It took half a second to complete the comparison with the passenger information in the database.

This kind of inspection method is advanced and fast, but in an era when occultism is prevalent and black technology is excessive, it may not be completely accurate. However, rail transit managers do not care. They all feel that people who master psychic powers and black technology

, they shouldn’t have to compromise their identity to get away with a 10-yuan train ticket. As long as they try to ensure that passengers don’t bring dangerous goods on the train, they can be considered worthy of the fare.

Today's guests are all model guests, at least the automatic inspection agency did not detect any dangerous atmosphere.

Of course they wouldn't mind, but the ordinary-looking college student who was originally at the end of the queue never got on the bus.

In fact, just when the train started to check tickets, the "college student" already felt that he was being pinched from the left to the right. A voice rang in his ears.

"Bold...you have done something wrong."

He was really familiar with this voice, but if it sounded at this time, it would only make him lose his mind.

He felt that his legs were weak and he could not walk. He was forced to cross the crowd against the current between two people, exited the platform, and walked out of the inconspicuous side door of the station, avoiding all surveillance.

When the man named "Bold" regained consciousness, he only saw a tall figure standing in the shadow of the dim light in a remote alley. His dark body seemed to absorb all the light sources.

, only half of the face can be seen with the slightly trembling carapace. What a ferocious and majestic figure it is, like a vengeful demon crawling out of hell.

"B-Brother Babalu..." Bold closed the corners of his mouth, wanting to say something to beg for mercy, but for a moment he just felt that his mind was blank.
Chapter completed!