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Chapter 175 The Blonde Man

In the southern district of Constantinople City, the area where the train station is located.

With the help of steam trains, Constantinople City cooperated with other cities in business and trade, buying scarce materials and selling self-produced materials, forming an exchange of materials.

Carrying a suitcase, Felin walked towards a steam train parked on the train station platform, with a black front and dark red carriage.

He was preparing to take the train to Pegg City.

In the restaurant, his conversation with Ivy was to draw out the guilt, but the content of the conversation was true.

He was indeed sent to Peg City to help the local security bureau in Peg City solve unsolvable mysterious incidents.

Lindy's plan is not just to draw out the agents of the Security Bureau. Drawing out the agents of the Security Bureau is just the beginning of the plan. After that, there are more plan contents.

For this reason, Mireille Ashford was even deliberately allowed to spread the news without intercepting it.

"VIP Room No. 5, Carriage 3."

Showing his ticket to the female conductor, Felin boarded the train.

As a member of the Security Bureau and a captain, it is naturally impossible to arrange ordinary seats for a business trip. Instead, we arrange higher-grade VIP rooms.

Pushing open the door of VIP Room No. 5, Felin looked at VIP Room No. 5.

This is a double room with a bed on each side. In addition, there is a foldable dining table, chairs, coffee table and matching tea sets.

Like the soft sleeper in the previous life, although the space is not large, it has a lot of utensils, basically everything you will use during the trip.

I heard that there is a VIP room with a higher standard. The entire private room is owned by one person, and there is even a separate bathroom where you can go to the toilet and take a shower.

However, his level is not high enough for the government to arrange such a private room. As for him spending his own money to buy such a private room ticket, he is naturally reluctant to do so.

After finding his bed, Felin threw his bag on the bed, unfolded the foldable seat beside the bed, took out a book and read it.

The speed of steam trains is between 60 kilometers and 80 kilometers per hour. The distance between Constant and Peg is more than 300 miles, which is more than 500 kilometers.

Calculated, the ride will take about 8 hours, and we will arrive in Peg City at 4 or 5 pm. Naturally, we need to find something to occupy our time after such a long time.

Creak!

The door to the private room was pushed open, and a blond man carrying a briefcase walked in.

The fabric of the clothes and pants on his body is a fabric that is very popular among the upper class. It is not cheap. The blond man must have some assets.

The blond man had no intention of getting to know Felin, so he gave Felin a slight nod as a greeting.

Felin nodded slightly in response. He also had no intention of making friends with the blond man.

If he was still opening a laboratory, he would definitely find a way to get to know the blond man and develop a potential customer for himself. Of course, there is no need now.

Whoops, whoops!

The locomotive of the steam train emitted black smoke, then began to slowly start, getting faster and faster, and finally stabilized at a speed between 60 kilometers per hour and 80 kilometers per hour.

The No. 5 private room where Feilin and the blond man were located was quiet. Only during the flight, the female flight attendant came in with boiling water and made a pot of tea for each of them.

Time passed unknowingly, and at noon, the female flight attendant arrived with a dining cart and brought lunch for the two of them.

Naturally, it cannot be compared with the lunch at the Security Bureau restaurant, but it is still edible, at least not unpalatable.

After finishing his lunch, Felin sat by the window and looked at the scenery outside the train.

After the blond man finished his lunch, he stood up and walked out of the private room.

Arriving at the end of the carriage near the toilet, the blond man took out a cigar and lit one.

After taking a deep breath, I immediately felt refreshed and comfortable, blowing out smoke rings from my mouth.

Near the toilet, there was a dark-haired man who was also smoking a cigar.

Seeing the blond man who was also smoking a cigar, the black-haired man came closer, glanced at the cigar that the blond man took out, and said with a smile.

"Your cigars are of high quality!"

"good."

Faced with the black-haired man's conversation, the blond man said perfunctorily.

The black-haired man didn't take it seriously. He finished smoking his cigar and walked towards the toilet, seemingly preparing to enter the toilet.

The blond man moved his body to the side to make way for the black-haired man.

But the black-haired man suddenly stopped when he was close to the blond man, and grabbed the blond man's throat at an extremely fast speed.

Katcha!

With a crisp sound, the blond man's throat was crushed, and he was killed before he could even scream.

The black-haired man opened the toilet next to him, grabbed the blond man's body, and quickly entered the toilet.

Not long after, a man walked out of the toilet. He was not a black-haired man, but the blond man who had been killed just now.

The blond man walked towards Private Room No. 5 slowly and slowly, pushed the door open and walked in.

"Mr. Cook, can you lend me the newspaper you were reading earlier?"

Seeing the blond man coming in, Felin greeted the blond man.

"okay."

The blond man glanced at his bed and quickly found a newspaper on the bed.

He picked up the newspaper and was about to walk over and hand it to Felin.

"Which organization sent you here?"

Facing the blond man approaching, Felin's face turned cold and he asked.

He had no communication with the blond man in the private room, so naturally he couldn't call the blond man by his name.

The blond man didn't feel anything unusual, naturally because he was no longer the blond man.

The reason why he had doubts about the identity of the blond man was because not long ago, he sensed extraordinary power fluctuations.

The Eye of Appraisal has reached the tenth level, and his perception of extraordinary power is extremely keen. Although the fluctuations of extraordinary power are very slight, he is still aware of it.

Whoosh!

Not knowing where he was exposed, the blond man had murderous intent in his eyes. He turned his hand and a dagger appeared in his hand, and he quickly pounced on Felin.

Although his identity was exposed, the other party was also careless.

The secret arts practiced by the other party are the mysterious spear and the eye of identification. Neither of these two secret arts are body-strengthening secret arts.

Being so close to him without using a gun, his life was no longer in his hands.

Facing the blond man stabbing fiercely with a dagger, Felin's expression did not appear panicked.

Before being stabbed by the blond man's dagger, he sidestepped the blond man's dagger and struck the blond man's face with his right hand like a poisonous snake.

The blond man hurriedly ducked to avoid Felin's right hand.

At this time, Felin's left hand attacked the blond man like a poisonous snake, and the blond man quickly dodged again.

The blond man and Felin quickly exchanged blows, and they exchanged blows several times in a very short period of time.

To be precise, the blond man dodged one after another under Feilin's attacks. He could only dodge but not backhand.

The more they fought, the more puzzled the blond man became.

It is recorded in the data that the secret skills practiced by Felin Sox are the mysterious spear and the eye of identification, and he does not have extremely strong physical fitness.

But the Felin Socks in front of him not only had a strong physical fitness that was no worse than that of the sixth-level man, but also had extremely high fighting skills. He was actually suppressed at a disadvantage.

He seriously suspected that the Felin Sox in front of him was someone else pretending to be him.

Sudden.

Felin's legs kicked towards the blond man like a whip. Faced with this sudden attack, the blond man had no time to dodge.

Peng!

There was a pain in my waist, and I was kicked flying around, hitting the train carriage with a muffled sound.

The window glass was shattered by the impact, and the iron floor of the car was also slightly dented.


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