Ordinary people would rather spend more resources than buy tickets for this kind of carriage - huddled with so many radiation patients, who knows when they will get radiation disease? Although a large number of drugs have been developed for radiation disease, it is still a trouble that costs a lot of money and time to completely cure radiation disease.

However, such a car has an advantage, which is that it is rarely inspected by managers. Even if you encounter a car inspection, you can only put your head into the car and glance it a few times, and then you will exit with a disgusting expression.

Qi Lin wanted to save Cheng Yanqiu, but he didn't want to reveal his whereabouts, especially Lei Mufeng and others knew their true identity.

The train started slowly, and the people in the entire car began to shake accordingly. The old train and old tracks had no shock absorption at all.

Qi Lin closed his eyes slightly. It would take at least three hours for the 67406 train to arrive at Sanctuary No. 367. During this period, Qi Lin had nothing else to do except close his eyes and rest.

However, less than ten minutes after the train started, some unexpected situation occurred in the carriage where Qi Lin was - a guy who seemed to be a member of the gang stabbed a sharp dagger into the stomach of another passenger, only because the latter accidentally stepped on the former's shoes.

The dagger was made of bones, so it was not detected by the station staff when metal was tested.

"Damn it, what happened?! Get out of here! Get out of here!"

It took more than ten minutes before the train manager entered the car with an old shotgun. As the stock was constantly whipped, the crowd barely separated a gap that was enough for him to pass.

"You bunch of dirty garbage, get away! Don't touch me! It's so stinking! Believe it or not, I throw you out of the car!"

The manager swears and squeezes to the back half of the car, where the accident occurs.

I saw a ragged man lying on the ground, his skinny back bent into a shrimp-shaped shape. Although his hands were tightly covering the wound on his abdomen, the blood from the wound was still oozing out. Next to him was a guy with his upper body, with a drunken look on his face, holding a dagger polished with animal bones in one hand, and a glass wine bottle with the other, staring at the people around him with bloodshot eyes.

No one wanted to approach them. With these two people as the center, a rare open space appeared in the carriage, but it was precisely because of this that the carriage, which was originally like canned sardines, became even more crowded.

"Fuck!" The manager immediately cursed when he saw these two people, then grabbed the shotgun and pulled the bolt hard, aiming it at the injured person who was obviously drunk.

"Put down your weapon! Put down your weapon immediately, or I will shoot!"

"Which onion are you? I... I am a member of the 'Bison Gang', 'Bison Gang'... Do you know! Just by your group of... stupid people... dare to mess with me?"

The injured person said in a vague manner, suddenly turned his head, jumped toward the train manager, and the dagger in his hand stabbed straight into the train manager's neck!

"Damn... are you looking for death?" The train manager was shocked and quickly took two steps back, but found that the passage he had just squeezed into had been completely blocked. As a last resort, he could only point the gun's muzzle at the drunkard who claimed to be a member of the Bison Gang and pulled the trigger hard!

As for whether the scattered iron sand and steel balls would hurt the person behind the madman, he didn't care. He was hurt, that was because the poor people were not lucky!

"Bang!!"

However, I don’t know if the manager was lucky or the worn shotgun had not been maintained for too long, but the moment he pulled the trigger, it suddenly exploded!

The iron sand that was supposed to be sprayed out of the muzzle directly rushed out of the exploded gun chamber, mixed with a large amount of debris and burning launching medicine directly hit the manager's chest and face!

"Ahhhhhh--"

The manager immediately let out an inhuman scream, threw down the scrap shotgun, and covered his bloody face with both hands.

However, the drunk man still rushed to the front of the manager and smashed the empty wine bottle hard on the manager's head. Then he grabbed the other party's collar with one hand, and kept stabbing the other party's abdomen with a dagger in the other hand.

"Die for me! Hahaha! Go to die! Go to die!"

While stabbing, the drunk man was still laughing wildly, obviously he had completely lost his mind.

Qi Lin stood among the crowd and watched the scene coldly - in fact, he could easily stop all this, but he could not take action. He still had more things on his body. If he took action rashly at this time, he might be involved in new trouble.

If Qi Lin did not take action, the thug would be injured by a few more people, and he would be uniformed by the guards who came later. As for the train, it would not stop for even a minute.

The manager was covered in blood, and a lot of blood foam was still gushing out of his mouth. His eyes were wide open, and his abdomen was covered in blood. His soft and drooping arms trembled from time to time. It was obvious that he was no longer alive.

"Who else?! Ah! Damn! Who else??"

The drunkard kicked the dying manager away with one kick, held up a blood-stained dagger, and shouted loudly in the carriage.

Qi Lin suddenly felt that this guy should be more than just drunk. It is very likely that he was a lunatic...

The drunkard was not arrogant for a long time, and the guards on the train rushed into the car. Compared with the managers, the soldiers' handling methods were more neat. With a gunshot, a round gun hole appeared in the middle of the drunkard's eyebrows. With a "thump" sound, he fell backwards on the floor of the carriage.

"Everyone gets out of the way! Stay away from that car door!"

The guards said expressionlessly, then opened the side door of the carriage with force.

The drunkard, the body of the manager, and the first injured person who had not yet died were directly thrown away by these guards from the speeding train - those creatures living in the tunnel could only take more than ten minutes to gnaw them completely, and even bones would not be left.
Chapter completed!