The sound of steam roared from far to near, and the train station built in the middle of the wilderness was like an isolated island in the ocean.
The delayed train roared into the platform, and the entire station was immediately enveloped in a white steam.
On the platform, passengers waiting for the shuttle bus were communicating with each other, but when they saw a group of gun-wielding thugs in suits and leather collars, they all chose to avoid them.
This group of people did not look like ordinary gangsters, but more like bodyguards. After the train stopped and stabilized, they moved in an orderly manner and occupied the entrance and exit of a VIP carriage, clearing the way for their employer who had chartered the carriage.
Other passengers boarded the train one after another. However, for some unknown reason, the train that was supposed to stop for only fifteen minutes stopped for almost half an hour and did not start.
Just when other second-class passengers started to complain, the belated guest appeared on the platform.
He is a burly man, wearing a flat cap, a black short cape coat, round-frame sunglasses on his face, and a serious smile.
"Mr. Hoffman... why are you here alone? Where is Mr. Thomas?" the leader of the bodyguards asked the middle-aged man in sunglasses.
The man stared straight ahead and replied coldly: "I gave him a suggestion. He will find other ways to get to Dandelion."
"What? Then why are we here to greet Mr. Thomas?" The leader looked surprised.
"Thomas trusts me...so do you still have any nonsense? Is it time for us to set off?"
The man in sunglasses was condescending. These bodyguards knew the man's status in Thomas's heart. No one dared to say another word and respectfully welcomed him into the VIP carriage.
The train hadn't started yet, and as soon as the man in sunglasses took his seat, he immediately asked the waiter to open a bottle of wine for him, then leaned against the window and stared at the barren highlands in the distance.
"What a disgusting land..."
He muttered in disgust, and took out a golden chain from his pocket, with a very beautiful crystal tied to the other end of the chain.
The man in sunglasses held the top of the chain and let the crystal hang down naturally, pulling it firmly until it was completely still.
Then, he closed his eyes, relaxed wholeheartedly, murmured to himself, and read out a question in a low voice.
"Is there any obstacle to Thomas Cornwall's schedule today?
Is there any danger in Thomas Cornwall's trip today?"
……
After changing the questions several times, he held it firmly without moving, but the pendulum crystal magically began to spin counterclockwise.
The man in sunglasses opened his eyes to see this scene, and took the props back with satisfaction. At this time, the waiter had brought the wine, the train started, and the sound of steam gradually moved away from the platform.
"Very good...the results of the divination are very ideal." The man in sunglasses began to feel relieved.
He admired the scenery outside the window and sipped wine quietly without saying anything to the bodyguards in the carriage.
Ten minutes later, the train suddenly jolted violently, and someone's screams were mixed with the sound of explosions from the car behind.
Panic suddenly appeared on the face of the man in sunglasses. He stretched out his head and looked behind him, and found that dozens of horses were chasing the train crazily, and almost a gangster on each horse was shooting at the train!
The bodyguards fought back against the horse bandits in an open carriage. The two sides exchanged fierce fire, resulting in numerous casualties.
You will encounter a robbery train!
The man in sunglasses never expected such a thing to happen. Only now did he suddenly realize that he had always been concerned about Thomas's safety and even used divination to persuade him to change his travel method. However, he had not done divination for himself.
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The horse bandits outside appeared almost suddenly. There were too many of them, far more than the bodyguards on the car. Several bandits had already jumped on the carriage and started to move towards the VIP compartment.
The man in sunglasses felt frightened. He rummaged through his luggage at a loss and found a 20-round pistol inside.
"Sir, I want to give Mr. Thomas a gift. Can you help me bring it to him?"
The waiter who had served the wine suddenly came over and looked at the man in sunglasses with a smile.
The latter raised his head and looked at the waiter in front of him in surprise. There was no trace of panic on his face.
"Gift? What gift?"
Bang!!!
A bullet hit the man in sunglasses directly in the forehead. He instantly fell back and did not say a second sentence.
"You are the gift I want to give Thomas..." As soon as the waiter finished speaking, he quickly fired three shots at the back of the carriage, killing all the bodyguards who were fighting with the horse bandits there...
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The smell of corruption poured into his nose, and Victor slowly woke up from a brief coma.
Falling from the cracked floor, he did not cause ripples in the swamp, but fell into a large pit five or six meters deep.
Fortunately, the bottom of the pit is a pool with thick soft mud. If it were a hard rock, he would probably lose his arm or leg.
The surrounding water keeps pouring into the deep pit, and goes deep into a deep cave along a narrow tunnel at the bottom.
Victor climbed up from the mud, his face covered with mud.
He heard the sound of running water in his ears and reached out to wipe the mud off his eyelids. When he opened his eyes, he could only see some faint light above his head.
"What the fuck..."
After briefly measuring the height and touching the rock wall that was very slippery because of the moss, Victor knew that it would be impossible for him to climb out without tools.
Just when he was anxious, the flying insects in the ground were frightened into flying insects, and bats or something else flew past him in swarms.
Victor was startled, and his eyes could barely detect a certain black and white color mixed in the group of flying insects.
It was a butterfly...a butterfly with distinct wings, one white and one black. Its wings vibrated and danced, and at first glance it looked like a Tai Chi diagram in mid-air.
Butterfly?
Victor thought of the pair of sex cards hanging in his horseback backpack.
The appearance of the butterfly in front of him is so similar to the "Butterfly" card he drew not long ago!
The black and white butterfly flew along the flowing water into a dark tunnel, where the wind was flowing. Victor realized that there might be an exit, so he followed the butterfly carefully into the tunnel.
After taking just two steps, he couldn't see the road ahead clearly.
It was too dangerous. He wanted to go back and wait for rescue, but when he turned around, he saw that the road he came from was also dark, and the faint light was gone! The tunnels in front and behind were all plunged into darkness.
"What's going on? I just took two steps."
Victor noticed something strange, but he didn't go deep at all. There should be a light behind it.
Suddenly, in the invisible tunnel, mist with a slight white glow rose.
The mist came from nowhere and only spread below Victor's knees, but it brought a faint light and covered the ground. It immediately reminded him of the mist outside the woodland in his dream.
As he stared at the soles of his feet, a dense flutter of wings sounded. Victor felt his trousers shaking, and the next moment, countless butterflies with black and white wings rushed out from the white mist that filled the area below his knees, flew into the air, and flapped.
The wings fly forward.
There was a noisy sound of water in front of him. Victor put down his hands to cover his face and looked up. A waterfall flowing down three thousand feet hung at the end of the cave.
The white mist at his feet diffused from the bottom of the waterfall, and behind the rapid falling water, some square words surprised Victor.
He took a closer look and confirmed that he had read it correctly. On the stone wall behind it, there were densely packed "Chinese characters" carved on it!
