Before the radio was finished, Shi Sanwen, Zhang San, and Lieba had already walked out of the trailer.

In their opponents... that is, Newman, who is following them all the way, this move is undoubtedly a comprehensive and cautious manifestation: First, encountering a surprise attack in a narrow trailer will limit your movements; second, the ability level of the three people in the car must be different, and if they are attacked at the same time, it will be difficult to worry about their companions; third, the vision outside the car is wider, and there will be more sufficient reaction time when encountering long-range attacks.

In short, with normal thinking analysis, it is a very correct and inevitable judgment to get out of the trailer, and Newman would make the same choice.

However, the other side's thoughts were not that complicated, but Shi Sanwen just didn't want his towing truck and soft-soft to be destroyed.

As for Zhang San and the Lieba, to be honest... these two people are really dead, and it is not a big deal for Shi Sanwen; in Lao Shi's eyes, they are just two passers-by who have not appeared for a long time in their long lives. If Tianyi hadn't asked him to help, he wouldn't have walked with these two people.

This will happen when a person lives for too long.

He knew better than anyone else that most people in this world would leave him, so he would not bet on these people too much; he chose to live alone because he did not want to contact others.

"The door has been closed, there is no abnormality in safety monitoring. The train will start in ten seconds, ten, nine, eight..."

In a blink of an eye, the departure countdown rang out during the radio.

Due to the use of "similar transition engine" technology, when the Orient Express starts, the passengers inside will not feel the feeling of being "suddenly pulled" when riding on ordinary vehicles. Instead, it is a short-term and subtle discomfort (so the broadcast does not require passengers to sit firmly and pull the handrails when driving); and when the initial discomfort passes, the environment inside the vehicle will be as stable as in the rooted building, and passengers will not feel the feeling of "being in the moving vehicle".

Therefore, at this time of departure, not only Shi Sanwen and others, but many other car owners in this "parking car" have also gotten out of their cars.

After all, it is a seven and a half hours journey. Even if there are certain restrictions on the areas where passengers at all levels are active, the operator will definitely not stipulate that they can only stay in one car, such as smoking car, bar car, buffet car... This Oriental Express has everything, and each car has a large space; these "service carriages" are generally divided into three levels, the bottom floor is the aisle and staff use area, and the two floors above are the service area.

Of course, this parking car does not provide other "services" except for parking passengers who drive up, so the upper and lower floors are equivalent to a three-dimensional parking lot.

Shi San asked them that they were at the bottom of the floor at the moment, and the two floors above, including the other cars in the front and back, would pass by here, so there was a lot of people.

In this bustling crowd, any person may be pretended to be a federal agent. As long as this person is not a capable person or a mutant, it is difficult for Shi Sanwen to distinguish the other party's identity.

According to Zhang San's idea, if he was the pursuer, it would be a good idea to find a few non-capable agents to sneak into the crowd and use targeted weapons to launch a sudden attack first.

However... Newman's routine was not like this.

As the train started, he actually got out of his car blatantly and walked closer to Shi Sanwen and his parking space.

Shi Sanwen, Zhang San and Lieba also noticed the other party's existence in their own way, and turned their attention to him.

In this way, with the eyes already intersecting, Newman walked to the parking space of the three of them and stood still slowly.

"You have two choices." Newman said this straightforwardly in his lifeless tone.

"I won't make a choice." But before Shi Sanwen could hear the option, he interrupted the other party and pointed at the hunter, "If you have something to do, you can talk to him, we will not participate."

"Yes." Zhang San also continued, "No need to talk about it."

"Okay." Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Newman didn't even say a word of repatriation. He just looked at the direction of Shi Sanwen and Zhang San, and then read, "Back..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Sanwen and Zhang San suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The Lieba was not surprised when he was still worried. He just looked at Newman coldly and asked in a weak tone: "I might as well ask... are they dead?"

"I can't be 100% sure, but I can tell you that the probability of them dying is very high." Newman replied.

"No way... Could it be that your ability is to teleport people to hell by chanting a word?" Lieba asked again.

"I have no obligation to respond to your temptations one by one." Newman did not further answer the Hunter's question, but said, "Snatch it or die with them, give me a reply."

"Ha..." Lieba laughed, "Brother, if you don't tell me your abilities, how can I be sure that those two guys are dead? If you can't be sure...who is willing to surrender? What if you cheat me?"

"Then think I'm cheating you." But Newman showed no sign of letting go, "ba..."

"Hey" Seeing that the other party was about to make another move, the Lieba quickly shouted at the top of his throat. His hoarse throat was husky due to severe lack of water... To describe it, it would be a sandpaper-ground cactus. Even if you hear it, you would feel that it could bleed. "Don't! Let's discuss it again!"

Newman originally just wanted to scare the other party, because after observing these days, he also knew that the hunter had become extremely weak without eating, drinking or sleeping, and had a high chance of being captured alive.

Just before Shi Sanwen and Zhang San expressed their opinions, Newman originally planned to "send" Shi Sanwen away, but since two people said they had no talks, he didn't care about killing one more.

"Do you surrender as long as I prove they are dead?" Newman pretended to hesitate for a few seconds before asking again.

"Yes." Hunter nodded.

Newman touched his chin, thought pretentiously, and continued: "Although I can ask a federal agent in another place to immediately prove that the two people are dead by video call, I guess... just that, you won't believe me. Even if there is a video as evidence, you will suspect that this is a fake video I made in advance."

"Yeah." The Lieba nodded again. It was not that he didn't want to reply to words other than "Yeah", but his throat was still hurting at this moment.

"It seems... I really have to explain my abilities to you." Newman continued.

In fact, Newman didn't mind revealing his abilities from the beginning. So far, he has told many of the abilities of the targets to capture him, but none of those who have heard of it can successfully escape after learning the relevant information.

"Yeah." The Lieba continued to nod, waiting for the bleeding of his vocal cords to moisten his throat.

Newman stopped him, and then said: "I can let others go back to 'a day ago'."

"Hmm?" Lieba changed his tone, but he still didn't open his mouth.

"That is to say... people's physical condition, geographical location, etc. (the 'swap' here naturally contains the personal belongings and clothing on people), and all return to twenty-four hours ago." Newman continued, "This ability does not involve the memory of the target, and has nothing to do with the 'absolute coordinates of people in the universe (the rotation of the earth, the expansion of the universe, etc.)'... In short, this is a very useful ability. As long as I pinch the time and use the resources I have at hand, even a very strong opponent can easily handle it."

He paused and continued, "For example, your companion who can control shit... When I saw the surveillance video of Jiang Ying being killed by him, I was also surprised. I was shocked that there was such a super-powered person in this world that was not known to the Federation; but it would not be difficult for me to formulate a plan to deal with such people...

"I have followed you for several days. Through the analysis of your travel route, it is easy to guess that you want to come to Istanbul to take the Orient Express to cross the Black Sea War Zone west, so I sent someone to keep an eye on the list of passengers on the train very early and check the whereabouts of each ticket.

"As expected, last night, one of you got three tickets and three matching fake documents through an illegal local intermediary. When I learned about the train you were on, my plan could be implemented...

"The departure time of the Orient Express is 5:40 pm. Twenty-four hours ago, 5:40 yesterday, you happened to stay in a small restaurant in the suburbs for dinner. This is a blessing for me... If you three were on the car at that time and the car was moving, it would be more difficult to calculate the exact coordinates after you 'back', but now..."

By the time he said this, Newman had reached into his top's pocket and took out a cell phone.

"Last night, I sent someone to evacuate all the unrelated personnel within a radius of one kilometer." Newman said, while starting to flip through the address book of his mobile phone. "A team of more than 100 people flattened the restaurant overnight and assembled a special net alloy room on site. The room was divided into two layers inside and outside, large and small, and both layers were sealed on six sides. The layer inside was equipped with intelligent monitoring probes, pressure, infrared and other sensing devices. Once a target entered it, within 0:2 seconds, the pulse bomb at the top of the room would detonate, and the explosion of the pulse bomb would trigger nitroglycerin and micro-nuclear bombs in eight corners of the room. After these rounds of blowing, cracks would appear on the walls of the inner room. At this time, the outer room was filled with strong sulfuric acid and rushing into the inner layer through the gaps..."

After saying this, Newman stopped flipping through the address book and selected a number to dial video communication.

"Now...I think I've explained it clearly enough," Newman said, turning his phone screen directly to Hunter and continued, "You can talk to the agent who is in charge there and let him show you the situation on the scene so that you can know what I said is true."

Just as Newman finished speaking, the video of his mobile phone was successfully connected. The Lieba looked at the screen and was silent for three seconds. Then, he looked up at Newman, raised his hand, stretched out his index finger, and gently slapped his index finger vertically down, gently swayed a few circles, and made a "turning circle" gesture.

At this moment, Newman felt a little confused at first, and what followed was a sharply expanding uneasiness.

He turned the screen of his phone back according to the other person's intentions and looked at the screen.

Then, he found that the person who was holding the mobile phone of the person in charge of the scene and his video was not a federal agent, but... Shi Sanwen.

When Shi Sanwen saw Newman's face, he didn't say anything else, and said directly: "I have removed your fireworks box. If you send the hunter here now, he will only come to an open space, so...you can do it next."

After saying that, he hung up the video call.

Newman's face was ashamed (because he was already this face, so there was no change in his expression) put down his phone, his eyes flashed and thought for a few seconds, and finally shook his head and squeezed out six words from his teeth: "It's so outrageous..."

Seeing this, Lieba laughed and shrugged his hands to convey his mockery to the other party.

"Forget it..." Newman ignored Hunter's provocation and just continued, "Since your companion is so strong, I have nothing to say." He paused for a moment, and then changed his subject, "But you also heard it. Just now, he betrayed you through video without any concealment... Although I had speculated this way, but under the premise that he told me in person that the net alloy room was destroyed, I naturally could not use 'back' to let you escape. He was like handing you over to my hands."

At this time, Lieba's voice finally recovered a little, and he replied: "Not necessarily... We are one-on-one now, and your abilities have been exposed. Although you can use it as a last resort and send me away when you are about to lose, why do you think you can definitely beat me before that?"

"Hmph..." Newman sneered when he heard this, "Good question."

As soon as the word "good" was released, he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

The next second, all passengers in the entire parking car except Newman and Hunter stopped.

The "peedies" who didn't even look at this place not long ago turned around at almost the same moment, and pulled out their guns, three layers above and below, and hundreds of guns were locked on the Hunter within two seconds.

"Although the probability is slim, I still considered the possibility that 'the person sent away by the back will survive or send some message before and after death', so... I chose to do it on the train." After the agents around me fired their guns, Newman continued, "On this mobile vehicle with a speed of nearly 400 kilometers, even if you have other accomplices who have received a message of help, they cannot come to support you; in order to ensure that today's train will not be delayed, and to give myself more advantages in the possible battles, today's entire vehicle... is all plainclothes agents I arranged in advance."

At this point, Newman took a few more steps back, leaving himself away from the range where he would be concentrated, and said, "Why do I think I will definitely beat you? Haha...this is probably the reason."
Chapter completed!