Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Those cloaked people all gathered at the exit of the VIP area, densely packed, black and dense, with hollow heads looking at this side.

As soon as they get off the train, they will be torn to pieces.

"What's that?" The naive Leng Jiaren stuck to the window and greeted those people, "Hi."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"These are our subjects, are they here to pick us up?"

Leng Jiaren, who has the status of a princess in the underground kingdom, doesn't know that they are about to encounter a crisis.

Leng Lintian opened his bag and took out a pistol.

"Leng Lintian, we can't get out, there are so many people, do you want to kill them all?" Jing Jiaren shook her head, "They are all a bunch of poor and innocent people, I don't want to see a bloody case."

"So you want them to surround us and tear us apart?"

The grievances accumulated for more than 20 years, these migrant workers have had enough of this dark life, how can they let them go.

"Don't worry, this is an anesthesia pistol." Leng Lintian fired a shot to the side, and a silver needle shot out and stuck into the chair.

Only then did Jing Jiaren heave a sigh of relief.

Leng Lintian took out two more electric batons from his bag, handed one to Jing Jiaren and the other to Leng Jiaren.

"Know how to use it?"

Jing Jiaren nodded, she used the anti-wolf electric baton a lot.

Leng Lintian gave the servant a pistol and taught Leng Jiaren how to use it.

Leng Jiaren frowned, a little puzzled: "Are they all bad people?"

"Leng Lintian, I don't think it's a good idea to force our way in. We have no chance of winning. Why don't we get off from the ordinary area." Jing Jiaren was afraid and pitiful when she thought of those skinny and lonely people.

There was a smile on Leng Lintian's face in the dark, Jing Jiaren couldn't see it, but he could hear his voice smiling——

"Sometimes I really wonder if you're getting into my head."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"Come on, let's go this way."

Leng Lintian also planned this way.

Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief, not daring to delay any longer, and followed Leng Lintian's footsteps to walk back.

Leng Jiaren is more like an ignorant child, so Leng Lintian has to take care of her more, holding her by his right hand, for fear that she will fall behind.

Jing Jiaren came next, and the servant came last.

There are conductors standing guard outside the train, and the platform also has its continuation. These cloaked people are not qualified to go to the VIP compartment, so they wait patiently on the platform.

However, if the time is too long, it is estimated that they will lose their patience and rush onto the train in large numbers to surround them.

Because when Jing Jiaren was leaving, she heard a whistle outside...

The conductor seemed to be blocking those cloaked people who wanted to get on the train, and the scene was a little messy.

Jing Jiaren quickened her pace, gripping the electric prod tightly.

Leng Lintian walked to the carved door. He prepared two guns, one for anesthesia and one for bullets.

The muzzle of the suppressed gun fired several shots at the buckle, and sparks flashed...

Soon the lock was opened.

The cloaked people in the common area next door had already got out of the car, Jing Jiaren said softly, "Let's go through a few more carriages, this way is too close."

They passed several carriages along the way, hunched as much as possible so that the cloaked men outside would not see them through the window panes.

At the exit of the fourth carriage, the whistle sounded more sharply, and there was already chaos outside the platform.

Jing Jiaren and the others took advantage of the confusion to get out of the car, but the intersection of the VIP area had been blocked by the cloaked man, and they had to cross them if they wanted to go there.