Rebirth of the World Traveller

Everyone has their own story.

You, me, as well as him and her.

It's just that most people's stories are a little ordinary for most people.

But Zheng Bingguo enjoys his ordinary.

In fact, he should not be an ordinary person.

念 When studying at the police academy 20 years ago, Zheng Bingguo was even a man of the moment.

From the first time he came into contact with firearms, he felt that he had a natural affinity for these cold things.

He can disassemble a pistol into a pile of parts in 5 seconds. Assemble these parts again in 7 seconds, raise the gun in 0.7 seconds, and shoot.

Since he entered the First Police Academy in Seoul, in four years, the champion of the shooting competition has never fallen into the hands of others.

In addition to the ability to use firearms, his physical quality is also outstanding.

It's like playing basketball, he can stand up and take a slam dunk. This is very powerful among Koreans who are generally not tall.

But he seems unwilling to make himself better.

In addition to playing with guns as an interest, he never participated in any additional exercises that can improve his physical fitness, except for the physical training he arranged in school.

Zheng Bingguo understands that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. But he was unwilling to assume those so-called responsibilities. Not even willing to be a police officer.

The police profession is just a decent job for him. He can support his family, get married and have children, and then live forever in his own small world.

When he graduated, due to his excellent ability to use firearms, he was selected to the Special Event Task Force under the Republic of Korea Police Agency and became a backup player. Because of the special nature of the ad hoc group, even the reserve players have their own guns.

He is also in love with this gun of his own. It can even be said that the gun has several scratches on each part.

A year later, however, he was transferred from the ad hoc group and became an ordinary patrolman at the Busan Police Station.

In the year of the ad hoc group, he participated in more than 30 operations, large and small. But in the face of the wicked gangster, he never fired a shot. Even once, a gangster pierced his thigh with an iron plier, and he did not fire back.

When he was investigated, he said this: My gun is a benevolent gun. It knows how to value life. Even though this life is sometimes blinded by sin.

After Xun became a patrol officer, Zheng Bingguo completed his lifelong event. He married a local elementary school teacher in Busan and gave birth to a child the following year. He is very satisfied with his life.

He was transferred again after two years.

When the child was two years old, during a night patrol, he encountered a robber who robbed a woman with a sharp blade. At this moment, as a policeman, instead of fighting the robber, he knelt down and asked the robber to let himself and the woman go. Finally, the robber took the phone and wallet he snatched, and laughed away.

Then, in the complaint of the robbed woman, he was transferred from the Busan Police Station and became a police officer. Shuttles thousands of kilometers every day.

Zheng Bingguo was not too dissatisfied with this. On the train, all he encountered were little hair thieves, and it was easy to deal with them. The only disadvantage is that I spend less time with my wife and children.

But only if you are always safe, you are responsible for the mother and son! He said to himself.

In a blink of an eye, six years passed.

He did not expect that on this bus, he would meet a gangster with a gun. He had a thorough knowledge of firearms, and even saw at a glance that the gangster's hand was a desert eagle with great lethality.

很少 Few people use this kind of gun. Although the power is huge, the weight of two kilograms and the huge recoil force are very unsuitable for long-term use.

Also, it has a fatal problem-easy to jam.

So people who like to use this kind of gun generally have two characteristics: they are powerful and know the gun very well.

Power Nature does not care about the weight of the gun and can resist its recoil. Knowing the firearm can deal with it quickly when it becomes jammed.

It's hard to imagine that this gun is used by a thin **** who is only 16 or 17 years old.

But Zheng Bingguo dare not take risks.

So he would rather be stunned. Unwilling to fight the man at the risk of being hit by a single shot. That's a desert eagle. If you hit a shot on your leg, you can't keep it. If he was shot, no accident would happen, and Xiaoming would be gone.

So he would rather whisper, as he had faced the robber.

I mentioned that the girl in the bathroom was just the way he distracted the guy.

Of course, using this method made him feel uncomfortable. Although he consciously obscured the time, the **** thought the girl had just entered the bathroom. In fact, he had seen the girl more than ten minutes ago.

What a mess, there was only a girl in that compartment.

Even if she wasn't in the bathroom, it would be a problem for the daring pervert to see it.

This is the first question that Zheng Bingguo thought of when he woke up.

Although he never felt like a good person, he never wanted to let an unfamiliar girl be hurt because of himself.

Look at the watch.

I still have this day, 1:40 am.

Calculate time, it should only faint for more than 20 minutes.

Hmm, it should be too late.

呼叫 Call support first.

He picked up the walkie-talkie on the ground, but found that it seemed to have just broken. No sound when pressed.

The mobile phone is there, but whether it is the train conductor or the flight attendant, they do not bring mobile phones when they work. When they get in the car, they put their mobile phone in the locker, and they don't take it out until they get out of the car.

Zheng Bingguo slowly stood up and thought about it, but decided to go out and take a look first.

As I stood up, he felt his swollen back of his head.

"Hum, it must be a little rookie. It ’s not powerful and the technique is poor. But the set of actions used to attack itself is very smooth and very fierce. Plus the gun. Several elements seem It should be contradictory. What kind of person is this? "

I opened a gap in the bathroom door, and Zheng Bingguo just saw a figure passing by the bathroom door.

I'm that girl!

"It seems nothing happened." Zheng Bingguo was very happy.

No, her body seems strange.

Why did she walk like this? And why is her head bent? Why is the hand twisted so strangely?

Zheng Bingguo opened the door a little more, leaned out, and looked after the girl's back.

"It looks very quiet in the carriage." In Zheng Bingguo's sight, most passengers were lying on their seats and sleeping. A few were not asleep or talking softly. Or read a magazine. Or listen to music.

At this time, the girl has come to the first row of passengers.

That is a fat man in his 40s. Sleeping with her head tilted. I don't know what amusing things I dreamed about, but a stupid smile appeared on the corner of my mouth. There was a silver thread running down the corner of his mouth. Well, that's saliva.

For a moment, the girl who was still moving slowly while walking had hit the man like a cheetah.

Watching the girl's head clinging to the man's neck, Zheng Bingguo thought for a moment that he had just woke up and had hallucinations. What is she doing?

At the same time, the man dreaming in his sleep was also awakened by the sudden pain. But he just lay there, and his throat made a "He ~~~" sound. The limbs still hang down, swinging slightly. Seems to be overwhelmed and unable to move.

A young man in sportswear sitting next to the man was listening to music, and was also shocked at this time. He stood up in surprise and shouted, "What are you doing ~~ you ~~." Because of nervousness, even his voice trembled.

Then, many people in the carriage were startled by his shout.

Someone came around to take a look.

There is also a middle-aged man in a white shirt trying to pull the girl's shoulder. "Hey! What are you doing! Get out of this man."

He pulled the girl's shoulder without much effort. Or maybe the girl was ready to turn her head.

He met him with a blood-stained face. The bones of the white eyeballs kept spinning, weird and unspeakable.

The man in the shirt was startled and stepped back quickly. It's too late.

The girl turned over and jumped from the fat man to the shirt man.

Then in the horrified eyes of everyone, the fat man trembled and stood up with his body twisted. His eyes became like girls. The sound of "He ~~~" in his mouth turned out from his throat, as if the throat knot kept turning inside his neck.

人 The people who first came around were already scared and started to step back, but more people who were startled by the sound came around.

He retreated one step forward and collided in a small space. Someone squeezed out successfully. Someone else successfully squeezed in. Others fell to the ground after the collision. Everyone messed up.

Then, the shirt man stood up strangely like a fat man ...

Zheng Bingguo watched one person fall, and watched them stand up again.

I stand up even more terrible than falling down.

Because it was only the dead that fell down, but the one who stood up turned into death.

Hit him a moment and then retract his head.

When she closed the toilet door, she was very careful. On the one hand, I want to close it quickly, and on the other hand, I am afraid of making a sound to startle those people who are not like ghosts or ghosts.

He made a small movement, but it took nearly a minute, and the rapid sweat continued to flow from his forehead, cheek, and nose.

At this time, he suddenly missed his matching gun in the special incident ad hoc group. It seemed that only the merciful gun was enough to give him a little courage.

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There was a steady stream of screams, collisions of various things, and calls for help ...

Zheng Bingguo didn't dare to look any further, curled up and tried to move away from the door.

Ke Keben is such a small space, there is not much space to allocate at all.

He can only shrink and tighten, shrink and tighten ...

I don't know how long it has been, and the sounds of all kinds are getting less and less.

But he seemed to hear footsteps coming from the door, getting closer and closer ...

Zheng Bingguo held his breath.

第 一次 He felt for the first time that breathing was a burden.

Fortunately, the sound of footsteps did not stop in front of him, and continued to go forward.

Zheng Bingguo suddenly felt grateful to the kid with the gun.

If it wasn't for him and he was still outside, maybe he had already become a walking dead at this moment.

I remembered those white eyes, and he shuddered.

What should I do next?

Zheng Bingguo asked himself.

The hands on the watch now point to 2:05. The nearest station is two hours away.

He looked at the windows in his hands.

The scenery outside seems to be running backwards quickly.

Jump through the window to escape?

I don't mention that the train runs at such a high speed, jumping is a life of death.

The sound of smashing glass may attract those monsters.

How to do? How to do?

boom! boom! boom!

Zheng Bingguo believes that he will not hear wrong!

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