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Chapter 56 Road Encounter

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Two hours later, a long whistle sounded, and in one of Yorkshire's only train stations, a smoky thirteen-car train roared and waned, and finally slowly came to a halt on the side of the platform.

The people who had been waiting on the platform for a long time moved their steps, and under the guidance of the conductor, they looked for their carriages and began to check their tickets and get on the train.

The end point of this train is Kandahar City, but there are seven or eight big stops on the way, so there are a lot of people on the train, looking through the brown-red carriages, it is dense and almost all of them are heads.

It is not easy to travel in this era, even if Kandahar City is the closest city from here, but the straight-line distance between the two cities is more than 700 kilometers, although there are also 6 road connections, you can drive by yourself, but now the fastest car is only more than 70 kilometers, more than 10 hours away, not only the driving people are tired, the people who sit in the car are more tired. Second, because of the distance, it is not very convenient to refuel on the road, the car fuel tank at this time is generally not large, and the general family with a car is also running in the city, and the real long-distance run, do not prepare a few barrels of spare gasoline in the car, that even a hundred kilometers can not be driven.

So this time I went to Kandahar, with the identity and status of the daughter of the Anne Hathaway family, I had to choose to take this train to go over, even if it was not direct, and I had to make a big circle on the way, passing through several other cities.

"Get on the train, get on the train!" the blue-uniformed staff waved a small flag in their hands and shouted loudly: "Yorkshire passengers boarding the train, please choose the ninth and tenth carriages! This is the train to Kandahar City, in two minutes, it will be gone!"

"Let's get on the train too!" The passengers on the platform lined up to get on the train one by one, and it was only then that Anne got up from the long chair on the platform and walked forward.

Wang Yue carried the box and walked behind, and at the same time, his eyes swept away, and he clearly saw that at the moment when Anne got up, several other places on the platform, far or near, had several people also stood up together, and took the lead in getting on the train from different carriages.

Anne is not an ordinary person in the end, as one of the members of the Hathaway family, even he brought his bodyguards in the Yorkshire club, and now he is going on a long trip, or walking with a man like Wang Yue who doesn't know the details, and there will naturally not be too few bodyguards to follow her.

After giving the paper ticket more than an inch long in his hand to the conductor for verification, the two of them got on the train from the ninth car one after another, standing at the waiting port, Wang Yue first looked left and right, and saw that the left carriage was full of people, and the relative right side was much less.

"Wang Yue, let's be here, there is a hard seat, we are an ordinary hard sleeper, it will take more than ten hours to get to Kandahar City!" Anne in front of her naturally turned to the right and turned around and called Wang Yue.

"Hmm!?Miss Hathaway, you only sit hard when you go out?" Wang Yue was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then followed with a smile. This kind of antique train that is still steam-powered, Wang Yue has seen it for the first time, and everywhere he goes, he feels a little fresh when he sees everything.

The trains of this era are obviously a little behind the cars, but in addition to the power system at the front, the back carriages are very distinctively designed. Not only are the interior walls of the car covered with leather, but also the interior facilities are very perfect, and all the appliances are actually brown-red walnut wood, which has a classical taste.

In addition, in Anne's mouth, the so-called hard sleeper is not the same as Wang Yue imagined, there are not so many up and down bunks, and the area of each room is not small, in addition to a few beds separated by wooden sliding doors on both sides, there is actually a circle of leather sand against the wall in the middle area, plus a simple fixed table in the middle, the whole sleeper box, looks like a small home reception room.

Walking along the corridor for a while, the windows of the carriage were all open, and the fresh warm wind blew on the face, and there was no big smell. When the two of them walked to their places, they opened the door of the sleeper, and there was already a person inside, who was sitting on the sand and reading a newspaper. Seeing the two people walking in, he also nodded politely.

This person is not very old, only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, but he is dressed elegantly, fits up and down, and is very clean and refreshing, giving people the first feeling that he should be a relatively cultivated person. More than ten hours of trains, still in the same box, such people should not be difficult to get along with.

"You live over there, and it's a men's berth. Anne stood at the door of the box and looked around, her brow furrowing. This time, she went to Kandahar with Wang Yue, and offered not to do the aristocratic private room in the car, but chose such a set of civilian hard sleepers, and the idea was to take advantage of a period of time on the road to have a good chat with Wang Yue and build a good relationship.

But the first time I walked into such a carriage, as a noble daughter of the Hathaway family, I was used to living in a high-end private room, and the uncomfortable feeling was still very strong. At least now, before she sat down, her skin was already itching.

Wang Yue smiled and didn't say much, just put down the box in his hand casually, and then slowly sat down on the sand.

"You're also going to Kandahar City?" The young man who was looking at the newspaper on the other side put down the newspaper, Xu had been sitting for a long time, and while moving his shoulders and neck, he took the initiative to say hello to Wang Yue.

"Yes, are you too?" Wang Yue replied casually, but his eyes naturally noticed that this young man's hands were not only extremely strong in the knuckles, but also the pores were coarse, and the ten fingernails were also repaired shortly.

"Well, Kandahar is a great place, especially this season, because the migratory Dundormon is something you can't eat anywhere else, and every year at this time of year Kandahar has a big 'seafood and beer festival', and many people go to this for it. The young man nodded, and was about to say something, but he seemed to sense Wang Yue's gaze, so he took his hand in very uncomfortably.

"However, I don't think you guys are traveling at your age. Or do you go to school?"

"Hehe!" Wang Yue didn't expect the other party to be such a self-acquainted person, and as soon as they met, he asked about such a sensitive topic. At the moment, I had to say "hehe" twice, so I don't want to say much, this time the exchange competition of several major schools in the four northern provinces was led by the military, except for the fighting schools invited to participate, it is absolutely secret for ordinary people, of course, it is impossible for others to ask and reveal it casually.

After another glance, Anne, who was opening the door and putting the luggage on the bunk, saw that Wang Yue did not answer, so the young man smiled, and asked no more questions. In his opinion, young boys and girls like Wang Yue and Anne go out and go together and travel together, which in itself is a very "aftertaste" and even "romantic" thing, Wang Yue can't wipe his face and say, it is normal.

"What about you? This time you are going to Kandahar for tourism?" Wang Yue suddenly asked rhetorically, looking at the man in front of him, but there was a little more vigilance in his eyes.

The coffee-colored head has a little natural 'self-curling', and the young man in front of him has an elegant temperament, unhurried when he speaks, and his voice is slightly low, and the whole person gives the impression of a very comfortable feeling. From this point of view, this person should be a very good person with a good background and a good education, but if you only rely on this first-sense intuition, you can easily ignore something else in him.

Something very important.

At least, now that this person is in Wang Yue's eyes, he shouldn't just be a simple "ordinary person". Decent dress, elegant temperament, can not hide the smell of danger on his body, no ordinary person's hands will be like this person, the bones are thick enough to do this, if it is not for the special exercise of the hands frequently, how can the skin of a normal person be covered with thick calluses and crust.

Especially in the palm of this man's hand, there is a faint touch of red, the muscles at the tiger's mouth are tight, and the high bulge is like the claws of some kind of big cat, just a slight fist, you can clearly see that his entire fist is actually flat!

This is clearly a local feature left over the course of years of continuous hitting of sandbag hard objects. If you weren't a true martial artist, you wouldn't have been able to turn a pair of hands into this.

"Could it be that in this world, the popularization of martial arts has reached this point? As soon as you go out, you can meet a master ....... Wang Yue's reaction and vigilance are very normal, and he will not forget what happened to the last time he was assassinated and shot in the car.

Although the organization "Silver Hand" is not a professional killer group, once it wants to attack a certain target, there is always no bottom limit to the means, and it will not succeed once, and there will be the next time, unless the gap between input and output is too large, otherwise it will not kill people, and it will never be taken lightly.

Therefore, Sharon is not dead, which is a trouble for Wang Yue.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Yue secretly raised his vigilance against the man in front of him. Although it may not really be the killer of the Silver Hand, in the face of an unfamiliar martial arts master, in the same box sleeper, the necessary precautions are still indispensable.

"It's not tourism, I have a small company of my own, which specializes in foreign trade. This time, there are some things that I need to solve, so I can relax by the way. The young man opposite responded to Wang Yue's inquiry very kindly.

"Foreign trade?" Wang Yue also nodded to show understanding, "I heard that there is an overseas business association in Kandahar City, which is a base camp specializing in foreign trade, you should also live there when you go to Kandahar this time, right?"

Wang Yue's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had thought of something interesting.

"Well, our company is also a member of the 'Maritime Federation', but the level is not high, and we can only do some small import and export, but we still have our own long-term fixed liaison office in the Federation, and I live there every time I go on a business trip. "To be able to occupy a place in the overseas business federation led by Hathaway and several other big families, I don't think it will be a small company, and people are obviously humble when they say this.

However, after the two of them said a few more words, they had nothing to say for a while. At this time, there was a whine, a long whistle, and the sound of Gadaga Da continued to sound, and as this rhythm gradually accelerated, the train slowly left Yorkshire.

The carriage, which had just settled down, began to be lively. Many people opened the sliding doors of their rooms to breathe, and the noise was incessant