The Last Train to Hell

I don't know if the man in the suit is real, meeting us at the back door.

But if he is so worried about me, he shouldn't leave me here by myself.

Duanmei's skills are quite nimble, even though he is older than me.

But what the Celestial Body can do in one day is many times better than that of a young man like me.

Speaking of which, it’s quite embarrassing for a young man like me. After all, I can’t do anything well and I don’t have anything left to eat.

Watching Duanmei climb over the wall, I breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know who shouted at me from behind?

The voice sounded like a man in a suit.

I instinctively wanted to turn around and turned my head half way back.

Suddenly I remembered that the man in the suit had been telling me not to look back before I came in.

So he would never call me behind my back.

I wanted to turn my head back and found the thing that was fighting with Duanmei just now.

That is, those things that I had never seen suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Now I saw them, and they saw me.

I was held tightly by several spirits. They kept grabbing my hands, my arms and the clothes on my body.

I waved the dagger in my hand and reluctantly pulled them open by my hand.

But even if I open their hands, I still can't get out.

Duanmei was anxious outside the iron gate. Seeing that he was about to turn back again, I hurriedly shouted to him.

"Don't worry about me when you get back. I'll be out right away."

I struggled alone and could always get out.

Since Duanmei can see these things, he won't be able to help me if he comes in.

Instead, they will join me in trouble.

I was thinking of a solution, but when I was distracted, I was scratched by the spirit again.

This time, a cut was made directly on my right hand, above the elbow.

The arm holding the dagger couldn't use any strength.

Seeing my movements getting slower and slower, I knew something was not going well.

If it continues like this, it will be a question of whether I can climb up.

I turned my head and shouted at Duanmei.

"Go quickly and go find the man in the suit outside. Ask him to come and rescue me. Just say that I accidentally turned around and got entangled in these things and couldn't get out."

The man in the suit may not come to save the broken eyebrow, but he will definitely come to save me.

Because my meaning is far more important than having my eyebrows broken.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, the meaning of eyebrow cutting is much more important than mine.

Because a veteran police officer is more meaningful to the citizens, while I am just a person who is just waiting to die.

When you die, you just give a place to others.

Duanmei didn't hesitate, he was always very clear-minded.

Looking at the current situation, I know that it will not help if I come in.

Of course, he would immediately turn around and seek foreign aid.

Watching him leave, I concentrated on guarding the spirits in front of me.

He took out the bell from his pocket and shook it.

Just discover these things and the sound the bell makes.

Nothing happened.

In other words, my bell is useless to them this time!

I didn't place my hope on the bell at first, so I put the bell back into my pocket.

He kept waving the dagger, which was indeed a bit small.

Fortunately, the copper coin on it seems to have some special function.

After encountering those spirits, they will suffer indescribable attacks, which seem to be magic attacks.

Without the help of these copper coins, I would have been defeated long ago.

I feel like my head actually hurts a bit. After all, there are a lot of these things coming one after another.

I want to escape from them, it is not easy.

I guess now I can just head towards the iron gate and rush over.

But halfway up, he had to be pulled down by the hands of these spirits.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are extremely powerful. It is simply too easy to kill me.

It's really not easy for me to escape from their hands.

I am a little worried, but I am not discouraged. I will always work hard to survive.

It’s not like we are really in a desperate situation now. Even if we are in a desperate situation, can’t we still survive?

I looked around and found that there were fewer spirits near the iron gate.

I kept retreating towards the iron gate, with three or four spirits surrounding me.

Although these three or four spirits will hurt me.

It also made me a little overwhelmed, but it didn't break through my defenses.

In other words, if I only face these three or four spirits, I will not collapse directly.

At least it can last for a few hours.

In fact, I am really curious. Before I came here, Duanmei had been persisting for a long time.

I don't know exactly how long he lasted, but he looked scarred.

At least those who have persisted for two or three hours and have gone through systematic training.

It's really different!

Look at me again, the more I look at me, the more I look like a piece of trash!

Feeling disgusted with myself, I still didn't dare to slow down the movements of my hands.

I don’t know when the dagger was stained with my own blood.

I held it and became more and more comfortable.

When I slashed at those spirits, I felt a sense of relief in my heart.

I think this dagger is definitely not simple.

This mahogany dagger looks unremarkable, but it actually has something inside it.

And when I raised my hand just now, I accidentally touched the dagger on the iron door behind me.

The dagger and iron made a metallic collision sound.

I touched the dagger in my hand. It was obviously made of wood. Why did it make a metallic sound?

Now is not the time for me to be curious about this, but I still want to know more or less.

What is the dagger made of? Could it be wood with iron wrapped inside?

Or maybe it has gone through so many years and killed countless ghosts, so it has the ability to cut iron like mud.

If someone else took out a wooden dagger and told me that this thing can cut iron like mud.

I would definitely not believe it, but this thing was made by the man in a suit.

I more or less believe that this thing can cut iron like mud.

If it can really cut iron like mud, it would be a good thing.

It is definitely more than enough for me to use it for self-defense.

Speaking of which, I, a big man with big shoulders and waist, have basically never encountered gangsters.

The only thing is that I have a bad fate, or bad luck.

If I am targeted by those people in Jinsuo City, I may encounter some strange things.

For example, I am fighting a large group of ghosts now.

If an unknown person came in from outside and walked straight in here.

Without looking back, he would definitely not notice these ghosts. Instead, he would only see me here alone and like a madman.

In this short while, many ghosts have gathered in front of me.

But they were all stopped behind and could not come in.

This made me very happy.