A Train Named Evil

Get a water dispenser.There could have been a water dispenser at the train conductor's seat, but he was used to using a hot water bottle, and the old bottle was so used that the exterior paint was mottled, so he still had no intention of retiring.He suddenly looked up and saw the pitiful look of the flight attendant. He didn't let go of the hand holding the teacup, nor did he lift it up.

"Want to drink? I'll give you a drink." You don't have to cry over a sip of tea, do you?he wondered.

The flight attendant was very moved, and quickly waved his hands: "I won't drink, I won't drink, brother Rong, you drink. We all count on you." Then, she put the phone in front of him, clicked on a video, "Oh yes, Rong Brother, look at this."

Wu Fengrong pulled his neck forward and asked curiously, "What is it?"

It was the beautiful female anchor of the news channel reporting the morning headlines——

"Now let's pay attention to the progress of the major homicide case in Tongzhou on September 9. After verification by our reporter with the police, the underage victim Xiao Quan was a sophomore in Tongzhou No. 27 Middle School. At 23:40 on the evening of September [-] At about [-] minutes, he was hit in the back of the head with a blunt instrument at the back door of Liuhua Road Internet Cafe, resulting in skull fracture and massive intracranial hemorrhage.

After the incident, the Tongzhou police quickly set up a special case team to carry out investigations, and the fugitive suspect has been locked: Zhou Yanling.This man, 35 years old, a native of Tongzhou, works for Lixin Insurance Group.The person in charge of the company said that Zhou Yanling had been absent from work for five days and could not be contacted.This afternoon, the Ministry of Public Security officially issued a Class B arrest warrant nationwide, and witnesses are welcome to provide tips..."

A photo was put on the screen, it was indeed Zhou Yanling in the 4th row of carriage 15.

The flight attendant said nervously: "Brother Rong, did you find someone just now? Is it him?"

Wu Fengrong's eyes rolled around, he drank the tea in the cup, looked at the photos on the phone, and didn't speak immediately.Zhao Xintao on the side clenched his fists, his eyes widened, as if he had been severely frightened.Then I heard the flight attendant muttering and continued: "I'm still a minor, what a fucking beast. If I were the child's parents, I would like to kill this murderer alive..."

After a while, Wu Fengrong patted Zhao Xintao on the shoulder: "Xintao, go and inform the marshals, send them photos, and strengthen inspections, but don't arrest people randomly, so as not to disturb the passengers. Who are the marshals on duty today?"

Zhao Xintao said: "Something happened to Jianjun's family. Today only four of them got in the car. I'll go and have a look." After speaking, he hurried out.

Wu Fengrong's heart sank. Qi Jianjun, the old police team leader with rich experience and calm style, was absent today. The police team might not be useful.He also called all the crew to a meeting at the conductor's seat, and urgently notified that there might be a nationally wanted criminal on the train, and asked the crew to pay attention to the movements of passengers, and if they found something, they should not startle the snake, and notify the police and the train conductor as soon as possible.

After the short meeting, Wu Fengrong looked at his watch, it was exactly 06:30, it was time for the dining car to prepare breakfast.He asked the flight attendant to bring him two meat buns.The freshly baked steamed buns were steaming with aroma, and he wrapped them in oiled paper while biting them while walking slowly towards the No. 4 carriage.

Passing the end of the No. 6 car, the door of the bathroom clicked open, and a hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed Wu Fengrong by the sleeve, and pulled the person in violently.Wu Fengrong almost choked his trachea with a mouthful of steamed stuffed bun, his eyes flicked over the dangling windshield, and he fell into the arms of a man just in time to hear the sharp slam of the door.A swift black shadow covered Wu Fengrong's sight.He shivered involuntarily, not because of fear, but because the north wind was so strong that it hurt his cheeks.He remembered that the windows in the toilet were basically open for ventilation, and this narrow space was the coldest place in the car.

The train conductor rubbed his nose, a little impatiently: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Yanling opened the bun in his hand, held his wrist with one hand and raised it to the top of his head. The hot breath gushed into Wu Fengrong's ear, forming an effect of alternating cold and hot, ice and fire with the north wind.Wu Fengrong felt his earlobe being bitten, and his wet tongue made a circle on it.Someone said: "Borrow a fire."

Wu Fengrong's expression changed, and his knees jerked up towards the man's groin. Zhou Yanling squatted down with a cry of pain. Wu Fengrong broke free from his wrist and tilted his head to open the door. The person behind him put a hand on his shoulder.The two were fighting in the bathroom of less than three square meters. Wu Fengrong raised his foot and tried to kick again, but was dodged. This kick directly landed on the stainless steel sink, causing cramps in pain.Zhou Yanling grabbed his waist, turned around and pressed him against the door, clicked the door and locked it again, separated Wu Fengrong's knees with his left leg, broke into the crotch abruptly, and pushed hard against the crotch.This action can be counted as sexual harassment, Wu Fengrong's expression remained unchanged, and he slanted coldly.The man let out a low-pitched laugh, which was actually very hearty and frank, without the hint of a mean gangster at all.

"It's just an excuse, the train conductor shouldn't be guilty of copying the ancestral hall, right?"

"I help Mr. Zhou light the fire, what's the benefit?"

Wu Fengrong took out a hand and rubbed it along the man's waist.

Through the thin fabric of the white shirt, Zhou Yanling could feel the coolness of his fingers, like five young snakes swimming around his lower back.As soon as he lowered his head, the train conductor stretched out his bright red tongue to lick the gravy from the corner of his lips.

Zhou Yanling took a sniff along the back of his neckline next to his ear, his lips were only half an inch away from the skin, and the indistinct itching touched Wu Fengrong's heart.He sighed deeply, unable to ignore the hot and dry feeling slowly gushing from his bones.

"I can promise you with my body," Zhou Yanling murmured, "as long as the train conductor doesn't despise mediocrity."

Wu Fengrong smiled, his cold and dangerous hand slipped in from the corner of the shirt, and the man's flat and tight skin grazed the palm of his hand.Fingertips visited the waist and touched the firm abdomen. The train conductor lowered his eyelashes and peeped through the half-covered shirt to see the naked skin. The color was very healthy. He continued to "ignite" along the belly button. Ears become heavier.

Suddenly, the finger stopped and landed on an obvious scar, which should be an old scar. It was much whiter than the surrounding skin, and it was as wide as two fingers. The palm was long, and it stuck abruptly on the skin.Wu Fengrong continued to go up, and touched the gauze under the ribs again.

His eyes changed.Sure enough, it hurts!

Hearing Zhou Yanling gasp, it was obvious that he was hurt by the wound.Wu Fengrong suddenly exerted force and roughly tore open the shirt, only to see that the gauze had been soaked in blood.He leaned over to kiss the gauze, his lips touched the irritating smell of blood, the tip of his tongue followed the wound all the way to the collarbone, Zhou Yanling's hand on his shoulder almost crushed his shoulder.

He looked up through the man's pupils and looked into the depths: "How did you hurt?"

The man's handsome face was covered, his thick lips carried a faint smell of smoke.Wu Fengrong opened his mouth and took it, kissing almost affectionately, like a long-lost loving couple, even he himself was surprised, he rarely had such a tacit understanding with a stranger, his other hand wrapped around the man's neck, and slammed He pressed his head against his face, wishing he could bite off the other's lips.

This kiss was too violent, Zhou Yanling's eyes were very smug when he backed away: "The train conductor is so enthusiastic?"

With saliva still on the corner of Wu Fengrong's mouth, he reached out to untie his belt without talking nonsense.He will never subdue his own desires, enjoy as much as he can, and don't care about his affairs.Zhou Yanling kissed his neck and shoulders pantingly while pulling off his trousers. Wu Fengrong muttered "concealment" vaguely from his shoulder socket, which made Zhou Yanling laugh.

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The sound of the plastic seal of the reimbursement sleeve being torn stimulated Wu Fengrong's five senses.The man bit his neck, Wu Fengrong let out a short, sensual moan, and handed him the wet holster, he hurriedly took it out of his trousers, and put it on effortlessly. His mouth couldn't handle the dense kisses.It's like two copulating beasts, the north wind is full of sexual desire.

Zhou Yanling lifted him up with one hand, Wu Fengrong's legs were wrapped around his waist, and his butt wished to be nailed to that dick.He buried his head on Zhou Yanling's shoulder, supported the sink under him with one hand, and grabbed Zhou Yanling's back with the other, and let out a low growl from his throat from time to time.Zhou Yanling forcefully turned his head up, the train conductor's face was illuminated by clouds, the corners of his eyes were full of spring, and under the dark eyelashes, less than a drop of tears was buried.

"Fuck." Zhou Yanling cursed severely.

Needless to say, Wu Fengrong has already been fucked to the point where he lost his courage.If so, he could still bicker calmly: "Aren't you already fucking... Ah!" The impact was so hard that it penetrated deep into the rectum, and he almost bit his own tongue.His unyielding temperament was aroused, he flicked his bangs, leaned over to cover the criminal's mouth, and kissed fiercely.

Zhou Yanling has never met such a flirtatious thing as him, and he is still restless after being fucked like this.He had played with quite a few boys, and he was the only one who tormented others in bed, where did this kind of domineering ancestor come from.But Wu Fengrong's tearful face crashed into his heart, his heart throbbed, and the movements of his crotch couldn't help speeding up and intensifying.He knocked down the drop of water hanging on the eyelashes and landed on his face.

"You fucking..." Wu Fengrong bit his lip, and the sweet blood stained his mouth, as if he wanted to eat people.

Zhou Yanling pinched his nipple, and was satisfied to hear the sigh from his mouth. If it wasn't for worrying that this is a toilet, the sound insulation is poor and there are many people coming and going, he wished he could open the upper mouth and let this slut Yelling.Wu Fengrong's voice was thin and hoarse, like the rustling of tobacco leaves in an old-fashioned bong, which made Zhou Yanling's blood rush to his head.

There's a knock on the door outside, Woo