The Anarchic Consort

At this time, even the ordinary people sitting in the train, they heard the huge sound of the roof, and each one was posted on the window and looked out.

In addition, this train is one of the few green leather trains in mainland China. The only remaining ones are in Yuncheng.

Unlike other generals, the green leather train's windows can be opened.

The younger person couldn’t resist the curiosity at all, and opened the window with a panic and opened his head.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't stretch, it's dumbfound.

"So, what is that?"

"Fly, plane?"

"The plane that stopped on the train?! You won't be wrong!"

"I can't be nearsighted, I don't believe you see it yourself!"

The turmoil in the carriage was even bigger, and even the girls looked at the window and looked out.

The powerful airflow formed by the propeller of the aircraft is simply not easy to ignore.

The people on the train are all crazy, take out the phone to start taking photos and send Weibo.

Weibo content is nothing more than: "Have you seen such a rich person, and directly opened a private plane to the train."

"There is a figure on one side of the plane. The visuals are very high and certainly very handsome!"

"Don't anyone find out that today's moon seems to be a special round? There is also a private plane. Why is it that someone else is not me!"

"Overbearing president! Absolutely a hegemonic president!"

"How many people in the country have private planes, if the other party is very handsome, I will jump now!"

The microblog content of netizens ignited the entire network with absolute enthusiasm. Without anyone's notice, it caused local attention.

For a time, all the media were reporting on this matter, even in the middle of the night, it still became the headline that they will break the news tomorrow.

But it is also because it is late at night.

Local authorities can quickly take measures, and no one else has directly blocked the words "private aircraft parked on the roof of the train" before seeing this news.

And gave the official explanation, saying that the private plane was forced to descend because there was no oil in the air, and it was very intimate with the map. I hope that everyone will not pass on the rumors.

The microblogs that people on the train had sent were all blocked for various reasons.

After controlling the public opinion, the side of the network immediately dialed a phone call from a superior in Yuncheng.

At this time, above the roof of the car, when the shocking Jun Angmei face of Bai Lijiajue appeared in front of the eyes, everyone was forced to take a breath of cold air.

As he walked, the black feathers fell down one by one and landed at his feet.

When the old Liuyi looked at this situation, he felt that it was wrong. When he reached out and grabbed his hand, he took a hand down and stepped back.

Following the management of the sixth, it was the man who took away the evil spirits. He didn’t know what happened in the dining room. He thought that the other person was looking for a sly, and the voice was very loud: "Do you know this? Whose land is the train, parked here?"

The Bailijiajue did not speak, and the hand inserted in the black trouser pocket suddenly came out.

The black shadow behind him had already raised a pistol there, and it seems that he had long known that men would use it.

Did not make any stops between the hands.

"Hey..." a gunshot.

That matter, the hand reached over the chest, and the blood was sprayed everywhere.

All the people on the roof of the car stayed in the same place.

When people lie down, they react. The guy opposite is not only rich, he is still very difficult to deal with.

No, no.

It is very difficult to deal with!

The old sixth also has guns on their side, but on the mainland, the fierce madmen will be afraid to shoot.

Unlike the Barry, the human being is nothing but a peculiar food in his eyes. When he shoots, he is more casual.

He elegantly fiddled with the gun in his hand, and the muzzle pointed at a man who was a strong man.

People reacted to this, and all the objects he shot were locked in the compartment.

That is to say who blocked his way, who is going to die.

Without their imagination, the other party said soft words for mercy and no excitement.

Because after the shooting, the bullets that were shot out were equally good, and the ones were held in the palm of the hand by the man.

Then, all are released.

A few bangs rang.

They shot a few bullets, and the one lying next to them would increase.

The traffickers who smuggled hundreds of miles on the ground were lying on the ground, their mouths constantly spurting blood, and consciousness began to scatter.

He heard someone say, "The owner, the position of the little master has been confirmed, in the No. 10 compartment."

Suddenly, the man smiled, the smile was very arrogant, and there was a demon in the cold, which made people shudder: "You stay, you are responsible for sweeping the tail, how to eat if you want to eat."

At that moment, the people on the roof noticed the black fog rising behind the man, and a pair of blood-red eyes were hidden in the night, as if they could swallow everything.

The trafficker looked at the behemoth that was getting more and more into himself. He wanted to yell, but he found that his throat could not make a sound, and only the blood kept rushing out.

The kind of bitter man who was chewed, let him start to regret who was abducted, and sold the two boys.

He looked back at the carriage, and found that their boss had long since disappeared.

Fear is like a tide that invades all of his cells. He struggles to crawl back, but he has not escaped the fate of being eaten.

The **** smell in the night, as Helen Weiwei expected, the old sixth just took a head, and soon retracted the carriage, and the look was ugly, like the roof. There was a flood of beasts, and even the hands shook.

He didn't want to think about the clothes of the nine sons and ghosts: "Master, there is a monster outside, no, not a monster, a group, a group of monsters!"

"You calm down." The nine sons and ghosts also realized that something was wrong, but no matter how powerful the demon, it would not be her opponent.

Hearing the voice of the nine sons and ghosts, the sixth child remembered the people around him and the wealthy businessmen. He didn’t talk any more, but his eyes were more vigilant than ever, he took a shot and looked at his eyes motionless. At the car door, just wait for someone to appear and shoot immediately.

"He must have been scared by my father." When Baili went to the evil, he spoke with a special ridicule: "My father is really not very good."

Helian Weiwei: ... **** male, long is not handsome, not saved.

"Come on!" Baili Shangxie looked at the blood of the car door suddenly.

The cool, straight, straight figure of the night sang along with the devil's singer, step by step and walked over...