"Grilled fish fillets with melon seeds and peanuts, beer, drinks and mineral water.
Please tuck your legs in front.
Beer, drinks, mineral water, peanuts, melon seeds and eight-treasure porridge.
Come on, tuck your legs in."
This is already the fifth time, and He Naizi has always been puzzled.
On a train with so many people, how does the small cart selling goods move freely?
You need eleven movements to prepare yourself to turn around, otherwise you will never be able to do it.
Yes, He Naizi, who had been standing for more than ten hours, only turned around three times and was tightly squeezed in the train aisle by all the comrades who had stood tickets.
If there were just too many people, with He Naizi's strength, he wouldn't be so helpless. The key is that there are endless luggage.
The luggage mentioned here is not just the neat large suitcases, but also woven bags, bedrolls, and large packages that are so dirty that their true colors cannot be seen, the stench of sweat, and the fresh smell of seafood.
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Normally, He Naizi would feel dirty just by looking at him, but now they have to look at each other, and his heart is broken beyond words.
If the smell could still be tolerated, the extremely unbearable high temperature made He Naizi want to die.
Because it was a train going to Northeast China, the heating was very hot, and the carriage was full of passengers, which quickly pushed the temperature to over 30 degrees.
In order to keep a low profile, He Naizi did not wear fur, but wore cotton clothes made of polymer nanomaterials.
It is said that the kind used in scientific research in the Antarctic and Antarctic is very thin and very warm.
The temperature was high on one side and very warm on the other, so He Naizi started to feel dry.
Soon it was like being fished out of water, covered in sweat, and the discomfort was indescribable.
Baqi didn't feel it, because she was very thin and tall, occupying the fresh air on the upper floor.
Following the inertia of the train, relying on the flow of people to float with the waves, there is actually a bit of fun, and you can show off your water snake waist to your heart's content.
Jiutan was more at ease. With his young appearance, he was strongly invited by a group of active and unrestrained female college students, and got into a crack by the window. He was surrounded by a group of strong cuties, and was immune to wind and rain.
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He Naizi looked at Jiutun's lovable look and felt angry, but she didn't want to give in to him. After all, he, the leader of the church, was still standing, and you, a servant, were sitting there. It was so shameless.
Every time He Naizi glared at Jiutun fiercely, he was struck by his innocent eyes.
I'm handsome, is there something wrong with me?
The shouting sound was getting closer and closer, and He Naizi once again performed that difficult move.
He held Baqi's arm tightly and let his upper body hang in the air to pass the small trailer. Unexpectedly, his high heels did not escape and were severely crushed by the wheels of the small trailer.
"Oh, my high heels are limited edition of the century! Why don't you take a closer look at them."
The lady selling goods from the cart didn't even raise her head and didn't respond angrily.
"So I asked you to put your legs back, and you blame me?"
"No, there are so many people, where do you want me to collect them?"
"Yeah, there were so many people, why didn't I suppress others?
Little girl, look for reasons within yourself instead of always blaming others and shirking responsibility.
This life lesson is given to you for free."
When He Naizi heard this, he became nervous instantly.
Could it be that this saleswoman is an expert hermit who has discovered her identity and is warning herself?
Thinking of this, He Naizi no longer cared about the high heels, grabbed the trolley and asked fiercely.
"Who are you? Tell me clearly?"
The lady pushing the cart was very surprised. She had experienced ups and downs on this train for more than ten years.
Those who come from the south, those who go north, the upper third class, the lower class, the lower class, I have seen all kinds of people.
No one has ever dared to quarrel with me.
Which road is so blind?
You don't look like a fool in what you're wearing. Why are you pretending to be a fool here?
“Is this where you put your claws?
Quickly let go, or I'll chop it off for you?"
Because He Naizi was nervous and had a guilty conscience, he suddenly lost his mind.
Does this count as making things clear?
This realm is indeed not a place that I can set foot in, and I also have an element of gambling in it.
Unexpectedly, he was discovered on this green slow train.
The day I stretched out my claws, I was mentally prepared to be chopped off.
I just didn't expect that this day would come so quickly.
Without letting go of the hand holding the cart, he forced himself to calmly turn his head to look at Baqi, who was next to him, and gave a look.
"How about it, do you want to kill someone and silence them?"
Baqi received the meaning of the look and gave quick feedback, which was relatively complicated.
"Are you a dummy?
How many people are in this carriage?
Have hundreds of people been silenced?
Didn’t you agree to keep a low profile?”
Maybe the meaning was too complicated and He Naizi didn't understand it thoroughly.
Or there was an ambiguity, thinking that Baqi was supporting her, so he was extremely decisive and started to assign tasks loudly.
"Baqi, I am responsible for killing people, and you are responsible for silencing them."
Expressing his attitude straightforwardly, He Naizi's hair suddenly became softer, and the aura on his body became different. You can imagine that the next step was a thunderous strike.
The cart lady was shocked, what era is this?
On the train, during the Spring Festival travel rush, you can actually meet a fool who makes a big deal about killing people and silencing them.
Did he escape from a mental hospital?
She tightly protected a cart of goods, and the lady pushing the cart would not be timid.
Your hand is already on the walkie-talkie. If something goes wrong, you have to blow the whistle to call someone. Police, flight attendant, dining car chef, and knife waiter.
"Why, you still want to rob me openly? You guys are still watching stupidly?
To kill is to kill me, to silence is to kill you, why are you all watching and eating?
Aren’t you afraid of high blood sugar levels after eating?”
One sentence aroused everyone's enthusiasm, and the undercurrent was surging in the carriage full of people racing.
Baqi was helpless because of He Naizi's stupidity, and his thin and long arms strangled her neck.
"Calm down and don't do anything. Do you want to be beaten?"
After He Naizi's neck was stuck, he was still struggling, and his aura was constantly rising at the same time.
"Baqi, let go of me. There is no way out. Let's fight."
"Wait a minute, He Naizi, don't make any noise."
The two red tickets were handed to the cart lady and gently placed on the cart.
Shutun actually wanted to stand up and resolve He Naiko's crisis at the first moment. As the leader's personal servant, that was his duty.
But the little cutie next to me was too strong and couldn't stand up.
Finally, if he didn't take action, He Naizi was about to explode, so Jiutan used his spiritual power to gently push the cutie beside him and handed over the two red tickets.
"Sister, my lady forgot to take her medicine this morning, don't be surprised.
Buy some drinks and give her medicine."
Nothing was as important as selling goods, so the cart lady immediately took her attention away from He Naizi.
"If you're sick, don't tie him down. What if you hurt someone? What kind of drink do you want? Do you want ice cream?"
Seeing that she is hot and sweating down her neck, how about she eat some ice cream to cool down?"