Abyss Express

"Lonely night, lonely you, the abyss special train singing station is by your side."

"This is Wang Xiaomei, the host of the comprehensive director counter of the Five Kings Council."

"The next friend who asked for a song came from a passenger on the BH5015 express train. This friend, who did not want to be named, had an Internet ID called [Little Clever Holmes]. He asked for the song "Small Town Girl" for his dream lover. The sound source Soul Power concert from Mr. Tao Zhe, the godfather of Chinese R\u0026B."

"I remember this is not the first time this ID requested songs at the main station. It's been a long time since I last saw you, and I hope all the lovers in the world can get married soon."

"Read the passenger message—"

"--He said."

"You are always in the window seat of No. 18 in the fourth carriage of the BH5014 train. We pass by the breakfast shop on the platform together, watch a few fireworks together, walk thousands of miles of mountains and rivers together, and plant human plants together. In Brunwell, I am a green stone Man, a gardener, you are the honorary manager of a pet store, you know how to bicker with starlings, and fight with hybrids.”

"I have ten minutes of departure time every Saturday to see you, but you never notice the eyes from the next lane. From the same starting point, we go to different places along the two railways."

"If you are willing, could you come and read my book once in a while?"

"Wang Xiaomei was really touched when she read this message. When she was an anchor in Taipei, many young people called me, and some even went to the radio station's chat room for relationship counseling."

"A sincere and simple love is really not easy. Two people who have never met each other and are not related by blood can support each other for several years or even decades. It is really the most wonderful and dreamy thing in the world. fate."

"I also hope that this clever little Mr. Holmes can win the favor of Ms. Irene as soon as possible."

""Small Town Girl" tells a story about the passage of time, things change and people change. It requires us to hold on to the people close to us, protect our loved ones, embrace the most important lover, and not waste time and waste our lives."

"Many years later, Teacher Tao Zhe has changed from a superstar to an abstract artist. Since the death of his father, Teacher Tao Zhe's vocal problem has caused a significant decline in his singing skills. However, this version of "Small Town Girl" was very popular on Soul Power that year. /Spiritual Power Concert is one of the best live performances in the world. Its arrangement level and singer-songwriter status are at the peak of Shanhua Romance."

"I would also like to thank the advancement of science and technology, which allows countless sounds and countless images in the history of human art to be preserved through electromagnetic waves. It is like seeing the most beautiful moments in life. It is a magical preservation technology that allows us to live in the world at the same time. Past, present and future.”

The headphone cord was plugged into the radio. The two children, Bai Zhenzhen and Zheng'er, shared a set of headphones. The two little devils were sitting on the sofa on the third floor of the club. The brother and his sister were shaking their heads and humming along with the music.

On the other side, in the entertainment room, the two brothers and their father and mother were engaged in cruel parent-child activities.

9527 Clenched fists and palms, complete with protective gear.

Looking at the other side, the boss Jiang Bai was crying and his head was buzzing after being beaten by his mother.

Jiang Xueming in the audience was still advising: "There's no need to do this."

"He is the eldest son, he must set an example! Zhengyang made a mistake, and he is also responsible! This is the family law!" Xiao Qi did not listen to the advice, and pointed at the second baby with a limp glove: "Bao! How dare you say that? Does your father speak ill of you?"

Zhengyang's face turned pale when he saw it, and his head was wrapped in a blue protective gear. He kept shaking his head: "No, no, no, no, I will never speak ill of dad again!"

"He is naughty, Mom! Why are you beating me!~" Dabai spread his hands and shrugged: "You want me to discipline him, how can I control him!"

"Brother! Take care of me! Take care of me! I am obedient!" After the education of Taoist Master Luo Ping'an, Zhengyang has changed his mind and started a new life: "I am absolutely obedient!"

"This guy has to squeeze out a handful of urine when he catches a toad. Last night he grabbed Aunt Anna's tail and tied it in a knot. He runs so fast that I can't keep up!" Dabai felt aggrieved.

"Hey!" Xiao Qi's fist hardened as she heard that Anna was one of the few opponents on the card table who could beat her violently. "You still dare to touch the Earth Dragon's tail? Come up here!"

"Don't, don't, don't, don't! Don't! Don't!~" Zhengyang covered his head and ran to Xueming: "Dad, save me! Dad, help me!~"

At this time, Xueming seemed like a kind mother. He looked at his wife dumbfounded.

"Why are you competing with him?"

"What are you saying to me?" Zhengyang was like a koala, holding his father's legs and climbing up. He was very agile. In just two or three seconds, he climbed onto his father's shoulders and rode on. Xueming's head seems a bit like a dog fighting for power.

Jiang Xueming: "He can't beat you, and he may not be able to win when he grows up, and he also has advantages."

Jiang Zhengyang: "I can't beat you! But I'm better at math than you!~"

"Hey!" Xiao Qi's anger surged. At that time, SCK appeared, and the temperature dropped by two degrees due to the strong psychic tide.

"Besides." Jiang Xueming patted Da Wa's leg under the ring, "You don't need to beat Da Bai, right?"

"It's Dr. Zhang who is being reasonable!~" Jiang Bai immediately changed sides, but he hadn't figured out Xueming's identity yet. This kid was so silly and happy - so many "gunsmiths" came to the club these days. , how could he recognize who his biological father was.

"Keep beating him, he's not very clear-headed." Xueming rolled his eyes and ran to the referee's office to ring the bell: "Let's start the second round."

Xiao Qi cursed: "Little bastard! That's your biological father! What did you call him? Xiao Zhang?"

In the box that Wood Placker handed to Jiang Xueming, there was a complete set of identity documents and medical licenses for psychiatrists.

He has a new name, called [Zhang Congfeng].

Like the little clever Sherlock Holmes, he comes from Brunwell and is an ordinary person in the 19th District.

When he left his "hometown", the neighbors bid farewell to this approachable and good neighbor affectionately, hoping that the young man could find a suitable job in District 1.

He has an elderly mother and another strange yet familiar family. Before Jiang Xueming took over this identity, all of this was arranged. Through the power of Teacher Victor [Hell Highway], Brenwell In the Geyser Community, it seems that there really is such a family that has lived here for thirty-six years.

Even if you follow Zhang Congfeng's life experience and go to Bronwell, you can find out his enrollment certificate, his junior high school classmates, and how this shy to some introverted boy grew up little by little and how he became a person. Diandian went to the Nine Realms and eventually became the psychological counselor of 9527.

"Doctor Zhang! Have you practiced Qigong today?"

Meteor's expression was ambiguous and weird. When he arrived at the entertainment room on the third floor, he was ready to say hello to his eldest brother. This was a tacit understanding between the two brothers for many years.

Only this time, Jiang Xueming did not respond. This habit must be changed.

Meteor was asking for trouble. He saw his sister-in-law beating a child violently on the stage. The fist was raised high and fell gently, causing Dabai to stagger. He felt a toothache from seeing it. He finally walked back to the water bar salon and came to Zhen Zhen and Zheng Er. around.

"I still remember standing at the train station a year ago, watching my tragedy play out, and seeing your face full of tears through the glass window, and the front of the train was still blowing smoke!~"

He followed the rhythm of the two little babies, shaking his head and head, making the two children laugh.

"I don't understand!~I don't understand!~"

"Why can't you let go!~"

The enthusiastic Hongshi people couldn't hear the music in the headphones, but the pheromones and psychic reactions conveyed by Zheng'er alerted Meteor almost immediately, and he immediately started humming along with Jiang Zheng's beat.

"I understand, I understand."

"You will always exist in my heart. Maybe you will miss me one day."

"But I'm no longer here."

Meteor's body tilted and followed the lyrics all the way back to Xueming. He raised his head, his limbs were very flexible, and looked at his elder brother backwards.

"But I'm no longer here!~Hey, hey, hey!~Hey!~"

Xueming couldn’t hold back——

"——Hahahahaha!"

Meteor: "Hahahahahaha!~"

Xueming raised his hand and hit his brother on the shoulder, asking him to stand up straight and speak.

Meteor responded to this force and spun around in a circle, crossed his arms and said with a lively voice, "Zhang Congfeng! What a good name!"

"Is there a new explanation?" Xueming asked curiously.

Meteor made hand gestures, one showing the appearance of Si Ping Ba Ma Wusheng, the other showing stance and Xing Yiquan.

"Long Congyun! Tiger Congfeng!" Ah Xing pouted, with a serious look on his face: "How about I change my name too? Call it Bu Jingyun?"

"That won't work." Xueming joked: "You don't have the good looks of Peter Ho, nor the good looks of Aaron Kwok. You don't cry death, you cry death randomly."

At this time, a milky battle cry erupted from the stage.

"Come on! I won't admit defeat!"

Dabai suddenly became energetic, as if seeing his idol, his morale suddenly boiled. This boy did not kiss Xueming, but instead regarded Meteor as a role model.

"No matter what difficulties I encounter! I'm not afraid of it!"

Before he finished speaking, Dabai was knocked down by his mother!

Xiaoqi knocked down his son with one punch, then ran to the ring and struck the brass bell twelve times.

She raised her fists and let out an excited roar, finally understanding the pleasure of Taoist Luo Ping'an beating the children violently.

"Woohoo!!! Yeah! Win, win! There is no suspense! An overwhelming victory!"

Xueming hesitated to speak: "She, she."

"What is she so proud of? And he, my big treasure, what is he so excited about?"

"Why did they."

It’s too mysterious, Xueming doesn’t understand.

The winner, Xiao Qi, picked up her son and kissed her fiercely. It was the highest humiliation ceremony in the boxing ring and a mother's love for her son. She somersaulted down and took Jiang Bai to the infirmary for a physical examination. The entertainment area was also quiet. Come down.

"Come on, come on, brother Ming, I haven't done any tricks for a long time, come and practice, come and practice." Bu Liuxing climbed onto the ring neatly and got the blue boxing gloves and protective gear.

"I am Xiao Zhang now, do you want to beat up the medical staff?" Jiang Xueming dragged the second baby's arm as if in a French military salute, and surrendered before the fight started.

"Don't! Don't! Don't be like this! Oh!~" Bu Liuxing said with a bitter face: "Don't! Come on, brother! ~ Come on! ~ My sister-in-law won't be angry! Your wife is not that scary."

"No, I've only changed back for a few days," Jiang Xueming explained: "Look at my small arms and legs, I haven't gotten used to it yet."

Bu Liuxing took a closer look——

——Now Jiang Xueming has jumped to more than 180 centimeters, and his body is indeed a bit malnourished.

Xueming's height was originally only 172 centimeters, but the sudden extra ten centimeters took away a lot of physical essence.

With the help of Ms. Ukulele, when Xueming regained his male body, his bones were deformed in the weightless environment. It is difficult to say whether this overgrowth is beneficial or harmful. Originally, his body and soul were in a state of unity. After this operation, he had indeed canceled his disabled military certificate in Xiaohongshu. However, in the real world, these suddenly extra bones might retain some hidden diseases.

Its bone density is definitely not as strong as the previous physical body, and the sudden increase in wingspan will also affect the overall balance.

It's like kneading dough. The original M-size Jiang Xueming was a short and dimple with a wide frame that supported a body of strong muscles. Now this dump is stretched by the rolling pin, and this XL figure is all over the body. Something's not right.

He went to the shooting range to train in the past few days and wanted to pick up the firearm. The changes in his muscle structure caused his positioning ability to drop sharply, and his shooting results were even worse than Jason Megan.

The previous way of holding a gun cannot be used on this body. His fingers have become longer and his palms have become wider. The procedure of positioning the sight through the rear sight when holding the gun has also become cumbersome and requires readjustment. The muscle memory that could have been used to contract the core and fight the recoil was now unreliable.

"Hey! Bad!" Meteor said this, then thought: "But I can help you recover! Come on, come on, don't be lazy!"

"Isn't it appropriate?" Jiang Xueming glanced at the children in the entertainment room: "You want to do it in front of my little baby? Make a gesture with me?"

Meteor smiled mischievously: "Are you afraid of embarrassment? Hehehehehe!~"

"This is what you said." Jiang Xueming put Zhengyang down, got into the rope and walked to the red corner, put on all the protective gear, and repeatedly emphasized: "This is what you said."

Meteor licked his lips, the red stone man's warlike nature drove him to challenge powerful enemies.

"Come on, come on! Come on! Come and fight me!"

"Set the rules first." Jiang Xueming took off his fists and made gestures: "No eye penetration, no kicking in the crotch, no attacks on the back of the head, no use of soul power."

Meteor: "Come on! Come on, I know!"

Xueming put on his boxing gloves again and shouted to his son: "Ring the bell! Zhengyang! One round every three minutes!"

Zhengyang rushed to the referee's area and looked at his father nervously. The little baby had also seen his father and Uncle Meteor fight in the ring before. Dad always lost more than he won.

There is a huge gap in height and weight between Xueming and Meteor. If we just talk about unarmed combat, Meteor is no match for them.

"Are you ready?" Zhengyang asked, "Do you want to warm up?"

Xueming: "No need."

Meteor: "No need."

The two heads of the Anonymous Doe have never been in the habit of warming up. Xueming and Ah Xing said that gangsters will not wait for you to warm up.

Ding ding ding ding——

The moment the bell rang, Meteor lowered his fists, exposed his chin, and pressed in front of Brother Ming. He was almost ready to end the fight in the first round, which was Asing's fighting habit.

The lowered fist will leave Xueming's sight. This is a high-risk, high-reward gambling style that can turn simple striking skills into throwing skills and into a guessing game.

Xue Ming calmly gave way to Ah Xing. His steps were very steady, and he still gave way to the middle of the ring as before, making a move with great strides, and holding on tightly to defend.

Meteor wanted to chase after the punch, and before he could stand firmly, he tried with a jab.

This blockage hit Xueming's arm and he dodged it.

After talking to Zhu Chui again, Meteor confirmed the distance and did not rush in hastily.

He had a very strange feeling in his heart, and his previous experience of fighting with Brother Ming no longer worked!

It gets faster! Xueming's height gives him a wider field of vision, a larger stride and stronger mobility!

In the past, these consecutive attempts to push and pound would have been hit with a heavy cannon from the right hand. However, this time Ah Xing felt like he was kicked on an iron plate. His right hand was so idle that he could not lift it up at all.

Six bright red scars appeared on Xueming's right arm. They were cut by Meteor's range-finding jab, but there was no blood.

He never fought back, he just continued to walk in circles. As soon as the meteor started, he was like a slippery loach, ducking from the corner and sneaking to the other side.

At the beginning of the second round of testing, Ah Xing finally lost his patience. He forced Xueming into another corner, and when he saw the intention of diving and dodging again, he suddenly followed Xiao lower body.

He made a weird exaggerated expression, as if to scare his opponent, pouting and blowing bubbles.

"Durrulurrulu!~~~"

In an instant, this strange sound and expression can be regarded as a kind of mental pollution, which can make your enemy hesitate "What on earth is this guy doing?"

It's too late, it's too soon——

——In such a close distance, it is like rock-paper-scissors guessing for the two of them, there is no time to react!

Ah Xing opened his arms for a hug and brought Xueming to the ground!

As long as he can reach the ground, his weight will become an advantage, and his advantage will immediately turn into a victory!

The next second, Meteor kissed the floor of the ring fiercely.

He lost this second of memory, completely forgot the process, and couldn't remember what happened.

"Ah?"

When he got up, his calves and liver were still aching.

The echo still passed back and forth in the entertainment room, and it was the loud noise that came from the moment he fell to the ground.

"This move is useless to me." Xueming took off his gloves, shook his fingers, and said with a smile: "It's useless!~ I'm a warrior educated by Pankrasin, it's useless!"

"How did I lose!" Meteor got up and asked again and again: "Fuck! Fuck!"

Xueming climbed off the ring, kept recording on her phone, threw it into Ah Xing's hand, and then ran back to the infirmary to see his wife and children.

Meteor held his phone and thought about it, and then realized that Brother Ming's attack method had changed significantly——

——The moment he went to intercept Xueming and opened his hands to clamp down on the low target, two things happened.

Brother Ming is not completely lowered at all. His center of gravity is still in the middle line, and he has no intention of actively losing balance. Before Meteor started to lay out his attack, Xueming had already started casting his net to catch fish.

"Can you react at that distance?"

Meteor scratched his head hard, unable to imagine Xueming's reflexes. Is that the reaction ability of a thirty-year-old?

While he took the initiative to hug him, a fierce low kick hit his right leg without exposing half of his body——

——This kind of low sweeping kick with extremely small movement range also carries the combined force of the two people, creating a counterattack effect.

At the moment when he kicked Meteor's calf to create an imbalance, Xueming's right fist landed on Meteor's belly almost simultaneously. At this moment, Meteor lost consciousness and was subdued by a combination of hands and feet.

"This balance." Meteor gasped when he saw his eyes rolled up, "It's so outrageous."

Normally, in order to ensure the quality of the attack, boxers will only mobilize the strength of one limb in competitive sports fighting, punching once, or punching continuously, instead of punching the left and right punches at the same time. This is the development of the human body. The force method limits the boxer's technical and tactical style.

Xueming had just used the strength of his right arm and right leg at the same time, almost doing two things at once, clearly dividing the offensive routes. This was a test of core strength, the grasp of balance, and the idea of ​​​​arranging attacks in techniques and tactics. High requirements.

This height of ten centimeters gives Xueming a greater range to detect enemies. The sweeping and kicking action is like a whip. The length of the whip rope determines the impact of the kick. It can also bring boxing, which is a bit incredible. That's it - it's Meteor's knowledge blind spot.

Xueming needs to get used to this physical body again in terms of shooting, but in the field of hand-to-hand combat, he has been severely beaten in the royal court and is not in the same world as Meteor.

"One more round!~Brother Ming"

Ah Xing shouted——

"——Who are you calling?" Xueming poked his head out.

Meteor immediately changed his tune——

"——Doctor Zhang! Doctor Zhang! I won't help you with your rehabilitation! Please help me! Don't always look at your sister-in-law! Look at me!~"

A little dust settled in the office on the second floor.

When the meteor fell to the ground, it shook the dust from the cracks in the wooden wall.

Tangning held Anna's tail in her hands and was so anxious that she was sweating.

Anna's face turned pale: "Can't you untie it?"

Tangning: "I'm already working hard."

Anna: "Why don't we just cut it off? Use a panacea to repair it?"

"Don't, it's such a waste." Tangning suddenly exerted her strength.

Anna: "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!!!! Be gentle!"

Outside the office door, Sister Hong brought guests to ask to see the anonymous talker.

Hearing the movement at the door, Sister Hong was confused. Before the guests could ask questions,

Sister Hong, who has a very high emotional intelligence, decided to draw a clear line between being a guest and being a guest. She asked politely with several guests.

"With an earth dragon? Has he always played with such a big one?"

The guests understood immediately and analyzed it rationally.

"Boss's arrangements all make sense."

"I have no clue either."

"Oh, maybe General Crying taught this etiquette to Mr. Tangning?"

Sister Hong immediately picked up the customer as it came, and went to the first floor to wait, leaving the problem to others, with no intention of saying a good word to the customer.

Two dark young men came in from the front door.

Sister Hong was so frightened that she drew her gun on the spot——

——After taking a closer look, I realized that Foianini and Billy the Kid were back.

"Oh oh oh! Oh!" Billy raised his hands in the air: "No! It's me!"

Foianini: "Sister Hong, no no no no! No no no no!"

Sister Hong held the gun with confusion on her face: "I only knew that there were signs of infection in Furuicon, but I didn't expect that you would work with a black guy and your race would change when you came back."

"The sun in the 54th district is too hot." Foianini vomited bitterly: "It's only been half a month, and I'm already as tanned as a Guangzhou person."

Looking outside the door, in front of the Prince's Hall, a new bronze statue was erected in the Fountain Square.

BOSS held the gunsmith's urn with a solemn expression, and placed the box on the pedestal in front of the bronze statue in full view of everyone.

In the eyes of more than two hundred people, it stretched out its paws, took out a handful of goat milk powder from the urn, and took a big mouthful of the gunsmith's ashes in order to finish telling this hellish joke.

"It's a blessing, hmm."

"My favorite passenger and I will always be together."

"For those who are still on the road, Radio Abyss Train will always be with them on the road."

"I am your good friend, Wang Xiaomei, the counter anchor of the Comprehensive Council of Five Kings."

"It has reached twelve o'clock in the evening in Asia. Go further to Dusk Pass, and the next anchor will continue to tell you new stories."

"Here is a message from an apprentice gunsmith named Billy Horn - who works in Jane Doe's workshop."

“Let’s use a short story brought by this legendary apprentice as the final dessert of today’s radio program.”

"He said--"

"——The first relationship in life is like a chance encounter on the train. There will always be regrets and the imperfections of youth. This also happened during the journey from District 54 back to District 1 of Nine Realms. thing."

"In order not to disturb my good friend's sleep, I decided to sit separately from Foianini, went to another carriage, and found a seat at random."

"Another strange girl found her seat. She and I were side by side, and neither of us spoke."

"Maybe it was the anonymous craftsman's badge that gave this girl an inexplicable sense of security. She actually fell asleep on my shoulder."

"There are so many people coming and going. Travelers walking between the carriages will take a second look when passing by, but I can't move at all."

"Two hours later, she stood up with a strange expression, still without speaking, and hurried away into the distance, to a small town I had never heard of or seen. We parted ways for the day, and one day we would meet again. "

"Asian friends! See you tomorrow!~"

“That’s it for today’s forced class, good night Makabaka!~”