Taking the ordinary passage, they will lead to Paarl Town and enter their world.
Only by taking the VIP channel can they buy tickets with their rings and go to another platform to take the train to the next station.
Jing Jiaren didn't want to stay in Paarl Town at all and didn't want to deal with these living dead.
Obviously, Leng Lintian had the same idea as her. He led the way and quickly approached the group of cloaked men.
Since everyone was wearing cloaks and it was quite empty, no one would notice them unless they looked carefully.
Several conductors were pushed off the platform and fell into the tracks under the train.
Someone in a cloak has already forced himself onto the train.
Jing Jiaren's hand was held tightly by Leng Lintian in the dark...
She didn't have time to shake him off, only to feel the darkness in front of her eyes as she walked into the group of cloaked men.
Years of hunger have made them thin and thin. They probably all know that they look ugly, scary, and cannot be seen in public. They usually wear cloaks and black clothes when going out.
But after all, they are different from normal people. They don't have much flesh on their bodies, and their empty cloaks will collapse if they lean against them.
Leng Lintian held Jing Jiaren's hand and held Leng Jiaren's arms on the other side, trying to walk on the edge and moving slowly.
Although Leng Jiaren still looked confused about the situation - at least she had inherited Jing Jiaren's genes and was not stupid. She knew that she couldn't talk or fall behind at this time, so she was extra vigilant.
At this time, people who had already entered the carriage found that the VIP area was empty. Jing Jiaren and the others had already left.
They soon discovered that the train was under the blocking iron door.
When Jing Jia and Leng Lintian were halfway outside the encirclement, suddenly there was an angry cooing sound from the front of the train.
"Gone... they... escaped... left..."
The hoarse voice, as if it had been sharply polished by stone, screamed angrily.
A man who looked like the leader of the cloaked men stood at the door of the train, holding out his two bamboo hands angrily: "We can't... let... them... escape!"
Probably because they work underground all year round and have little time to speak, it is so difficult for them to make a sound.
You have become accustomed to silence, so your language skills have deteriorated a bit, right?
In order to prevent them from thinking and colluding with each other to cause riots, they were strictly prohibited from speaking when they were working.
Anyone caught will taste the big whip.
In order to survive, many cloaked people gradually lost their consciousness and became numb like machines, only to work over and over again.
But there are also smart people who keep their minds awake at all times and want to escape from this hell...
Just like the leader, he has ideas, so he can become their commander.
"They...got off the train...must be between...us..."
When he sent out such a message, it was like a drop of water falling into a pan of oil, and the cloaked crowd instantly began to boil.
Leng Lintian's pace was obviously accelerating.
"Get...get them!"
The cloaked people looked at each other angrily. They were all wearing such cloaks and coats. No one knew anyone, and they didn’t know where to arrest them?
The leader suddenly pulled open his cloak and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Open the hat...open it all..."
Jing Jiaren's back became even stiffer. This leader had some brains and knew that taking off his hat would expose the enemy.