Nightmare Attack

Chapter 631 Compatriots

Chapter 631 Compatriots

"You failed, then... then who will go?" Pi Ruan asked with weird eyes, as if he was afraid that it would be his turn, but also as if he was confirming the next unlucky person.

Not counting Luohe, the only people left now are Jiang Cheng, Pi Ruan, Fatty, and Lin Wan'er. Everyone knows that Jiang Cheng has the best chance of going.

"Doctor." The fat man called out the most familiar title directly in excitement, and he winked at Jiang Cheng as he walked out, "I have something to tell you."

When he came outside, in a remote place in the corridor, the fat man first looked at the way he came, but he didn't find anyone following him, so he quickly said: "Doctor, I suspect that there is something wrong with Pi Ruan, Chen Qiang was the one who killed him, and Brother Huai Yi also so."

"Also, can you see the attitude just now? Luohe might be setting you up. I even suspect that Pi Ruan was bought by them, thinking of killing us all, and then they develop the gold mine together." The fat man said Lian said seriously, "Sake is famous for face, and gold is for Taoism. Doctors, you must not be fooled by them."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng nodded, and said comfortingly, "I understand what you said, don't worry, I won't die so easily."

Now that Jiang Cheng had said so, Fatty was relieved a little, and the final result was as expected, Jiang Cheng was the most suitable candidate.

Lying down beside Fu Fu, Jiang Cheng slowly closed his eyes.

Fatty Huai Yi gathered behind Lin Wan'er, staring at Luo He vigilantly, and Pi Ruan with an obviously unnatural expression.

Pi Ruan was rejected and driven away from Lin Wan'er and the others.

Jiang Cheng was awakened by a strange, rhythmic sound. He opened his eyes in confusion, and it took him more than ten seconds to confirm his position.

He was on a train surrounded by people, men, women and children, all dressed in rags, as if they had fled.

May train.

He is back again.

But this time the feeling is different from before. Although the eerie feeling is still there, it has a sense of reality.

It was as if he had traveled back in time, when the May train just left.

However, the atmosphere in the carriage was a bit weird. Everyone lowered their heads, and apart from the occasional breathing, there was also a burst of almost inaudible sobbing.

Someone is crying.

And not just one person.

The voice was kept low, as if afraid of being heard.

In this train compartment, Jiang Cheng didn't feel the excitement that these refugees were about to be sent to the next town and regain their lives.

On the contrary, they seem to have known their end.

They will die, in dark, dank mines.

The breath of despair permeated the carriage, and even Jiang Cheng, an outsider, felt oppressed.

why?

How would they know?

Judging from this point of time, the conspiracy of the Orientals should not have been exposed yet.

Is it

Jiang Cheng raised his eyelids and looked towards the other side of the carriage. At first glance, there was nothing special there, but upon closer inspection, Jiang Cheng still found a flaw.

Next to the carriage door, stood three people dressed as refugees.

But compared with other refugees, they were obviously much stronger. Under the clothes with big holes, there were lean muscles, and their faces did not have the sallow color caused by long-term malnutrition.

It seemed that the three of them were resting, but under the slightly squinted eyelids, there were pairs of sharp eyes, looking around the compartment.

They didn't have any large pieces of luggage in their hands, only a long strip wrapped in cloth, which they held tightly in their hands.

is the knife.

Toyo knife!

These people are from the East, and they have already controlled the train.

The Dongyang people boarded the car earlier than expected, Jiang Cheng frowned, it seemed that the situation was more complicated than the previous analysis.

Out of the corner of his eye, Jiang Cheng noticed something at the feet of one of the Orientals. They were a few broken sacks, which seemed to have been piled there on purpose.

Through the gap in the middle of the sack, Jiang Cheng saw a hand hanging limply, with eye-catching blood on it.

There's a dead man behind the sack!

Someone must have noticed something was wrong and wanted to resist, so they were killed by the Orientals, and the corpses were piled there.

Staring at the compatriots who bowed their heads and were surrounded by fear, Jiang Cheng could feel their despair and helplessness at the moment.

There was a sound, as if it was in the next car.

At the same time, there were footsteps approaching the carriage they were in.

Amidst the ear-piercing sound of rubbing, the connecting door between the two carriages was opened, and under the protection of several Orientals, a familiar figure walked out of the door.

"Don't panic, everyone. The imperial army is here to save you. As long as you are obedient and work hard, you will have white flour and steamed buns to eat!" A man with a crew cut said in a flattering tone: "We are all compatriots, and I am Qiao Hanhui. I won't lie to you."

"But if anyone thinks about running away, thinking about resisting, there will be consequences." Director Qiao, whom Jiang Cheng and others had met before, sneered twice, and changed his face instantly, "I'll kill him!"

Hearing this, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at Director Qiao.

Jiang Cheng also imitated everyone else, buried his head down, and pretended to be very scared, but he had already loosened the soil of the ancestral grave of Qiao Hanhui, a big traitor, several times in his heart, and he also greeted his family members by the way.

Now that the matter is clear, no wonder the Dongyang people took away this car of refugees so easily. It turned out that the bastard Qiao Hanhui was behind it.

Think about it, when he first came to Feng's residence, Liu Zizi also asked Wu Dali if these people were sent by Director Qiao.

Soon, Director Qiao went to the next carriage to help the Dongyang people calm down, and what he said was nothing more than a few words that embarrassed his ancestors.

After calming down, Jiang Cheng began to analyze the current situation.

Now that we have returned to this point in time, there must be a reason for it.

The way to break the situation should be to prevent the past tragedy from happening, that is to say, to rescue these refugees before the large army ambushed by the Orientals intercepts the train and captures everyone into the gold mine.

By the way, kill the big traitor Qiao Hanhui.

The great priest hasn't shown up yet, but Jiang Cheng knows that it must be on the train, and it should be the last carriage.

Now the goal is clear, but... the question is how to achieve it?

There are 6 Japanese guards in this carriage, and there may be some lurking among the refugees. By analogy, there must be at least dozens of Japanese guards on the Mayflower train.

Jiang Cheng wasn't so conceited that he could deal with all the enemies by himself.

What's more, there is an unknown oriental priest sitting in charge.

Reckless is definitely not the solution.

But just when he was hesitating, trouble came to him, "Hey, what are you doing?" An Dongyang guard noticed him and walked over.

Jiang Cheng's eyes froze, since he couldn't avoid it, let's get rid of him first, and deal with the few Japanese people in the carriage.

He clenched his fists and pretended to be scared, waiting for the Dongyang people to approach.

(End of this chapter)