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Chapter 429

Of course, Zhang Lu didn't die.

As early as when he was at the base, he had tried many times, using the Five-character Technique to avoid bullets, the sucking of morning glory, the entanglement and circumcision of willows, the speed of the dragon blood tree and the violence of the man-eating tree. Ye Cunxin has repeatedly emphasized that it was possessed by koi.

In fact, this is what Zhang Lu conceived, and used to dominate air crisis. His original intention was to avoid bullets when the floor was transferred.

In contrast, although the train is fast, it is not a big problem to avoid bullets.

Of course, Zhang Lu didn't dare to be careless. His hands were always sticking to the iron sheet of the train, opening the second form of morning glory.

The adsorption ability of the flower-transplanting wood allows Zhang Lu's palm to firmly absorb the iron sheet. After stabilizing his body, he growled in the howling wind and directly started the first form of the Dragon Blood Tree.

Under the control of the dragon's tail swing, Zhang Lu was running at a speed of 30, and he didn't dare to be too fast. Of course, if he lost his balance, he could use the entanglement and circumference of willow seeds to return to the right moment in an instant.

He was a little nervous at first. After passing three carriages, Zhang Lu could not feel the pressure at all and his speed was gradually accelerating.

Just as Zhang Lu was rushing on the roof of the car, two gangsters with no faces were walking around in the penultimate carriage, monitoring the passengers.

One of the gangsters fired the gun and slammed the passengers, all of them looked nervous.

Everyone understands that these are thugs, not the Liberal Party to attract sponsorship and promote their partisan views.

Only thugs use guns to threaten the audience.

There were also many passengers who were not afraid of death. One of the retired old men stood up. His job was to be a teacher and a role model. He couldn't help but say, "I have been on this train many times, and I have encountered the Liberal Party coming to promote my own opinions many times, but every time they are polite. Why do you threaten us with guns? This is not democracy, but the act of thugs."

"The face of the people of H will be lost because of you."

Next to the old man, his wife, a native of H. She knew the old man's temper. He was an overseas Chinese in China, but he had been teaching in Country H. He had the pride of Chinese people in his blood. He had suffered losses, but he did not admit defeat.

She quickly grabbed the old man and told him not to speak out.

But a gangster had already come over and stared at the old professor with a grim smile.

In his plan, he was originally going to derail the train, and everyone was ready to die. How could he respect democracy?

"Is violence? Tomorrow's headlines, the people who create violence are not us, but the people in power now."

The criminal knocked the old professor's head mercilessly with the butt stock. Suddenly, blood spread down from his forehead and dripped to the ground.

The old professor stared at the eyes, without erasing the blood, and wanted to continue to angrily scold these thugs.

"I beg you, sit down quickly, something happened to you, what should I do..."

My wife's soft words made the old professor feel soft and he sat down dejectedly.

"Who has any opinions? It's okay, I advocate democracy and let you give me opinions."

The gangster looked around, stared at the dissatisfied old man, and said grimly: "By the way, you Chinese are you Chinese? You Chinese worship Country H. You are a low-level nation. You are ugly. You all come for plastic surgery, right?"

Another gangster laughed.

Suddenly, a girl wearing a red hat and lowered her head stood up and said with a crisp voice: "Why do you say that we Chinese have plastic surgery? I am Chinese. You are ugly, and your whole family is ugly."

The sound is crisp and pleasant, like a pearl dripping from a jade plate, and the sound is light and clear.

The two gangsters who were determined to die, their heads slightly rose when they heard this sound, and they felt that the sound was really good and overheard.

The anxious passengers around all lowered their heads. After hearing the moving voice, they all looked up in surprise and looked at the woman standing up.

The girl took off her hat, her dispersed hair was pushed away by her white jade hands, and then she showed a delicate face.

It is said that flowers are the most beautiful scenery in the world, but any flowers will be overshadowed in front of this girl.

She is about 18 years old, with skin as snow, with surprisingly delicate facial features, with harmonious cheeks, and colorful clouds. At this moment, her starry eyes are extremely angry, but they give people a cute and fresh beauty.

"Isn't this the leader of the Koi era, Bao'er?" someone exclaimed.

"It's really Baoer, why is she here?"

"Really? I'm her fan."

Everyone was in a stir, and even the two gangsters were stunned and stood there.

No one would have thought that the great star, the leader of the Koi era, would appear on an ordinary train.

"I am a Chinese, and I have not had plastic surgery either. You put down your guns. The guns are people who protect their own country, not to threaten the civilians."

With such clear eyes staring, the two gangsters were panicked and at a loss.

A cold sound came from the walkie-talkie.

"We don't have much time. No matter how beautiful it is, in a minute, we will be corpses. Don't forget your mission."

The two gangsters looked at each other, and their originally panicked expression gradually became ferocious.

Monitoring room.

Harada Hao stared at the video and snorted coldly: "Women are the devil. I didn't expect that the devil among the devil would be on the train I controlled. It seems that the angel is still standing on my side, and this headline is even more sensational."

It took him only 30 minutes to control the train and force the captain to change the track.

"Devil, you are the devil..." The captain over fifty years old was in despair and kept muttering to him.

Regarding this, Harada Hao just smiled coldly and said calmly: "In less than a minute, then with a bang, we will all turn into pieces. Tomorrow's headlines means that the government is powerless in management. We are all people who use their lives to rewrite history. This choice will make our humble lives valuable."

He turned out to be the president of Taekwon Club. He was not good at management and was gambled. He killed his rival who had a competitive relationship with him in an impulse. After being sentenced, he was rescued. Li Daitaozun found a scapegoat. After that, his family had a decent job, including his daughter, who would be trained to be a big star like Baoer. At the cost, he, a person who always lives in the dark, was trained to be a professional killer. Today, he must create a train derailment incident.

Anyway, he can't stand the sunshine, and he is already tired after hiding for years.

"Last 30 seconds."

Harada Hao's body trembled with excitement.

That star named Baoer is better here. When she dies, her daughter is the best star. This is God's will.

In the video, his two men had already caught the big star, and their pistols were pressed against their foreheads.

"Kill her!"

Harada Hao gave the final order, and then he stared at the eyes that were surprisingly beautiful because of fear.

Baoer is already desperate.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang and the surveillance shaking violently.

In the video, a gap was opened on the side wall of the train, and two fists hit in like meteors, just hitting the temples of his two men.

It was obvious that his two men were hit hard, their eyes were quickly congested, and their faces were filled with despair. They even had no time to scream and flew to the ground.
Chapter completed!
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