Chapter 760: Cutting the Train

Tracks and roads,

The train and the red sports car were speeding side by side in the uninhabited wilderness!!

The dim night seemed to be pierced by these two lights. The roar of the train and the car resounded through the sky. In the passenger seat of the red sports car, Yang Xiao slowly stretched out his hand, and across a distance of tens of meters, he bent his fingers toward the train in the air...

He seemed to have grasped something, and in his eyes, a wisp of aurora surged silently!

Clang—!!

A loud noise came from under the train, and everyone in the carriage felt their feet shake,

Immediately after, blinding sparks began to burst out from between the tracks and the train, screws fell off the surface of the train, fault warnings popped up frantically from the cab, and the train, which was originally speeding, began to slow down uncontrollably!

As the train slowed down, the sports car overtook it bit by bit. Chen Ling unbuckled his seat belt, rolled down the car window, and the whistling wind poured into the cab!

"I'll leave the car to you." Chen Ling said.

"Are you going alone? Do you need my help?"

"No need, just one fourth-tier and two third-tiers..." Chen Ling paused for a moment. He looked down at his palm, "And... I also want to take this opportunity to try some things."

"Okay, be careful."

As soon as Yang Xiao finished speaking, Chen Ling swept out of the car window.

The brown coat stepped on the air in the wind, swept across the tens of meters of wilderness in the blink of an eye, and landed steadily in the middle of the tracks...

Director Chen?!

Seeing that person, Lu Xun's eyes were full of astonishment.

"Is that the 'Black Hand' who jumped off the building? Did he actually find his way here?" The woman in the hoodie saw the brown coat, and the scene just now immediately flashed in her mind, and she said in a deep voice.

"Is it him?!!" The photographer's face turned ugly instantly.

At the same time, the train with sparks flying was roaring toward them. The blinding headlights were like a brilliant sun, rapidly enlarging in Chen Ling's pupils!

The hem of the brown coat fluttered in the light, and wisps of electric light began to wander along the tracks under Chen Ling's feet!

Crackle—

Chen Ling's palm gently pressed on the tracks.

"[Reshape]." He said lightly.

The next moment, a sharp boning knife was pulled out of the tracks by him. The lingering electric arc illuminated his face. In an instant, the whistling train head crashed toward Chen Ling's face like a cannonball!

A cold glint flashed in Chen Ling's eyes. Amidst the flying sparks, the boning knife in his hand slashed out suddenly!!

Boom—!!!

An earth-shattering explosion sounded,

The electric arc covered the surface of the train head and was split by the cold light of the boning knife. Everyone in the carriage felt a shake like an earthquake, and almost all the armed men were caught off guard and fell to the ground, only the three "Black Hands" still stood firm with gloomy faces.

Their eyes were fixed on the direction of the train head.

Thick smoke rose, but the train didn't stop. A gust of wind poured into the carriage from the train head, and a figure in a coat holding a knife walked out of the flying dust unhurriedly...

Behind him, the train head and even the entire cab had been cut with a hideous crack. The electric sparks of the console kept bursting out, and the flickering light and shadow reflected the person's outline like a devil.

"Big talk." Chen Ling scanned everyone in the carriage and said lightly,

"I want to see... what skills do you have?"

The sudden enemy attack made the many armed men responsible for guarding Lu Xun a bit panicked, but they were well-trained after all. They climbed up from the ground at the first time, pulled out their guns, and aimed at the coat in the smoke at the same time.

Before they could even pull the triggers, a breeze swept across the half-carriage. The cold glint of the boning knife traced a trajectory in the air like a slithering snake. The next moment, a spray of blood erupted from all the armed men; their arms, along with their guns, rolled smoothly onto the floor.

[Dance of Slaughter]!

The figure in the brown coat walked past them with composure. After a brief moment of shock, screams began to echo through the carriage, one after another!

Chen Ling bent down and pulled up Lu Xun, who had been thrown to the floor by the men earlier.

"Director Chen, how did you find me?" Lu Xun finally regained his senses and couldn't help but ask, "Actually, you didn't need to worry about me. According to our agreement, you just needed to protect the others... They have three 'Black Hands,' and they aren't weak. It’s going to be very troublesome for you to handle this alone."

"Dr. Lu."

Chen Ling held the boning knife and walked slowly past him.

"...Just hide behind me. Don't worry about the rest."

Lu Xun was stunned.

He looked back. Under the flickering lights of the carriage, Chen Ling stood alone facing the three grim-faced "Black Hands." The atmosphere froze instantly.

"So it was you!" the photographer gritted his teeth and said, "I was wondering how that piece-of-junk train could break down so coincidentally... So you were the one pulling the strings behind the scenes??"

"You were the one who insisted on buying the ticket. What was I supposed to do?"

"...Damn it, take him down!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the camera in his hand and pressed the shutter at Chen Ling!

Click—!

Chen Ling felt a strange sense of detachment, as if he had been severed from the world.

He looked around and discovered that the train had stopped moving, as if it had been forcibly frozen in time. Aside from the carriage, which still retained its color, the wilderness and sky in the distance were dull and monochromatic. A massive amount of digital noise filled the surroundings, creating a surreal sense of unreality.

"What kind of Path is this?" Chen Ling found this very novel; in the era after the Great Catastrophe, he had never seen such an ability.

Click—!

With the sound of the second shutter, a figure suddenly descended from the sky!

It was a white man carrying a hiking backpack. He was also surrounded by vibrant colors, as if he were inside a rectangular photograph. He held a telescopic hiking pole high with both hands and swung it toward Chen Ling’s head!

Chen Ling reacted with extreme speed, immediately retreating to dodge.

Boom—!!

The hiking pole smashed into the ground, actually splitting the carriage in two. It continued through the tracks, the road, and the fields... A jagged crack, like a scar on the earth, was deeply branded into the black-and-white world.

Aside from pure strength, it also deals collateral damage to the terrain... Chen Ling’s eyes narrowed slightly at the sight.