The Clown Sith shook his finger at the white young man, "No, no...... I haven't tried to say that, but I'll give you five minutes now...... Hmm......" Sith the Clown held his chin with one hand, twisted his head and thought for a moment, pointed to the white young man and said, "I'm fair, that kid just made up enough sixteen chess pieces, you just need to make up sixteen chips now..... That's sixteen lives....."

Then he smiled happily again: "However, if it is not enough..... I'll just sentence you to lose!"

..........

A moment later, the young white man fell by the window in the middle of car 13 with his hands on his neck, his death was strange, his face was covered with sweat, his eyes were unwillingly open, he did not find anyone willing to be his bargaining chip until he died, not even his girlfriend was willing to be his "bargaining chip".

Even if everyone knows that death is imminent, they are still reluctant to leave their fate in the hands of others, especially if the other party is a person who is trapped in the current crisis like them, and they will only obey authority or ......

Seeing this scene, all the hands that were originally raised in the carriage were put down, no one could take out a hundred million dollars, and it seemed that it was not enough to make up sixteen lives, the clown Sith paced back and forth, and said lightly: "My time is limited, if none of you want to play games with me, why don't I make an idea with you?"

At this moment, someone raised his hand again, and it was a gangster in camouflage uniform at the back of the car.

The Sith the Clown stopped talking, then looked at him, then gestured for him to speak.

"I've got sixteen chips!" the man said.

Sith the Clown shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, then you can walk to the front with your chips....."

So the man and one of his accomplices took the gun and forced the other fourteen Asians, who were mainly women, to come forward.

The people in the carriage watched the stack of chips slowly moving through the hallway, falling into a terrifying, suffocating silence.

As the group reached the middle of the carriage, a strong white man suddenly attacked the man in camouflage with a gun, and after snatching the opponent's AK47, he shot the man in camouflage and shouted with a gun: "Now this team of chips is mine...... The people in the back, you can choose to believe me, my Tetris skills are guaranteed to win...."

The Clown Sith was indifferent to what was happening, and accepted the challenge of the man who had grabbed a team of chips, and no one in the carriage cared if his challenge was completed, and everyone was trying to figure out how to scrape together their sixteen chips with violence......

At this time, in addition to the supreme authority, only violence can bring others to their knees.

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The sky was blue.

A black shadow galloping in the wilderness, like a black arrow, if there is a speedometer, then it is definitely speeding to be able to see this black shadow, but in the wasteland where there are no people, or people are speeding, probably the traffic police have no way to manage it.

Behind the wasteland was a vast coniferous forest, and the black shadow jumped up to the treetops more than ten meters high, and then the black shadow blew like the wind on a shaking green blue wave, and the branches trembled violently everywhere it went.

Standing above the taiga, you can see the Novosibirsk airbase at the far end, and at this moment a huge Tu-160 supersonic strategic bomber shaped like a white swan is waiting to take off on the side of the airfield.

The standard-bearer of the sunflower flag, "Boris the Principal", was standing aside and looking at the void from time to time, and I don't know how long it took, when a flashing red dot was approaching, Boris, a tall and strong white-haired flat-headed man, turned his head and said to the man wearing a flying helmet and an air force uniform next to him: "Ready to take off!"

The man gave a military salute, "Yes, sir!" He climbed up the ladder to the cabin door and greeted the pilot inside, closed the cabin door, and then began to call the tower: "TU160-67225 stop on taxiway H, prepare 32L, L:left left runway ....."

Then the slender white swan slowly slid out of the runway, and the huge roar crescenized in the air, echoing in the sky.

Just on the edge of the airport, Li Jiting, who was wearing a small black dress, flew over the high power grid, and when countless red dots were aimed at him, he used teleportation to go directly to Boris's side, his bow tie was a little crooked, his hair was a little messy, and the handmade leather shoes on his feet had been cracked.

"Oh, dear Lee, I didn't expect us to meet so soon, I thought I would have to wait at least two days!" Boris smiled and hugged Li Jiting, who was in the bow tie.

"To be honest, I didn't expect ....." Li Jiting also hugged Boris, and glanced at the white swan Tu-160 behind Boris, breathed a sigh of relief, paused, and continued: "Can't delay time, let's hurry up!"

But Boris was not in a hurry at all, he patted Li Jiting on the shoulder: "Don't be in a hurry, the Tu-160 can guarantee that you can go anywhere in Russia within two hours..... Now that it was almost ready, it was just a command from its superiors..... But, Lee, you have to give me a reason, so I can explain it to my superiors....."

"Let's get on the plane first, don't talk about it.....," Li Jiting walked towards the Tu-160, but Boris grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Hey, Li, we don't have the habit of getting on the bus first and then making up the ticket, your last request was already very excessive, just now you hurriedly called me and said that you need a plane to let you catch up with K20, my God, our Sunflower Banner is not engaged in the service industry, pay attention to what is at home, the customer is God.... We generally only send people to God.... So, Lee, you have to give me a good reason, otherwise, I can only let this Tu-160 fly back to Engels Air Base. You can find a way to see if there is a vehicle with a speed of Mach 2 that allows you to catch up with the K20 faster..."

Li Jiting turned his head, glanced at Boris, stretched out his hands and slapped them directly at the seam of his trousers, and said in disbelief: "Oh my God! Don't you know that the Clown Sith and the people of the Teutonic Eighty-Eight Knights are on K20?"

Hearing the names of the Sith the Clown and the Knights of the Teutonic Eighty-Eight, Boris frowned, "Don't think I'm so foolish, I don't believe that you will not care about the people of Irises and Black Hawk because the Sith the Clown and the Eighty-Eight Knights of Teutonic Eighty-Eight, haven't you been having a lot of fun in the car these days? You don't know how many weird videos there are on the Internet..... I also want our people to wipe your ass on the Internet for you.... As for the K20, I won't talk about it..... Do you care about that K20 hijacked by terrorists? It's terrible, I wouldn't have promised you to leave it alone for five days.....

Li Jiting was also a little annoyed, he raised his hands, "Damn, I don't want to care, but my friend's daughter is in the car!"

"Your friend's daughter, stop kidding! What friend would make such a bad person like you?"

Li Jiting shrugged his shoulders, "The people of the Xie family...."

"Xie family?" Boris was a little surprised.

"Yes, Xie Jili and Wang Jinyan's daughter....."

Boris is not a political idiot who is ignorant of the world, he can be mixed up as the sunflower flag bearer, so he naturally knows who Xie Jili is, his face changed, "You bastard! Why don't you inform the National Protocol Department of this kind of thing?"

"I arranged for bodyguards..... But who knew the Joker Sith would go to K20?"

"Do you think that Sith the Clown is a madman who plays his cards according to common sense? Maybe he rolled the dice and decided to go to K20?"

"No, no, I didn't expect him to get together with the Teutonic Eighty-Eight Knights, and he would come to Russia for the Cross Bee .....," Li Jiting said helplessly.

Boris scoffed and said, "Phew, you are a three-year-old child, that madman is definitely here for what you lost in the European Aerospace Defense Group!"

"Hurry, hurry, stop talking nonsense, can you get on the plane?"

"Shangmao! There is no place to land when you catch up with the K20..... You'll have to figure out how to jump out of the plane yourself. Boris said as he took out his phone and pressed the phone number.

Li Jiting looked at the open magazine door in the belly of the plane, "Damn, you don't plan to let me sit with those missiles in the magazine, do you?"

Morris dialed the phone and said to Li Jiting with a blank face: "You still have the landing gear to choose from.....

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Cheng Mo led the unconscious Xie Minyun to the sixteenth carriage, the whole carriage was quiet as if it was empty, only the door of the 41-42 private room where they had lived was open.

Cheng Mo didn't try to wake up Xie Minyun, he felt that it was best for Xie Minyun not to regain consciousness all the time, so that there would be no pain in death, and it was not too late to think of a way when he was sure that there was no danger.

He didn't go to his original private room, but walked straight to the 39-40 private room next door, waved his fist and knocked on the wooden door of the private room, and suddenly the sound of "bang~bang~!" resounded in the empty corridor.

A moment later, the sliding door of the private room door opened, revealing through the crack in the door was not the Northeast Kuaishou brother that Cheng Mo imagined, nor the man with dark skin and sharp eyes, but a blue pupil.

Cheng Mo didn't care that the other party was still stuck at the door, he unceremoniously pushed open the door, and led Xie Minyun straight in, in the private room, the Northeast Kuaishou brother and the swarthy man were lying on the bed, their eyes closed, obviously in a carrier state.

And he turned around and found that there was actually a blonde woman behind him, which was not surprising, to his surprise, this was the fair-skinned and beautiful blonde he had seen in Warsaw, Poland, and he clearly remembered that when he used the carrier to talk about "business" with Napoleon VII, Li Jiting was talking and laughing with the woman in front of him at the banquet.

"Where's that bastard Li Jiting?" Cheng Mo asked in a cold tone as he looked at the blonde.

The blonde looked at Xie Minyun, who was disguised, and quickly closed the door again, seeing that Cheng Mo called Li Jiting a bastard, she frowned slightly, and said lightly in fluent Chinese: "Now we have lost contact with the group on the 240 side, and the satellite signal can't be transmitted..... Presumably all signals are blocked by the Joker Sith!"

Cheng Mo pressed Xie Minyun to the edge of the bed and sat down, Xie Minyun sat on the edge of the bed obediently like a robot puppet, Cheng Mo turned around and asked again: "Why don't you leave us alone?" He clearly said that there would be someone to protect our ......"

"This is an order from the team leader..... We don't know why. The blonde replied with a blank face, apparently unapologetic for it.

Cheng Mo sneered, "You Chosen are all of this virtue?, just sit back and watch other Chosen ones slaughter ordinary people and be indifferent??"

The blonde was silent for a moment, "We can't stop it, except for Napoleon VII, who can rival the Joker..... Combined, none of us are necessarily the opponents of the Sith the Clown and the Eighty-Eight Knights of Teuton..... The difference in strength is too big, almost all of the powerful Chosen ones are on 240, and so are our Taiji Dragon people..... There is really nothing that can be done, let alone ..... We also have a plane full of young animal missiles over our heads....."

Cheng Mo glanced at the fast brother and the swarthy man lying on the bed and said, "The excuse is quite 6....."

"It's really not an excuse.... Sith the Clown, is currently the strongest Chemistry skill holder..... If he wants to kill ordinary people, we can only watch, we have no other way than to kill his carrier.... In the front car 7, there was a master from the Hitai who tried, but the Sith the Clown, with the help of 'Truth: Pharaoh's Serpent', directly knocked him back with one move..... Some people have tried it one after another..... We've even been on ..... together" After a pause, the blonde looked at the swarthy man lying on the bed and said, "The Black Tiger has also joined a group of Chosen One in sniping at the Joker Sith.... But although they are all the Chosen One, the top 100 of the former Chosen and the other Chosen ones are not at the same level at all, just like a hundred babies can't defeat an adult.....

Cheng Mo, a first-level novice, didn't know anything about the difference in strength, he didn't expect that the madman of the Clown Sith would be so powerful, "Do you mean that only Napoleon VII in this car is enough to win against the Clown Sith?"

"Although the ranking does not fully represent strength, Napoleon VII's ranking ahead of the Sith the Clown shows that only he has a chance. ”

"Then why didn't Napoleon VII do it, and worry about his body on the train?"

"I guess that's not the main reason, he should have no problem running away with his body, but his men may not be able to..... After all, there is still a plane in the sky following, and the young animal missile is a missile specifically aimed at the Chosen One, which can penetrate the light shield with the help of the sub-munition...."

Cheng Mo said with a gloomy face: "I understand, anyway, now you can't be relied on, Li Jiting can't be relied on, if you want to survive, you must help Napoleon VII defeat the Joker Sith, and shoot down the plane in your head at the same time, right?"

The blonde hesitated and nodded.

Cheng Mo stood up, "Miss Xie, I'll leave it to you for the time being, you take care of her....." Cheng Mo stood up after saying that.

The blonde glanced at Xie Minyun, who was dazed and lifeless in her eyes, and turned her head to ask Cheng Mo, "Where are you going?" I think it will be safer for you to be here!"

Cheng Mera opened the door, "I'll go to Napoleon VII..... Help him defeat the Joker Sith .... I don't think he will refuse!"