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Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty Seven: The Only King

The pain gradually faded away, and the silver knife on the ground suddenly disappeared, and when it appeared again, it was already in Yang Ni's hands.

"You don't have to mess with me anymore. Even if you know the answer, you can't leave this carriage alive."

The train leader pressed the road step by step.

"I just want to know who my enemy is."

"Enemy? Hahahaha!"

The conductor seemed to hear the funny joke in the world, laughed a few times and continued, "I said from the beginning that you are just a [trouble] and are far from considered [enemy]."

Yang Ni looked at the commander who almost burst into tears with expressionless expression.

At least one thing he said was that his most important question now is how to win this game. Those big names are just a story.

But as of now, the reason why he is still alive is not that the train conductor cannot kill him. On the contrary, it is because he is 100% sure that he is not in a hurry to do this. It has the meaning of a cat teasing him before eating a mouse.

"Then will you break the rules of the Huangquan Game?"

"Haha, you're still too young. As the saying goes, rules are determined by people. But you have to know that this [person] does not refer to ordinary people like you, but those high-ranking big people. Only the weak will emphasize the rules."

Yang Ni's heart moved. It seemed that these "big people" who wanted to kill him were not dying people, but people who could make rules, and at least they had to be people with similar status as the dealer.

Seeing Yang Ni hold the silver knife in his hand again, the train conductor was a little unhappy.

"Young man, I've told you so much, why don't you understand? Give up early, why do you have to dirty the carriage I've worked so hard to clean. As long as it's on this unknown number, no one can defeat me."

It seemed that he really wanted Yang Ni to give up his resistance. He continued: "From the day he was appointed as the train commander, I have the obligation to ensure the operation of this train safely. I will clean all the troubles. Correspondingly, I also have the right to enjoy the [domain]."

"domain?"

"That's right, it's the domain. The unknown number is my domain. As long as it's in the domain, I'm the only king."

Yang Ni nodded secretly, which explained why his movements were not fast, but he could always hit them all before he could react.

"Although we are in the same space, our dimensions are different. Your resistance is childish and ridiculous in my eyes. Here, I am your god!"

After saying this, the smile on the conductor's face disappeared, and instead he was full of solemnity.

Especially when the words "I am your god" exited, the whole train seemed to be shocked greatly, and the sound echoed repeatedly in the carriage, and refused to dissipate for a long time.

Yang Ni was a little anxious. He knew that what the conductor said was true, but he would never surrender and wait for death.

He secretly pressed the walkie-talkie in his waist bag. He shook the silver knife in his hand, raised it to his chest, and said solemnly: "God? If you want to be my God, I have to agree."

The conductor's expression became more and more ferocious: "Hmph, I'm stubborn! It seems that I will have to clean up again later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared from the spot and had already arrived in front of Yang Ni when he appeared again.

Yang Ni didn't see clearly how he came, and didn't even see his shadow. He only saw a white fist slamming at him.

He had no time to respond and was directly hit in his chest, and his body was like a kite with broken strings, and he flew backwards towards the car door at the other end of the aisle.

With a punch, the train conductor's figure disappeared from the spot again, and then appeared immediately above Yang Ni.

Yang Ni saw clearly and knew that it was not good, but others were still in the air and had nowhere to leverage their power, so he had to hurriedly block the golden shield in front of him.

The conductor didn't take the shield seriously at all. He raised one leg high and then smashed it hard towards the front of the golden shield like a battle axe.

Yang Ni was originally in a flying backward posture, but when he was stepped on by this foot, his body directly drew a broken line in the air and fell vertically to the ground at a faster speed.

"cough!"

Yang Ni quickly stood up with one hand, and his throat felt fishy. He couldn't help it. He opened his mouth and sprayed a large mouthful of blood.

He stood up in a panic, held the seat beside him with one hand, and hurriedly raised the golden shield to his chest with the other hand.

With the momentum of lightning, Yang Ni hit two consecutive times, and the conductor did not continue to attack.

He seemed to have lost his weight, and he left the ground about 1 meter and floated in mid-air.

Only then did Yang Ni realize that no matter whether the train leader's movement was fast or slow, he would hit the target with extremely accurate accuracy in the end.

"It won't be like this, he must have weaknesses!"

Yang Ni said in his heart.

Knowing that the speed could not keep up with the train conductor, he no longer defended passively, but jumped up directly and activated the "Tail-carrying" skill.

Compared with "tyranny", although the value of "carrying tripod" is limited, its advantage is that it has no usage restrictions and its cooling time is not long.

He doesn't even remember how many times he used this skill in this game.

"ridiculous!"

The conductor showed a sneering smile on his face, and his body disappeared again before the silver knife hit him.

Yang Ni had expected it, and he slashed behind him without even looking at it.

Almost at the same time, the conductor appeared at this position, and what was greeted was a long sword with a silver blade.

The train conductor was slightly surprised, his toes were a little bit in the air, and the air at the landing point even formed a small cyclone.

With the power of a knife, Yang Ni had already turned around, with the silver knife in his hand, less than ten centimeters from the tip of the train's nose.

At this moment, he simply didn't think about it. With a clench of the knife, he activated the "Pojun" skill that had been accumulating for a long time with all his strength.

A black sword light rose from the handle and instantly spread to the entire blade.

The silver knife was slender and could not accommodate this surging force. Almost two-thirds of the sword light came out of his body and directly cut towards the head of the train conductor.

"Hmph, that's just a little interesting."

The train conductor did not dodge or avoid, and still floated in the air. However, the air in front of him suddenly lit up. The silver sword seemed to have hit, but the black sword light emerged from a position not far behind his head.

Looking at Yang Ni again, he never expected that this knife would have no effect.

After slashing out with one knife, he did not stay in place for more time and quickly retreated to the back.

The conductor didn't chase him and said coldly: "Have you had enough fun? Then I'll attack you next."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Yang Ni like Liu Xingbang, and a cone-shaped phantom appeared in front of him.
Chapter completed!
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