Momentarily.
Three people were held in a small compartment.
The stern man asked them, "Do you know that old man?"
"We don't know him, we don't know him!" Jiang Ziqiu hurriedly shook his head.
"But he advised you to leave first, why is that!" the stern man asked again.
"How would I know! Maybe he's just kind-hearted, afraid to involve innocent people like us? We really don't know him!" Jiang Ziqiu was extremely frustrated.
The stern man hesitated for a moment and then ordered his subordinate, "Give them a taste of their own medicine, if they can endure it, it means they are not guilty, throw them out of the train."
"Okay!"
One of them, who looked somewhat psychopathic, came over with several small knives, excitedly sneered at Jiang Ziqiu, "Hehehe, it's been a long time since someone let me play, now I finally have the chance. You better hold on, don't die too quickly."
While saying this.
