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The history of mankind is a heroic epic about man. It describes the journey of the world in search of the mysteries of life but not being able to find them, knowing everything but not being able to do it, longing to be strong but unable to overcome their own weaknesses. - Cheng Yongze

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When the smiling masked face appeared in the door and window, the group of people who were trying their best to push the door all screamed in fright, including five big and three rough men, and then they struggled to retreat, so the waves of people who had been forward suddenly began to flow back, and suddenly the narrow carriage was filled with weak cries.

The clown Sith didn't know where he took out a chainsaw, and said in a creepy voice on the radio: "I think, you probably need this, the German Metabo brand gasoline chainsaw, the sound is very low, and it won't be too scary to use at midnight, and the exhaust is very smooth, whether it's cutting wood, cutting steel or cutting.... People, it feels great..... Don't ask me why I know ....."

The Sith the Clown opened the chainsaw and began to cut through the pale blue alloy door, sparks flying and a sharp, shrill grinding sound began to echo through the carriage.....

What was supposed to be the entrance to heaven became the entrance to hell, and the people standing at the door of the junction of carriages 13 and 14 began to push backwards like crazy, and some people even climbed on top of other people's heads and stepped on other people's heads in desperation, so some people began to follow suit, and the narrow corridor where the water was leaking saw that a stampede was about to occur.

Heaven to hell is only a matter of moments.

At this moment, the crowd behind Cheng Mo is becoming more and more turbulent, but fortunately, the strong Nicholas helped him share most of the burden, otherwise with his weak body, it is estimated that he would have been pushed to the ground. Xie Minyun, who was encircled by Cheng Mo, turned around with difficulty again, and faced Cheng Mo face to face, she gently said in Cheng Mo's ear: "Come on, I don't want you to do anything for a little gentlemanly demeanor.....

Xie Minyun's words had not yet fallen, Cheng Mo finally couldn't stand the huge pressure behind him, and put his body on Xie Minyun's winding body, and the two of them let out a coquettish pant at the same time, to be precise, it should be a muffled hum.

However, neither of them had time to think about the wonderful taste of physical contact, Xie Minyun did not resent those who struggled in the carriage desperately, nor did she regret the journey, but she was glad that it was not anyone else by her side, but Cheng Mo.

She thought of what Cheng Mo had just retold his father, and her heart was very calm, feeling that life in this place, ending in such a way, was barely heroic and magnificent, but it was a little regrettable that many things had not had time to try., if life was to start all over again, she would let go of some reserve a little....

As for Cheng Mo, he is not as emotional as Xie Minyun at all, although he is close to Xie Minyun's body that feels explosive, but he has no other distracting thoughts in his mind, but he is running fast in a clear and clear sky, and begins to analyze whether there is a chance to get out according to some of the limited clues he has in his grasp.

He reached out and touched the communicator given to him by Li Jiting in his trouser pocket, Li Jiting said that as long as he pressed the red switch at the bottom, he would know that Cheng Mo was in danger, and he would send someone to rescue him no matter where the location was, but Cheng Mo pressed the red button very early, and he didn't see Li Jiting holding a scepter like Gandalf and riding a white horse to lead the rescuers to appear on the hillside with Dawn.....

Cheng Mo pinched the cylindrical lighter again and thought: You still have to rely on yourself.

At this time, the clown Sith slashed the door with a chainsaw, the blue door collapsed, he walked in with a chainsaw in one hand, the steel teeth on it were still turning, making a buzzing sound, clearly audible in the panicked cries, he held the microphone in the other hand and said loudly: "Hey, hey, you can't do this, I'm just opening the door for you, you don't thank me, just run away by stepping on someone's head, don't act like I'm scaring you, no..... I'm not a horror actor, I'm a clown, a comedian who brings laughter to everyone....."

Because it was still early, Cheng Mo's position was not far from the door, he turned his head to look at the clown Sith in a bowler hat and tuxedo standing at the end of the carriage, this was the first time he saw the carrier of a chosen one, but his whole body was shrouded in solemn clothing, everything was so meticulous, even with white gloves on his hands, if it weren't for a clown mask on his face, he looked like a serious English gentleman.

His appearance and attire embody a contradiction, a contradiction between order and destruction!

Sith the Clown put down the chainsaw in his hand and snapped his fingers in his ear, and those who climbed on top of other people's heads began to howl in pain, and they began to struggle over the heads of the people, and there was chaos everywhere they went, but in a few moments, they were not moving and turned into dried corpses, the air was filled with the smell of burning, and strangely the clothes of those people were intact.

"I said don't run away, it's disrespectful to the others, and it's disrespectful to me....." Sith the Clown said lightly as he stood at the junction of car 13 and car 14.

But no one listened to him, the whole carriage was full of cries and screams, and people had fallen into a state of hysteria.

"Gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen...... Now I need you to be quiet, quiet..... Be quiet and listen to me....." Sith the Clown spoke into the microphone in a polite tone.

It's a pity that the corpses that turned into mummies inexplicably made everyone's spirits completely collapse, and the whole carriage was in a state of loss of control, and people began to crowd towards the 12th carriage, and the situation was suddenly reversed....

The extremely noisy scene annoyed the Sith the Clown, and he took a breath and said coldly in his voice, "What stupid, pathetic, lowly human beings..... I don't know that the biggest difference between humans and animals is that they can talk and think..... Yet you, the lucky ones, who have been endowed with such great powers by God, only cry out like animals when you are in danger..... It's terrible that this wonderful world is occupied by you guys....."

"Now you've made me impatient, and whoever counts three times and makes a sound, you'll be like those bastards who don't know how to make a ..... corpse."

“3！”

“2！”

.......

As the fear spread through the crowd, no one made a sound, many people desperately covered their mouths with tears in their eyes, not allowing themselves to make a sound, and the whole carriage fell silent in the countdown of the Sith the Clown, and the carriage suddenly fell silent, except for the faint whispered sobbing, the atmosphere was extremely depressed, as if everyone in the carriage was stepping on a bomb under their feet, as long as there was a sound, the bomb would explode.

However, when the clown Sith counted "1!", the little Lori beside Cheng Mo struggled to pull Mrs. Evans's hand away and cried loudly.

This cry was so loud in the eerily silent carriage that it was like a lightning bolt in the night, and everyone looked in horror at the little Lori in Mrs. Evans's arms.

The Sith the Clown was also watching the family.

So Mr. and Mrs. Evans burst into tears at the terrifying gaze.

The Clown Sith shook his head, and suddenly appeared in a straight shape floating in the air, appearing next to Mr. Evans's family and Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun, except that his masked face was next to the crying little Lori, and Xie Minyun and Cheng Mo were on his waist.

Mr. Evans held up the AK47 in his hand and said with tears and trembling, "Please let her go, she's still a child....."

The Clown Sith looked at the AK47 in Mr. Evans' hand and raised his hands in the air in a surrender gesture, "Oh! I just thought that everyone had given up thinking and talking, so I just wanted everyone to calm down, and I was just kidding..... If I didn't shoot you, trust me, don't do it!"

Mr. Evans looked at the Clown Sith floating like an astronaut in a space capsule, and he was on the verge of collapse, his hands were trembling, and he cried, "Please let her go..."

Sith the Clown looked at Lori's immature face full of tears and stretched out his hand..... The snapping fingers that seemed to represent death were about to strike again.

Xie Minyun, who was in Cheng Mo's arms, had already taken out the Taurus that was inserted in the butt pocket of her jeans, and it seemed that she was not frightened by the ghostly clown Sith at all, but wanted to shoot the clown Sith.

Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun were so close, he naturally felt what Xie Minyun was going to do, he held down Xie Minyun's hand, shook his head gently at Xie Minyun, and then Cheng Mo looked in the direction of Mr. Evans, shook his head at the tearful Mr. Evans, and signaled him not to shoot.

Xie Minyun didn't understand what Cheng Mo meant, and hesitated a little, Mr. Evans saw Cheng Mo's movements, but the gun he was holding did not put down, just kept repeating the words in his mouth.

Seeing that Mr. Evans only spoke and did not shoot, the clown Sith snapped his fingers, and with a crisp sound, a red balloon appeared in his hand, and he handed the balloon to Lori in a pleasant tone, "Hey, baby, is this trick interesting? Come and give it to you, hold it well, don't cry....."

Rebecca, who didn't understand anything, looked at her mother with tears on her face, and then at the balloon, she stopped crying and shook her head, "Thank you, Mom said you can't take strangers' things....."

"What a good boy.... It's okay, take it!" the Clown Sith shoved the balloon into Lori's hand, and then disappeared into mid-air in a flash, returning to the same place.

The sun outside the window shines on the red balloons, shining white, and the endless Baikal Lake and the blue sky are a postcard-like view.

Seeing that there was no imaginary tragedy, the entire carriage of people breathed a sigh of relief, including Xie Minyun, who also put down his hanging heart, which made all the people feel a kind of hope in their hearts, feeling that the clown Sith in front of him was not such a heinous person.

But in the next second, the balloon in the little Lori's hand suddenly exploded, countless red splashes, and the entire carriage suddenly became a mess again, screaming and pushing once again became the main theme.....

Xie Minyun, who witnessed this scene, couldn't help but almost scream, but Cheng Mo covered her mouth with his hand in advance, so that she couldn't make a sound, Xie Minyun calmed down and found that the Evans family was fine, but they were blown up by red paint, and their faces and clothes were all over it, which was just an ordinary prank balloon.

Sith the Clown spread his hands and said very innocently, "Oh my God, don't you all know that the Joker's prank balloon will explode? It seems that being a comedian can only be regarded as a hobby...."

He lowered his head slightly, supported his forehead with his right hand and made a headache expression, and snapped his fingers as if nothing happened, and those who had just made a sound again quickly shrank in the crowd, like a punctured balloon, turned into a shriveled corpse....

Almost all of the people around the more than a dozen dried corpses were scared to pee their pants, but they all trembled, and they resisted to let themselves make a sound, and the faint hope that they once existed burned out in an instant.....

"The joke is over, now it's time to get down to business, and I need to ask you a few questions, is any of you the Chosen One, does anyone know God's genes, is someone Shirkov, or would anyone want to play games with me?" asked Sith the Clown, shaking his head with one hand against the wall of the hallway.

No one spoke up.

"My patience is limited, don't miss it..... said the Clown Sith with a "hehe" laugh.

Someone in the crowd raised their hands.

Sith the Clown stretched out his hand and nodded, "What do you want to say when you raise your hand!"

A tall, thin and swarthy Tianzhu man said in a Tianzhu accent: "I am the Chosen One..."

Sith the Clown beckoned to him, "You come to the front, and if you can hand over something that satisfies me, I'll allow you to go to the next carriage!"

The tall, thin and swarthy Tianzhu man slowly squeezed forward, and the clown Sith continued: "Is there anything else, don't hesitate, hesitate and you will definitely regret it....."

Several more hands were raised in the crowd.

"Queue, queue..... Come and ..... one by one."

Cheng Mo naturally won't raise his hand, if the Clown Sith said that he would release people after giving the ransom, he might consider it, but just gave the ransom to let him enter the next box, it was just playing with people, this Clown Sith is a monster who likes to play with people's hearts, and those who exchange precious things with the Clown Sith are just a chance to survive, if Napoleon VII doesn't care about them, or if they are not the Joker's opponents, then they are just the Clown Sith's meal after all.

There is no doubt that he still needs an audience, and from his words, Cheng Mo hears a sense of loneliness, a hazy sadness and divine melancholy, in his own heart, all his actions are noble, on the surface he longs for the fear of others, but in fact he pursues more than the satisfaction that cheap fear brings him.

It was the first time Cheng Mo had seen such a person, he represented absolute chaos and absolute evil.....

Cheng Mo watched the Clown Sith talk to those Chosen One, and then traded with the system, most of them gave him satisfactory answers, and then walked through the fourteenth carriage, of course, there were also those he was not satisfied with, Cheng Mo saw a white Chosen One being burned to a dry corpse by the Clown Sith, and then the Ouroboros watch was removed.

When the last of the Chosen One left Box Thirteen, the Clown Sith focused his attention on the carriage again, and he shrugged his shoulders, "For me, today's harvest is not bad, these fools have gone to great lengths to find a cross bee, but they don't know that their group is worth more than a cross bee..... Of course, if any of you know where the Crusader is, I wouldn't mind letting him go!"

There was silence in carriage thirteen, and no one knew what a cross wasp was.

Cheng Mo looked around, and he didn't find the conductor of the ninth car that was suspected to be Shirkov.

The clown Sith spread his hands helplessly, "That's a pity, does anyone know God's genes? If anyone knows, or can give me accurate information, I promise, let you get out of this train alive.... Maybe even give you a watch that can change your fate....."

Still no one spoke, and no one raised their hands.

Cheng Mo touched the lighter in his pocket expressionlessly, and his heart was full of suspicions.

"Then I won't waste everyone's time.....

Cheng Mo saw the clown Sith stretching out his right hand, as if he was about to snap his fingers of death again, and Nicholas beside him was praying silently with his eyes closed, and he didn't dare to open his eyes at all.

As for the rest of the Evans family, they fell into a stupor after the balloon exploded, and they had completely lost their souls, and Mrs. Evans just covered the mouth of little Lori, no matter how she struggled, she would not let go of her hand.

The whole train fell into a terrible tranquility, as if everyone was locked up in a concentration camp, waiting for the deadly poison gas to strike, everyone felt that they were in a dark vacuum, they could not make a sound, the air was filled with the smell of sweat and urine, and everyone in the carriage closed their eyes and prayed for a miracle.....

At this time, Xie Minyun grabbed Cheng Mo's hand, she leaned her chin on Cheng Mo's shoulder, and said in a coaxing tone in Cheng Mo's ear in a subtle voice: "Cheng Mo, don't be afraid! I will accompany you..... I'll be with you wherever you go....."

Cheng Mo also grabbed Xie Minyun's hand with one hand, Xie Minyun's palms were full of sweat, obviously she was actually a little scared, but at this moment, she could still muster up the courage to comfort him, Cheng Mo's ears were full of Xie Minyun's gentle breath, "Cheng Mo ......"

Cheng Mo didn't wait for Xie Minyun to continue, but his right hand broke free from Xie Minyun's grasp and suddenly rose in the air.

Sith the Clown looked in the direction of Cheng Mo, "Oh, kid, what do you want to say? Do you know God's genes? Or do you know the cross bee? This kind of thing is not to be joked about.....

Cheng Mo said lightly: "No, it's not, I want to say, I want to play a game with you....."