Armed Train in the Apocalypse-Chapter 328 - 230: Blue Crab

Xiaodong swallowed his saliva in fear.

He knew Su Huan might be powerful, but he never expected him to be this powerful.

He’s sixteen now, and although he doesn’t understand everything, he vaguely feels that being this powerful isn’t a good thing...

It seems... Grandpa Tieshan and the entire shelter are going to suffer.

Thinking about how Grandpa Tieshan usually took care of their family, Xiaodong hesitated for a moment and still asked, "Brother, you won’t kill us, right?"

Although his voice was a bit trembling, it made everyone look at this unassuming boy in surprise.

The courage of a young boy always draws attention.

Su Huan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and patted his head, "Silly boy, how could I kill them all, there are over five thousand people."

Beside him, Zhang Min curled her lips mockingly.

This is indeed the conductor.

Qi Jian Country and the others turned pale with anger.

"Find a place to sit down, this shabby room is too noisy, and there isn’t even a chair." Su Huan looked at Iron Old Man and said.

Iron Old Man gave a deep look at the surrounding soldiers, "Let’s go upstairs to talk."

Su Huan gestured with his hand for him to proceed.

Iron Old Man dropped the shotgun, and walked slowly out of the bar.

His figure looked as desolate as that of an ordinary old man.

Without Iron Old Man, everyone seemed to have lost their backbone.

Taunted by Lao San’s cold gaze, their legs trembled.

"Conductor, how should we handle the rest?"

As Su Huan was leading Xiaodong out, he paused for a moment, his fingers roving through the crowd, finally stopping on the bartender’s terrified face.

"He ate my bread and said I didn’t pay, Lao San, help me pay him back."

Lao San took a deep breath, glaring at the bartender in the crowd with a flash of sharp light in his eyes, "Alright, Conductor, don’t worry, I’ll be sure to treat this young man well."

As soon as he finished speaking, two elite soldiers charged into the crowd like hungry tigers pouncing on prey.

By the time he was dragged out, the bartender was already pale with fear, screaming for Iron Old Man to save him.

"Uncle Tie, I didn’t eat it, save me, I really didn’t eat it..."

His shrill cries even drowned out the howling wind and rain outside the window.

Lao San dug his ears, "Stop whining, how could the conductor wrong you, slice it open and you’ll see the truth. Hang him up."

As they watched the two soldiers pull out their bayonets, the bartender was thoroughly terrified, snot and tears streaming down.

"I ate it, I ate just one bite, don’t kill me, please don’t kill me, Uncle Tie..."

Standing at the door, Iron Old Man opened his mouth as he watched this scene, then sighed and turned his head away from Su Huan’s seemingly amused expression.

The two military bayonets pierced through the arm, hanging him on the wall.

The bartender began to scream like a slaughtered pig, interspersed with curses directed at Qi Zhiyuan.

Listening to the intermittent cursing, the Qi family brothers gradually caught on that it all stemmed from Qi Zhiyuan.

Looking at their father and several uncles’ sullen gazes, and Su Huan’s lingering fingers, Qi Zhiyuan instantly felt the sky collapse.

No matter how badly he behaved before, his grandpa and dad couldn’t really kill him.

But being targeted by Su Huan, he would really die!

As this thought exploded in his mind like a bolt from the blue, his knees went weak, and he knelt on the ground.

"I didn’t see clearly, I was wrong..."

"Thud thud thud."

Before Su Huan even raised his hand, Qi Zhiyuan had already banged his head on the ground four or five times.

"Stand up!!"

Iron Old Man shouted violently.

Qi Zhiyuan shuddered, looked up, and saw the bartender wailing incessantly on the wall.

Below were the sharp-eyed elite soldiers staring at him like they were looking at a dead dog.

Qi Zhiyuan raised his head, then banged it down again.

Seeing this scene, Iron Old Man’s body swayed, and he muttered a curse about being useless under his breath, his eyes seemingly fixed on Qi Zhiyuan, but they had already lost focus, becoming muddy and hollow.

Qi Zhiyuan’s head banging seemed to have knocked out the last bit of energy from the old man, making him unable to stand steadily.

Su Huan stepped forward to support Iron Old Man’s arm, speaking gently, "Old man, if you can’t stand, ask someone to help you, don’t try to hold on."

Iron Old Man stubbornly shook off his hand and turned to walk into the empty corridor.

Su Huan contemplated for a moment, "Then let’s leave this one here."

Hearing this, Qi Zhiyuan was instantly drenched in cold sweat, collapsing on the ground, his excrement everywhere.

"There were also two who tried to grab my ass, make sure to find them."

Watching as Su Huan left with Shu Wei and the others, the remaining people in the bar felt their hearts rise again upon hearing this.

Zhang Min’s two subordinates ran up behind her.

They whispered, "Boss, should we follow them..."

Zhang Min looked at the swaying waist of Shu Wei, irritably biting her nails, and coldly looked at him, "You want to defect?"

Thinking of Zhang Min’s crazy and ruthless means, the subordinate quickly shook his head.

Zhang Min walked to the broken window, as the combat group’s soldiers hadn’t stopped her due to her position.

Looking down, the fifty-section hundred-meter-long armed train lay across the water, unaffected by the tumultuous waves.

The thick, angular locomotive, and wide deck, rendered the three silent.

’Staying on such a train must feel very safe?’

This thought subconsciously floated to mind.

But it was quickly snuffed out by Zhang Min.

In the future, she would walk her own path.

"Find a boat, get to the water."

"Such heavy rain tonight, don’t you want to wait another day?"

"Now!"

...

Hush pointed at Lao San, "Then I’ll leave this to you, I’m going upstairs."

"No problem!"

Lao San confidently waved his hand.

A soldier asked in a quiet, oddly playful tone, "Conductor, then... how do we find the two?"