This was the first person to die in the carriage.

This man was stoned to death.

The cuffs of Zhao Chuanxin's Egyptian cotton shirt were stained with blood, and when he saw that the woman who was slapped had a clean handkerchief, he stretched out his arm to it.

Seeing that the woman was trembling with fright, Zhao Chuanxin frowned: "What's the matter?" My blood-stained shirt doesn't deserve your evening dress? ”

The woman trembled and got up, grabbed Zhao Chuanxin's arm, and let her chest be tightly pressed against Zhao Chuanxin's arm.

The male companion next to her didn't even dare to be angry at this time, just lowered his head and pretended to be his grandson.

Zhao Chuanxin: "......"

He was speechless and said, "I told you to wipe the blood clean, what are you holding my arm for?" ”

"Ah......" The woman suddenly let go with a complaining face and wiped his cuffs.

The journey was long and the train was slow, Zhao Chuanxin waited for a while, and everyone finished reading the newspaper.

He jumped onto the small table and looked down at the audience: "Have you finished reading it?" How do you feel after reading it? ”

What do you think?

The foreigners present did not have any feelings, and most of them felt that it was normal.

In their country, this is basically how "outsiders" are treated.

So it's all silent.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled the hammer and shot the head of one of the people who was beaten down.

Bang!

Even Bayar's forehead shuddered, let alone others?

"How do you feel now?"

There was silence just now, but this time I was frightened, and still no one spoke.

Zhao Chuanxin wrenched the hammer again, bang!

Before anyone else could speak, the remaining few people who fell to the ground scrambled to take the lead: "I have feelings, I have feelings......"

"Say." Zhao Chuanxin flicked the dragon ring, and a cigar box on a passenger's lap was sucked over.

It's been a long time since he's smoked it, and he immediately pulls out one and puts it on it.

"Sir, I, I don't think those policemen are right......"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand, bang!

The sound stopped abruptly.

This makes the remaining few people say no, and it can't be said otherwise.

Zhao Chuanxin spat out a cigar cigarette: "The answer is wrong, what is wrong to call them, this is too light." Damn it, the cops in Chicago are all damned! ”

A person on the ground hurriedly nodded like garlic: "Yes, yes, the Chicago police should be damned, how dare they treat the Chinese like this?" They don't deserve it, these brutes ......"

Zhao Chuanxin immediately jumped down, helped the person up, snatched the woman's handkerchief, wiped the blood on the man's face twice, and kindly gave him a cigar: "You are very promising, you should live well." ”

The man smiled more ugly than crying, and the cigar in his mouth trembled.

Another person on the ground hurriedly followed: "Sir, I also think that the Chicago police should be damned, they are all brutes......"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand, bang!

The crotch of the sole survivor was wet and unbearable.

Scared to pee.

Everyone was horrified: how can you say that you will die?

Zhao Chuanxin spat out: "Phew, dog things, picking up people's teeth, there is nothing new at all." ”

Carriage passenger: "......"

You'll never know what this outlaw fanatic is thinking in the next second, and you'll never know which words will kill you.

This man has no mercy.

They don't even know what Zhao Chuanxin wants to do until now, although they vaguely feel that it has something to do with that report.

Zhao Chuanxin's moodiness brought them tremendous pressure.

One passenger collapsed, hugged his head and cried: "Woo woo...... Please spare us, I just want to go home now......"

Bang!

Zhao Chuanxin blew the barrel of the gun: "Go home?" How dare you think about it, I can't go home, why are you? ”

At this time, half of the people in the carriage began to collapse.

Zhao Chuanxin asked loudly: "Are there any reporters present?" ”

No one is a bird, because the probability of death is too high.

Zhao Chuanxin's thumb slowly pulled away the hammer: "Ask the last time, are there any reporters?" ”

A foreigner trembled, and stood up with weak legs like noodles: "Sir, I'm a reporter, please don't kill me." ”

Zhao Chuanxin listened to his London accent: "The Times? ”

"Yes sir, you are so smart, you are a genius, you ......"

Bang!

The shot missed him, but his companion next to him suffered.

Zhao Chuanxin said viciously: "Noise, ask you what to answer, fucking crooked, I originally wanted to hit you." ”

The reporter couldn't support his body on his two legs, so he sat on the seat in fright.

The person in front of him, whose spirit was greatly stimulated, suffered a seizure, fell to the ground foaming at the mouth and convulsed.

Someone wanted to help, Zhao Chuanxin shouted: "Let him smoke, smoke to death and count me." ”

“……”

Then Zhao Chuanxin said to the reporter: "Hurry up and take out a pen and paper, record everything that happened here, I want you British and Americans to know what happened to you in the East, can you understand what I mean?" ”

The reporter's mouth fluttered so badly that it was harder than the Colt SAA in Zhao Chuanxin's hand, and he reluctantly nodded to say yes.

"Not only that, take out your camera, take more footage and send it to the newspaper, but don't shoot me. Remember, the tone of the report should be sad and indignant, and it should be full of righteous indignation, so that the reader's mind will explode when he sees it. Hehe, I'm looking forward to it, Pandora's box, after all, there is a lot of hope. ”

Zhao Chuanxin wants to "exchange life for life", and he is looking forward to the reaction of European and American countries after seeing this report.

"Yes, sir." The reporter hurriedly agreed.

At this time, the foreigner who had epilepsy on the ground choked himself because of excessive saliva, first coughed uncontrollably, and then his face turned red due to breathlessness, and then purple swelling.

Everyone watched with concern, and the reporter set up his camera and took pictures of the epileptic patient.

Until the man was suffocated to death by himself.

At this time, the train slowly stopped in Zunhua Prefecture.

Someone in the carriage raised his hand: "Sir, I'll get off at this stop." ”

When the others heard it, I blanched, why didn't I have him smart?

When you get to the station, you have to get off the train, right?

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand: "Take the ticket and take a look." ”

The foreigner hesitated, but he didn't dare to disobey in Zhao Chuanxin's indifferent gaze, and finally had to reluctantly take out the ticket.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that Tianjin Wei went to Fengtian.

The Miao knife is out of the sheath, pushed out and retracted, and it is neat.

The man fell on his back, torn around his left eye socket.

The knife entered through the eye socket, came out of the back of the head, and quickly drew back.

The human orbit is tapered, with the base forward and the tip backward, with a maximum diameter of 40-50 mm.

The blade of the Miao knife is wide, and it can reach this caliber.

But it takes a lot of skill and precision to hit the heart right in one hit.

The passengers in the room were so desperate that they were numb.

At this time, a new passenger boarded the train, a little old man with big bags under his eyes, and a tightly entangled Englishman in a suit got into the first-class carriage.

"Lord Zhou, you have to understand that if the two tigers of Luanzhou Coal Mine and our Kaiping Coal Mine compete, there will be an injury." The British speak Mandarin Chinese, which is still fluent.

"When you deceived Kaiping Coal Mine, did you ever think of today?" The little old man looked back angrily and said.

"Lord Zhou, it's better than this." The British smiled embarrassedly: "Our company can come up with a sum of money to maintain the living expenses of Zhou Daren ......"

It's time to test the old cadres.

The little old man was even more angry, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot: "My father was the governor of Liangjiang and Liangguang, and he was an honest official, and he warned us since I was a child - a virtuous child has more wealth to damage his ambition, and a foolish child has more wealth to benefit his mistakes." You, a foreigner, actually want to bribe the old man, and you don't inquire, who is my Zhou Xuexi! ”

Seeing that Zhou Xuexi did not enter the oil and salt, the British were a little annoyed: "In this case, Lord Zhou is careful of your Luanzhou coal mine, be careful that it will not be able to open!" ”

"Gadra, you dare to threaten the old man?"

"I'm not threatening Lord Zhou, I'm just reminding Lord Zhou that this world is not peaceful." Gadra said with a sinister smile.

Zhou Xuexi just wanted to say something, but suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Because the cabin is silent, and the silence is terrible.

And Gadra is the same, he can still smell a faint smell of blood in his nose, mixed with the smell of urine.

The two of them were red-faced and red-eared when they were arguing just now, and they were too involved to find out about this.

Now I reacted and looked up in unison.

Then he found corpses strewn across the ground, and the red blood that had gathered into a stream.

Gadra, who had threatened Zhou Xuexi just now, couldn't help but take a step back, but left a bloody footprint under his foot, which was because he stepped on blood.

The rest of the passengers, pale, looked at the two of them dumbfounded.

The heart said that the nerves of these two are really thick, and they will have to quarrel first when they go to hell.

At this time, Zhou Xuexi saw a tall man in a shirt and grinned at him, his white teeth and black beard were in stark contrast.

The man spoke: "Your father is Zhou Fu, right?" Your father and I had dinner together on Hong Kong Island, and our two brothers hit it off at first sight, so you can call me uncle. ”

I can't write it during this time, so I will slowly resume updating at nine o'clock in the morning.

After the bud rice was harvested, a friend got married a few days ago, and another friend was critically ill the day before yesterday......

Every day is written and written, so the time is out of order.

Recently, I have been bipolar and have to rotate my mood three times a day.

In addition, I suddenly had the inspiration to write a new book outline recently, and it took a year and a half to prepare for the launch, and the next book is ready to make a comeback.

Thank you for your kindness, and try to keep updating the book as much as possible.

(End of chapter)