Super thriller live broadcast

This woman who looked very similar to Lu Xing blocked the car door. The situation was critical. Her attitude was crucial to Master Wang and me.

The woman also recognized me. She frowned slightly and hid one hand in her sleeve, as if she was preparing some kind of killing move.

"Do you know each other?" Master Wang has a sharp eye, and he can see the subtle relationship between me and this woman at a glance: "No. 12, who is this?"

I shook my head. I didn't know the details of that woman: "She and I were both passengers in the carriage on October 29th."

"Since we are all passengers, it is natural to work together." Master Wang showed a kind smile. He could not tell that it was him who just closed the iron door and cut off the life of his companions with his own hands: "Come to help, this door belongs to us The last hope.”

At this time, the train had not stopped and the door had not been opened. The conductor in the October 28 carriage rushed towards me, getting closer and closer.

A few of us hurriedly held up the iron door in the middle of the carriage. After a moment of hesitation, the strange woman not only did not come to help, but stayed away.

Her actions made Master Wang and I a little dissatisfied, but it’s not easy to worry about it now.

"Bang!"

The monster that the flight attendant turned into slammed into the iron door between the two carriages. The glass of the carriage was shattered. The loud noise made Feng Minglong back up and sit down on the ground.

"Trash! Come here quickly!" Master Wang cursed secretly, and the train slowly stopped. In this moment of life and death, any strength is extremely precious.

"You can't run away! I'm going to frame you in a portrait and hang it in the train forever!" The conductor kept bumping into each other, and the carriages behind her were completely messed up. The passengers in the October 27th carriage were awakened. The memory of death, running and screaming in the carriage, was so noisy that it also woke up the passengers in the carriage on October 28th.

Broken and bloody people stood up from their seats one by one. Through the small window, the scene on the other side of the carriage was like hell.

Memories returned, and the passengers regained their appearance before death. Some of them died in the hospital, with fine needle holes left by high-frequency injections remaining on their bodies. Others were in car accidents, their bodies were mutilated and beyond recognition, with twisted and folded torsos. Running in the carriage.

There were so many that commotion broke out in several carriages. Passengers panicked along the aisles. Most of them did not know that they were dead. When they saw other people around them, panic spread again.

I saw with my own eyes that some people left the carriages they were in and ran towards the deepest part of the train, towards the endless carriages where the memories of all sentient beings were hung.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The sound of crashing by the flight attendants was endless, the iron door was loose, and half of my body was numb. Master Wang was in the same situation as me, extremely embarrassed.

"Hold on!"

"Is this guy crazy? The passengers on the entire train have already rioted, why is she still clinging to us?" Master Wang was annoyed. According to his original plan, the flight attendant should be very busy at this time, so how could he still hold on to us? I was able to take care of him, but the reality was hugely different from his plan.

The steward's eyes were on fire. Although he turned into a monster, he did not lose his mind. There were bloodshot eyes in his eyes. He identified Master Wang and me and vowed to capture us.

"Damn it, I can't hold on any longer!" Master Wang yelled. His body was covered with dense black cracks like burnt porcelain. His originally swollen head became even more swollen. I don't know whether it was due to congestion or fear. Scary.

I gritted my teeth. I could only hold on to the current situation. I couldn't imagine what would happen if I gave up. If I fell into the hands of the flight attendant, it would be difficult for me to die. I would probably be tortured by her for a long time.

"Bang!" When Master Wang and I were desperately holding on to the iron door, the train finally stopped, and the train door opened at this moment!

Master Wang and I coincided with each other, without any hesitation at all. The moment we found the car door open, we let go and backed away, jumping directly out of the car.

When my feet stepped on the solid ground, I was even a little unaccustomed to it. I used my hands and feet together, and with a deep fear, I stayed far away from the train behind me.

I ran more than ten meters in one breath before I dared to look back.

The flight attendant stood at the door of the train, her mutated body holding the door. She seemed unable to get off the train, but kept roaring and shouting at the door of the train: "Luxing! Luxing..."

"Shout, shout. If you want revenge from now on, go to Lu Xing. I'm just a fake." I muttered. When the train started again, I completely relaxed. This live broadcast mission was finally completed.

"Ding!" As I ran off the train, the underworld show mobile phone received a text message: "The live broadcast task is to enter Jiangcheng Beijiao Subway Station at midnight and early morning. Complete it by taking the last train as Lu Xing. One point will be awarded."

The live broadcast task was completed, and a big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground. It was really thrilling to escape from the death train this time, and a lot of it was due to luck.

"In the carriage on October 27th, Xu Qin appeared and saved me once; in the carriage on October 28th, the homeless man blocked a disaster for me; in the carriage on October 26th, Master Wang appeared and helped me again , the causes I planted during my lifetime became the fruits of my return on the train. Without them, I would have no possibility of escape. But on the other hand, precisely because of me, their fate will be different." I took back my thoughts, I looked through my pockets and found that the brocade bag that Mrs. Wen gave me was still in it. I touched it carefully and found that there seemed to be something else in the brocade bag.

"The old man has given me great help. I will definitely give this brocade bag to her descendants." Without opening it out of curiosity, I dusted myself off and stood up. Suddenly my hand touched something, that The porcelain bowl filled with Wangyou water has been stuffed in my arms. Surprisingly, the water in it has not spilled at all: "How did I bring this thing out? Now think about it, the flight attendant was chasing after me. Let it go, is it because I snatched this bowl?"

It doesn't matter what the answer is anymore. I will keep this strange thing away and won't let it be exposed to others easily.

"Mr. Lu...where are we?"

A familiar male voice came from behind me, and I turned around to see Feng Minglong standing next to me with a helpless expression.

"Why are you down too?"

"That monster looks like it wants to eat people. Isn't it forced by the situation..." Feng Minglong looked around. The sky was as dark as ink, with no stars, moon, or even a trace of cloud. The only light around was the big ball in my hand. screen mobile phone.

Feng Minglong's words made me dumbfounded, but deep down in my heart I still had a little doubt about this man and did not completely trust him.

"On the 12th, this stop is the Earth Temple you mentioned? Where should we go next?" Master Wang had no idea at this time, "Since you know the name of this stop, you should also know how to get back. Are you going to Jiangcheng?"

"Back to Jiangcheng? What do you think is beautiful?" I spread my hands, "I know this stop is called Tutu Temple. Someone once got off at this stop. As for where exactly this place is located, and in which direction of Jiangcheng , I know nothing.”

"The train went underground, but when we got off the train, we found it was on the ground. It was weird, so weird." Master Wang writes suspense novels and is good at layout and logical analysis, but no matter how much he thinks, he can't figure it out.

The most critical point is that time and space are completely confusing to him. Any reasoning and analysis requires a most basic comparison axis. Time and location are coordinates, but the master Wang does not know these two.

"You don't have to be too entangled. If we want to break the situation, the key lies in that woman." I pointed at the two-faced woman who was walking away alone: ​​"When we ran to the door of Car No. 29, she was already waiting. There, it means that she was planning to get off at this stop, and she must know a lot of inside information."

"So, are we three grown men going to control her?" Feng Minglong stared at the double-faced woman's back. Her graceful figure attracted people's imagination. He had never seen the double-faced woman's appearance on the train. .

"Don't underestimate anyone. In this completely unfamiliar place, we'd better be cautious." I have my own concerns. Master Wang and Feng Minglong may be just a wisp of lonely souls. The identity of the two-faced woman is mysterious. I should try my best not to provoke him. Don't mess with it.

"It makes sense, let's follow her first, it depends on the situation." Master Wang said, and the three of us quickly reached an agreement, using the light of our mobile phones to follow the two-faced woman from a distance.

There is no light in the sky and there is a dark wind. Walking in this strange place, you can't tell whether you are underground or above ground.