This aura is deadly

As the night passed, the sky turned slightly white, and Jacob's children became active on the rooftops of the city. They were Jacob's eyes, and now, they were also Chen Ke's eyes.

After waiting all morning, finally, at noon, several children brought Chen Ke the long-awaited information.

They found a twelve-car train running on the city-ring railway track on the outskirts of the city. The side door of the fifth car was not closed, and there were several men in black suits in the car.

"That train is not moving very fast. It is still near East Longton. You will probably be able to see it in the north in an hour."

"Thank you." Chen Ke nodded, knowing that the other party was waiting for him.

Before he was about to leave, Jacob stopped him.

"Chen Ke, wait a moment." Jacob said.

Chen Ke looked back at Jacob, waiting for his question.

"Are you really from... that year?" Jacob asked tentatively.

"What if it is?" Chen Ke asked.

"Then tell me, what does the future look like?" Jacob said.

"It didn't turn out the way you expected." Chen Ke replied.

Jacob nodded slightly, and then fell into silence. Chen Ke and him said goodbye to the children, then walked out of Liangshan Jinbei Hospital and headed towards the railroad tracks to the north of the city.

Chen Ke spent his last few copper coins to hire a carriage. In the carriage, he was thinking about the next strategy, but after thinking about it, Chen Ke found that he didn't have many choices.

That train is the opponent's home court and must be filled with his thugs. In the worst case scenario, the strength of these thugs may be no less than another Chen Ke himself.

On the other hand, his holy object is incomplete, the Moonlight Sword is still in the hands of another Chen Ke, and the Ashes of Angele cannot have much impact on it. The only thing that can hurt him is the one in his heart. Black gun.

Familia are dangerous individuals that ordinary people cannot deal with. Even the Foundation can only seal them in a way that destroys the era. This is why Xu Jing asked Chen Ke for help.

Chen Ke was thinking that it would be a good plan to drive a carriage parallel to the train and shoot the opponent directly from a distance. After all, even if Xu Jing is in their hands, it doesn't matter if they kill her. This woman will immediately return to her timeline and quickly travel back to find herself.

"Well, that's it, stay far away, find out which carriage he is in, and hit him directly." Chen Ke nodded, looking determined to win.

The car was almost out of the city. Chen Ke knocked on the carriage and asked the driver to stop. The upright coachman stopped the carriage, opened the door for him, and asked doubtfully about his intention to stop.

Chen Ke's eyes widened, and his murderous aura scared him to the point of fainting. He then caught the fallen body of the coachman and dragged him into the carriage.

What Chen Ke is going to experience later is not what this coachman can bear. He doesn't need to drive a carriage to chase the train. It would be more convenient to just ride a horse alone here.

But then I thought again, I don’t know how to ride a horse at all! Moreover, the carriage's packhorse was not equipped with riding gear and could not be ridden at all.

So Chen Ke dragged the coachman out of the carriage and threw it into the haystacks aside. He climbed into the coachman's seat and drove the carriage on his way.

There is a place called Hampstead Moor to the north of Longtown, covering an area of ​​790 acres. A lone railway track traverses it, passes through a section of red clay dunes, and crosses a white stone bridge.

When Chen Ke's carriage arrived there, the white mist from the steam train's chimney and the whistle sounded from the horizon to his right, and the "chirping" sound of the train running on the rails gradually approached.

"Drive! Drive!" Chen Ke took the reins and urged the two horses closer to the railway track. The large round wheels of the carriage bumped on the gravel ground, and the violent trembling of the carriage made Chen Ke a little worried.

The train rumbled by, much faster than the carriage. Chen Ke took the black gun in his right hand and carefully observed the carriages. Under the scanning of the spirit vision, there were dozens of figures in the carriages.

Just as he was following the train at high speed, the sliding door of the third red carriage suddenly opened, the six-armed Gatling began to spin, and the man in a suit standing behind Gatling pressed the fire button.

"F*ck!" Chen Ke exclaimed as bullets poured out like rain, tearing the carriage into wooden fragments in an instant.

Chen Ke's murderous intent was instantly activated, and he pounced directly on the man controlling Gatling. At the same time, he jumped off the horse. The two horses dragged the wreckage of the carriage and ran away frightened by the gunfire. Chen Ke just hugged him The horse's neck was almost thrown off.

The murderous aura was useful to those suit thugs. Gatlin only roared for 2 seconds and then stopped.

At this time, the door of the fourth carriage slid open with a crash, and a dozen suit thugs armed with automatic rifles aimed their guns at Chen Ke's horse.

"Fight! Ouch... Fuck!" Chen Ke finally stabilized himself on the horse, and then he felt his horse's butt being shot. The horse whined and slowed down.

Chen Ke jumped sideways onto another horse, rubbing his legs on the ground. He let out a cry, raised his thighs suddenly, and leaned sideways on the horse.

Several thugs stuffed grenades into the launchers hanging under the rifles, aimed at an open space in front of the horses and pulled the triggers.

"Slow down, slow down!" Chen Ke pulled the reins around the horse's neck and at the same time burned the horse's trailer protective gear.

Without the restraints of the carriage wreckage, the horse became more flexible. He pulled the reins and controlled the horse to move closer to the train car.

"Boom!"

A grenade exploded seven or eight meters away from Chen Ke. He hid on the left side of the horse, flashed blue light in his right hand, and fired back with a psychic crystal gun.

Whoosh!

The crystal gun drilled into the mud and exploded into a mud flower. On horseback, Chen Ke couldn't throw it so accurately.

"Stick to it! Stick to it!" Chen Ke yelled, reining in the horse and leaning against the side of the train. Filled with murderous intent, the gunmen fell to their knees in rows, and some even fell out of the carriage and died on the railroad tracks.

The horse ran hard to the edge of the red carriage, and was able to jump in half a meter away. When Chen Ke was about to perform the action scene of picking up a train in a Hollywood blockbuster, a bald man in a suit suddenly appeared, holding a pump shotgun and taking aim. Off his head.

Almost instantly, Chen Ke's whole body was wrapped in Angele's elegy.

"Boom!"

After being hit in the head, Chen Ke lost his center of gravity and grabbed the reins tightly with both hands. He even pulled the horses down together, and they rolled over in the mud.

"Hahahaha! Rubbish!" the bald man mocked.

An iron hand grasped the edge of the eighth carriage. Chen Ke used both arms to pull himself up to the junction between the carriages. His horses were all dead and he wanted to avenge them.

Chen Ke summoned Angele's Ashes and opened the door of the carriage. The gunmen inside pointed their automatic rifles at him.

Gunshots were heard one after another, and bullets hit his armor. Chen Ke resisted the impact of the bullets, letting Angelé's magical flames rage in the carriage.

All the men in suits spontaneously ignited, they screamed in pain, and the bullets in their guns exploded. Only then did Chen Ke see clearly that they were all Asians.