Leonard shouted softly, and then blew the brass whistle gently.
The train shimmering with gloomy green light came from the void and ran over the crowd.
The reformed people ran away wailing, but they could not escape death after all.
The driver pulled the switch and tried to sound the whistle, but saw Leonard's silence gesture.
"Shh!!!"
Leonard waved his hand with a serious look on his face.
A thick arm stretched out from the cockpit, gave Leonard a middle finger, and then obediently released the whistle switch.
"Wang Jin didn't tell me what he wanted me to do."
Liu Qing watched the cautiously moving ghost train from a distance, with a trace of dissatisfaction flashing across her charming face.
After thinking about it carefully, Liu Qing suddenly understood Wang Jin's intention.
The strength of Doom's ability is related to the number and strength of the residents around him. In the past, he was causing trouble.
"Did you consider my feelings and not tell me directly? You are such a gentle brother."
A smile appeared on Liu Qing's face, and then she stretched out her hand to support her head.
——
"Brother Dalong, are you okay?"
"Okay, that's it. Brother and sister-in-law, can you two stay away from me?"
Zhang Dalong stammered with his upper and lower teeth chattering.
"Ah ha, sorry."
The gentle man smiled apologetically, and then took his wife and children away from everyone.
"You! Ah——!"
The screams stopped suddenly. The man lowered his head and saw the fourth child who was once again frozen into an ice sculpture.
As soon as he recovered his upper body, he was frozen again by the Wangwang family who suddenly appeared.
"My elder brother taught me to make last cuts."
Zhang Dalong scratched his head, then walked around the Wangwang family and kicked the ice sculpture to pieces.
Along the way, Wang Jin often taught them his dirty tricks of piercing the eyes and pulling back the hair.
Although Zhang Dalong is not very smart, he can learn these things very easily. Maybe it has something to do with his profession.
——
"Huh... something doesn't seem right. I feel like I've come a long way. Why haven't I met a single reformer?"
The black mist on Doom's body shook, and he noticed something unusual.
"No. 1, do you have any clues?"
"Wang Jin is here too."
The reformer on the side slowly opened his mouth and expressed his opinion.
"Is that so?"
Doom nodded thoughtfully.
What No. 1 said makes sense. If he really went the wrong way, he wouldn't have met Wang Jin by chance along the way... right?
He suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.
After thinking for a moment, Doom chose to trust his own transformer.
After all, every modified person is made by himself, and he even has an impression of No. 1’s face.
"Cough, cough..."
A figure suddenly ran out in the distance, and it didn't look like Wang Jin.
The figure looked up, and Doom saw his face clearly.
"Number two!"
Walking forward quickly, Doomyun wanted to confirm the other party's situation.
"He tortured me."
"I, escaped..."
"protect you."
Just three sentences made Jinxun's nose sore.
He hadn't experienced this feeling of being protected for a long time.
Neither his alcoholic and violent father nor his submissive and zombie-like mother had ever given him such a sense of security.
The funny thing is that the first person who gave him this sense of security was a beggar.
"Ah... I really miss it."
Doomyun slowly lifted up No. 2 in front of him, and then suddenly felt a chill in his lower abdomen.
A fruit knife passed through the black fog and stabbed straight into his stomach.
Then he twisted it hard, doubling the time it took for the wound to heal, and at the same time strangled his intestines.
No. 2's face slowly distorted, turning into Wang Jin's smiling face.
The smile is so warm and sunny, but it makes people shudder.
"If you don't use your brain, how could the person in my hands escape?"
Speaking slowly into Doomyun's ear, Wang Jin seemed to enjoy the way the other person collapsed a little bit.
"This is too perverted."
Wang Jin, squatting in the shadows, rubbed his temples.
Wangcai, who played himself, did exactly what Wang Jin said and smiled brightly.
But this behavior of laughing and stabbing people at the same time seems...even more terrifying?
"Cough cough cough..."
Misfortune was breathing hard, and the throbbing pain in his abdomen made him uncomfortable.
"Be careful next time."
Wang Jin smiled and pulled out the knife, then disappeared with a smile.
Only the bloody hole in the belly of Doom that penetrated the black mist proved that Wang Jin had just arrived.
"You even tell people in person that there will be a next time. I think it's too much."
Wang Jin scratched his head and suddenly felt a little sorry.
From God's perspective, he could clearly see the changes in Doom's expression. Wang Jin suddenly felt that the other person did not look like a treacherous and evil person.
Unfortunately, this is all that can be done for now.
There is no difference between big, medium or small evil. In order to survive, Wang Jin had to fight to the death with him.
When Wang Cai first took action, Wang Jin saw a determined expression on Doom Luck's face, and then crazily devoured the black mist.
As his breath surged, he was also losing vitality visibly to the naked eye.
Obviously, this is a dead end tactic.
Therefore, Wang Jin does not plan to kill Doom Luck directly, but will find a way to continuously weaken the combat effectiveness.
——
"It hurts so much..."
Doom knelt on the ground, holding his stomach and struggling.
It seems that he has not yet adapted to Kaidan's infinitely resurrected body.
Although the body is in pain, Doom's brain is still very flexible.
What puzzles Doom is that in the face of such a big event, No. 1 actually remained silent.
"not..."
For a moment, misfortune began to occur in my mind, thinking about the worst possible outcome.
Turning around to look with an uneasy feeling, he happened to see No. 1 dragging the unconscious No. 2 over slowly.
"This is real."
Number 1 pointed to Number 2 on the ground.
Doom looked at him and carefully identified his identity.
The appearance of No. 2 was also familiar to him. He was a middle-aged man with good cooking skills.
Before receiving the doctor's medicine, Doom and he were even friends.
Unfortunately, being betrayed by a friend is far more heartbreaking than being betrayed by a stranger.
Therefore, No. 2 has long joined the side against Doom and is always ready to kill him.
Of course, it was bad luck that won in the end, but he couldn't be happy no matter what.
From that day on, there were more people transformed by misfortune.
"Maybe it's the feelings in your bones?"
Doomsday thought about it and realized that nothing actually happened between the two of them, and it was worth letting the other person protect him at all times.
Even this kind of protection that involves risking one's life.
This is so abnormal.
That is to say...
There's something wrong with this body.
After thinking for a moment, Doom reached out and easily tore off the opponent's head, then threw it far away.
"Phew, I did it."
Wang Jin, who was quietly watching from a distance, clapped his hands happily.
He finally succeeded in getting Doom to kill a Cyborg himself.
Next, as long as the situation remains unchanged, Wang Jin is even confident that Doom will kill all his men.