Garen froze for a moment, and the passengers around him laughed loudly. One of the men with a big belly was the most exaggerated, patting his stomach while drinking canned beer.
"Your mother is really strong." He patted Garen on the shoulder.
Speechlessly glaring at him, Garen carried his luggage and walked towards his own compartment. The train was empty and there was no crowding. The air conditioner was on and it was a bit chilly. The air-conditioning blows past the ankles in puffs, and from time to time, a faint smell of foot odor can be faintly smelled.
Garen quickly found his seat according to the ticket. Unfortunately, on the seat where the two were sitting, a bald middle-aged man took off his shoes and lay on his back, sleeping soundly.
Putting the salute on the opposite luggage rack, Garen glanced at the man, his face was swollen, his arms were bulging, and he looked quite strong.
He patted the other person's pants, but there was no response.
"Sit on my side." Opposite the seat is a pair of father and daughter. It seems that the father is sending his daughter to go to college. The daughter looks timid at the age of eighteen or nineteen. The father is wearing a blue cloth overalls. I don't know what it is The job type, with gray hair, looks quite kind.
He smiled at Garen, and squeezed towards his daughter inside.
"Sit here with me and wait until he wakes up."
"No need." Garen smiled back friendly.
Stretching out his hand to increase his strength again, he patted the middle-aged man's calf.
"What!?" The man finally woke up with narrowed eyes, and glanced at Garen twice.
"You took my place, can you get up?" Garen asked kindly.
"Can't you sit across from me?" The bald man asked a little aggressively.
"There's already someone on the other side." Garen shook his head. "Will you please wake up?"
"Let me sleep for a while, and I'll let you later." The bald man said dissatisfied. "Little guy, you are still young, you have to learn to be considerate of us adults."
Garen was speechless, this time he noticed that the bald man sat on the back of the seat, and there were also two of his companions, wearing black tight vests, with bulging muscles, and black and blue snake tattoos on their arms.
Two men, one with a bald head and the other with a cropped head, were looking at themselves up and down.
"Come, come, sit here for a while." Seeing that the atmosphere was a little off, the father with his daughter hurriedly grabbed Garen and sat on his seat.
"Let's go out, let's be considerate to each other, let's be considerate." He smiled kindly at the sleeping bald man, and the two strong men turned their heads and continued chatting.
"Thank you, big brother, but I still like to sit in my own seat." Garen suddenly laughed and broke away from the other party's grasping hand.
He reached for the bald man's collar.
"Dare to do it!"
The two strong men stood up at once, one of them raised his eyebrows, and grabbed Garen's shoulder with his big hand.
bang bang! !
Two feet in a row, the two strong men hadn't figured out what was going on, and they felt a sharp pain in their stomachs as soon as they got out of their seats, and they fell sideways wailing.
"Why don't you listen when you say it well? You have to know the pain to regret it." Gallon picked up the bald collar and punched him in the stomach. The speed was so fast that the opponent didn't even have time to react, and he was thrown between two Beside the strong man.
The three of them huddled on the ground and groaned in pain, like freshly picked shrimps, their waists couldn't stand straight.
For such a small role, he was too lazy to spend much energy. Seeing the frightened look of the father and daughter swallowing their saliva, he smiled brightly at them.
The beautiful smile immediately dilutes the aggressiveness just now.
Soon two car policemen came over and asked a few words. Garen went up and slipped a few tickets for the lead, so the three strong men kneeling on the ground and howling were quickly dragged away.
The entire carriage was originally quite quiet, but when they saw Garen, a soft and beautiful boy, deal with three big men, most people's attention was immediately attracted, and they quietly looked at Garen. The quiet car is even quieter.
The two father and daughter sitting opposite were even more curious.
"Son, those three people may have accomplices, you must be careful when you get out of the car." The gray-haired man warned worriedly.
"It's okay, I've dealt with this kind of thing a lot." Gallon grinned, showing his white teeth. In the previous two lives, eight thousand living creatures died under his hands, especially in the totem world. When collecting potential points, his hands are even more bloody.
As for the three small characters, naturally they don't care at all.
For some reason, the two father and daughter shivered unconsciously when they saw his white teeth, and stopped talking about the three of them.
Both sides stopped talking for a while, and Garen sat in the seat by the window. This was his favorite seat. It wasn't his, it was the bald one, but now that guy couldn't sit, so he naturally gave it to him.
As for whether those three strong men would come back to trouble him, that was naturally impossible.
Garen casually moved the injuries of the three of them. They would still be in pain for at least two hours, and the pain would not go away until they were completely weak. This lesson was enough for them to retreat in spite of the difficulties.
The train rattled forward.
Garen leaned on the window sill with one hand, took out his CD player with the other, put in a song disc and played it on a loop.
The faint and gentle female voice rang softly in my ears, and the singing voice was close at hand, as if singing quietly beside me.
Garen tapped his fingers lightly on the commode table, without making a sound, just tapping lightly with his fingers.
The girl on the opposite side looked at him curiously, her eyes were a little embarrassed and dodged, but she could clearly feel that she was curious. The girl is not very good-looking, with short black hair, wearing a dark blue shirt and black trousers, no dress, and a pair of glasses.
Garen smiled at her, and the other person's face turned red immediately, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at him again.
The time on the train passed quickly. When he was doing nothing, Garen took out a novel from his luggage bag and read it slowly.
He originally planned to buy a sleeper ticket, but unfortunately, the sleeper ticket was sold out long ago. It was very difficult to buy a sleeper ticket during the period when students from all over the world were going to college. He was not a pampered young master, so Garen didn't bother to prolong the time and directly bought an ordinary seat.
It takes about eight hours to travel from Feinan to Baika City, and it will be early in the morning.
Garen calculated the time, and when he arrived at the station, he could go directly to the airport to catch the plane, so he didn't sleep.
Sitting in the carriage, people got on and off from time to time, and he was carefully observing the flow of people.
What surprised him was that after seeing hundreds of people one after another, none of them had supernatural powers like vampires, they were all ordinary people.
This made him really understand how rare this blood race is in the human world.
As for witches, he couldn't recognize the identity of witches at all. When they didn't use their power, they were exactly the same as ordinary people, daily life, daily work and study.
There is no one worthy of attention, so Garen just concentrates on reading his novel. It is rare to have such a leisure time. Whether it is the secret martial arts world or the totem world, he is constantly facing challenges, constantly moving forward, and never relaxes for a moment. . But here, Mi Wu can't be overly practiced, and the rest of the time can only be done as you like, and the free time will suddenly increase.
When he was bored, he was also thinking about the conflict between Sister Alyssa and the primary color group. Ever since the bald mercenary came, he didn't know what method he used. Anyway, he covered up the information of the two sisters. , There have been no new mercenary killers for several years.
But as Aisharo's younger sister Alyssa grew up, Gallon felt more and more a strange aura from her that was much stronger than her elder sister's, the aura that was suspected of planetary history.
He had a premonition that maybe Arisa was the real key person.
But these are none of his business for the time being. What he has to do now is to go to college, and then collect more things like black wooden crosses outside.
The bald couple had left their original colors and organized a mercenary group by themselves. All the members in it were elite talents who had practiced the secret technique of shooting shadows with Garen's consent.
They were originally elites, but after getting the projection, they became even more powerful, enough to compare with those high-level special talents.
Recently, he has gradually emerged in the circle of special talents, and has also received a resounding nickname, Nighthawk.
All elite snipers, coupled with the increase in secret skills, suddenly became the most elite top killers. It achieved remarkable results in the African battlefield last year, becoming the third headhunting mercenary group in the overall ranking. It can be regarded as initially squeezed into the circle of top-level mercenaries.
Garen gradually improved the effect of the projection, and the side effects were greatly reduced, but the improved version was only held in his own hands, and he did not release it directly.
Although this thing is just an ordinary thing for him personally.
But for others, it is the top killing technique.
As a creator, you must be as clear as possible about the value of your resources in the eyes of others, and get the maximum value with the minimum cost. This has always been the basic principle that Gallen follows.
After all, people are not always in a state of abundance. If you develop this good habit, you will always encounter opportunities to work in the future.
Along the way, he sorted out all his thoughts, and Garen was also observing the flow of people. After all, he still didn't see a vampire or vampire hiding among the humans. Apparently the ratio here is unusually small.
Time also passed quickly, and eight hours passed in a flash. The father and daughter on the opposite side were still watching movies with MP4s, and the Baika City platform finally arrived.
Garen took off his earplugs, put away the CD player with only a little battery left, and smiled friendlyly at the two people opposite him. Then he took his big bag from the opposite luggage rack, and Gallen arrived in Baika City smoothly all the way.
morning hours.
Stepping off the train, a burst of cold air hits me head-on.
The station was empty, only the passengers who had just got off the train carried their luggage and walked towards the underground passage sparsely. The whine of another train could be heard faintly in the distance.
Gallon breathed a sigh of relief, and saw a clear white mist coming out of his mouth.
He calmly walked towards the underground passage with his large suitcase.
The snow-white concrete floor on the ground, the illuminated billboards on the wall, and the gentle female voice who is broadcasting the number of trains stopped.
Everything is very simple, as if after leaving Grando, the outside world is completely an ordinary world without any abnormalities.
No vampires, no witches, no supernatural powers, just an ordinary world.
(end of this chapter)