The fifth grid is two women, and the age shown makes Zhao Jing very confused, and she can't tell whether she should be counted as a girl or a mature woman.

The two women are dressed in the same way, their looks are the same, and even the action of nibbling bananas is tearing the banana peel with their left hand, holding it and gnawing it with their right hand, and even the monkey anxious and somewhat erotic demeanor is the same.

Zhao Jing stared at them with her mouth open, the two women looked like girls, but there were slight crow's feet at the corners of their eyes, and they were dressed very strangely. Zhao Jing once saw this kind of dress in the PSP of a friend's child - a sexy sky blue tight-fitting dark pattern flower high slit cheongsam with white long practice boots, the neckline of the whole cheongsam is low to the current breasts, the thigh slit is high to the current buttocks, a hair knot like a bun is combed on each side of the forehead, and a pink hairband hangs down to the wind. This dress is like Chun-Li in that game called Street Fighter!

Now, there are two Chunli sitting side by side eating bananas, and they can't tell whether they are the girl Chunli or the Chunli, which makes Zhao Jing want to go crazy.

What kind of monsters are all in this carriage?!

Suddenly, the two Chunli looked up at Zhao Jing together. Chun-Li on the left said: "Do you eat or not-" Chun-Li on the right continued: "Bananas?"

Zhao Jing shook her head.

Chun-Li on the right said, "This little doll-"

Chun-Li on the left answered: "It's a little weird. ”

The two Chunli said together: "It's really weird. Qijiang is really weird. Then, with the same rhythm, the same movements, the same expressions, he shrugged his shoulders, threw away the banana peel, grabbed the other one, and continued to tear the skin and gnaw it, so that the movements and tones seemed to be completely in line with each other, and it was so strange that it made people's hearts tremble.

Zhao Jing's face twitched, and she felt that she was about to go crazy.

In the sixth cell, there are two foreigners, male. One of them was eating a chicken, the chicken was raw, and he was gnawing on its comb. Zhao Jing glared at him, unable to tell whether he thought the dead chicken was more terrifying, or his face covered in chicken blood was more terrifying. The other was burning his chin with a lighter, and the whole compartment was filled with the smell of burnt flesh, but the expression on his face was very pleasant, reminiscent of some kind of sexual pleasure.

Zhao Jing's heart was beating for a while, and she walked quickly to the next grid.

Here, she saw a man who she felt was the most normal.

At first she thought so, but immediately she felt that he was the most terrible man in the whole carriage. Because he was wiping the gun, he carefully wiped the jet-black murder weapon with a fabric that didn't show any texture, and the expression on his face was very serious and calm, which reminded Zhao Jing of the expression of the butcher when he sharpened his knife. On the small table in front of the window next to it was a small red notebook, on which there was no other text except for a gold national emblem and a line of numbers. If Zhao Jing recognized this thing, she was afraid that she would turn around and run away, because this thing has a nickname, which is called a murder license!

Yang Jia whispered when he saw him: "Dad!"

Zhao Jing's heart was shocked, this murderer was actually the father of this child?!

The man raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Jia, and then at Zhao Jing. It was as if just that glance, something so strong that it seemed to be substance shot out of his eyes, and as far as his eyes could see, Zhao Jing only felt that his skin was like a knife, and his legs couldn't help trembling slightly, just wanting to turn around and run away!

Yang Jia threw himself into his arms and hugged one of his thighs, the man's eyes softened instantly, put away the terrible murder weapon and the little red book, reached out to stroke the top of Yang Jia's head, and asked in a deep voice, "Is it uncomfortable?"

Yang Jia shook his head: "No, I went to see my sister." ”

The man glanced up at Zhao Jing again, this time, his eyes were soft, and with a certain gratitude, the terrible feeling that Zhao Jing had just felt immediately disappeared.

Zhao Jing subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel a cold sweat from someone in the vest.

"Xie Lu Xie!" The man said in a low voice: "My child is sick and not in good health, Xie Lu thanks you for sending him back." ”

Zhao Jing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, nodded and turned around to leave. Before he took a step forward in his legs, the motherly instinct in his heart was pretentious, and he suddenly blurted out impulsively: "Sir, since the child is not in good health, you should be jailed, what should you do if there is danger?"

When the words came out, I saw that the man's eyes were fixed, and the feeling of knife cutting just now came again, and the whole body was cold, and the rest of the words were all retracted into his stomach.

The man stared at her intently for a while, his eyes softened again, and a slight smile appeared on his face. Zhao Jing was stunned, this man was very scary when he had a cold face, but when the lines on his face were soft and open, he had a mature and masculine charm, which was particularly attractive.

The man smiled lightly: "My name is Yang Zhaohua, you are a kind-hearted girl, no wonder your voice is so good." ”

Zhao Jing was a little dazed, and said again: "Don't worry, as long as this kid doesn't go out of the range of 84.13 meters away from me, I know his every move." Well, thanks again, I won't scratch you. ”

A clear eviction order. Zhao Jing nodded, walked back reflexively, and involuntarily recalled the number accurate to two decimal places - 84.13 meters, and for no reason felt that it was like some kind of beast's precise marking of the scope of its territory.

Hu Li walked nonsense, and suddenly heard Yang Zhaohua throw a sentence behind him: "Miss conductor, what if Yang Jia said something to you...... Listen to him, his words...... Always accurate. ”

Zhao Jing Huo Ran stopped, and Yang Jia's words floated in his ears again: "Sister, don't marry! Jiang Zhong is not a good person." ”

Suddenly panicked in his heart, and his footsteps, which had stopped in mid-air, suddenly accelerated, and he ran towards the door of the exit of this carriage in a panic.

Passing by the third partition, a newspaper that did not warn of hitting the person, Zhao Jing apologized in a daze, trying to pick up the scattered newspapers.

Only one or two were picked up, and a big hand grabbed her with a firm and gentle movement, and the slightly hoarse, but not unpleasant male voice said: "It's okay, I'll do it myself." But...... Little girl, you'd better listen to him, it's good for you. ”

Zhao Jing raised her head in surprise and met the most bizarre pair of eyes she had ever seen - in that eye, each eye had two pupils, and it was actually the legendary double pupils!

This man who was just burying his head in the newspaper was not wrong, and he was not an ordinary person, but a strange person with eyes and eyes!

The evil eyes exude a gentle eye. The man smiled, his smile was a little naughty that didn't match his age, and he said, "I'll pick it up myself." That kid's words are really accurate! Jiang Zhong is really not a good person. ”

A gentle sentence exploded in Zhao Jing's ears like thunder. Zhao Jing said Xie Lu Xie in a panic, and rushed out of the car door. The man with two eyes looked at her back like a rabbit with an arrow, and sighed: "Sure enough, it is a natural opportunity, and it will frighten people......"

The monk listened to it, did not open his eyes, and sang softly: "Amitabha." "It's like I'm in a state of meditation, and I can't even breathe.

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