This person is obviously tall at 1.60, with a thin, sharp-tongued cheek, with eight beards and golden eyes, and a blue plaid wardrobe, which easily reminds people of prisoners.

He held a sharp knife in his hand and threw it back and forth with his right hand left and right hand.

"Hehe, boy, you broke into my territory."

This is a fugitive who hides in the train and wants to escape to the outside world to avoid the police's pursuit.

"Brother, I have no intention of entering the precious land. I will go out now and not disturb you to rest."

It is important to escape if I save my life. I have a guy in my hands but I am unarmed and I am no match for me.

I turned around and was about to open the car door.

"etc!"

I turned around and responded calmly: "Brother, I have no grudges and no grudges. If the well water does not violate the river, I will never call the police. What do you want?"

"Hehe, what do I want? Have you heard of those who have come here and have peace? Since you are here, it is not that easy to leave."

I calmed down and closed the door again and walked towards him.

He didn't expect that I would come to him, but he was calm and felt a little panic.

The knife in my hand flew towards me, and in just one second the flying knife came straight towards my heart.

The white fox in my arms felt the danger coming, and screamed and jumped out of my arms and stood on my shoulders.

The knife was already in front of the way, and the white fox was not too slow and could be said to be steady, accurate and fierce. He opened his mouth and bit the flying knife.

The man screamed, "What's going on? Why did another fox catch my flying knife?"

The white fox snorted coldly and shook his neck, and the flying knife in his mouth blurted out.

The flying knife is as fast as lightning, puff puff puff puff.

The tip of the knife was inserted into the man's left arm, and blood was spurted out instantly.

With a thud, he sat on the ground with his butt, covering his right arm with his right hand, and actually cried loudly: "Damn fox, why are you serious? Use a knife to insert it into my arm."

The white fox on my shoulder ignored his crying, stretched out his claws to scratch the hair on his body, licked his claws and blew it, jumped into my arms and shrank and went to sleep.

I really didn't expect that the fierce prisoner just now was so fragile that he was like a child after being stabbed.

It seems that he is a hypocritical person who is used to pretending to be himself. He is vicious on the surface and weak on the inside. It is simply too different.

I also confirmed that he was a person with darkness on his face.

I wasn't talking, I went closer to him.

He was filled with tears in his eyes, and he grinned and watched me walk over. He took a few steps back in fear: "Don't move, don't come over, what are you going to do?"

I had already arrived beside him and squatted on the ground. I pressed his shoulder with one hand, held the sharp knife handle of his right arm inserted into the flesh with the other hand, and pulled it hard.

Pup puff puff, the knife must have blood, and a stream of blood from a fountain spurted out from the wound, and he screamed in pain.

"What are you doing, do you want to kill me? Do whatever you want to kill me and torture me."

I ignored him, removed the strip of rags on his chest and bandaged the wound deep in his left arm, which was visible to the bones: "I won't kill you, but the police will definitely catch you."

After bandaging him, I ignored him and went into the carriage and found an open space to sit down, close my eyes and rest.

His knife was placed next to me, and I was afraid that this kid would take the back while I was resting and wanted to hurt someone with a weapon.

I might be too tired and fell asleep in a drowsy way.

The person sitting on the ground had a cold light flashing in his eyes and only he could understand the muttering in his mouth.

"Boy, you injured me with a knife. If you are helping me draw a knife and bandage the wound, we will level it? Is this a little too simple?"

He walked over step by step, heard my snoring sound, and confirmed that I was asleep, and looked at the white fox sleeping soundly in my arms.

He gritted his teeth and picked up the sharp knife with his blood from me.

"Fox, you little beast, I want you to be buried with your master to die."

The sharp knife came quickly, stabbing my chest, and aimed at the white fox in my arms lying outside. He wanted to have a candied haws with one stone.

Both Baihu and I were asleep. I don’t know why we slept so well this time, and we didn’t notice that he was ruthless at once.

At this moment, the train arrived at the stop and the sound of the police car whistling.

The man was startled: "What's the situation? My God is there with the police."

"If you don't have to run away, if you want to be caught by the police, I will definitely be shot to the execution ground."

It turned out that this man was a murderer who robbed the house. After being arrested, he was educated to go abroad for labor reform. Taking advantage of the juncture of other criminals' verbal control, he jumped onto the train heading to Changbai Mountain, Jilin, Northeast China and ran away.

The man, who had a blood-stained knife in his hand, pushed open the train door, jumped off the train and was about to escape while the night was shining.

But he didn't expect that the headlights on the roof of the police carport outside were turned on, and it was illuminated within fifty meters, as if it were during the day. Even if a needle fell from the ground, it would be possible to see clearly.

The voices of policemen rang around: "Don't move! Sun Hai, you have already killed someone, and you have escaped from the prison while the chaos is in trouble. You should put down your weapons and surrender and strive for leniency."

The criminal Sun Hai was also scared, but he didn't expect that the police dispatched as many as 100 people.

This scene had completely shocked him, and he had no choice but to raise his hands above his head.

But under the light, the bloody knife in his hand was displayed in the eyes of all the policemen.

I don’t know if it was the policeman who shouted: “It’s not good that this kid has blood on his knife. He may have just killed someone.”

If a serious prisoner who is sentenced to murder someone, he can be shot and killed on the spot if he escapes from prison and kills him once.

Bang bang bang bang bang, gunshots everywhere I was woken up, and I sneaked to the car door and was caught by the electric power from the bullets. I didn't listen to the whole body and twitched, and the prisoner Sun Hai was still shouting for explanation in my mouth.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot! I didn't kill anyone, the knife is my blood, I don't want to die."

The criminal Sun Hai was about to die of death. He used all his strength to stiffen his neck and turned back to look like he was already slowly driving in the train and peeked at me, "You come out to prove that you didn't come out to prove that I didn't kill anyone? I... will be looking for you."

The criminal Sun Hai was beaten into an hourglass all over, and blood kept spraying in the bullet holes on his body, and he died of anger.

But his head was always looking at me, and I could say that I could see from his eyes that I could not die with my eyes.

When the train walked away, the police looked at his knife and the blood on the knife, as well as the traces of his knife stabbing.

Although he was sure that he did not kill, the murderer could be executed on the spot in a bad situation.

The police left behind a forensic doctor and called his family to claim the body, which was a perfect end.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!