The Last Train to Hell

Are there any gods in the world who are not afraid?

Not only am I curious, but he may also have doubts in his heart.

Do your best and leave the rest to fate.

"God will not ignore the lives of ordinary people. There are always ways to deal with it. We just need to do our part. Do you want to carry forward the Yizhuang family? It is not a simple thing to carry it forward. You must at least be like me to have the right to speak, otherwise you will always be a joke in the Taoist sect. Only if your fist is strong enough can you be regarded as an elder of others."

I nodded. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this statement.

Only if your fist is strong enough can you convince people.

I think so too. If your fist is not strong enough, even if I try my best, I may not be able to make people believe me.

What's more, I am not a person who can fool people. My mouth is not very sharp.

Maybe my attitude is good, the man in the suit patted my shoulder.

It seems that if the young man works hard, promotion and salary increase are just around the corner.

I turned around and left the room. The zombie dressed in Qing Dynasty clothes was still floating outside the window.

I felt that he was scary when I looked at him, so I followed the man in suit and left the room.

Anyway, we were not in the room, so he could float there if he wanted to.

He should not be able to come in. If he could come in, the man in suit would not leave so directly.

I began to think about when and how to use the Qingxin Mantra to successfully rescue Lin Hualong.

The man in suit saw me flipping through the book and frowning, and knew that I was definitely not giving up.

He didn't say much. After all, Lin Hualong had done me a favor, and it was human nature for me to find ways to save him.

It was also what I should have done.

Things did not go as smoothly as I thought. When I went out that night, I went there more than half an hour earlier.

I started shaking my bell at the door of the security room and passed the Qingxin Mantra I remembered through the bell.

But the room was quiet, without any movement?

I even suspected that there was no one in the room.

Just when I was about to put the bell away, something suddenly touched me from behind.

I turned my head suddenly and found Lin Hualong standing there with a joking look on his face, which was quite weird.

Seeing his weird smile, I knew that this person here would definitely not be Lin Hualong.

He would definitely not make such a weird expression. If it was him, I would perform eating shit upside down.

I guess he was Jin Suocheng in disguise.

Jin Suocheng was also very leisurely and elegant. He could even pretend to be Lin Hualong to scare me.

But I have to say that his disguise was quite successful. No, he was Lin Hualong.

It was just that Jin Suocheng invaded his body and successfully controlled him in the future.

"Captain Jin, come to me, what's the matter? We celebrities don't need to talk in secret. What do you plan to do to Lin Hualong? How can you let him go?"

I don't know where I got the courage, and I suddenly started to challenge Jin Suocheng.

Maybe I was not facing the real Jin Suocheng, but just a puppet controlled by him.

He can't do anything to me.

Plus, I have a little bit of skills now.

I thought I could speak with my back straight.

Maybe Jinsuocheng also understood the reason, and suddenly walked in front of me.

I saw him lift his feet, and I didn't have time to react.

He flew directly into the air, and finally Jinsuocheng, who was holding Lin Hualong's body, returned to the security room.

He didn't pay any attention to me, I knew he didn't want to kill me.

Maybe for some reason, he couldn't do it directly to me, I was very curious.

What kind of reason bound Jinsuocheng so that he could only take my life through other people's hands?

And he couldn't really do it directly to me, which made me very curious.

It also made me think that this was a very important way to kill Jinsuocheng.

Maybe I could make him break his oath, and then be backlashed and die directly.

If this can get rid of him, it doesn't matter if I die.

I got up from the ground and patted the dirt on my body.

When I was about to continue to provoke him, a word suddenly came from the room.

I don't know whether it was Jin Suocheng or Lin Hualong who said this to me, but it was a strange sentence anyway.

"Don't try to provoke you, you can't provoke people, and patience is not without bottom line."

This sentence sounded like a warning, but also like a reminder.

That's why I was particularly confused. I looked at the time and it was almost time.

I didn't dare to stay here any longer, so I could only reluctantly return to the company's underground garage.

After taking the bus back and forth for so many months, I was already familiar with the underground garage, and couldn't be more familiar.

Even if it was an underground garage with little light, I could find the last bus of No. 14.

And the model of the last bus of No. 14 was actually a little different from other cars.

Although it was not obvious at first glance, if you look closely, you will find that the whole car of the last bus of No. 14 looks particularly out of place.

And every time you have to preheat it, that should be a step that buses in the 1970s and 1980s would need.

And the last bus of No. 14 is like a vehicle with a brand new shell, but all the parts are very old.

I preheated the car in advance as usual.

Then I drove out on time. This time, nothing was on the car. It was very quiet until we reached Shan'ao Village.

I thought of the scene of them standing in a row last night and getting into the soil one after another.

I felt a little flustered, and I was too anxious when I went out today. I couldn't even bring the incense burner with me.

I was a little flustered because the incense burner was not with me.

But fortunately, I also had my own tools in my hands. Even if the incense burner was not with me, I could deal with some emergencies.

Thinking of this, I was not so scared.

But just when I was just relaxed, there was a knock on the door.

I turned my head and saw an old woman with a hunched back standing at the door of the car.

Judging from the clothes she was wearing, she seemed to be from the Miao ethnic group.

But why would a Miao person appear in Shan'ao Village?

And how did he know that there would be the last bus of Route 14 here? I didn't dare to take it lightly.

Besides, the last bus of Route 14 could not keep people out.

I could only open the door reluctantly.

The old woman was hunched over, but even so, she must be about 16.

I felt that when she stood up straight, she would be almost as tall as me.

He threw two coins into the coin box.