The person who was stabbed fell to the ground and twitched, and he didn't even have time to cover his neck. His body was slanted towards the carriage with blood and a moment later he died. His eyes, whose pupils had not yet dissipated, were full of horror.

He thought he was fine, but he never thought that he had no chance to scream or be afraid, and the god of death had taken him away.

These are all subordinates of Cyril. They look very powerful when they use guns to target the civilians, but the hands of special forces are full of embroidered pillows.

There are also powerful black forces in Molaben, otherwise how could they dare to fight with the government? But obviously, the bandits explained by Xia Jinyuan belong to the category of minions. They don’t need to spend too much effort, just be careful and cautious to solve the problem.

Just as Xia Jinyuan pushed the bandit into the track, several screams filled with horror came from the front. Xia Jinyuan, whose face suddenly looked dark, didn't even bother to wipe the blood on his face, and quickly went in the direction of the screaming source.

It was a little late. The black forces of Molaben, who could even kill even the police, were crazy about picking up the gun in their hands and sweeping at more than a dozen train station staff.

Suddenly, there was a wailing inside the entire carriage, and blood flowed all over the ground.

This is the staff at the train station who are caring for all the locomotives. They saw the gangsters coming with guns so scared that they all hid in the open carriage. They didn't know that because the hammer that my colleague was carrying casually fell off, the "clang" sound made all of them die.

Xia Jinyuan's heart seemed to be hit hard by a huge rock, and his chest was full of anger, heavy and painful.

After the shots, the guys got out of the car one by one. Xia Jinyuan took a look. There were three in total. He approached along the track and heard the sounds he had heard at the auction a few days ago, full of violent roars, "Do you know what you have done by dogs and wolves? Do you know?"

"I think you are impatient and still quibbling in front of me! Don't think that your brother died to save Cyril, you can do whatever he wants! Say! Where have you hidden them! Hand them all over!"

"I will plead for your brother and for your honesty, I will plead for you to Cyril and save your life! Dog bastard, this is your last chance!"

The bald man kicked and scolded Will in anger. What surprised Xia Jinyuan was that this guy actually knew Will, and Will's brother saved Cyril.

Will, who was beaten to the point where he curled up his body, gritted his teeth, and even if he hit his face and his mouth swollen, he didn't speak.

The head was so angry that he was furious, "You damn bastard, are you trying to betray us? Hit me, and hit him until he speaks, and then hello with a bullet if he doesn't speak!"

Listening to the sound, Xia Jinyuan slowly retreated again, then picked up one of the rifles that had been destroyed, pulled out the magazine and took a look, put it back with a "click", and leaned against the front again.

Then, he was agile and climbed onto the top of the train car after a few strokes and slowly crawled forward until he could quickly kill these targets.

Lift the gun, aim, and pull the trigger. The continuous sound of gunfire sounds were like the sound of explosions of fireworks. "Bang bang...bang bang bang..." The bullets swept over, and there was no need to be a false bullet.

The first ones fell down were not those little minions, but bald heads. A bullet from Xia Jinyuan directly made a gap in the back of his head.
Chapter completed!