At this time, on the platform, a large number of screaming passengers rushed into the train wildly.

Some people kept roaring like "closing the door".

The flight attendant on the platform took the "Black Brow Black Belt Nine-Dan", the female flight attendant and the young and handsome flight attendant Junxi to command the return passengers to enter the carriage so that they would not run into the carriage of the infected people killed by Mr. Red.

"Go away! We must leave immediately!!! I...I am the executive officer of the passenger bus...Quick, I ask you to move forward immediately...Or...Or I will complain to you..." A body suddenly plunged on the flight attendant,

"Go away... I'll leave right away... I need a medical kit... I close the door and set off soon!!" Mr. Jin's face was a little pale because of excessive blood loss, and he looked like a zombie.

After Jin Changfu's right hand was cut off, he used a belt to tie the broken hand, but even so, he still couldn't stop the blood from pouring.

"Okay... OK!" The flight attendant was shocked for a moment and then helped Mr. Jin into the train car, and brought him a first aid kit to help him stop bleeding and treat his wounds simply. After he placed Mr. Jin, he immediately contacted the train commander with a communicator.

...

"Wuhu!"

The bulletproof glass leading to the platform was smashed by the blood-sprayed Qiji, and rushed out of the waiting hall in one step. As soon as he came out, piles of zombies rushed out like a tide!!!

Qi Ji originally planned to play with them, but hundreds of people rushed up at the same time...

Just play, I will really stop playing!

I rushed to the platform along the stairs. It took less than five seconds to complete the whole journey, but the zombies behind me ran faster...

Because they didn't use their legs at all, the zombies were rolling down the stairs like waves. The small traces were like thin white girls surrounded by tall blacks in the zombie tide.

"Ahhhhhhh! They are here! Close the door soon! Close the door soon!!"

The people in the train finally panicked! They began to scream, and through the window they could clearly see a man in red clothes leading a black zombie down from the stairs in the waiting hall!!!

"It seems that I haven't missed you, a kind train." Qi Ji flashed into the carriage. Unfortunately, his "lucky hat" was lifted from his head by the wind and flew into the zombies.

At this time, the door was slowly closing. A zombie roared and barely squeezed in through the gap in the door. As a result, Qi Ji kicked out before he could move.

The train began to move forward, and the zombies coming out of the waiting hall formed a larger wave of black waves on the platform, which was so big that they could almost swallow the train!

"Ahhhhh! I don't want to die yet!"

"Lord, save us!"

All kinds of wailing sounds in the carriage began, but Qi Ji was calmly wiping the blood stains on his mask.

"Hey, handsome readers, don't compare me with these people. I don't believe in the Lord... I only believe in Brother Chun."

...

The train left Daetian Station, and the zombie wave finally failed to catch up with the train. All the passengers who escaped from death breathed a sigh of relief.

Several of the passengers were the people who had just arrived at the waiting hall to lock the door behind the hall. When they saw Qi Ji who had greeted them in the waiting hall before, one or two fell into self-doubt.

"You can just die outside by yourself! Why do you involve us too! What if they come in!!! Ahhhhhhh!"

A young lady with disheveled hair pointed at Qi Ji and began to curse like a shrew. She might have been too severely stimulated at the station just now.

At this time, another part of the passengers in the car... saw with their own eyes that the poor people who were killing in the zombie group subconsciously tightened their anus...

At this time, a kind-hearted man touched the woman and whispered: "He has a gun..."

"So what if you have a gun! Can you kill me? Believe it or not, I will send him to a prison in Seoul immediately! My brother is the prosecutor!"

"Oh, this lady, I don't know what you are saying, but I can guess you are saying bad things about me," Qi Ji threw the blood-soaked tissue aside after finishing his mask. "Do you know, force cannot solve all problems, but the person who can solve the problem."

After saying this, Qi Ji sat in an empty seat near the aisle.

It happened that the person sitting next to him was Mr. Jin, who looked pale. When he saw Qi Ji, he kept swallowing his saliva.

At this moment, he was like a frightened little mouse, constantly squeezing towards the side of the window, as if he was afraid that Qiji would tilt his head to eat him in the next second.

"Hey, why is your hand missing?" Qi Ji looked at Mr. Jin's broken hand wrapped in gauze in surprise. Mr. Jin held his anger and dared not speak out, so he could only turn his head and not look at this perverted murderer in red.

"What is he talking about?! Let him get out of the car! He must have been bitten by those lunatics! He must have been infected!" The woman accused Qiji grabbed the collar of the flight attendant's "thick-browed black belt nine-stage" and screamed.

‘Thick-browed black belt nine-dan’ shook his head helplessly, then reached out and directly prying the woman’s hand holding her collar, “Only that gentleman can save us, I don’t want to offend that gentleman.”

"Bang!" The woman directly slapped the 'Black Belt Jiudan' in the face, "Do you know who I am?! My brother is the prosecutor! I will let all of you go to prison immediately!"

"Don't make a noise!" The flight attendant led the female flight attendant to walk quickly, "Listen, we won't stop at the next stop. We will go all the way to Busan. Everyone is on the same boat now. No matter what, we will arrive at the station safely first."

"What do you mean!" the woman pointed at the flight attendant and began to scream, "My brother is checking..."

Halfway through the woman's words, Qiji stuffed a rag into her mouth, carried her on her shoulders with force, and walked towards the car behind her.

"What do he want to... do?" "Black Belt Jiu Duan" covered the face that had just been beaten and looked at Qi Ji's back angrily.

"I don't know...but what you need to know is that he did it right." The flight attendant said and rubbed his cheeks of 'Black Belt Nine-Dan', "Go and get some cold water to rush your face, otherwise you will turn red in a while."

"Um."

For some reason, after the woman was carried away by Qiji, the atmosphere in the entire carriage was much more relaxed.

...

In the No. 8 carriage, in the carriage full of zombies, Qi Ji threw the woman into the pile of corpses like throwing garbage. After that, he clapped his hands easily: "I need to be cleaner, you know, you have too many words."

The woman tore off the rag from her mouth by herself. When she saw bloody zombie corpses around her, she began to scream and struggle uncontrollably, but no matter how hard she struggled, she could not escape the mountain of corpses.

"Save me!!! Save me! I can give you money! Please take me away! Ahhhhhh!" The woman screamed and looked at the corpses around her. As a rich daughter, she has been pampering since she was a child, she has never seen such a scene!

The scream disappeared after a few seconds and the woman fainted.

The whole carriage has become quiet.

Apart from the people who died at Daejeon Station just now, there are about 200 people in the car, and most of them are now gathered in the three cars of 2, 3, and 4.

For example, those who don’t want to contact Qiji are mostly gathered in the 2 and 3rd carriages.

Most of the carriages No. 4 were those who had never seen Qi Ji before. This "poor" woman who was thrown into Carriage No. 8 by Qi Ji was one of them.

Seeing that Qi Ji had not come back for a long time after leaving, Jin stood up and wanted to go to Car No. 3, but after walking halfway, his collar was suddenly grabbed. He turned around tremblingly and saw Qi Ji's red clothes.

"Little guy, where are you going to find food? Come on, find an empty seat to sit down, and I'll tell you my story." After Qi Ji said that, he held Chen Zheng's back collar without saying anything, picked him up and threw him on a row of empty seats. He also sat up and pressed the soft seat to the ground.

"Sir... May I ask... let's go next..." At this time, the flight attendant licked his face and came to Qi Ji's side, looking flattering.

"Hey, you, get closer to me." Qi Ji hooked his finger at the flight attendant. The flight attendant smiled even brighter. He pressed his face to a position that was only five centimeters away from Qi Ji's face.

At this position, he could clearly smell the strong bloody smell on Qiji's mask. This smell made him feel a little disgusting, but he was still trying his best to hold it in order to make his expression look more natural.

"Rely on yourself in everything, never put your hopes on others... Do you know? When I was in the village, there was a Peking University admission quota that I didn't go. First, because I was too far away from home, I was afraid of missing home, and second, it was not me who was recommended... So can you understand, what I want to say."

"Well...I...I understand." The flight attendant was so angry that he was about to vomit, and he was already in his throat.

"I feel relieved when I see you understand. It's very similar to me when I was asked by a teacher when I was a student." Qi Ji patted the flight attendant's chest, "Go and have fun."

"Okay." The flight attendant turned around and rushed to the toilet, and began to vomit violently.

"Hero! Mr. Deadpool, you are my hero! I finally found you!"

At this time, a figure rushed over from carriage No. 3. He knelt in front of Qi Ji in tears and kept kowtowing. He frightened Mr. Jin, who was pale next to Qi Ji, tortured.

"Oh, it's you, Mr. Adil." Qi Ji smiled with relief when he saw the face of the Indian guy Adil, "Have you drunk coffee? You will feel better after drinking it."

"Well! I've drunk it! It feels much better!"

"Very good, get up quickly. We can't worship a man without Guan Gong here."

"Um?"

"It's okay, you stand up."

When Qi Ji helped Adil stand up, Adil saw the Jin Zhengfu beside him. He remembered the scene when Officer Jin reached out to pull himself under the stairs to feed the zombies. An invisible anger rushed up, and he punched Jin Zhengfu in the face...

But this punch is as light as a kindergarten kids fighting.

"No, no, no, you are not right in this way," Qi Ji said, standing up, then clenched his fist and waved it in front of Adil, "Did you see, the big fist, and then aimed at the opponent's nose. This place hurts more."

Mr. Jin was so scared that he burst into tears as he watched the two of them clench their fists and gestured in front of him...

"You try again." Qi Ji helped Adil correct his punching posture, then walked to the side with satisfaction, as if the master was looking at his newly-entered disciple.

"Ha!" Adil shouted loudly, his thin arm rushed out, and his small fist hit Jin Chang's nose, and a warm current flowed out of Jin Chang's nose in an instant.

"Great! Home run! Wuhu!" Qi Ji began to cheer.
Chapter completed!