The Last Train to Hell

The driver in black clothes was very anxious, probably because he was afraid that we didn't believe him.

Then he took out his ID card, as if to prove to us that he was a genuine Chinese.

Even though he didn't look Chinese, he was a real Chinese in terms of nationality.

Duan Mei looked at him for a long time. I saw that he was so impatient that he wanted to carry us to the car, so he reluctantly nodded and got in the car.

As soon as we got in the car, he started to urge us again.

"If you can't get to the airport within an hour, you may not be able to leave this country smoothly, because the church has notified the airport that all flights to China will be stopped."

Are the church people crazy?

Stopping the flights from their country to China will cause a lot of turmoil.

I don't know why the planes were stopped, no wonder the airline was only willing to delay for two hours.

No matter what other things happen, if we can't get on the plane in time.

Then all the good things that will happen next will turn into bad things. With the Qingping Sword, Duan Mei and I will probably have to hide from place to place.

Are we going to the embassy?

If we hide in the embassy, ​​no one should run to the embassy. Duan and I didn't do anything.

If we are trapped here all the time, we are like prisoners under surveillance.

The only thing better than prisoners is that we still have relative freedom.

The more I think about it, the more flustered I feel, and the sword in my hand is a little hot.

Duan Mei looked back at me, then shook his head helplessly. It was obvious that I was at a loss, which made him a little disappointed.

"The sword in your hand can be turned into a small dagger, and it is made of wood. Just put it in your pocket. No one will care about you when you go through security. As for the Qingping Sword, I have other ways here, so you don't have to worry."

Duan Mei reminded me, and I realized that it was unnecessary to worry.

The sword in my hand can be turned into a wooden dagger. Since I can bring it here, I must be able to take it back.

I just don't know if the security personnel at the airport here will deliberately block me and Duan Mei.

If they deliberately troubled me and Duanmei, it would be a very complicated problem for us to leave here smoothly.

Just when I was worried, Duanmei suddenly opened the drawer in front of him.

It was called a drawer, which was a small storage box for sundries in the car.

After opening it, Duanmei took out a lot of strange things from it.

The most conspicuous one was an ID card and a passport, and then something similar to the skin color, such as gelatin.

I saw Duanmei apply the gelatin on his face with skillful movements.

Soon, he changed from a man in his thirties with a fierce face to an old man who looked in his early sixties, but was burly and old.

He was full of wrinkles and his eyes became cloudy.

I don’t know what he did to himself, why did he change so much.

So Duanmei was prepared in advance and had a response.

If this is the case, the two of us can pass the security check smoothly.

No one should make things difficult for an old man, but what should I do?

I think the people in the church also have a vague impression of me.

"Put your face closer, I'll put on some makeup for you so that you can get through smoothly. As long as you get on the plane, everything will be fine."

There was a hint of uncertainty in Duanmei's tone, and it was obvious that he was unsure at the moment.

I immediately closed my eyes and put my face close to Duanmei.

At this moment, we can only treat a dead horse as a living horse. As for what the result will be, it is not something that Duanmei and I can control.

I can only say that we should do our best and leave it to fate.

I passed the security check smoothly and boarded the plane smoothly. Until I sat in my seat, I felt a little incredible.

Is this out of danger?

Watching the plane take off and leave their country, Duanmei and I breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The only drawback is that we are sitting in the economy class, and the seat is a bit small.

And it is a long-distance flight, which really makes our tired bodies even worse.

I want to rest for a while, but I am really excited at the moment. Even if I want to rest, I can't sleep at all.

I could only stare at Broken Eyebrows helplessly. Unexpectedly, he rolled his eyes at me and then called the stewardess over.

I asked in not very fluent English whether we could be transferred to the first class cabin. As for the price, I could pay for it.

I thought there would not be too many passengers in the first class cabin, but I did not expect the stewardess to resolutely shake her head at the two of us.

She apologized to us in halting Chinese.

"I am sorry, gentlemen. The first class cabin is full. This flight took off with full passengers. I really cannot transfer you to another cabin this time. I am very sorry for that."

Well, I can only stay in the economy class. I was a little disappointed.

The stewardess' attitude was quite good. I could not find any problems. Besides, the plane had already taken off.

We were about to return to China. What else could we find fault with?

I thought so in my heart and did not show any painful expression.

There were quite a few Chinese people around, but they were all resting with their eyes closed and no one was talking.

I was suffocating in the environment. I did not know what to say.

"Sit down peacefully. If you have anything to do, we can wait until we return to China. Let's rest now. I'm afraid there will be things waiting for us at the airport after we get off the plane. Think about the things you pulled in the car."

Duanmei's tone was not relaxed, but also a little serious.

I was also worried when I thought about the monsters that the last bus on Route 14 had pulled over.

Vampires and werewolves should not continue to oppose me. After all, they seemed to be just filling up before.

Although it was said that it caused some harm to me, it did not cause actual harm.

What surprised me was that the entire operation abroad this time was not interfered by the underworld.

This makes me feel a little incredible. Could it be that those things in the underworld are already mentally prepared?

We will return to China with the Qingping Sword. What is their attitude?

Do you want us to bring Qingping Sword back, or do you not?

I'm a little confused about what the underworld is all about.

But looking at it now, the situation is not as passive as we thought.

But if China cannot even cope with the church, then it is really weak, helpless and pitiful.

It shouldn't happen. After all, China has a history of more than 5,000 years.

Even a small church in a Western country cannot cope with it. Isn’t it ridiculous?