War Paradise

Sitting in the slightly bumpy wooden carriage, Lin Chi and Xue Blade looked at each other.

Two seconds later, Lin Chi's body leaning on the back of the chair slowly slipped down.

"Are you poisoned?" Bloodblade asked.

"I want to rest for a while." Lin Chi replied in a low voice.

"Don't be careless, I can smell blood..." Bloodblade lowered his voice: "There is definitely a problem with this train."

"That's why you have to regenerate your energy before the accident." Lin Chi's statement was justified and well-founded, and Bloodblade couldn't refute it for a while: "Help me stare..."

As soon as the voice fell, his consciousness had begun to blur.

——Anyway, Blood Blade is one of the pinnacle players of this game. With this guy, the situation shouldn't get too bad.

However, Lin Chi hadn't fallen asleep yet, and the annoying male voice had rang:

"Are the two cowboys?"

The bald ticket inspector who opened the door of the carriage just now was already sitting on the side seat, talking to the two through the narrow aisle, as if he hadn’t seen Lin Chi who was sleeping, and looked familiar. :

"I wish you a pleasant journey, I am a train attendant~"

Too lazy to bother about this idiot, the blood blade made no sound at all. And Lin Chi, who fell on the hard seat, opened his bloodshot eyes again, and looked at the scene under the small table motionlessly.

The legs in torn jeans are shaking rhythmically with the swaying rhythm of the body. But what Lin Chi is paying attention to now is not the bloodblade's movements, but the man's actions.

——This so-called "flight attendant" definitely has a problem.

Even though the other party showed a very flattering attitude, Lin Chi still noticed the strangeness of this person. On ordinary trains, the flight attendants will not get close to the passengers. When encountering these two **** passengers, it seems that they are not kind passengers, and they should not rush forward to talk.

This wretched bald man definitely has another picture. However, in the wild west of the United States, the way to solve the problem is much simpler.

The revolver's gun made a crisp click, and the blood blade stamped his feet impatiently, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Go away, or I will break you."

"Don't get excited, this guest, I'm leaving now!"

Even though he was pointed at by the gun, the flight attendant was still smiling, as if there was no other expression, revealing a strange breath.

"I wish you a pleasant journey and goodbye!"

The flight attendant's brisk footsteps faded away, and the blood blade inserted the revolver back into the holster, raised his foot and kicked Lin Chi's seat:

"Have you seen it all?"

"His brain is sick." Lin Chi yawned.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, he must be trying to kill us." Bloodblade whispered: "That idiot almost wrote'I am the bait' on his face."

"So you are afraid?" Lin Chi laughed, "I think it would be more interesting to cooperate with his performance."

Lin Chi was still very confident about the combat effectiveness of both himself and Bloodblade. It is really impossible to be wiped out by NPC on the train. Even if the car rolls over, it should only kill one person.

"The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger." Bloodblade's nose moved.

"Are you a hunting dog?" Lin Chi took out his "big killer"-Tyrannosaurus rex shotgun from his backpack, and installed two large-caliber shotguns in the barrel.

After the previous "ten-kilometer armed cross-country", his power value has been increased from 15 to 16 points, which has just reached the minimum power requirement for using a Tyrannosaurus rex shotgun. Although it is a bit reluctant to control the shotgun with this power value, it should not be skewed in a small carriage.

"Don't stand in front of me later." Lin Chi shook the shotgun in his hand: "This thing is too powerful."

"I have something more exciting here."

As soon as Blood Blade spoke, the flight attendant had already walked over again, with a flattering smile on his shiny face:

"Two, are you hungry? The dining car is now open for free!"

"Then trouble you to lead the way." Lin Chi, who was still sitting, nodded, and put the Tyrannosaurus rex shotgun back into his backpack before the other party saw it.

In the compartment of the Spencer train, there was a musty smell, and the air was a bit humid. Lin Chi sniffed vigorously, but didn't smell the **** breath mentioned by the blood blade. But the suspicious breath still lingered.

"Please be safe and restless, and you will be able to enjoy dinner soon."

The flight attendant walking in front said without looking back, and pushed open the wooden door at the junction of the carriages. The two behind him were very cooperative with his performance, and then entered the next car.

The layout in this car is different from the previous car:

More than a dozen dining tables covered with blue tablecloths appeared in the sight of the two. As the flight attendant opened the door, a melodious piano sounded in the carriage.

At this point, there are already a dozen people sitting at the dining table. The strange thing was that they all had their backs to Lin Chi and Bloodblade, and none of them sat facing the door of the first car.

"What does this mean?" Lin Chi frowned slightly.

The aroma of the barbecue wafted in the dining car, overshadowing other flavors, but by this time, the **** scent that was originally very light could no longer be concealed.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the wooden door behind them was heavily closed. The passengers sitting at the dining table with their backs to Lin Chi and Blood Blade remained motionless and looked extremely strange.

The body of the "passenger" trembled slightly as the carriage shook. The flight attendant stretched out his right hand and gently patted the shoulder of a passenger next to him. With a clatter, the head of that passenger slipped from his shoulder, revealing a crack that had long been rotten.

"I wish you all a pleasant meal—"

Before the voice of the flight attendant fell, Lin Chi directly pulled out the Tyrannosaurus rex shotgun, took two steps forward and pulled the trigger suddenly.

boom!

An explosion-like noise reverberated in the carriage. Lin Chi’s body was shocked by recoil, and his right arm was numb like an electric shock. The terrifying shotgun of the Tyrannosaurus rex shot blew the head of the flight attendant. The mixture of blood and brain was smeared. The inner wall of the carriage is full.

"Where did you get this gun? I want to get one too." Bloodblade stared at the **** picture in the carriage without blinking.

"Let's get rid of this stuff first." Lin Chi broke off the barrel, and two smoking cartridges thick with thumbs came out.

The flight attendant whose head was headshot by the Tyrannosaurus rex shotgun, his body hadn't even fallen down, his upper body was almost shattered, and he didn't even mean to bend over.

"You... don't waste your efforts."

This time the voice came from the man's body. As the man's shattered overalls slipped down, what was revealed was his scarred back, and-a few eyeballs embedded in the back.

"Have you seen such a thing?" Lin Chi glanced at the blood blade.

"It's said that it's the first time I've been in a car at night." Bloodblade said impatiently, pulling out his revolver.