The conductor staggered back a few steps, then twisted his head from the hole in the bowl, and looked at Wick ferociously: "Idiot, I said it, it's useless at all."

Wick turned around and ran to the platform the next moment after firing the shot, trying to jump up and grab the hook. But just as he stepped on the edge of the platform, a sturdy hand suddenly stretched out from the corpse, firmly grasped Wick's ankle, and then slammed it outward.

Unprepared, Wick hit the hard concrete floor heavily, then slid out more than ten meters, and hit one of the pillars on the platform with one head. His eyes were black, and he almost lost his breath.

The black-clothed man struggled to get up from the corpse, moved his shoulders, gritted his teeth and said: "I warned you long ago not to play with them. Especially this guy, he should be left behind by force. You have to let go. They're going, all right now, they almost overturned at the last moment."

The conductor waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, the stronger they are, the more telling my eyes are."

He stepped forward, took Wick's arm, and dragged it toward the platform. Wick wanted to resist, but he almost broke his cervical spine just now. It's a miracle if you don't faint, don't think about powerful pneumatic hands.

"I know you are unwilling, I know you are confused and angry, but when I explain everything to you, you will understand the greatness of what we have done."

The conductor dragged Wick and muttered.

"There is an extremely terrible demon suppressed here, and these monsters are derived from it. As you can see, those monsters are not human creatures. They come from hell, so ordinary weapons can't completely destroy them, at most they can only damage them. , But it won’t take long for them to return to normal."

"It is conceivable that if these monsters are out of control, they will cause terrible harm to New York and the world. Therefore, after several failed liquidations, the US government can only secretly reach an agreement with these monsters."

"We humans provide fresh meat every day, and these monsters promise to stay here only and not go out to disturb ordinary people."

Wick coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of blood, and reluctantly said: "So what qualifications do you have to decide, who will live and who will die?"

The train conductor threw Wick onto the platform and sneered: "Of course, we mainly choose the tramp, villain and bastard. Those people will not be of any use to the society if they stay in the world. Instead, it will waste social resources. It is better to use it. Make your last contribution."

Wick reluctantly raised his head and sneered likewise: "What about the female college student that Skoff saw? She is still a child. Isn't she also a useless person? What did she do wrong?"

The conductor shrugged: "No way, you know, not all **** like to take the subway in the middle of the night. Time is tight and tasks are heavy, so sometimes we have to do something unavoidable."

"Bah, humbly murderer." Wick spit directly, "In my opinion, you are no different from those monsters."

The conductor calmly wiped the saliva off his face, and smiled: "It doesn't matter, anyway, after a while, you will become like me. And I will be relieved and live a normal life again, haha..."

He reached out and grabbed Wick's neck, pulled it up, and motioned to the man in black to bring the lancet that was thrown on the ground: "He chose the kid who took the picture, and you two are in my mind. No. Way, who makes the position of conductor more important."

The conductor took the knife handed over by the man in black, and stretched out his hand in front of Wick’s eyes and gestured: "Don’t move, if I scratch your face, it’s not perfect. Don’t worry, your tongues are only temporarily kept by me. , Wait for you to divide the victory and defeat, the winner will get the tongue of the loser."

Wick gritted his teeth and glared at the conductor. If the look in his eyes could kill people, the hateful man in front of him would have been chopped into meat by him.

"Don't look at me like this, I don't like the pervert of cutting someone's tongue." The conductor muttered, "But there is no way. The ritual is like this. In order to prevent leaks, you must cut your tongue. Unless you find an inheritor, you can connect it. His tongue is used."

"By the way, man, let me tell you one thing. After you two decide the winner, you have to kill your favorite woman yourself."

The train conductor laughed madly: "Yes, your woman is not dead yet, but she will die in the hands of her own man. Isn't it crazy and ironic? Haha... Brother, the pain I have endured back then, you also It's time to taste."

"Helen is still alive?"

Wick's face changed, and the strength of the struggle became greater. It's a pity that with his current body, no matter how hard he tries, it's useless.

Seeing the train conductor grinning grimly, the sharp lancet flashing in his hand stretched to his mouth when he was about to pry open his teeth. Suddenly, there was a loud noise, like a thunder from the sky, and the entire platform trembled violently.

The conductor shivered, and a knife in his hand made a cut on Wick's lips. He roared a little angrily: "What's the matter? Stupid, don't froze, see if the bomb they brought exploded?"

The man in black shook his head: "The bombs they brought have not had time to activate. Besides, I feel that this loud noise comes from above our heads..."

Before the words came to an end, there was another loud bang, and the upward staircase blasted down a plume of smoke and dust.

After a while, a few figures walked out of the smoke and dust.

"Ahem... Old ghost, good job, it's just a little bit more dusty."

"I can't help it, my spell is similar to directional blasting. It is forcibly breaking through the barrier, and it will definitely arouse a lot of smoke."

"It's okay, I mean, if you can get through, you're already doing very well."

"It all depends on your good leadership and the great cooperation of my colleagues. The rest is my own little effort."

"Haha... the old guy is getting more and more talking, and the year-end bonus has doubled. When the Spring Festival is over, I will seal Victoria a big red envelope."

Xie Lun laughed and walked down the stairs to see the status of the platform, and smiled slightly: "There are still a lot of people, it's very lively... Tsk tsk, why are these three people here? There are women hanging on them, you are here. Do you play any weird game?"

"It's really troublesome, why are so many strange people here again? I didn't open the entrance! It doesn't matter, it's all those little guys' dinner anyway...Go!"

The conductor gave a low cry, and the monsters hidden in the shadows roared out immediately, swarming at Xie Lun and others.

"Ouch~lightnovelpub.net~So many huskies?"

Xie Lun shook his head in disdain.

Tina dashed forward, grabbing a monster in her arms and rubbing it hard.

"They are not the kind of huskies, but the most common ghouls in hell. I just didn't expect this thing to be ugly to death in hell, but it will become so cute when it comes to the world..."

The poor monster caught by Tina groaned. Before he could resist, he was pressed to the ground and rubbed his belly frantically.

As for the other monsters, seeing Tina appeared, she didn't dare to step forward, but surrounded Xie Lun and others, barking teeth and roaring.

"roll!"

Xie Lun's eyes flushed slightly and he gave a cold snort. All the monsters closed their mouths at the same time, turned around in unison, and fled back into the shadows at a faster speed.

As for the monster held by Tina, seeing Xie Lun walk in step by step, his whole body was trembling. In the end, he rolled his eyes and spread his limbs to the left and right, opening his white belly.

Come on, just touch it!