Although he teleported once, Feng Xue did not admit it at all, the strength of the appearance of the oath is that it does not exist in itself, as long as it is a locked "sinner", before the other party gets the punishment it deserves, he can teleport behind the other party at any time.

And in this kind of carriage, which is full of all kinds of markable objects, even a few random glances can leave a dozen coordinates.

All the way through the hard sleeper car, I came to the front of the hard seat area, compared to the hard sleeper, the noise here has been increased by several grades.

But in Feng Xue's field of vision, the amount of people here is plummeting.

As soon as the bell of forgiveness rang, there was only one mark of sixty or seventy people in the entire carriage slowly rising, looking at the color of the mark, it was estimated that it was a Buddha who mixed in the car.

But this is actually not a strange thing, after all, normal people would never buy a hard seat on a long-distance train for seven days and seven nights.

In fact, the presence of hard seats in this kind of car itself is a very outrageous thing.

Of course, some people may only sit for one or two stops, but it can't be said to be unreasonable.

"Sir, is there anything you need help with?" The flight attendant in a blue dress, a blue skirt and a blue hat seemed to notice Feng Xue's wandering, and immediately walked up, although the other party's clothes were very normal, but Feng Xue faintly felt a little dangerous, and immediately reached out and felt out the ticket in his pocket and said:

"I'm sorry, I'm sick and a little confused, I can't find my seat."

"Well, please wait." With a business smile, the attendant politely took the hard-seat ticket in Feng Xue's hand, and after taking a look, he said:

"Your carriage should be one more section ahead, please come with me."

As she spoke, she turned around and took almost every step exactly the same, all the way to the link of the train, and Feng Xue saw a few smokers there again.

But this time, it was a little different from before, and the dignified flight attendant still smiled and said softly:

"Several, this train is a smoke-free train, for the health and public health of others, you can't smoke on the train, if you can't help it, you can go to the toilet......"

"Get out! Lao Tzu smokes and closes you [beep-] thing, the broken flight attendant really treats himself as a person? The man who was smoking opened his mouth for a burst of vulgar words, but the flight attendant's face did not show any dissatisfaction, still with a smile, but Feng Xue could clearly feel the strong danger contained in that smile.

But instead of acting immediately, she reached out and pressed a button pinned to her breast pocket, and spoke:

"There are passengers smoking at the front link of the third car, please deal with it as soon as possible."

After speaking, ignoring the scolding of the smokers, he raised his feet and came to the door of the junction and said to Feng Xue:

"Sir, let's go."

"Oh." Feng Xue checked the internal circulation system of the Kamen Rider system and confirmed that she had not inhaled second-hand smoke, and then she passed the scolding smokers and followed the flight attendant through the partition.

It's just surprising that this partition doesn't have the cold feeling it used to be.

"Is it because there is a flight attendant with you this time? Or is it because there is no one here? ”

Feng Xue frowned, stepped into the second carriage, and then, he heard the gentle voice of the flight attendant-

"This lady, this seat belongs to other passengers, please don't cause trouble to others."

Feng Xue took two steps forward, and saw a pair of big white legs horizontally on the seat that belonged to her.

Just heard the flight attendant's words, but the owner of the big white leg said with a wide eye:

"What other passengers, I haven't seen anyone since I got on the bus!"

"It's not your seat whether it's occupied or not, and this gentleman has already shown his ticket......"

"I don't care! Anyway, I didn't see anyone when I got in the car! "The owner of the big white leg is still unrelenting, although this kind of person can be found everywhere, but Feng Xue is also quite surprised that this kind of goods can be encountered on the strange talk train.

But before he could say anything, the owner of the big white leg suddenly let out a miserable scream, and then, the big white leg, disappeared.

Well, only the big white legs are gone.

"Sorry sir, we'll be cleaning the seats right away, so please wait a moment."

For the bloody scene in front of them, the flight attendants and most of the passengers were indifferent, but Feng Xue still noticed that the passengers in a few positions showed obvious horror, and even one of them shrank directly into the corner, as if he was afraid that his huge ass would occupy a little more seat.

The seat stained with blood and broken bones was quickly cleaned, and Feng Xue sat on the seat, looking at the calm blue uniform flight attendant, his head was a little big for a while, because he didn't realize how the legs disappeared.

Other words......

"Enforce the rules? In other words, the real trouble of the first system is not the ride instructions, but the implicit ride ethics? Thankfully, I didn't change the layout of the carriage before. ”

Feng Xue, who has a deeper understanding of the rules in the car, is secretly vigilant, but the flight attendant said with a caring look:

"Sir, is there anything else you need help with? If you have severe motion sickness, we have motion sickness medicine available. ”

"No need, I've already taken the medicine." Feng Xue responded quickly, and then seemed to remember something, while maintaining vigilance and being ready to activate the appearance of keeping the oath at any time, she asked:

"I heard the passengers on the bus say that the police of our country got off at Sanlian Station, when will the police of Kent get on the bus?"

Hearing Feng Xue's question, the flight attendant did not show any dangerous changes, but said slightly apologetically:

"I'm sorry, sir, but the police force in Kent isn't very rich, and this section of the Kent railway isn't too long, so there won't be a police car, but it's probably tomorrow morning...... If you count the time difference, tonight, we will enter the territory of the Bel Country, and there will be police officers from the Bel Country on the train, as for the time in between, don't worry, sir, there are police deployed at several stations in Kent, and there will be no danger during the stop. ”

"Thanks, I don't have any other questions." Regarding the flight attendant's words, Feng Xue was noncommittal, but still nodded in thanks.

After the flight attendant smiled back, he turned to leave, and it was only at this time that Feng Xue turned his head and looked at the seat-occupying passenger who had performed the technique of disappearing his big white legs in public.

At this time, the broken thigh of the passenger, who appeared to be in his early thirties, was in a necrotic state as if it had been corroded by some kind of strong acid, and there was no blood flowing from the wound at all.

Her face was pale with excessive blood loss, as if in a few seconds, she would die completely.

Feng Xue's index finger tapped the forgiveness bell lightly, and the passenger, along with the passenger who had previously expressed fear, began to appear one after another.

"Why are there so many 'people' here?"

About the golden finger,I've said it before.,The protagonist's golden finger can only be activated if you confirm the target through the line of sight.,If you can't put the target in the field of vision, you can't activate it.,In other words,It's too big.、Can't find the main body.、There's only a token in front of you.,It's impossible to activate.。

In addition, about the existence of the golden finger, I have been saying since the previous book, the golden finger in my book is generally just an introduction, a kind of start-up capital, mainly used to solve the problem of why a mediocre person rises after crossing, but it is not the kind of father system that can fly to pigs, so it will inevitably become an auxiliary ability with no sense of existence in the later stage.

Because the protagonist of my book is a human rather than a system, and I don't like to let the system lead the protagonist by the nose, I want to write about the protagonist's own growth, rather than being fed by the system.

I hope that when the protagonist encounters danger, his reaction is "how should I break the game with the resources at hand", rather than "let me charge some money to see how the system dad takes me to break the game", so it is inevitable that the presence of the golden finger will gradually weaken.

(End of chapter)