My Doomsday Train.

Chapter 90 "You can't hold the center position without being ruthless."

"really."

As soon as he walked out of the train room, Hei Hao couldn't help laughing and turned his head to look at the old pig beside him: "Thank you for the notification, Captain Pig. I will rely on your care in the future."

After a pause, Lao Zhu smiled kindly and naturally.

"Easy to say, easy to say."

"Mr. Mang will probably kill Biaozi, after all, Biaozi concealed the fact that he used to be a train conductor."

"Normally speaking, according to the customs of the wilderness, he should be killed."

"That's stable."

And at this time——

Biaozi had already received the letter, and as soon as he walked to carriage No. 2, he met Laozhu Heihao and others.

"Biaozi."

Hei Hao put his hands in his pockets, looked at Biao Zi who was walking towards him and said with a smile: "Thank you for telling me, Master Mang just needs this position, and he doesn't care who sits in this position. If you can sit in this position, why can't I sit in it too?"

"I have already reported you to Master Mang."

"nervous?"

"People, once they have done something wrong, their face turns pale, just like you are now."

Biaozi, who originally had no idea why Mang Ye called him over, turned pale instantly when he heard Heihao's words, as if struck by a bolt from the blue. He stared at the smile on Heihao's face in disbelief.

At this time, Hei Hao looked extremely unfamiliar.

He didn't expect that Hei Hao would actually report him.

His body was trembling from being unable to stand steadily, his eyes were red and he gritted his teeth as he spoke word by word: "Hei Hao, I treated you well!"

"Not thin?"

Hei Hao's expression instantly turned grim. "When we first followed Master Mang, why did you let me go on the first night watch? There were so many other people who didn't use me, but you used me?"

Biaozi took a deep breath and said something directly without caring that Laozhu was right next to him.

"At that time, no one obeyed me. Only you and Ergou followed me the whole time. You were considered my confidants. If I didn't let you go on night watch, who would I ask to do it? And you even fell asleep on night watch that night, causing the train to be surrounded by zombie wolves."

"I'll take the blame for you after this!"

"Did you fucking forget?!"

"hehe."

Hei Hao sneered and didn't bother to say anything more. He just turned his head and looked at Lao Zhu: "Captain Pig, do you have any cigarettes left? Let me borrow one."

"Have."

There was no unnecessary expression on Lao Zhu's face. He just quietly took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over.

Hei Hao took the cigarette and walked over to Biao Zi. He put the cigarette in Biao Zi's mouth and lit it for him before patting his cheek. "It's okay, brother, I know you like to smoke dying cigarettes. Didn't I take your dying cigarette just now?"

"I'll make it up to you now."

"I can go on my way with peace of mind after I finish smoking."

Biaozi's cheeks were pale and his eyes were red. He spit the lit cigarette in Heihao's face, then looked past Heihao to the old pig beside him. His voice trembled with fear, but he forced himself to be calm and said, "Captain Pig, what's the state of this man? Can you let me know?"

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Lao Zhu shook his head, his face expressionless: "I don't know."

"How good do you think I am?"

"do not know."

"Not even one cent?"

Lao Zhu shook his head again: "I don't know."

As a subordinate, it is not a good habit to speculate on the psychological activities of the superior. He has been a subordinate for too long. He may not be very good at how to do things well, but he is very clear about how to live longer.

After all, to put it bluntly, except for those particularly professional things, most of the time it doesn't matter who does it.

Even if someone else does it, it won't be much different.

After not getting any information out of the old pig's mouth.

Biaozi took a deep breath, forced himself to steady himself, straightened out the wrinkles on his clothes, then turned around and picked up the lit cigarette from Heihao's feet. Ignoring Heihao's sneer, he put it in his mouth.

Standing at the door of the train room, he took two deep puffs and finished smoking his last cigarette.

Then he put out the cigarette in his palm.

With a dead heart, he slowly pushed open the door of the train room in front of him, and what came into view was Mr. Mang, who was watching a movie intently with his feet on the table.

He didn't dare speak.

He simply closed the door of the train room quietly and stood there patiently waiting. The only sound in the room was the narration of the dialogue between the movie characters, which was like white noise, making his body feel uncontrollably weak.

I do not know how long it has been.

When the movie ending song sounded.

Chen Mangcai switched to the next movie with some reluctance, took out two cigarettes from the cigarette box, threw one to Biaozi, lit one for himself, and then said casually.

"Anything you want to say?"

The words fell.

Biaozi's body immediately went limp, unable to control himself any longer. He knelt on the ground, his eyes red and his voice trembling hoarsely, "Master Mang, I've been hiding this from you because I'm worried you'll think I used to be a train conductor and won't be content to be inferior to others."

"but--"

"In fact, it was because I served as a train conductor and failed several times, even nearly dying in the wilderness, that I realized how difficult it is to be a train conductor."

"I've seen the progress of the Star Train these days. I don't know how many times better it is now than it was back then."

"Master Mang, I truly regard the Star as my own home. Whenever it's late at night and everyone is asleep, I can't sleep because I'm proud to be a member of the Star."

"Ever since I followed you, Master Mang, I have a clear conscience and have never done anything to let you down or the Star Train. These past few days, I've been working diligently and haven't dared to slack off at all."

“There’s a saying in our village.”

"When a bitch comes ashore, she is the most loyal."

"It's the same with me, Biaozi. It's precisely because I've witnessed the dangers of the wilderness that I know more clearly how honored it is to have the opportunity to follow you, Master Mang."

"Mr. Mang!"

"If you can give me another chance, you will see how I perform in the future. If I do anything to displease you, you don't have to do anything. Just say the word and I will die."

Say it.

Biaozi buried his head in the ground, his body trembling as he waited for the final judgment. He had always been worried that the bomb would explode, but he never thought that it would really explode one day.

After a long time.

Chen Mangcai, lying on the chair, casually inserted the burnt cigarette into the Coke beside him and spoke softly in a calm tone.

"The man in your hand is called Hei Hao, right?"

"I don't really like it."

"Just take care of it."

Biaozi's body suddenly stiffened, and then he kowtowed three times before he stood up from the ground with red eyes. His face was already covered with tears and he said hoarsely, "Master Mang, wait and see how I perform from now on."

After saying that, he slowly left the train room. Outside the train room.

Hei Hao, who was kneeling on the ground and restrained by two thugs, looked at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him. His eyes were filled with fear and he struggled violently. He looked at Lao Zhu and roared heartbreakingly: "You are wrong, you must be wrong. You want to kill Biaozi, not me!!"

"I've been rewarded for reporting!"

"After you kill me, who will dare to report me in the future?"

"You can't kill me! You can't kill me!"

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Old Pig looked at the struggling Black Mouse and sighed. He had warned Black Mouse a few days ago, but it seemed that Black Mouse did not listen and instead led himself to a dead end.

Heihao believes in the rules a little too much.

According to common sense, Biaozi should have been the one to die.

Heihao still hasn't figured it out. Although there is a set of unspoken rules in the wilderness, the train conductor is still the one who makes the final decision on each train. Whatever the conductor says is the truth. This is not the end of the world, so everything must be done according to rules and regulations.

If you ask for death, no one can be blamed.

"Black Waste."

Biaozi, eyes red, walked up to Heihao with a Tamron assault rifle in hand. He put the muzzle of the rifle against Heihao's head and said word by word, "Or Heiwa. That was your nickname in the village back then. Later, when everyone else came out, you got the nickname Heihao because you were always stealing."

"I've treated you well over the years, but you and I ended up like this, and it's all your own fault."

"Biaozi, oh no, Brother Biao, Brother Biao!"

Seeing that no one was speaking up for him, Hei Hao's eyes flashed with despair and his voice was filled with tears: "Give me a chance, spare my life, okay? I will definitely listen to you from now on. I will never dare to do it again. I really won't dare to do it again."

"Ergou, we all came from the village together, please say something for me!"

"Can't tell."

Er Gou, who was not good at speaking, shook his head and said in a gloomy voice, "You even reported your own people. If this happened in the village, your family's reputation would be so bad that people would talk about you behind your back every day."

Biaozi squatted down, took out a cigarette from his arms, put it into his mouth, lit it and took a deep breath, then stuffed the cigarette butt into Heihao's mouth, patted his cheek and whispered.

"This is called death smoke."

"It's in accordance with procedure to smoke a dying cigarette before going on the road."

"You and I are brothers, so I will personally send you off."

next moment--

Without waiting for Heihao to say anything else.

"Tu tu tu tu."

The sharp sound of gunfire suddenly rang out, not obvious amid the clanging sounds of mining. They were on the other side of the train, and the slaves didn't even know what was happening here.

"Tsk."

The old pig standing nearby looked at the black mouse lying in a pool of blood and said in amazement, "A few days ago, when he killed his mother's idol, his hands were shaking. Now, when he kills his former brother, how come his hands are so steady?"

"Pig Captain."

Biaozi forced a bitter smile and said, "Don't make fun of me. I was just talking nonsense that day. I was simply scared. I was worried that if I went crazy, I would end up like that."

"OK OK."

Lao Zhu couldn't help but smile and patted Biaozi on the back: "Go and adjust your mood. I know you're in a bad mood now. After all, we were brothers once. But this time, it can be considered a blessing in disguise."

"I'll find a place to bury him."

"it is good."

In carriage No. 5 of the train, Ji Chuchu sat by the window and witnessed the scene clearly, but there was not much expression on her face. She just hummed softly and combed her hair. She had seen too many things like this since the end of the world.

I'm almost used to it.

"Sister Chuchu."

A girl next to him came up with a gossipy look on her face and whispered, "Did Mr. Mang touch you when he let you in alone that day?"

The little girls nearby also pricked up their ears immediately.

Although Ji Chuchu is treated as a first-level slave, she can live in the thugs' compartment. The girls next to her are all small stars, but they are not as famous as her. Although they cannot live in the thugs' compartment, they can still come to visit occasionally.

"Yes."

Ji Chuchu stuck out her tongue and said with a smile, "Master Mang is quite satisfied."

"what?"

The gossipy girl was slightly taken aback, and asked in confusion, "Since we've already met you, why don't we take you in? Then you'll be the second-in-command of this train, and we can enjoy some of the benefits with you. This train is much better than our original one."

"Mr. Mang asked me how many people had sex with me, and I told him the truth. He must have thought I had been fucked too many times."

Ji Chuchu was not shy about this and used very straightforward words.

"you're so dumb."

The little girl said with some regret: "If you said you were a virgin, maybe Mr. Mang would take you in."

"Where?"

Ji Chuchu picked up the mirror beside her and looked at her face in the mirror. After admiring it for a while, she tilted her head and smiled, "Even if my face was pure and innocent before the apocalypse, after spending a year there, what do you think the probability is that I am a virgin?"

"I dare say that only you can believe it."

"and"

"Even if I was really taken in from the beginning, the first thing I would do is to stay away from you and cut off all ties with you. It is a taboo for the harem to interfere in government affairs. By then, I will definitely stay in the train room every day and concentrate on serving Master Mang. There is no time for you."

"Sister Chuchu." Several little girls nearby pretended to be sad and wiped their tears: "You are so cruel."

"If you don't act ruthlessly, you won't be able to hold the center position."

Ji Chuchu looked out the window at the men throwing the corpses into the underground river, narrowed her eyes and smiled without saying a word. She had indeed imagined this scene at first, but later when she saw that Mang Ye had no such idea, she decided to change her mind.

No matter how cruel the men are.

Also needs a little gentle comfort.

She only needs to provide this little comfort, and she can live a good life on the train. This is the capital that her appearance brings her. In fact, she has never understood why some beautiful women would be very resistant to relying on their looks to make a living.

A beautiful woman doesn't need shame to eat.

It’s just like the rich second generation who insist on starting from scratch.

Excessively trying to prove yourself to others will only waste the capital you should have.

Inside the train.

Chen Mang didn't pay much attention to this little episode. He just watched the whole movie again and then leaned back in his chair with satisfaction. This time no one disturbed him while watching the movie.

In the end of the world, it is not easy to have such a period of relaxation.

Satisfy.

at this time--

The "train radio" suddenly beeped, and someone sent him a private message. After receiving the "oxygen machine", he removed the demand for the oxygen machine from the message and kept it pinned at the top for a long time.

It can last about ten minutes at a time.

He asked the "Train Assistance AI" to help him pin new posts at a fixed time and place. Finally, after watching two movies, someone chatted with him privately again.

(End of this chapter)