"What do you need, sir?"

"Sir, may I ask ......?"

"Mr. ......"

The almost completely overlapping voices kept echoing in my ears, and it was a different feeling from when I was besieged by the flight attendants before.

The rich malice was gathered in one place, as if the angry waves washed Feng Xue's spirit, and the eyes that were calm, dazed, numb, or pleading seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, and each eyeball looked at Feng Xue's eyes in a way that ignored the carriage and all obstacles.

"!" Feng Xue immediately brushed the little finger ring, and the long-haired girl dressed as a swordsman stood beside her, and said in a cold tone:

"Orders?"

"Guards."

Feng Xue, who knew the characteristics of this female ghost who had been named Taibai Xingjun, didn't talk nonsense, and after spit out two words, she immediately began to move.

Unlike the previous flight attendants, they didn't lock themselves in through perception or anything like that, and the sense of oppression brought by each individual was no stronger than that of the flight attendants.

But when it all starts to converge, it's impossible to generalize.

Although at this moment, these sellers did not make any hostile acts, that kind of pressure had already begun to urge Feng Xue to respond.

He knew that something would definitely happen if he continued like this, but no matter how he moved, his gaze seemed to be able to cross the void and always focus on him.

"What the hell are these things?"

Feng Xue was very suspicious of the ingredients of these sellers at this time, but the sense of urgency that seemed to have been held to his neck by the sickle of death gave him no time to think at all.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a bang exploded in her ears, and Feng Xue only felt that her breathing had become stagnant.

He could feel his body stiffening little by little, his legs starting to take some kind of tug, and he spontaneously walked towards the car door.

"They want me to get out of the car!"

Although his legs were pulled by some kind of force, Feng Xue did not completely lose control of his body as when he was besieged by the flight attendants before, seeing that his legs were getting faster and faster, he gritted his teeth, held the camera on his chest, and took a selfie of himself.

"Bang!"

A layer of armor shattered, and Feng Xue rolled out more than seven meters along the aisle, only then did she crash into the back of the carriage with a bang.

Before he could open his mouth and close his eyes, he felt his legs begin to lose control again.

Seeing that he had reached the rear of the car, he took a strong breath, carried the lion's roar, and said loudly in Bell:

"Help!"

After the terrifying sound wave was amplified by the true qi, it spread along the metal body towards both ends, but Feng Xue took a strong breath and shattered his heart.

Bang!

There was another explosion, and Feng Xue fell into a state of opening her mouth and closing her eyes again.

Although this state will cause a backswing that can easily be suppressed after resurrection, at this moment, it undoubtedly delays the time controlled by the car delivery person.

When Feng Xue cut off her heart for the sixth time, a group of high-nosed, deep-eyed, and blue-eyed Bell people in blue police uniforms rushed out of the link of the car body, saw Feng Xue fall to the ground, and immediately asked:

"What's wrong?"

Feng Xue didn't explain, just pointed out the outside of the car with her finger, and kept saying "Help me!" in Bell. The words.

Several policemen looked out of the car, as if they had noticed something, and one of them immediately picked up the whistle and blew it vigorously, while the rest took out their guns and pointed them out of the car, shouting police words while maintaining a shooting posture.

The voice of "Sir, what do you need" from outside the car became chaotic at this moment, losing its almost synchronous state, and Feng Xue also broke free from the strong control.

Soon, the police at the station also gathered one after another, and the sellers gathered outside the train immediately dispersed, leaving only footprints in one place, announcing that they had come.

"I'm sorry, sir, these sellers are related to some local gangs, and they may be planning to do something through you, but don't worry, our local colleagues will communicate with them, and this train is about to depart, they won't continue to harass you......"

The blonde big wave policewoman led by Feng Xue comforted Feng Xue very sincerely, Feng Xue nodded and stood up, straightened out the internal qi that was originally going to be used from the broken heart, put away the self-detonation switch by the way, and reached out to tidy up her collar.

Escorted back to her room by several "policewomen", Feng Xue's eyebrows rose slightly, because "Lin Jiaxin" was gone again.

"What's the situation...... Feng Xue was worried that there were still pits on this girl's body, and immediately sensed the mark on the other party's body, but what made his heart cold was that the reaction of the mark was outside the car.

"Is it dead again so go into the refresh program? Or was it 'caught' by those sellers? ”

Feng Xue thought in her heart, but her eyes were looking at the half-pack of Mai Lisu on the bed.

Lin Jiaxin ...... on this train Or in this carriage, the status is somewhat special, compared to the bread girl and mango girl who are "passengers" and are not people, it has been self-correcting.

Although this is also a relationship that she has been persecuted for, Feng Xue feels that as a strange talk, there should not be "meaningless" consumption.

Since Lin Jiaxin is constantly evolving, from a human to a ghost, from someone else to a monster with the same name, and even into an independent individual with a different name, this series of changes is obviously not just to make Feng Xue's carriage always have people.

In other words, in Feng Xue's view, there must be a reason why this strange story keeps generating new Lin Jiaxin and fine-tuning her settings.

At least after Mango Girl and Bread Girl were sent to another dimension, they never refreshed it again.

So from this point of view, the fact that the seller can arrest Lin Jiaxin itself goes against the original intention of the subject of this strange talk, that is to say, these sellers and the train may be some kind of antagonistic existence.

"It can't be the seniors who failed in the previous challenge, right? That's a lot! ”

Feng Xue overturned this idea almost instantly, after all, it has only been less than fifty years since the appearance of Infinite City, and it can become a strange talk, even if you count the stinky fish and rotten shrimp of hundreds of things, there are only 10,000 stinky fish and rotten shrimp, and even fewer can climb to more than a hundred floors.

And this car of takeaway sellers, to say the least, there are 180 people.

To say that there are so many bigwigs with the qualifications to challenge the layer master to fold in this layer, Feng Xue will not believe it.

Just as Feng Xue was thinking, the door was twisted again.

That familiar face appeared in front of him again-

"These people who buy things are too much, and buying and selling is not benevolent! I still want to buy and sell! Thanks to the fact that those policemen are quite reliable, otherwise it would be a big trouble! ”

Watching Lin Jiaxin pick up half a pack of Mai Lisu on the bed, complaining while eating, Feng Xue's eyes were indifferent, because he could clearly feel that Lin Jiaxin, who was labeled, was still outside.

(End of chapter)