Ye Chong thanked him, left the convenience store in a hurry, and rushed straight to the ticket gate.
Seeing that the ticket inspector was about to turn around and leave, he immediately shouted softly and handed the ticket forward.
"No delivery allowed." The ticket inspector gave Ye Chong a cold look, then took the ticket and cut it.
"I'm not going to the station," Ye Chong was a little confused and took the ticket, "I'm taking the bus."
"I didn't say anything about you." The ticket inspector is a woman in her thirties, short and fat, with a look of being arrogant.
"I won't see him off either," the weird old man's voice sounded close to Ye Chong's back, "I'll see him off here."
Whoosh!
All the hairs on Ye Chong's body stood up, a chill swept through his body, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.
The next moment, he didn't even look back and hurried straight to the platform.
In fact, Ye Chong originally wanted to be polite to the weird old man, but the sudden and inexplicable sense of fear urged him to leave here quickly.
no way.
Out of control.
He found that he seemed to have completely lost the ability to protect himself in front of the strange old man.
He didn't even know when the other party came to his side and how he followed him inextricably.
"He is definitely a martial artist and a super warrior, and he must be much more powerful than Principal Yan Jinglei.
Because without the foundation of strong realm cultivation, his body skills would not be able to follow him like a shadow and disappear like a ghost as shown just now.
The key point is that it is natural and unpretentious, so that no one can notice it at all.
Otherwise, it would be strange if there were so many people in the waiting room and they wouldn't be frightened.
and……
That's not all.
He could quietly steal my mobile phone, ID card, bank card, ticket and other items without me being completely ignorant, and he could also place these items on the ground five or six meters away in front of everyone, as if by magic.
this……
Is it really something that humans can do?
Even if he is a human being, he is definitely an unparalleled master who is unpredictable and cannot be judged by common sense.
Um?
In other words, I was completely vulnerable in front of this weird old man. I was like a baby lying in front of an adult, completely being abused.
As long as he wanted to, he could take my life silently at any time.
And, there's one more thing.
As a super martial artist, of course he has already seen that I am also a martial artist. He even thought that when I first came here, he judged that I was a student of the martial arts academy.
So, here comes the problem.
What is such a super warrior doing at Zhongdu Railway Station?
besides.
Now that he has discovered that I am a student of a martial arts academy, why would he cause trouble for me as a super warrior?
All right.
The first time he stole several hundred dollars from me.
This time he extorted another thousand yuan.
With his status as a super warrior, would he be short of such a small amount of money?
impossible.
Absolutely impossible.
So, since he doesn't care about this small amount of money, why does he come to trouble me again?
Could it be that the first time you gave me a showdown and this time you scared me so much, all of these are just to sharpen the warrior's character?
hey-hey.
Isn't this a bit too ridiculous?
If a super warrior comes to do this kind of thing, then he really has nothing to do, right?!
But if that's not the case, is there a more reasonable explanation?
Um?
wrong.
If an ordinary warrior, or even a warrior like Principal Yan Jinglei, were to do these things to me, based on my ability at the time and my current strength, there should be no intimidation or frightening effect.
But……
Even if this can explain the past, asking a super warrior to do this kind of thing every day, I'm afraid it can't be explained at all, right?
If you say so...
Is there a second possibility?
For example, this super warrior is protecting the train station, or performing other more important tasks, and accidentally sees a martial artist appearing, just looking for fun?"
Ye Chong was confused and full of suspicion. As soon as he got on the train, his expression changed immediately.
He bought a standing ticket, and it was a matter of course that he didn't have a seat after getting on the train. But what he didn't expect was that there were so many people on the train that he couldn't even squeeze in. Not only was the carriage overcrowded, but even the aisles were crowded.
There was a huge crowd, and even the toilets were packed with people.
"No wonder they say that standing tickets are controlled. Why don't you try to control them?" Ye Chong finally squeezed in, but he kept complaining in his heart:
"It's like a sardine can now, but I can still breathe.
If there is no limit to selling more station tickets, this train will become a can of caviar.
Made.
Now I understand why we are not allowed to bring weapons on the train.
This person is so crowded that if they start fighting over a disagreement or use a weapon, there will be no place to hide.
When the crazy guy starts chirping, he doesn't know how many people will die.
no way.
There are so many people and so few trains, that's the problem.
However, if you sit like this for several days and nights, without being able to eat, drink, or go to the toilet, you will probably be almost empty by the time you get off the bus, right?
Damn.
I don’t know if I can survive.”
Ye Chong is really annoyed right now, but he is motionless now.
no way.
At this moment, he was right at the junction of the two carriages, still in the middle, with people in front, back, left and right.
There was a strong man in front of him, facing him, breathing heavily. The key was that it was mixed with the smell of leeks, garlic and green onions, which made people have a headache.
That's not all.
The strong man would burp from time to time. Mixed with the smell of garlic, green onions and leeks, there was a smell of stinky tofu accompanied by grilled lamb kebabs, which filled the air everywhere.
Fortunately, the one on the left is a young woman, ******, with a delicate face, but her eyes are always closed, her beautiful eyebrows are slightly frowned, and she is silent.
The one on the right is fine too, it's also a young woman, facing the car body, with her back to him, so she can't see her face clearly, but at least she has a bit of perfume, which can suppress the strange smell emanating from the strong man's mouth.
Behind him was a young boy who looked thin and frail, standing facing his back with a sad and hopeless look on his face.
Ye Chong was caught in the middle, unable to move forward, restrained left and right, and unable to retreat. This feeling was like being wrapped in stuffing.
The key point is that it's extremely hot in the carriage, and the sweat can't stop flowing down. The physical contact between people makes it even more painful.
However, even in this extremely harsh environment, Ye Chong did not sit idle. Instead, he closed his eyes and meditated, looking inwards at the sea of consciousness, full of expectations in pain.
But not long after, he frowned, opened his eyes, and cursed smoothly: "Fuck! Damn it! What the hell?! Is it still okay?"