Bazel led the way and walked directly to the management center of the station. With the identity of the spell casting team, Bazel and others naturally came to the room without any obstacles.

"What are you doing?" the webmaster asked with a frown.

"Let the train stop." Bazer opened the communicator in the room and ordered the train driver to go.

"Hi, the train has started, how could it be possible to stop at will!" The webmaster pressed the communicator and glared at Bazel.

Bazer looked at the webmaster with a cold and sarcastic look: "There are extremely vicious criminals in the car. Are you responsible for any incidents that time? Or are you actually an accomplice of that person, Cole, control this webmaster. Don't let him hinder our official duties, you can directly kill if necessary."

"Okay." A member of the casting team smiled and took out his wand and pointed it at the webmaster. "So, please cooperate with our work."

The webmaster's face turned pale and he took a step back: "Who are you? I want to complain to the Ministry of Magic!"

"Bazel, welcome to complain." Bazel smiled coldly.

"Butcher?" The webmaster also heard this name, and his face turned from ashen to extremely ugly, mixed with a look of fear.

Bazel stuck out his tongue and licked his lips: "I like this nickname."

"Okay." The webmaster raised his hand in compromise, "What kind of criminal is there in the car?"

"What do you think?" Bazer swept the webmaster.

"I understand." The webmaster reopened the communicator.

Qi Yu leaned against the comfortable soft chair and looked at the backward scenery outside the window. Although the train had an old-fashioned appearance, it was not moving at all when driving. It was fast and quiet, and it was a combination of magic and technology.

Qiong's little face pressed against the window, turned his head in confusion and asked, "Brother, the car has slowed down."

"I know." Qi Yu nodded.

While the car slowed down, a radio also rang out on the car, saying that if something happened, the car would re-enter the station.

The carriage became noisy and everyone was talking about what had happened.

A few minutes later, the train "entered" again. Bazer and his men stepped into the carriage, sweeping sharp eyes over the shocked passengers.

"What happened to the casting team guy?"

"Is something wrong?"

"Is that person a butcher?" someone whispered softly.

Bazer is not tall, and can even be said to be a little short, with short hair. He should have been an extremely inconspicuous person, but his hooked nose, eyes with a stern look and murderous aura formed an extremely unique aura, which made people focus on him at a glance.

"What a real butcher, right? Is there any wanted criminal in the car?" Someone began to worry.

The name of a butcher scares ordinary people and is even more of a nightmare for criminals. Where a butcher appears usually means that major cases occur. After all, small cases do not require the butcher to appear at all.

Without Bazel speaking, the passengers stayed in the seats very well and cooperated with the inspection very well.

But Bazer and others glanced at their faces and walked towards the next car.

"Brother, I'm going to the bathroom." After sitting bored for a while, Qiong jumped out of the seat and said to Qi Yu.

"Well, come back early, don't run around." Qi Yu took the small notebook and looked around casually.

"Don't worry." Qiong crawled over Qi Yu and jumped onto the aisle.

"Damn it! Damn it! Why did the butcher appear here? It was obviously a trivial matter to invite me!" At this time, the most nervous person on the train was probably this young man named Hermann.

The young man looked only in his twenties, with a faint freckle on his face. This man had a golden finger, and lived a life with a thief on weekdays, and occasionally entered the sight of the casting team. However, he had never committed any major incidents. He was released after squatting in the restraint room for a few days.

Herman thought his life was almost like this, until last night, when he was burglary, his master suddenly came back. After that, Herman injured the man and ran away. Unfortunately, the man seemed to have already seen the face that beat Herman before being knocked down by Herman.

So Herman bought a ticket overnight and opened it to the Magic France to avoid the limelight. But unexpectedly, the train was halfway through and returned.

That's not all. Herman also saw the people from the casting team searching the entire carriage one by one, and the leader was actually the butcher Bazel!

Herman was extremely nervous: "Is that man dead? How could it be possible? He was still angry when I ran away! Why was the butcher here? No, no, I want to leave, I'm leaving now!"

Hermann stood up from his seat and walked towards the door of the carriage with extremely unnatural steps. However, the train stopped, but the door of the carriage did not open. Hermann glanced at the closed carriage door and turned unnaturally towards the toilet in front.

"That person-"

Bazel narrowed his eyes and pointed to Hermann's back, "There's a little problem."

"Boss, what's the problem?" asked the casting team member.

"He is very nervous, and ordinary passengers are not so nervous." Bazer stared at Hermann's back with a sharp gaze.

As if feeling the gaze behind her, Herman became more nervous and his body became stiffer.

"Are you nervous? Why can't I see it?" A young casting team member grabbed the back of his head.

The casting team member named Cole patted the back of the young man's head and said with a smile: "Stupid! They're all the same hands and feet! Are you not nervous?"

The young man noticed that Herman was walking with the same hands and feet. He suddenly burst into laughter and volunteered to say, "Boss, I'll go and have a look."

"Well, although it's a little shrimp, I'll just treat it as a training for you." Bazel said indifferently.

Although the purpose this time is definitely not the Hermann who is so nervous that he is the same, Bazel doesn't mind letting his newcomers exercise.

The young man took a light step and tiptoed towards Hermann. However, Hermann was always in a tense state and noticed that someone was approaching him quickly, swallowed a saliva, and walked forward quickly.

The young men in the casting team also accelerated their pace.

"Haha." Cole and others behind him laughed softly, as if they thought the scene of cat and mouse was very interesting.

Hearing these unconcealable laughter, Hermann shook his heart, knowing that he had been exposed, and gritted his teeth and ran straight ahead.

"stop!"

The young man from the casting team shouted loudly and chased after him.

"Bastard!" Herman cursed inwardly, hurriedly ran through two or three carriages, fortunately not blocked. The young man from the casting team was also chasing behind him, holding a magic wand in his hand, but there were still many people in the carriage, and he did not dare to cast spells randomly, for fear of causing accidental injuries.

When Qiong came out of the toilet, he saw a man rushing towards him and couldn't help but take several steps back.

Herman saw a little girl blocking her face, gritted her teeth, and made a fuss in her heart. He bent down and picked up Qiong, took out the wand in his pocket and pointed it at Qiong's chin, turned around and shouted: "Stop!"

"Damn it!"

The young man from the casting team saw Hermann capture a hostage, cursed inwardly, and stopped, "Let her go!"

"Back back!" Herman roared, his face very ferocious.

The young man took two steps back after hearing this: "Okay, I will take a step back, you can let go of that child first!"

"Open the car door and let me go out!" Hermann was not stupid, so he naturally would not let go of the dome and shouted loudly.

However, Qiong, who was kidnapped by him, did not look too scared. He was just a little nervous. After experiencing the plane crash and the centaur time, the little girl's nerves became tougher, and she was very quiet and dedicated to being hostage, minimizing her sense of presence as much as possible.

"Oh, oh, our friends are in trouble." Cole said with a smile while chewing gum as he walked slowly over the casting team member.

Bazer was still expressionless, but his breath became even more gloomy, as if he had been hiding in the dark.

Others didn't care much. They were all "old men" who have followed Bazel for some time. They have seen many such scenes, so they naturally won't be nervous.

"I'll help our cute friends." Cole walked over chewing gum.

"Let your companions retreat too!" Hermann roared loudly when he saw Cole coming.

"Tsk, tsk."

Cole took a step forward without caring, "What if I don't step back?"

"Then I'll kill her!" Hermann's wand hit Dome's chin with a ferocious look.

"Okay, let's step back, don't do anything randomly!" the young man said nervously.

Cole shook his head, patted the shoulders of the "friend" beside him and said, "It's too young. You forgot that we have certain casualties."

"Hmm?" the young man turned back in surprise.

Hermann's face also became even more ferocious, and his eyes were almost popping out of his sockets.

"Any casualties are casualties, our boss is holding on it, at most, write a few reports and scold them. It's just a trivial matter." Cole spitted the gum in his mouth aside, and pulled out the wand in his hand without hesitation.

"Sorry, little girl, you may be dying. But this is for everyone's safety." Cole showed a twisted and happy smile on his face, and he actually started chanting the spell before Hermann.

However, when he just had the first syllable of the spell at the beginning of the year, the "armor" he had originally put on was shattered. Before Cole could react, he was caught by an invisible force and smashed hard on the top of the carriage.

With a loud bang, a large area protruded from the top of the car. Cole fell back into the aisle, a large piece of his chest sunken, and blood foamed from his mouth.
Chapter completed!