The train continued on the tracks, and as time went on, most of the passengers had disembarked and there were fewer and fewer carriages.

However, the carriage in which Zheng Jirong is located is the opposite.

At this time, the seats around him were already filled with killers of different colors and colors, although they had various purposes when they first got on the train, but now they all have a common goal - to kill the White Death!

"Twenty thousand"

"Bump!"

The princess happily touched the cards, and then played an extra piece of cake and went out.

"Hey, isn't it right to have a cake", Zheng Jirong picked up a cake she played, then poured away the mahjong in front of him, and said lightly: "Big Four Happiness, Clear in front of the door, right paste, mixed one color, five dark bars, five flowers, a total of one hundred and sixty!" ”

"You owe me $16 million right now!"

"How do you say, cash or card?"

The princess looked at the mahjong tiles in front of Zheng Jirong blankly, and after being stunned for a while, she suddenly pushed away the mahjong in front of her, and said aggrievedly: "Damn, you deceive people too much!" ”

"It's just a mahjong game, how could I lose so much money!"

"Hey, hey, hey", the two lemon and orange brothers, who had already made up their minds to hug Zheng Jirong's thigh, hurriedly stopped them when they saw this: "Don't mess around, it's obviously too boring to have fun, how can you rely on others if you lose money?" ”

"Me"

The princess was speechless, how could she know that a mahjong game could lose so much money!

Thinking of this, she glanced at Zheng Jirong who was sitting under her fiercely, this guy not only could touch a card inexplicably every time, but he never pasted other people's cards, only pasted her, obviously pit her!

It is very likely, after all, mahjong is provided by him, who is a good person to go out with a pair of mahjong!

Just when she was entangled and wanted to find an excuse to escape her debts, Zheng Jirong said: "It doesn't matter if you don't have money now, won't you have it when your father dies?" When the time comes, remember to pay it back, and I won't charge you interest. ”

"Oh"

Glancing at this child with an antisocial personality, Zheng Jirong suddenly felt some sympathy for the White Death.

On this train, not only was his son poisoned by others, but even the only remaining daughter turned out to be a black-hearted padded jacket.

Because of the patriarchy of the White Death, the princess has always wanted to prove herself in front of her father, and after thinking about it, this girl finally thought of a good way, that is, she killed her father White Death with her own hands.

To this end, she came up with a series of plans that could be called seamless, and she waited to implement them when she met the White Death at the terminal, but the train was only halfway open, but it was inexplicably involved in Zheng Jirong's actions.

But fortunately, the process is tortuous, but the goal is the same.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but light a cigarette and secretly told himself that he must not be patriarchal in the future, otherwise he would not know when he would be overshadowed by his daughter.

Speaking of which, the train management of Dongying is really humane enough, their group played mahjong for a long time, and no attendant came to disturb them, and the smoke alarm would not go off when smoking, Zheng Jirong even wondered if they were the only ones on the car.

Just as he was thinking about this, the door of the train suddenly opened, and a black woman dressed as a conductor walked towards them angrily.

Zheng Jirong thought that she had come to warn her with a fine, and was about to ask Ah Miao to throw a stack of money to send her away, but the woman suddenly opened her mouth and roared:

"I've been ambushing you outside for so long, but you're staying here playing mahjong?!"

"It's almost the end of the line, and you're still so laid-back! Is there a mistake? ”

Seeing this, Zheng Jirong asked with a strange face: "You are the killer who used poison?" ”

"That's right!"

As soon as the words fell, a syringe slipped out of the woman's sleeve, and she aimed the needle hole at the neck of the princess closest to her, and said in a deep voice: "Hand over the box to me!" Otherwise, I'll kill this woman right now!" ”

“.”

"I'm not kidding! This syringe is filled with a tube of African tree snake venom, and if there is no antidote, the poisoned person will bleed to death in a matter of seconds! ”

“.”

Zheng Jirong was silent for a while, thinking that the princess still owed him more than 10 million yuan and didn't pay it back, and said calmly: "The girl you threatened is the daughter of the White Death, and if you kill her, it is estimated that you will not be able to escape, but speaking of which, I think you should not be afraid of the White Death, after all, his son has just been slaughtered by you, so."

"His son?"

The female killer was puzzled: "When did I kill the son of the White Death, I got in the car and killed the idiot who followed these two guys to protect the box." ”

That idiot is the White Death son."

After hearing the explanation of lemon and tangerine, the female killer's face tightened, and then she gritted her teeth and scolded: "Don't eat sour radish!" ”

Zheng Jirong is also powerless to complain about the development of this story, although he doesn't know what the situation is, but now he vaguely feels that this must be the plot of a movie he hasn't watched.

Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence.

He then said in a cliché: "The White Death is at the terminal, if you kill his son, he will never spare you, how about it, do you want to change the mission and go with us to kill the White Death." ”

After the female killer was silent without saying a word for a while, she nodded her head and said, "Then what about this woman, she is the daughter of the White Death, do you want to kill her." ”

"No, she also joined the gang to kill her father."

“.”

"How do I know if you're lying to me, maybe you're all . Well, it turned out to be a member of the board. After seeing the gold coin on Zheng Jirong's fingertips, the female killer instantly stopped her doubts.

She withdrew the syringe in her hand, bowed her head slightly, and said, "I'm a registered killer at the Continental Hotel in New York, Poison Bee." ”

"Well, if you believe it, find a place to sit down, we'll be at the terminal later."

"Okay, okay."

Not long after the bee sat down, the speed of the train suddenly slowed down and slowly stopped at a station.

Seeing this, Lemon and Tangerine and the others suddenly stood up from their seats, and they loaded their guns with expressionless faces, and then took out the daggers at their waists and put them under the guns.

Just as they were about to rush out, they suddenly saw the rest of the people looking at them curiously, and the two of them were puzzled: "Aren't you going to die in vain, why are you still motionless?" ”

The poisonous bee said to them like a fool, "The next stop is the final stop, why are you two in such a hurry?" ”

"Oh thanks." The two of them raised their hands in embarrassment and sat back in their seats.

At this time, an old man wearing a kimono and holding a sword walked in from the platform, he first glanced at the Dongying man sitting on the edge, and then said to Zheng Jirong: "Excuse me Mr. Zheng, the dog didn't delay your plan, right?" ”

Zheng Jirong glanced at this old man, he had seen this old guy at the meal that the three-person group invited him before, it seemed that he was one of the elders of the three-person group, and he heard that Cao Jia said that all his brothers died at the hands of the White Death, so he and the White Death had an uncommon hatred.

After Zheng Jirong shook his head, he raised his hand and motioned for him to sit down, as for how this guy came here and how his son hooked up with the princess, Zheng Jirong didn't bother to figure out these things.

Obviously, there were only three or four people in total when he set off, but when he took a train, the number of people in action suddenly increased several times.

Ten minutes later.

At the end of the Shinkansen, on the platform of Kyoto Station.

There were no ordinary passengers here, and the front of the platform was full of men in dark suits and black demon masks, each of whom held a variety of weapons in their hands, machetes, bats, and katanas

And the dozen or so people in front of the queue, each with a submachine gun on their chests, looked indifferently at a train that was slowly moving towards this direction in the distance of the tracks.

After a while, the train slowly stopped at the side of the platform.

When the car door opened, there was no one inside.

After a man wearing a red demon mask behind everyone saw this scene, he waved his hand and shouted, "Go up!" Kill everyone you see! ”

"Oh !!"

After hearing the order of the White Death, the gang waved the weapons in their hands and rushed straight into the train door, and in dozens of seconds, everyone rushed in!

The originally crowded platform was suddenly empty, leaving only the White Death with the blood-red demon mask standing alone on the platform.

Inside the train.

As soon as a White Death's subordinate entered Zheng Jirong, a bullet passed through their foreheads in an instant!

Seeing this, Ladybug looked at Ah Miao, who had never spoken, in surprise, "So accurate?!" ”

"Hehe", Ah Miao smiled indifferently, and the bullets shot out of his muzzle one after another, each shot could accurately take away a human life.

At the same time, Lemon and the others also found good cover and aimed at the White Death's subordinates and pulled the trigger in their hands, as professional killers at the high table, they relied on good marksmanship to survive.

The people of the White Death who fought for a time are retreating!

At this moment, a strong man in a vest walked out from behind the crowd with a machine gun in both hands, and with his roar, bullets suddenly vented out of the muzzle!

The ferocious firepower instantly overwhelmed everyone and couldn't raise their heads!

Zheng Jirong, who was sitting leisurely in the corner of the handover of the two carriages, was thinking about whether to make a move, when a meteor hammer tied to an iron chain suddenly roared out from under a car seat! Slammed into the strong man's face!

Just as he retreated in pain, the Meteor Hammer suddenly flung back from the back of his head and tied tightly to his neck!

Chiaki Kuriyama, who was dressed in a student uniform, jumped up from under the seat of the car in an instant, and with a flash of sword light in mid-air, the head of the strong man was directly cut off! All that's left is a headless torso spurting blood still standing on the ground!

Seeing this, the nearest ladybug rolled and raised the machine gun that fell to the ground, turned the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger on the enemy who was crowded behind the car door!

Immediately attack and defend in a different shape, and harvest more than a dozen heads in a few seconds!

Taking advantage of this effort, Wu Liushou and Wen Tailai broke off their shirts in an instant, and the two of them walked left and right and rushed into the crowd of another carriage, and the one in front of them didn't have time to shoot, so they were quickly rushed in front of the two brothers!

Wu Liu's powerful punch hit this person in the chest directly, instantly knocking him a few meters away, knocking him over heavily before he stopped!

Then the two of them used their fists and kicks together, and in the blink of an eye, all the enemies in the entire carriage were beaten and spread on the ground without a human figure!

Chiaki Kuriyama, who was originally going to show off to Zheng Jirong, immediately dispelled his mind when he saw this scene, these two devil muscles are too fierce.

At first glance, he is not a normal person, so he should not be able to take medicine.

The battle did not last long, as Zheng Jirong expected, and a few minutes later, the carriages near and behind them were already covered with blood from stumps and a corpse with a miserable death.

After the gunfire and roar completely dissipated, Zheng Jirong slowly got up from his seat, turned his head to look at the scene like a bloody hell in the carriages on both sides, and couldn't help but sigh:

"The White Death is really damned, a good train was harmed like this by him, can't you wait for us to get off the train before fighting?!"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the few people in the team, and a few of them were either shot or stabbed a few times, but it didn't look like they were fatally wounded, at least they could stand up.

Zheng Jirong smiled at them: "Don't worry, when I go out and kill the White Death, I will send someone to take you to the hospital, and you."

He tapped the lemon that had been stabbed in his stomach with his finger, frowned and said, "Hurry up and get a dress to cover your stomach, I can see your intestines, why do you want to disgust the White Death to death?" ”

“.”

On the platform.

As soon as Zheng Jirong stepped out of the car door, he saw a man wearing a blood-red demon mask staring at him, and on either side of this man.

There are also more than a dozen masked men with machine guns and submachine guns who are staring at him!

The lemon and the others who came out behind Zheng Jirong saw this scene and instantly looked like ashes, when they looked through the window before, there was a white death on the platform, why did so many gunmen come over all of a sudden?

If I had known, I wouldn't have gotten off!

"Director Zheng", a hoarse voice came from under the mask of the White Death, and he warned Zheng Jirong: "I have no intention of making enemies of you, if you leave now, I can act as if nothing happened." ”

After Zheng Jirong heard his words, he immediately became curious, he pointed to the train behind him and asked, "You put on this posture, isn't it to deal with me?" ”

The White Death slowly shook his head, he turned his gaze to Lemon and Ladybug and the others, and said in a deep voice: "I want to kill them, my wife was assassinated a few days ago, after I found out the situation, I found that they are all inextricably linked to my wife's death, so I used the suitcase as a guide to issue a bounty at the Continental Hotel, just to gather these killers together, so as to solve them at once!" ”

Zheng Jirong nodded suddenly when he heard this, no wonder he could meet so many killers on a train.

He took a drag on his cigarette unhurriedly, and pointed to the princess, who had been silent, "What about her?" ”

"You want to kill your daughter?"

The White Death glanced at the princess, seeing this indifferent look, the princess couldn't help but take a few steps back in fear, he smiled disdainfully: "She's just a disobedient child, sin is not to death, come here!" ”

Hearing his angry shouts, the princess gritted her teeth angrily and shouted, "If you don't kill me today, I will kill you sooner or later!" Your son is dead, as long as I kill you, I will be the next white death! ”

"Really?" After hearing his daughter's words, the White Death God nodded and said indifferently: "Then you can die with them." ”

“.”

After seeing this scene, Zheng Jirong looked at the princess a little speechlessly, this is your plan to kill your father? When you meet, you will put two cruel words? Why don't you shoot him twice!

After shaking his head helplessly, he said to the White Death: "Actually, I didn't plan to kill you, my plan was to drive you out of Dongying, but you guy actually sent someone to assassinate me three times twice in the past two days."

"Director Zheng", the White Death suddenly interrupted: "How can you be sure that it was my person who assassinated you, if I want to kill you, isn't now the best opportunity?" ”

Zheng Jirong smiled disdainfully when he heard this, the reason why the White Death God didn't dare to kill him face-to-face in front of the public was just because he was worried about the revenge of the high table.

But he didn't bother to talk any more nonsense to this guy.

"I said it was your hand, that's you!" Zheng Jirong's eyes were cold, he looked at the White Death and said, "Do you think I have been on the train for a few hours to find you to tease you?" ”

"Originally, I wanted to spare your dog's life, so that you would be unhappy to find the group of three."

"But your arrogant attitude makes me very unhappy, since you are so anxious to find death, then I will fulfill you."

"Hehe", after the White Death heard his words, the face under the mask smiled contemptuously: "Let me die? ”

He pointed to the lemon and others beside Zheng Jirong, and sneered: "Just them? Hi Dao said that you are fearless in Guanxi, and today I have seen it. ”

"It's not impossible to rely on them", Zheng Jirong said coldly: "It's just that I want to use some simple methods now." ”

As the words fell, he raised his hand and flicked the cigarette butt off his hand.

At this moment, the heads of more than a dozen gunmen around the White Death exploded directly like watermelons!

After seeing this scene, the White Death gritted his teeth in disbelief and said, "Sniper?!" ”

Click~

After Zheng Jirong re-lit his cigarette, he pointed to a residential building nearly a kilometer away from here, and said lightly: "Look, I said that you were looking for death, right?" ”

"You"

After staring at Zheng Jirong for a few seconds, the White Death Reaper said hoarsely: "I can also give you the benefits that the three-person group gives you, and I have all of them!" ”

"Oh, now I know I'm scared?!"

Zheng Jirong walked up to the White Death, and when he saw the revolver on his waist, he pointed and said, "I heard from others, you like to play the ELS carousel game, how about it, do you want to play with me?" ”

"Are you sure?" The White Death said tentatively.

"Hehe", Zheng Jirong chuckled, raised his hand to remove the revolver on his waist, and took out the bullet inside in front of him.

After dropping five of them, he slipped one of the bullets into the drum, then raised his arm to press the gun tightly against it and pulled it down!

The drum spun in an instant.

Zheng Jirong then pointed the gun at the head of the White Death, "It is said that you have always claimed that you have the protection of Lady Luck, so you have never lost this game. ”

"That's right! Let's go! The White Death bit and shouted, he didn't believe he was unlucky enough to hit the first shot!

Boom!

The bullet traveled at a speed of 380 meters through the prefrontal lobe of the White Death, instantly destroying its thinking and information processing capabilities. The connective tissue and fibrous membranes in the brain were torn apart, and when the bullet flew out of the back of the head, the cerebrospinal fluid rushed out of the cavity caused by the bullet.

The White Death still maintained his expression, and before he even had time to show his horror, his life had been taken away by a single shot.

Zheng Jirong threw the revolver on his corpse and said lightly: "It seems that the watch failed to protect you today." ”

(End of chapter)