Qin Che and the scammer were about to follow Miss Devil into the RV, but the "trainer" who was beaten to death suddenly stood up.

"Hey! Don't forget me, so do I-"

Bang!

The scammer took out a revolver from somewhere and shot the guy's newly recovered head.

The cowboy, who stood up for less than five seconds, fell to the ground again with his back on the sky.

Looking at the unlucky mentally retarded, Qin Che couldn't help but sigh:

"So, how did this idiot join the pioneer?"

"Well, don't look at him like this, he actually has a lot of pursuit."

Miss Devil smiled: "You know? There was a train coming in the city center of Steel City, but it suddenly stopped running."

Recalling the abandoned railway tracks he saw in the center of the city, Qin Che nodded.

"Well, the train disappeared because of him, the legendary 'hero' who resisted the chaebol - the trainer."

Speaking of this, Miss Devil laughed out loud: "This kid was the designer of Steel City Train. He worked at the Vehicle Research Institute under the Eternal Power Group. He designed the train running in the city. But..."

"He was forced to work overtime by Yongchang Electric every day. Several colleagues died of exhaustion on their posts. Because he said a few words to his colleagues, he even had his basic salary deducted."

"That's really unlucky." Qin Che said.

He really has no good feelings for these chaebol seeds from the City of Steel - of course, the chaebol goddess has a pretty good body, so let's forget it.

"Ha, people will always rebel when forced into desperate situations, even this waste."

Miss Devil spoke in a plain tone and dangerous speech: "Slowly, this kid began to think: Why do I work for the chaebols of the City of Steel? What is the meaning of doing this? What is the value of my existence?"

Bang! Bang!

The scammer shot the trainer twice in the head and echoed: "This kid is indeed a rebel."

"Then can you give him some time to resurrect?" Miss Devil said patiently.

"I'm not in a good mood." The scammer waved his hand and a few smoked empty shells flew out of the wheel: "It's okay, you keep talking."

"good."

Miss Devil's smile was very energetic, and the sand under the cloak had been oozed into dark red by blood. The picture was extremely strange: "This kid is not only responsible for the design, but also the Eternal Power Group handed over the work of building the first train to him. He also assigned dozens of machine workers."

"After all, who would have thought that such submissive waste would suddenly resist?"

"So what did he do?" Qin Che was too lazy to continue listening to lay the groundwork.

The case committed by the trainer obviously happened before he traveled through time.

He only knew that the trains in the city center were out of service, and he didn't know anything else.

"Hehehe..."

A proud laugh suddenly sounded behind Qin Che and the scam, and the trainer who had been shot in the head twice in a row stood up again.

The two of them turned around at the same time, and saw the man raise his hands and make a standard French military salute:

"Don't shoot! I surrender!"

At this time, his body had recovered, but the shoe prints and blood on his face had not disappeared, and his pants that were smashed by shotgun could not come back.

"Um?"

Before Qin Che could speak, the trainer had already knelt down skillfully: "Want to kowtow how many times?"

Looking at this guy's humble appearance, Qin Che sighed: "Don't play sneak attack next time, little brother."

"No need to kowtow?" The trainman looked up happily.

"A hundred." The scammer put away his gun.

Smack sex...

The trainer's head was intimately in contact with the sand, making a sound of sour sound.

"This kid is too humble." Qin Che sighed: "You are bullying him like this?"

The scammer glanced at him: "You are the one who bullied him the most just now."

"I'm self-defense, the few shots you fired were too defensive."

"I'm defending you, Mr. Bain."

Seeing that the two of them had a pleasant communication, Miss Devil quickly smoothed out: "Do you still want to hear the story?"

"I've heard it more than a hundred times."

"But Mr. Bain hasn't heard of it."

"You keep talking, I'm listening." Qin Che nodded.

Miss Devil spoke again, narrating like a slowly flowing stream, taking Qin Che back to the stage when the City of Steel was still under construction twenty years ago.

That day, Hengdian Line, the first railway invested and built by Yongheng Electric Power Group, was finally officially completed.

At the same time, the first train of Steel City, the high-speed train named "The Fuckiest Greatest of Eternal Power Group", also began trial operation.

According to convention, the first train to be tested will naturally pass the acceptance of the leaders of Yongheng Electric Power Group, and take a video to praise the leader's wise and magical martial arts.

On this day, three senior executives of Eternal Power Group appeared on the platform in the city center with more than a dozen bodyguards.

Three men with a combined weight of more than one ton were chatting enthusiastically:

"When this thing is built, will our Eternal Electric Power be awesome!"

The talking man was holding a cigar in his mouth, and a stench of seafood came out of his mouth.

His name is Ferguer, known as the "Master of Money-Pressing". He is the right-hand man of the president of Eternal Power Group. He is well-known for fancy squeezing his subordinates.

He once created a "money-saving legend" that made more than 30 orphans work overtime for a month, and finally deliberately created an accident to kill them all, including wages, overtime pay and compensation.

Fergel's big belly trembled, and the buttons of his blue shirt were about to break open.

"Haha, of course, you manage it well!" Another fat man next to him smiled.

This person is Grace, who can't do anything except flattery and give gifts. With his superb flattery skills, he successfully got to the top management of Eternal Power Group:

"If this is opened to traffic, you will definitely be promoted again! You are truly worthy of being Lord Fogel, and your efficiency will always be so high!"

"Of course, who do you think I am?" Fogel laughed: "Isn't this train just for us to improve our performance?"

"That's right, I think the ticket will start for 2,000 yuan, right?" the third fat pig spoke.

This person was wearing sexy pink clothes and was responsible for the positioning of various goods and services and price evaluation at Yongheng Electric Power Group.

His action mode is to make everything expensive, but it does not completely collapse the people who spend money.

Seeing those hard-working workers spending 10,000 yuan to buy something that costs only 500 yuan for their own production, he feels inexplicable pleasure.

In his opinion, in this barren land, only bullying the weak can make people find some happiness.

"Tsk, two thousand?"

Fergel shook his pumpkin-shaped head: "How can two thousand be done? It costs 4,000 yuan at a time! Four thousand yuan per ticket! Anyway, this railway was not built for those untouchables!"

"Of course, only noble guests can take the train." Grace nodded hurriedly: "The poor guy should walk to work!"

——This railway, in the final analysis, belongs to their "image project", and is only used to improve performance.

In addition to the railway, Eternal Power Group has built a large number of buildings in the city center that do not match the city's tone, such as zoos, amusement parks, water dragon scenery parks, etc.

Anyway, laborers don’t spend money, so they are like playing construction games, building all kinds of buildings.

As for those workers who have been used to waste, they will be done with "accident".

The roar of the train engine sounded from afar.

The three capitalists turned their heads with anticipation and turned their eyes to the direction where the sound came.

More than a dozen black-clad bodyguards looked around alertly, and the thin photographers carried the cameras and immediately began to photograph the heroic postures of the three.

The red front of the car slowly drove in, and a test-run carriage was dragged behind.

The "Eternal Power Group's Fucking Greatest" high-speed train is about to arrive at its first stop.

Buzz...

The roar of a horn suddenly sounded at the front of the car, as if someone was playing music.

The music was low and tragic, which was in sharp contrast with the laughter and joyful three people.

"What's going on?" Ferguel's little eyes narrowed into slits: "Who the fuck asked them to sing?"

"This song may be to reflect the greatness of the project!" Grace hurriedly flattered: "Listen to this solemn tune, it is obvious that we are blowing!"

"Yeah, it makes some sense..."

Fergel hugged his arms, skillfully turned to the camera camera beside him, first spitting out old phlegm on the ground, and then slowly spoke:

"Today is the day when Eternal Power Group creates history! Although we are chaebols, we are not chaebols. We want the residents of Steel City to live a happy and beautiful life!"

"Work hard, workers, everything you do will make us--ah-ah-ah-it will make the City of Steel more prosperous! Let this last shelter for mankind become the best paradise!"
To be continued...