Wasteland Code Survival Chapter 496: The crazy drunkard

[Title: Code of survival wasteland four hundred and ninetieth chapters crazy drunk Author: dark dust dispersion]

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However, this kind of carriage also has an advantage, that is, it is generally seldom inspected by management personnel. Even if you encounter a car inspection, you will at most put your head in the carriage and glance at it, and you will have a look of disgust. His expression quit.

Qi Lin wanted to save Cheng Yanqiu, but he didn't want to reveal his whereabouts, especially he didn't want people like Lei Mufeng to know his true identity.

The train started slowly, and the people in the entire carriage began to shake the old train with it. With the old railroad tracks, there was no shock absorption at all.

Qi Lin closed his eyes slightly. It will take at least three hours for the 67406th train to reach Vault 367. During this time, there is nothing Qi Lin can do except close his eyes and rest. thing.

It's just that, less than ten minutes after the train started, something unexpected happened to the car where Qi Lin was in. A guy who seemed to be a gang member stabbed a sharp dagger into another. In the passenger's stomach, the reason was simply because the latter accidentally stepped on the former's shoes.

The dagger was polished from bones, so it was not detected by the station staff during the metal detection.

"Damn it, what happened?! Get out of it! Get out of me!"

It has been more than ten minutes before the manager on the train entered the car with an old shotgun. After the butts of the guns were constantly beating, the crowd barely separated a gap enough for him to pass. .

"You filthy trash, let me go away! Don't touch me! It smells so bad! Believe it or not I will leave you out of the car!"

The manager cursed and squeezed into the back half of the car, where the accident happened.

I saw a man in ragged clothes fell to the ground, his skinny spine bent into a shrimp shape, although his hands were tightly covering the abdominal wound, the blood from the wound was constantly leaking out. Next to, there is a guy standing with his upper body, with a drunken look, holding a dagger polished with animal bones in one hand, and a glass wine bottle in the other, with bloodshot eyes staring around him tightly. People.

No one wants to approach them. With these two people as the center, a rare open space appeared in the carriage, but because of this, the carriage that was originally like a can of sardines became more crowded.

"Fuck!" The manager saw the two men and immediately cursed, then grabbed the shotgun and pulled the bolt vigorously, aiming at the wounded man who was obviously drunk. .

"Let down the weapon! Put down the weapon immediately, or I will shoot!"

"Which green onion are you? Lao Tzu... Lao Tzu is a member of the Bison Gang, the Bison Gang... Do you know it! Just rely on your group... stupid forks... and dare to provoke Lao Tzu?"

The wounder said vaguely, suddenly turned his head, and threw himself at the train manager. The dagger in his hand stabbed the train manager in the neck!

"Rely on...you, are you looking for death!?" The train manager was shocked for an instant, and quickly backed up two steps, only to find that the passage he had just squeezed in had been completely blocked. As a last resort, he only Able to point the muzzle of the shotgun at the drunk who claims to be a Bison Gang gang, and pull the trigger forcefully!

As for whether the scattered iron sand and steel **** will hurt the people behind the lunatic, he doesn't care. If it hurts, it is the bad luck of the poor ghosts!

"Boom!!"

However, I don’t know if this manager’s luck is too bad, or if this worn-out shotgun has not been maintained for too long, the moment he pulled the trigger, it suddenly exploded!

The iron sand that was supposed to be ejected from the muzzle blasted out of the bursting barrel, mixed with a large number of fragments and still burning propellant, and hit the manager’s chest and face directly. !

"Ah ah ah"

The manager immediately let out an inhuman scream, dropped the scrapped shotgun, and put his hands on his **** face.

However, the drunk still rushed in front of the manager and smashed the empty wine bottle on the manager’s head. Then he grabbed the other’s collar with one hand and the dagger with the other. Constantly stab the opponent's abdomen.

"Go to die for Lao Tzu! Hahaha! Go to die! Go to die!"

While stabbing, the drunkard was still laughing wildly, apparently completely losing his mind.

Qi Lin stood in the crowd and watched this scene with cold eyes. In fact~IndoMTL.com~ He can stop all of this easily, but he can't do it. He has more things on his shoulders. If this If you act rashly at the time, you may be involved in new troubles.

If Qi Lin didn't take action, the mob would hurt a few more people at most, and they would be subdued by the guards who came later. As for this train, it would not stop for even a minute.

The manager is covered in blood, and a lot of blood is still pouring out of his mouth. His eyes are round and his abdomen is bloody, and his soft, drooping arms tremble from time to time. Obviously it is not. Alive.

"Who else?! Ah! Damn! Who else!?"

The drunk kicked the dying manager away, holding the blood-stained dagger high, and shouting loudly in the carriage.

Qi Lin suddenly felt that this guy should be more than just being drunk. It is very possible that he was a lunatic...

The guards on the train rushed into the train compartment before the drunk was arrogant for long. Compared with the management personnel, the soldiers dealt with it more simply and neatly. With a gunshot, the drunk’s eyebrows instantly The round gunhole, the whole person "puffed" and fell backward on the floor of the carriage.

"Everyone, get out of the way! Stay away from that car door!"

The guards said blankly, and then yanked the side door of the carriage open.

The corpses of the drunkard, the management staff, and the first injured person who has not yet died were directly thrown by these guards from the high-speed train. The creatures living in the tunnel, it only takes ten minutes , You can gnaw it completely, and there will be no bones left.

After a few words of symbolic warning, the guards hurriedly left the carriage, and the train never stopped during the whole process. 2k Novel Reading Network