An hour later.

Bai Sang looked at Qin Minglang, whose forehead was covered in sweat.

"Boss, he, he..."

I'm a little worried about eating meat without garlic.

"It's okay, we still have time, let's wait a little longer."

Bai Sang glanced at the time.

With a little extra speed, there won't be any problems.

Half an hour later, Qin Minglang finally opened his eyes.

This time, there was a wild, exhilarating look in his eyes.

"Finally, I finally..."

Qin Minglang suddenly squatted down on the ground and burst into tears.

The man who eats meat but not garlic stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother, it's all in the past, it's all in the past."

Qin Minglang covered his face and cried for a while before standing up.

"I've made a fool of myself in front of you."

"In the illusion, I killed those people and saved Mingjia."

"Even if it was an illusion, Mingjia survived."

Qin Minglang's eyes were red and his face was covered in tears, yet he smiled broadly.

"She survived where I couldn't see her."

[Sobbing, this is so heartbreaking! Why did Mingjia have to get into trouble?]

[You bastards, go to hell! Go pay for this girl's life!]

I really don't understand why they had to hurt me like this.

This guy is really in so much pain.

I feel like crying; I miss my brother.

I feel like crying, and I also feel like punching my brother.

Qin Minglang recovered after a few minutes.

"let's go."

Bai Sang glanced around carriage 13. In the past hour, she had already searched for the source of the hallucinations.

Unfortunately, nothing was gained.

"Let's go."

As Bai Sang walked to the connection between carriages 13 and 12, the little girl he had met first called out to him again.

"Sister, don't forget, when you see my mother, ask her to come pick me up."

Yun Yuan nodded on Bai Sang's behalf.

Don't worry.

Carriage number 12.

As soon as she entered, Bai Sang felt extremely hungry.

I'm hungry.

Eating meat but not garlic is a bad habit.

Bai Sang nodded as well.

She glanced at the time and was shocked to find that it was already noon.

It was only nine o'clock in the morning when Qin Minglang emerged from the illusion.

"The timing is wrong."

"Does time change in each train carriage?"

Bai Sang found an empty seat, and the four of them sat down.

"Let's eat first, and then we'll hurry up and move on."

"If the time span is different, it's hard to say whether we can reach carriage number 7 before the train arrives at the station."

The group quickly finished their meal, and when they arrived at carriage number 11, Bai Sang discovered that it was dark again.

An afternoon passed in the time it takes to eat a meal.

Bai Sang's expression was serious. "We don't know what else might happen tonight, so everyone must be careful."

Bai Sang then noticed that Qin Minglang was acting strangely.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Those people are here."

Qin Minglang's gaze was fixed on a few people in a certain spot.

Aside from the player in carriage 15 who had already died, this was the first time they had found a player.

It's getting dark.

Bai Sang glanced at the three men who were still eating and drinking recklessly.

"A dark and windy night is perfect for murder."

Without making a sound, the four of them had already surrounded the seats of the three people.

"Be careful, we don't know what unexpected things might happen tonight, so we need to finish this quickly."

A quiet reminder: eat meat but not garlic.

As soon as he finished speaking, a bullet entered one of the men's bodies.

The sudden burst of flames startled the other two.

The piercing screams, combined with the aroma of roasted meat, caused the surrounding passengers to stand up involuntarily.

There were also a few other players.

They looked at Bai Sang and the others, their brows furrowed.

"This isn't right for you. We all have missions to carry out."

Bai Sang sneered.

“They are different from us.”

"Besides, this is a personal grudge, you shouldn't interfere."

One of them was about to speak when the other pulled him back and whispered something to him.

They looked at each other and finally sat down.

In just a short while, the smell of barbecue became even stronger, and the person who had been roasted fell silent.

The remaining two men drew their weapons and glared fiercely at Qin Minglang.

"You dare to come here, kid?"

"Get this girl sorted out too, then let them watch over her in a bit."

"Kid, your sister is really young."

One sentence made Qin Minglang's eyes instantly redden.

He roared and strode forward, engaging one of them in a fierce fight.

The remaining one seemed to have found a breakthrough and charged straight at Bai Sang.

Bai Sang kicked out and landed squarely on the man's chin.

A crisp "snap" sound rang out.

"Was it good?"

Bai Sang spoke with a faint smile.

The man covered his chin, speechless, his eyes filled with anger as he looked at Bai Sang.

"Click".

Bai Sang stepped forward and dislocated the man's two arm joints.

"Mingjia is such a good child, how could you do this to her?"

Seeing the man howling in pain, Bai Sang lifted her foot.

Those who eat meat but not garlic should quietly step back.

He felt a dull ache in a certain part of his body.

Yun Yuan glanced at Bai Sang with some surprise.

Her movements were crisp and precise, but it was clear she hadn't received any systematic training.

"When we get back, I'll train with you?"

Bai Sang nodded at Yun Yuan's words.

"OK."

This person is already useless.

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