Armed Train in the Apocalypse-Chapter 284 - 210: The Secretary Is Broken

Hearing Su Huan's words, Liu Ming, lying on the ground, opened his eyes in despair, his voice dry, "You discovered Tongzhou Association long ago?"

Tong Zizhan, standing at the door, sneered, "The train conductor, considering that you didn't cause any instability to the train, gave you a chance and didn't take action."

"So you agreed to let me join the team just to spy on me?"

Liu Ming suddenly realized, a trace of self-mockery in his eyes.

'Of course not!'

Tong Zizhan sighed inwardly.

Initially, he intended to find two ordinary team members to distract the train conductor's attention.

At first, there was no problem, but as time went on, things didn't feel right.

No matter how careful Liu Ming was, he couldn't hide it anymore.

After all, they were professionally trained undercover agents by a big company, so missing the signs for a day or two was normal, but with constant contact, how could they not notice an insider in their midst?

The two of them struggled for a long time, Tong Zizhan even planned to kill him outside.

But fearing it would attract the train conductor's attention, he inexplicably reported to Su Huan.

However, the train conductor's attitude was ambiguous at the time, telling him to continue observing, so Liu Ming and his Tongzhou Association managed to survive until now.

Su Huan rummaged through Zhang Qiang and found the rough handmade gun, pulled the slide to eject a bullet.

The bullets clinked as they fell to the ground, fifteen in total.

Su Huan was slightly surprised and handed the gun to the Boss behind him. The Boss took it, dismantling it into parts expertly as if uncovering a quilt to touch his wife.

"When I made this gun, the bullet capacity was only fifteen rounds, no possibility of loading an extra one beforehand."

The Boss replied.

Liu Ming suddenly realized, "So this gun was arranged into my hands by you, no wonder... no wonder it went so smoothly!"

The Boss looked at him coldly.

The bullet workshop was under his supervision, not to mention a gun, even an extra screw was under his watch.

Moreover, he was the only one in the entire workshop who could handcraft guns!

Which meant, although Su Huan couldn't watch him every moment, all of Liu Ming's critical actions were under Su Huan's control!

"You never intended to use this gun? Was the first gunshot sound simulated by ability?"

Su Huan asked curiously.

Liu Ming pushed away Zhang Qiang, who was already dead, sat up, his right chest stained with blood, half of it his own.

Sitting on the ground in a crouch, he said self-deprecatingly, "Just as a precaution, if he didn't bring a gun, then use this one."

"Ha, quite willing to go all out."

Su Huan's eyes showed a hint of admiration.

He admired such ruthless people, using the ruse of self-injury was not something ordinary people could play well.

At this moment, the other mysterious man also realized, glaring at Liu Ming, stretch his neck and roared, "You set me up!"

Liu Ming didn't have the strength to respond, sitting there with his head lowered.

Su Huan glanced at him coldly, and the man was immediately terrified into silence.

Lao San and a few others had already cleaned up the battlefield; besides two guns, there were two small gadgets, one could affect cameras, and the other could interfere with sound waves.

The man was also dragged in front of Su Huan, his legs too weak to stand on his own, supported by Lao San and another.

The mask was also pulled off, revealing a rough face.

It was the same batch of steel mill workers who boarded with Wang He.

Before Su Huan could ask, he was already scared into full confession, in tears and snot.

He and Wang He were of the same rank in the steel mill, but Wang He's treatment became drastically different after he talked with Su Huan.

He was always upset about it, wanting to cause trouble for Wang He.

So he contacted Tongzhou Association, intending to cause trouble on the train, make the train conductor dissatisfied, and then replace Wang He as the foreman.

It had to be said, so naively foolish.

Halfway through listening, Su Huan lost patience.

He didn't dislike ambitious people, but he very much disliked the stupid and evil ones, those who even made misdeeds without any finesse.

In the coming era, being incompetent was more deserving of death than being bad!

Su Huan turned and walked out, "Shoot this one and feed the fish, save the other if you can, if not, feed the fish together."

The man tried to say something, but Lao San covered his mouth and nose.

The Boss pulled out the handcrafted gun and pressed it to the man's forehead.

"Bang!"

It sounded like smashing open a rotten watermelon.

Lao San spat several times, cursing under his breath, "What kind of lousy gun is this?"

The Boss scratched his head, chuckled awkwardly, "Forgot to leave an escape plan, luckily it was the first shot, the second shot would have blown back, want me to help..."

Lao San: "Stop the nonsense, get a couple more to lend a hand."

Outside the lounge.

Xiaozhao walked quickly over, glancing around, saw the train conductor with his legs crossed sitting on the sofa, staring blankly at the disruptor in his hand, and felt a tightness in his chest.

He leaned over and whispered, "The teacher is already asleep, Li Hong is still in the laboratory."

Beside him, He Jie gave Lao San a look.

The latter wiped the blood off his face, hurried forward, a glint of ruthlessness in his eyes, "Conductor, I'll take someone to finish off that kid now!"

"Crackle—"

Electricity flashed in Su Huan's hand, and the disruptor turned into a pile of charred parts.

His voice calm, "Don't disturb Professor Ma's rest, after all, he is old."

Beside him, Xiaozhao sighed inwardly.

What was meant to happen, happened.

Whether it was the train conductor or the teacher, they both had given Li Hong more than one chance.

In the end, he remained stuck in his narrow world.

The young life would completely halt tonight because of that bit of obsession.

"Ah, understood."