Rebel Demon King

Chapter 265 Death Train (4)

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Li Jiting walked out of the peculiar Yaroslav train station, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to Vodianova using a special software, "Baby, I will leave my two cuties to you. Don't be too serious about your work, you should be lazy." Just be lazy when you are in trouble, don’t be brave when you encounter something, life-saving is the most important thing, your dear boss will always pray for you."

After sending the text message, Li Jiting put the phone back in his pocket, looked at the splashes of water on the marble floor of the square, muttered: "This damn rainy day" and ran towards the parking lot in the distance, the Communist Youth League Square There are very few people on the road, and no one will notice the gentleman in a black slim suit, brown brogue shoes and artist-like wavy hair running in the rain.

If someone stared at him carefully, he would find a very strange scene, because none of the fine raindrops fell on him, and there seemed to be an invisible umbrella above his head, blocking the pervasive rainwater outside, the most amazing thing Even the shoes are the same, although the hand-made Italian leather shoes have stepped on countless water splashes, but none of them splashed on the trousers and the shiny upper.
Li Jiting quickly ran across the Communist Youth League Square to the parking lot, got into his black Audi A4, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it. The message he sent to Vodianova showed that it had been read, but Vodianova did not Give him any message back, obviously still angry with him.

Li Jiting shook his head helplessly, knowing that this proud Russian girl actually wants to get on the 240 that departs tomorrow, because most people think that Shirkov, who is controlled by the people of Cao County, will take the 240, but Instead, he arranged for Vodianova and two other members of the Qianlong team to take the K20.

Li Jiting did not continue to send messages to Vodianova, nor did he start the car immediately. Instead, he took out another mobile phone. After entering the fingerprint and password, he began to read the emails. There were not many emails in the mailbox, only seven or eight , but each letter was marked as important. He read each letter while replying, put the mobile phone into the inner pocket of the suit, and then started the car to leave the Communist Youth League Square. The ordinary train slowly left the Yaroslav Railway Station and accelerated towards the east.

At this moment, Cheng Mo was looking at Moscow in the rain through the car window, and his heart was filled with confusion and loneliness.

The wiper was tirelessly wandering, Li Jiting glanced at the blue K20 in the distance through the glass, he seemed to see Cheng Mo's eyes that didn't know where to go, and said softly: "There is no freedom if you are greedy for stability. There are dangers ahead. There are only two ways. Good luck my child."

The black Audi galloped towards the southeast, forming a herringbone shape with the train carrying nearly a thousand people, and drifting away.

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Sergei Shakurov, the conductor of the train, walked out of Napoleon VII's compartment with a brown paper bag. His fat cheeks were blushing. The excitement of getting a large sum of money by accident, even though he wiped the sweat on his forehead several times in the box, it was of no use. At this time, his forehead was still covered with fine beads of sweat.

After walking a few steps, the train conductor stuffed the kraft paper bag into his jacket, tucked it under the armpit of his right hand, and inserted his right hand unnaturally into his trousers pocket, and hurried towards his single bedroom in the middle of the train, crossing the Car 9 greeted several conductors absent-mindedly, but the train conductor did not know that his abnormality surprised all the conductors, because his salty hands unexpectedly did not stay on anyone.

The conductor Sergey Shakurov returned to his private room, quickly locked the door, opened the kraft paper bag, took out each stack of money and moved it, then put it back into the kraft paper bag and put it in the lockable Inside the tin drawer, which is usually where the log book is kept.

Then he sat on the bed with a sigh of relief and sent a message to Rasputin: "Mr. Rasputin, I have followed your instructions and promised to help Prince Napoleon. I hope you will be magnanimous and forgive some of the debts I owe in Vladivostok. Gambling debt."

A while later, the train conductor received a reply from Rasputin: "Gambling debts are easy to talk about, but remember to keep an eye on Prince Napoleon's actions. If there is any situation, please report to me as soon as possible. If you dare to inform others first, I will report to you immediately Cut off your son's two hands first, so that he can only use his feet to play X machines for the rest of his life"

"Don't, Mr. Rasputin, I promise to tell you as soon as there is any disturbance." The train conductor replied to the text message to Rasputin with his fat right hand trembling, and entered the wrong letter several times.

"I have someone in the car too, and he'll watch over you."

The train conductor replied "Don't worry", deleted all the text messages, and was just about to lie on the bed and rest for a while.There was a knock on the door in the room, and he straightened up and said, "Who?"

"The train conductor, me!" A deep voice replied softly.

Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, the train conductor couldn't help shivering. He quickly stood up and opened the door. He looked at the fierce man with a beard and a knife scar on his right cheek standing in front of him. The conductor was fat. There was a smile on his face, "Mr. Valuev, you can just make a phone call, why did you come in person?"

The man in front of him who made the train conductor frightened was nicknamed "Wolf of the Caucasus". If Rasputin is just a cunning and vicious little fox, then Alexey Igor Valuev is really a cruel and bloodthirsty horse. He is the leader of the training camp "Wild Wolf Academy" set up by the Wild Wolf Gang in Siberia Training Camp. He likes to call himself the vice principal, and the principal is naturally Andrei Pamoshev, the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang.

The Wolf Academy is located in a hidden location near the Arctic Circle in Siberia. It specializes in recruiting retired special forces as instructors to train senior bodyguards and killers of the Wolf Gang. Due to the difficulty of training, the death rate of the "Wild Wolf Academy" has been 30% The above can be called hell on earth.

As the person in charge of a train running on the Trans-Siberian Railway, he has naturally seen this "big man" who speaks in Siberia, but the train conductor Sergey Shakurov really didn't expect that this wolf accomplice was famous outside The vice-principal, who regards human life as nothing, will appear on his train.

Valuev didn't care about the train conductor's fat body blocking the door, he squeezed into the conductor's single room, closed the door, then put his arm around the conductor's shoulder and said, "Don't talk nonsense, who did you meet just now, said What, hurry up and tell the truth.”

The train conductor felt that Valuev was still holding a cold dagger on the upper right, and he cried out in his heart: "Today is really a hell, why are all the big people running on the train I am in charge of? A Prince Napoleon is already unbelievable enough, why? Even this killer is here." The complaint in my heart turned into a complaint, but I quickly said respectfully and flatteringly: "Prince Napoleon called me over just now. He has stolen something. He suspects that the thief is in the car, so he is looking for my name." help."

Valuev nodded and sneered, "You're honest, you didn't lie."

The train conductor broke out in cold sweat again. Valuev was cruel and merciless. At this moment, he also knew that these people must have come for the things Napoleon lost, so he couldn't help asking curiously: "Valuyev Mr. Yev, what happened to make you go out in person?"

Valuev smiled grimly, "It's better that you don't know. The only thing you need to know is what happened and who you found. Let me know as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)