In the darkness, a crisp snap of fingers could be faintly heard.

All skills disappeared.

The carriage was pitch black.

"What's going on?" someone asked loudly.

The "Am I handsome?" effect is gone.

A bolt of purple lightning struck his spine, unleashing his potential. Waves of tingling sensation surged through his legs, and Li Changzhou shot forward instantly.

"Who...ah!"

"Little...ah!"

"What...ah!"

"What's going on?!"

"what happens?!"

Screams echoed throughout the room.

"Who stole my weapon! Who?!"

"My military flag! How dare you!"

"Oh no! Someone's stealing! Everyone be careful!"

"Anyone who fucking touches me is asking for it!"

"Don't move! Anyone who moves is a thief! Damn it, my clothes!"

The heat in his legs disappeared, and Li Changzhou stepped aside, his ears filled with the sounds of fighting.

"Just these few?" he asked Xiaoyue in a low voice.

"besides....."

Before Xiaoyue could finish speaking, a group of people came out of the private room. The leader asked in confusion, "What's going on? What happened? Don't you know that fighting on a bus is punishable?"

Master Huang!

With a heavy heart, Li Changzhou approached his mentor.

"Stop fighting! We're all black cards, and the goal in the dungeon is the same. What's the matter—"

A chill ran down my spine. Master Huang truly lived up to his reputation as a disciple of a major sect. Even without any special skills, he possessed many extraordinary abilities.

At the critical moment, he lightly pushed off the ground with his shoes, his body drawing a semi-circle, thus anticipating and dodging Li Changzhou's attack.

As he stepped aside, Master Huang shouted, "Stop!"

Because fighting is punishable, he didn't dare to retaliate.

Li Changzhou's left shoulder suddenly exploded with power, his arm shot out like a javelin, his five fingers sharp as hooks, aimed straight at the opponent's throat.

He slowed down his movements, leaving himself some room to retract his attack.

But for Master Huang, this sudden, lightning-fast strike was the greatest life-or-death crisis of his life.

Lightning struck his spine, and Master Huang, in his old age, unleashed the strongest and most agile strike of his life.

Hear thunder in the silence!

After striking out with his palm, he even felt that his understanding of the "Thunderclap Book" had improved and his abilities had increased.

Faced with this palm strike that stirred up wind and thunder, Li Changzhou retracted his claws, transformed them into fists, and charged straight at it.

Bang!

The two men each took two steps back.

Li Changzhou didn't use the "Thunderclap Book," and his physique was beyond that of ordinary people. He quickly recovered and strode forward.

Master Huang felt numb and tingly all over. Hearing the sound of wind, he instinctively shouted, "Watch out!"

The teammates behind him couldn't care less at this point and immediately took action.

Facing this group of elderly people who all knew the "Thunderclap Book," Li Changzhou dared not be careless. Lightning struck his spine, and all his muscles tensed up.

They exchanged a punch, a kick, a shoulder bump, and a palm strike to deflect a powerful punch, then made their way through the crowd unscathed.

The difficulty is comparable to going home for the Chinese New Year. On the only way, seeing a group of old men and women chatting idly at the village entrance is like having thorns in your back.

The elderly couple didn't linger in the fight; they stood back to back, never making the first move.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Li Changzhou slipped back to Xiaoyue's side: "Is there any more?"

"That's all, that's all."

"What are you doing with your hands?" Li Changzhou waved his hand away from the other person.

"Let me see if you're hurt." Xiaoyue's voice was dripping with saliva.

"Hmm." Li Qianxia's voice.

Oh no, if she's there, then Yang Qinglan must be there too.

"Whoosh—" The train rumbled out of the tunnel, and the sky brightened.

The scene before me was a complete mess: medieval knights were holding the flags of officials with queues, the officials were hiding in a corner putting on Taoist robes, Taoists were hiding monks' gold bowls in their sleeves, and the monks' clothes had all been stripped off.

The spider demon was carrying the cassock and quietly walking away into the distance.

Food was scattered all over the ground, and the yolk of a sterile dinosaur egg was spilled everywhere. The minotaur holding a knight's longsword slipped and fell.

The fish was kicked up by the minotaur, its mouth wide open, drawing an arc in the sky before splashing into a large glass of beer.

"Gurgle, gurgle!" Bubbles rose up, and it was unclear what the fish was saying.

In broad daylight, Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan stared at each other.

Li Changzhou clenched his fist, pressed it to his lips, and cleared his throat: "Look at that fish, doesn't it look like a person about to suffocate?"

Yang Qinglan glanced at it.

"Gibberish!" the fish cursed (it should be cursing).

Yang Qinglan pursed her lips, suppressing a smile.

winter! winter! winter!

Three figures suddenly rushed in, led by an eagle standing upright on its two legs, which was very majestic and handsome;

An ant followed behind, its armor cold and hard, like a machine.

Another flight attendant, who looked entirely European (I'm not sure what she was), had a dignified appearance and seemed very gentle.

The eagle, dressed as a train conductor, coldly swept its gaze over everyone present, finally settling on Xiaoyue.

After staring at her for a full five seconds, Xiaoyue clasped her hands together, closed her eyes tightly, and made a pleading gesture before Train Conductor Eagle finally spoke: "What's going on?"

“I’ve already tried to talk them out of the fight and the trouble,” Xiaoyue replied quickly.

"Increase the difficulty of the dungeon for everyone!" Train conductor Eagle said, turning and leaving. "Erase their memories."

The European female train attendant placed her hands on her lower abdomen, bowed slightly, and saw the train conductor and security guard off.

After the train conductor Eagle and Ant left, Xiaoyue stepped forward like a rabbit, took the arm of the European female attendant, and whispered something to each other, occasionally pointing at Li Changzhou and the others.

The European flight attendant frowned, looking troubled, but finally nodded with difficulty. Xiaoyue gave Li Changzhou and the other two an "OK" sign.

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