The Anarchic Consort

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At that moment, any passenger on the train would have heard the roaring crash coming from the roof. Everyone was leaning against the window to peer at the outside.

Besides, the train that they were in was a rare traditional, green train in the mainland. This was one of the few remaining ones in Yun City.

Unlike other local fast trains, the windows of the green train could be opened.

The younger passengers with irrepressible curiosity opened the windows in a flurry and stuck their heads out.

However, they were instantly dumbfounded.

“What…what is that?”

“Plane…is that a plane?”

“A plane landed on a train?! You must have made a mistake!”

“I’m not myopic. If you don’t believe it, just see for yourself!”

The commotion in the carriage had escalated, and even the girls were now clinging to the windows as they glanced out.

The air current coming from the aircraft’s propellers was so powerful that it could not be ignored.

Every passenger on the train went berserk and started taking snapshots, while posting on Weibo on their mobiles.

The Weibo content usually said something like, “Have you ever seen such a wealthy person who boards a train in his private plane?”

“There seems to be someone visually tall next to the jet. He must be super dashing!”

“Didn’t anyone realize that the moon seems particularly round today? And even if a private plane appears, why is the pilot someone else but not me?”

“Domineering chairman! He must be a domineering chairman!”

“Try counting the number of people in this country who own a private plane, and if the owner is good-looking, I’ll jump off the train immediately!”

The netizens’ Weibo content had ignited the entire network with absolute enthusiasm. It had certainly attracted local attention without anyone notifying them.

All of a sudden, every media was reporting about the matter. This would be the headline for the following day even though it was already late at night.

However, it was because it was late at night.

The local authorities were able to take quick measures to block the wordings ‘A Private Plane Landed On The Roof Of A Train’ from being uploaded before the news could reach out to more people.

They had also issued an official statement, explaining that the private jet’s emergency landing was due to an empty fuel tank in mid-air. An attached diagram was provided to prevent the spread of erroneous misinformation.

All posts on Weibo that were uploaded by the passengers on board were also blocked for multiple reasons.

Once the media was under control, the network management team made an immediate call to a superior in Yun City.

At this moment, everyone gasped when Baili Jia Jue’s stunningly exquisite face appeared on the roof of the train.

As he walked, black feathers fell one after another to his feet, synchronized to the motions of his footsteps.

Sixth Brother sensed that something was amiss. He reached out and conveniently pulled his subordinate toward him like a human shield, while he took a step backward.

The steward who came with Sixth Brother was the man who took away Baili Shang Xie and the boys. He was unaware of the recent commotion in the restaurant carriage a while ago. As he assumed that someone was there to find trouble, he roared, “You landed your jet here. Don’t you know who owns this train?”

Baili Jia Jue remained silent, as he suddenly pulled out his hand from his black pocket.

A dark figure behind him had already positioned a gun at his disposal, as if he had foreseen what this man would need.

There was no pause in between.

“Bang!” The sound of a gunshot echoed through the air.

The steward pressed his hand against his chest, as blood spurted everywhere.

Everyone on the roof froze on the spot as they were stupefied. They came to their senses when the steward collapsed. This guy is not only rich, but he’s also a formidable opponent!

Wait, correction.

He was extremely formidable!

Sixth Brother’s men did carry firearms but in the mainland, even the most devilish fanatics would be afraid of firing a shot.

Unlike Baili Jia Jue, human beings were nothing to him but unpalatable food. He could shoot whenever he wished.

He gracefully fiddled the gun in his hand and pointed the muzzle at a slightly built man.

Then, everyone realized that he would shoot those who blocked the carriage entrance.

In other words, he would kill whoever was in his way.

Unlike their assumption, he did not beg for mercy, nor show any form of forceful resistance.

Simply because he could grasp every bullet that was fired at him perfectly.

Then, they opened fire.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Countless shots thundered through the air.

The more bullets they fired, the more shooters would drop dead by their sides.

The trafficker who abducted Baili Shang Xie and the boys had collapsed to the ground. Blood kept foaming at their mouths as they slipped into unconsciousness.

He heard someone say, “Master, little master’s location is confirmed. He’s in carriage number 10.”

All of a sudden, the man broke into a presumptuous smile that revealed a chilly demonic aura, causing one to shudder, “You guys stay here and wrap up. Feed in any way you want.”

At that moment, the people on the roof started to notice the rising black fog behind the man. Beneath the darkness was a pair of blood-red eyes that seemed ready to devour everything.

The trafficker wanted to scream as he watched the gigantic monster approached him, only to realize that there was no voice from his throat, but a continuous gush of blood.

The excruciating pain of being chewed into pieces made him start to regret kidnapping the wrong target, particularly those two boys.

He turned around to look at the carriage entrance, only to realize that his boss was nowhere to be seen.

Fear swept in like a tidal wave surging through all his cells. His backbreaking effort in crawling back did not help him escape his fate of being devoured.

The night surged with a bloody smell, just as Helian Wei Wei anticipated. Sixth Brother had only risked his head to take a peep before he retracted into the carriage. He had an extremely awful look on his face, as if there were intensely dangerous and threatening things on the roof, causing his hands to violently tremble.

Without a second thought, he grabbed the corner of Ninth Ghost Mother’s outfit and yelled, “Master, there is a monster outside… no, not one, but a swarm… a horde of monsters!”

“Calm down,” said Ninth Ghost Mother as she realized that something was not right. However, no matter how powerful the demon was, it should not be stronger than her.

Upon hearing the voice of Ninth Ghost Mother, Sixth Brother began to ponder on the number of wealthy merchants left among the witnessing crowd. He remained silent, but his eyes were more alert than ever. As he flung his gun and fixed his motionless gaze on the carriage’s entrance, he was ready to pull the trigger the moment someone appeared.

“He must be terrified of my father.” Baili Shang Xie mocked in a peculiar tone, “My father is indeed not that pleasant looking.”

Helian Wei Wei thought to herself. A scumbag without good looks? He’s hopeless.

“Speak of the devil!” Baili Shang Xie looked at the pair of blood-colored pupils that narrowed abruptly by the carriage’s entrance.

Amidst the sound of the demons chanting, a tall figure that mirrored the chilly night and thin air strolled in, taking one step at a time toward them…