Southern tide

The train station is like a trap.Or rather, it was a trap.

As soon as Zhou Mingxiu stood still in front of the counter, he caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye. On the waiting seat not far away, a newspaper reader showed a pair of hawk-like eyes.Mu Yang's intelligence was accurate, someone came to arrest him.

He calmly lit a cigarette as if he hadn't seen it.The manager came up and asked him what luggage he was storing.He said no, ask about a person, a woman, have you met before you?

The other party said that he had seen it, but where he went, he didn't know.I just remember that woman always had a fishy smell on her body.And so the thread was cut off.

Zhou Mingshea's heart sank slightly, but for some reason he became happy again.Fishy is the smell of life, she has a life in this city, maybe not so lonely.Or maybe, the reason why he had that short-lived happiness was because he didn't have to see her too early.He didn't know how to face her.

He nodded, asked for a newspaper, and turned around with his bag.As soon as he turned around, people around him stood up clattering.They didn't even bother to cover up, they stared straight at Zhou Mingshea.Zhou Mingshea raised his head, looked around them, and carefully remembered their faces...

Then put down the bag and newspaper with a "snap", turned around and ran away.

The newspaper was ignited by the smoke, and instantly burst into flames.There were screams in the waiting room.This brief confusion allowed Zhou Mingsheath to escape.

So the cat and mouse staged vividly in the train station.

He ran so fast and rushed so fast.He didn't know anything else in his life, and he did most things like running on the grassland and cheering in the snow-capped mountains.He is free, his flesh, his limbs, every inch of his body is free.So he is good at running like an animal.

He quickly stunned those people, but unfortunately, after they saw their prey take the bait, they had already blocked every doorway.

He had no way out, turned over the ticket gate, listened to the yelling of the ticket inspector behind him, and quickly went down the stairs all the way.A green leather train just started "whooping".

He glanced at the skin of the train, which said to Dalian.It's the slow train going north, he's heard of it before.

The train went faster and faster, and the smoke got thicker and thicker.He was running, and was about to pounce on the tail of the train, grabbed the railings, and followed the figure of the train to leave the huge net...

But was caught.

Someone threw him down, and they hugged and rolled on the ground three times.

Zhou Mingshea raised his leg and was about to kick, but the man called out to him out of breath.The breath was clear, and it was slapping on the tip of Zhou Mingshea's nose. With such a violent and fierce sound, Zhou Mingsheath's body suddenly became hot.

"It's me," Mu Yang said, "You idiot..." he said.

"You can't jump... are you going to fall to your death?"

He got up from Zhou Mingsheath and pulled him up again.They can't talk because there are people behind them.They climbed over the train track neatly, came to platform No. [-], and looked back at the pursuers across a cold track.Those chasing soldiers were not afraid of trouble, they jumped down immediately and ran towards them with certainty.

The two could only turn around and continue running.

They had no choice but to go in the direction of the waiting hall.

When climbing the stairs, Zhou Mingshe finally seized the opportunity and grabbed Mu Yang's wrist: "What are you doing here!"

Mu Yang took the time to turn around and said "oh" lightly: "I can't sleep."

Zhou Mingshea asked, "Why can't you sleep?"

Mu Yang took a deep look at him, but answered, "Is now the time to discuss this?"

"You're in big trouble."

"It's you who caused a lot of trouble." Mu Yang insisted on words.

"Why did you come to me?"

Mu Yang led him over the railing and returned to the waiting hall: "I regret it a little now."

In the waiting hall, a train was catching up with the ticket check, and the crowd roared up. These cosmopolitans carrying big and small bags scattered the boy and the pursuers.This bought them a brief respite.Mu Yang touched Zhou Mingshea's hand in the crowd, and he suddenly found that the opponent's palm was half a circle bigger than his own.

At this moment, there was a layer of sweat in the palm, warm and wet, Mu Yang clenched it tightly and could not let go.

He grabbed Zhou Ming's sheathed hand and fled with him between heaven and earth.

They flicked off their pursuers briefly, only to be blocked as they passed through the cold and narrow stairwell.

Mu Yang paused and was about to turn around, but there were people behind him.Before he could react, Zhou Ming rushed out like lightning, and hugged the man like a bear.Then hit the ground with a loud bang.I don't know who groaned.As soon as one was solved, Mu Yang didn't even have time to react, and a second and a third emerged from the stairs.Zhou Ming's scabbard was like a sharp unsheathed sword, walking among the people like a white light. After a few strokes, these pursuers fell to the ground and were kicked by Zhou Ming's scabbard.He heard Zhou Ming scold angrily: "Let the surname Zhou stay out of my business."

When he turned his head and stretched out his hand to Mu Yang, his eyes were warm enough: "Follow me closely."

Mu Yang's heart skipped a beat.

He obediently ran behind Zhou Mingshea, and whistled in the mood: "You hit me, so it turns out that my subordinates were merciful."

Zhou Mingshea never paid attention to his words.

The exits on the first floor were all blocked, and they couldn't go through the gate.Zhou Mingshea thought about the countermeasures in cold sweat, and finally Mu Yang took him to a bathroom.He blocked the door with a mop, and pulled Zhou Ming's sheath into the innermost compartment of the public toilet, where there was a window and two iron railings were broken.

Just break one more, and they can escape from here.

This is the path that Mu Yang knows.

Zhou Mingxie asked, "Can you find this place too?"

Mu Yang leaned closer to his ear: "Guess how I know?" He smiled, "They often meet girls who are new to Hong Kong City at the train station, and if they like it, they will..."

Zhou Mingshea immediately interrupted him: "Don't mention it."

Mu Yang asked in a low voice, "Why?"

Zhou Mingshea glanced at him.

He doesn't like Mu Yang talking about others, he should only talk about the three words Zhou Mingshea.

"Oh, you don't like women... Then I'm talking about men?" Mu Yang looked at him and smiled.

Zhou Mingsheath looked closely at him.

Mu Yang did not retreat.

They all know each other well that the secret teenage craze has quietly crossed the boundary like a snake, sticking out its tongue and baring its fangs towards its prey.But neither of them opened their mouths. They lured each other, waiting for the other to surrender first and take the bait first.

At the moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, Zhou Mingshea spoke first: "Do you think I'm being merciful?"

The threat came at a perfect time.

Mu Yang shut up immediately, shrugged his shoulders, took out a knife from his pocket, and concentrated on dealing with the iron railing.In the end, Zhou Ming looked at the sheath impatiently, and when the roots were broken, he stretched out his hand to break them off.

Zhou Ming sheathed his probe and took a look: "It's too high."

Mu Yang also stuck out his head, only to realize that the escalator under the wall had been removed.At this moment, the place is three to four meters high, and there are abandoned iron doors and packing boxes under the feet, which is not very safe.

Mu Yang said: "It's okay, I'll climb down first, you wait..."

However, before he finished speaking, Zhou Mingshea frowned slightly, grabbed the edge of the wall with his hand, flipped it over lightly, and curled up at the entrance of the cave like a cat.He looked down at Zhou Ming's sheath, with a hint of mockery in his expression: "Still waiting for you to climb?"

He leaped like a bird.However, it landed steadily, only paused for a moment, seemed to let out a muffled groan, but stopped immediately.So Mu Yang thought it was an illusion.Seeing Zhou Mingshea turning his head back, in the night, facing the water-like moonlight, like a ranger in a bard song, calmly opened his hands to him.

"Come on, jump into my arms." He said, "I am here."