The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the woman wearing gold glasses in front of him.
The latter's body was covered with wounds, but he still looked at the old man with a friendly smile as if he didn't feel anything.
"I just want to sit and chat with you, but unfortunately the train will always arrive at the station."
"Don't you understand the form yet? You are really confused."
The woman slowly stretched out her hand and handed the gold-rimmed glasses to the child who ran over. Then she stood up in despair and silently walked away.
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The child put on gold-rimmed glasses, looked up at Lu Zhishou, and spoke in a childish voice.
"Such a perfect doll is really hard to make."
"But I am a doctor and can make every doll perfect."
"Do you still think there's nothing I can do if I can restrain just one or two puppets?"
"Teacher, you...ha, you are indeed too old."
The child smiled and patted Lu Zhi's head.
The latter said nothing, took out the pipe pot from his pocket, slowly lit it, and took a puff.
The smoke spit out from Lu Zhishou's mouth is black.
——
"call…"
When passing the mother and son, Wang Jin deliberately slowed down and passed them by.
He even accidentally touched the mother's handbag.
The other party apologized very politely and took the handbag back.
This made Wang Jin feel ashamed.
Of course, there was still no pause in the action of taking out the shotgun.
He has no such thing as morality, and he has no psychological burden if he points a gun at women and children.
As long as you don't pull the trigger, everything can be treated as if it never happened.
Snap.
Alice takes her place.
Perhaps just looking at the appearance, this gun looks more like an exquisite handicraft.
But coupled with the amazing aura exuding from the user, no one would doubt its power.
"Shh."
Wang Jin narrowed his eyes, and cold murderous intent slowly filled the air.
Perhaps because he had faced the giant dragon directly, his evil dragon appearance had changed.
From the original dragon phantom, it became a real giant dragon phantom.
The feeling of oppression that followed increased exponentially.
Wang Jin didn't even need to take the initiative to release him to silence others.
Alice brought enough deterrence, and the evil dragon appearance prevented the hostages from screaming.
Quite suitable for the ability to do evil.
Seeing Wang Jin take out the shotgun, his mother's smile suddenly froze on her face.
She looked at the white-haired young man in confusion and asked what she wanted to ask.
But he couldn't speak because his body was trembling, so he could only slowly lift his handbag while protecting his son behind him.
The next second, the child stood in front of Wang Jin's gun without hesitation. His original awkward expression disappeared, replaced by fear and anger.
He was afraid that Wang Jin would hurt his mother and was angry that he could not protect his mother.
"Look, family ties are very valuable, so don't quarrel with your mother."
Wang Jin reached out and patted the child on the shoulder, then waved at them with the shotgun.
"Have a nice day."
Then turned and left.
The mother and son were left standing there, their eyes dull.
The next second, the shadow boiled.
Xiao Hei appeared silently and broke their necks.
The mother and son just fell on the seats, as if they were asleep.
No one was alarmed.
This is the identification method that Wang Jin came up with.
The whole train is filled with doctors...either he has a clone, or some of the passengers are his minions.
If it's the former, the doctor has already given him a spiral pill.
What Wang Jin needs to do is to find the enemy among the passengers.
The special structure of the train means that if you miss one, you will be stabbed in the face when dealing with the doctor.
The smell would spread, and Hu Xiaobei could not tell which passengers were ordinary people who were contaminated by the smell, and which were the doctor's subordinates...or puppets.
Wang Jin knew it very well.
Normal people have mood swings, and they will show uneasiness no matter how they act.
Only a psychopath like a doctor can be flawless like that.
Of course, there are pros and cons.
Maybe the doctor knows how to react to each identity, but he himself lacks certain emotions.
Such as fear.
Without fear, there would be no rejoicing in surviving the disaster, and no crying and crying accusations.
Maybe he wouldn't be exposed at gunpoint.
But the moment Wang Jin puts down the gun, his true emotions will be revealed.
The little black mirror ghost will kill it silently at this time.
This is a game of man and ghost.
Wang Jin only had to play the role of a soft-hearted robber who gave up halfway through the robbery.
The moment he put down the gun, the thankfulness that flashed in his eyes was that of a human being, and the murderous intent that flashed in his eyes was that of a ghost.
Of course, doctors cannot sit still and wait for death.
Wang Jin needs to get rid of as many of these ghosts as possible before something unexpected happens.
——
"Teacher...is that a complaint of a hundred people?"
The child wearing gold-rimmed glasses pointed to Lu Zhishou's cigarette pouch and asked curiously.
"Just fragments."
Lu Zhichang puffed out black smoke from his mouth.
As a result, the child's eyes, ears, mouth and nose began to gush out thick black liquid, and his whole body began to dry up rapidly.
The doctor raised his eyebrows nonchalantly.
"Sure enough, the big piece is in Wang Jin's hand."
"Unknowingly, this little guy has gotten so many things."
"Teacher, it's very difficult for you to achieve your goal."
"How does it feel to have twenty years of planning disrupted by someone else's interference?"
The child had almost turned into a human skin, but he still stared at Lu Zhishou and spoke slowly.
Snap.
The old man knocked his pipe and pot and spoke slowly.
"You think I lost?"
"Isn't it?"
The child slumped in the seat, like a deflated basketball.
"Little white grave, hundreds of people's hatred, no bones, zombie blood."
"I know of four alone."
"Wu Tong, Lu Zhui, Pao Jia, Kong E."
"Two of the Ten Evils obeyed him, and two were imprisoned."
"What do you rely on? Is it the life-changing formation?"
The child smiled, his voice hoarse and low.
"Speaking of which... I would also like to thank you for your formation, otherwise this child's abilities would not be so perfectly integrated with mine."
"Ah...thinking about it this way, you should have similar abilities, why not use it? The so-called dignity of a heavenly master?"
"Teacher, you have my flesh and blood in your body, and your destiny is in my body."
"We should cooperate."
"It's not domination, it's cooperation."
"What happened back then was my fault, and I apologize to you."
"Teacher, let's join forces?"
Human Skin slowly stretched out his hand, trying to leave a palm print on Lu Zhishou.
Snap, snap.
Lu Zhishou listened to the doctor's words in silence, and then knocked the ashes on the table.
For a long time, he grinned softly.
Then there was laughter and wild laughter.
He was laughing at how shameless his most proud student was, even saying such things in order to turn himself into a puppet.
The human skin also grinned, as if he wanted to laugh too.
It's a pity that a little soot fell lightly, but it seemed to be of great weight.
Human skin melts like ice and snow.
The other puppets froze in place at the same time.
The soul was torn apart, and the puppet knelt down and trembled at the same time.
The old man stood up slowly and walked to the car at the end.
——
Car connection.
Hu Ling held Du Kang's hand, glanced at the seemingly innocent passengers, and took a deep breath.
Then he stepped forward and prepared to rush forward.
"stop!"
The young man grabbed the wrist that was about to fall, and his whole body was staggered two steps by the huge force.
"Wang Jin?" Hu Ling raised his eyebrows and said in appreciation: "You move very quickly."
"Um."
Wang Jin nodded and closed the blood-stained glass door to isolate the screams and howls behind him.
For some reason, all the puppets were kneeling down and wailing at the same time.
After confirming the situation, Wang Jin quickly seized the opportunity.
Shotguns and nailed swords alternated, and the fields were littered with corpses in a matter of seconds.
Unfortunately, the impact on other passengers was too great.
They were vomiting and running around, and some were planning to commit suicide by jumping out of the car.
Fortunately, Hu Xiaobei was able to control these people briefly.
But the little girl had to stay at the crime scene temporarily.
"Where's Hu Huo?"
Wang Jin glanced around and asked.
He could actually roughly guess this woman's method of judgment.
When a big star walks on the road, those who look at her are people, and those who don't look at her are ghosts.
It's simple and crude, but the accuracy is ridiculously high.
After all, doctors are not star-struck, and their judgment of beauty and ugliness seems to be different from that of normal people.
But Hu Ling hasn't taken action until now, so there is obviously something wrong with the plan.
"well…"
Hu Ling sighed.
"The owner of this puppet seems to be a movie buff."
"He quickly recognized Hu Huo's face and made the puppet react like a passenger."
"Hu Huo went to think of other solutions."
"I plan to use my memory to find those people who were kneeling and shaking just now, and chop them down bit by bit."
Hu Ling raised the long sword in his hand.
"Movie lover?"
Wang Jin touched his chin and grinned softly.
No wonder the doctor can imitate the movements and expressions of these puppets so vividly.
He should be watching movies like crazy during this time to make up for this shortcoming.
To him, the so-called expression is just the twisting of muscles and the movement of eyeballs.
Doctors never make mistakes in this area.
And it just so happened that the doctor could recognize Hu Huo because of his extensive film base.
Although in the doctor's eyes she is still muscle tissue covered in human skin.
But with a little discernment, you can still find the differences.
So Hu Huo's great idea met with failure.
"How about it, do you want to chop it together?"
"I'll point it out to you...probably this person, this person, and..."
Hu Ling reached out and counted back and forth, and the sword in his hand roared excitedly.