The Last Train to Hell

I wouldn't blame the girl. She is an ordinary person. It's normal for her to have no ability to resist a young man with other skills.

Other passengers also noticed that something was wrong, and the whole first-class cabin was in turmoil.

The stewardess heard the noise and came over, and quickly pulled us apart.

She took the young man directly to the seat farthest from us.

The girl suddenly regained consciousness at this moment, and then threw the things in her hand to the ground and started crying loudly.

Broken Eyebrow just came back, sat next to the girl just right, and began to comfort her.

I was left alone in my seat with nothing to do, and the stewardess came over to comfort me.

Seeing that I really didn't look like anything was wrong, she looked at the murder weapon in my hand, which was the incense burner.

I wanted to say something several times, but I didn't dare to say it. Seeing her hesitant look, I felt a little embarrassed.

I opened my schoolbag and put the incense burner in, meaning that I wouldn't cause trouble with it.

The cooperative attitude reassured the flight attendant, and she sent me some food after a while, which was considered to comfort my injured heart.

However, the food and drinks in the first class cabin were originally available on call, so she actively sent them to me at this time, which was my obligation to enjoy.

So I didn't have much good feelings for her, maybe because I felt a little tired after this toss.

I was not very confident about the young man, but when I thought that the broken eyebrow was still there, I didn't need to worry about it, so I laid the seat flat.

I began to sleep soundly, and I have to say that the seat in the first class cabin is really comfortable.

The seat will not disturb others when it is laid flat, and I can still sleep well.

I don't know how long I slept this time. When I opened my eyes again, the whole cabin was dark.

It should be a night flight, so it was dark.

The other passengers were also sleeping. I turned over and adapted to the darkness, and then began to look for the young man in the dark.

I always felt that he would not miss such a good opportunity and would definitely take the opportunity to attack me.

I don't know if other people have encountered similar troubles.

But this young man is also strange. He is obviously targeting me.

On the contrary, he is not so hostile to Broken Eyebrow. Is he instructed by someone?

Now I can't see the true identity of the young man. He seems to be an ordinary Western practitioner.

Could it be that he is commanded by those monsters to keep causing trouble for me? If so, it makes sense.

Something seemed to flash before my eyes. I was startled and couldn't help but scream.

The scream was suppressed in my throat and didn't alarm too many people.

But it also woke up Broken Eyebrow and the middle-aged couple behind me.

The aunt immediately took out her peach wood stick and waved it around.

I looked at her peach wood stick, swinging above my nose, and I didn't dare to sit up.

I was afraid that as soon as I sat up, the peach wood stick would fall on me.

It's not worth it to get hit for no reason.

"Young man, tell me what's going on. I'm here with all the other messy things, so I can't do anything to you."

The aunt's tone was very firm, and it was obvious that she was very confident in her own abilities.

I didn't know what to say, but I did feel something flashing before my eyes.

But after thinking about it carefully, I thought it might be my eyesight.

But I was always on guard, so it was impossible for me to be dazzled.

So what was that thing that flashed?

Broken Eyebrow also sat up, turned on the flashlight, and began to check the surroundings.

It was called a flashlight, but it was actually the small light on the power bank, which only illuminated a few meters around.

With the light around, I was no longer so panicked.

I looked back in the direction where the young man sat last, and found that there was no one where he sat.

So where is he now?

Just as we were looking around, I suddenly felt some small fluctuations in the air.

Then the space belonging to the four of us suddenly lit up.

Beside the young man, there was another figure, a presence that I was not unfamiliar with.

The monster called the Underworld Guard Captain appeared beside him.

It had been said that the young man must be a very important person. He came to attack me because of the instructions of those monsters.

Now it seems that my feeling is correct. He is indeed under someone's command, otherwise he would not force me so hard.

I showed a little despair on my face. The Guard Captain is definitely not someone that Broken Eyebrow and I can deal with.

Even the couple, the four of us together, may not be his opponents.

After all, the Judge had no power to fight back in his hands.

"I didn't think that you guys would have the courage to go abroad to look for that thing. It seems that you two are very lucky. The Qingping Sword is indeed there, but whether you can find it depends on your luck."

To my surprise, the Guard Captain did not conflict with us.

Then he disappeared on the plane with the blond and blue-eyed young man. As they disappeared, the surroundings fell into darkness again.

Maybe we made a lot of noise just now, and several passengers around us were about to wake up.

In order to prevent others from cursing us, the four of us immediately lay down and pretended nothing had happened.

I heard it clearly. Someone next to me really woke up. He probably looked around and found that it was quiet all around. He didn't think much about it. He turned over and continued to sleep.

It was dark when I got on the plane, and it was still dark when I got off the plane.

I sat on the plane for ten hours. Even though the first-class seats were spacious, the food for three meals tasted good, and there was no shortage of various drinks.

But it also made me feel particularly tired, especially after landing, the kind of indescribable fatigue.

I don't know how long it takes to adjust to the jet lag. Anyway, others may have three or five days to adjust to the jet lag.

But for Duanmei and me, there is only one night to adjust the jet lag.

I can accept it. Anyway, I have lived a life of day and night reversal for several months.

After all, I have to drive the last bus of Route 14 every day, and I don't start work until twelve o'clock.

When I get home earlier, it will be around two o'clock or three o'clock. If it's later, it may be three or four o'clock.

Falling asleep at night is the next day, when it is dawn.

I forced myself to sleep so that I could be in a good mental state tomorrow morning.

So that I could deal with what was going to happen next.

Arriving abroad was like arriving at the base camp of those monsters in the West.