The United States is a very magical country.

It is known as the most developed country in the world, the light of the world. However... the light of the world does not have high-speed rail.

It is real and there is no real price, and the reason is also very sad. During World War II, the technology trees they ordered were dense lines, networked, and simplified dispatch. In addition to the main lines, a large number of dense branch lines were also built. It can be said that every village is connected to railways and every village is connected to railways. It is so simple and crude.

These railways have occupied the best sections of the road. However, what is even more terrifying is that shortly after World War II, railway freight could no longer meet the US freight needs and was gradually abandoned!

Because, to lay every village and connect railways, the "Light of the World" cannot be achieved. Therefore, it is true that every village is connected, but the quality of those railways is very low. Freight will probably be scrapped if it runs dozens of times. The final result is that connecting railways in every village is a very beautiful slogan, but Americans can only continue to shout this slogan with their handkerchiefs and tears.

Then the high-speed rail era ushered in.

Well, these railways need to be upgraded to high-speed railways, and the funds are simply incredible! No president dares to raise this question, thanks to the blessing of countless railway networks in the past. Now if you want to do high-speed railways, you have to choose a new location, and... which section will you do first?

No one will agree to any part!

Because... this is a multi-party country.

It is destined to be impossible to "let some people get rich first" like China. If you say that you build China/Washington and New York first, the people on the West Bank will stop doing it. Okay, even if the president is very strong, he will suppress it and start repairing. Then...

How many Green Yingzhous do you go from the west coast to the east coast?

Do you think you can continue to practice?

If you don’t practice it first, then don’t practice it! The light of the world is just this thinking. So, now Qin Ye is also sitting on the train boredly. The even more boring smoke mirror is sitting opposite him.

"Why do you have to choose a train?" Smoky Mirror sighed: "The American railway system is the worst railway system in the world. What you are going to is Mexico. Isn't it better to take a plane?"

Qin Ye did not answer. He just looked at the scenery outside the window leisurely.

It has to be said that the New World is a unique piece of land with a mild climate, spanning multiple dimensions, rich resources and natural materials. Along the way, it is still very pleasant if you don’t care about the speed of the American damn train.

Of course the plane is good.

But... he could not sense the yin energy of the Death Star. He urgently needed the flying information of the New World. If he was not clueless, he would even be willing to search the whole country in the New World!

However, we cannot interfere.

He is not very hopeful that the traces of the Death Star can be discovered in the New World Underworld. The other party can hide under your hands for nearly a hundred years, but has not discovered it before. What are you talking about now?

"Do you think..." He took a sip of the instant drink and said slowly: "Will Death Star hide there?"

Yan Wujing frowned slightly. He was very reluctant to answer this question. He even didn't want to see Qin Ye.

He was originally the master of the New World, and he had dominated the God of Death for at least a century. It was a shame to meet the world's most powerful underworld master when he was the weakest.

However, he had no room for rejection.

He was about to subconsciously refuse to answer, but suddenly his eyes flashed: "Do you think he will hide in the world?"

Qin Ye raised his cup, smiled slightly, and drank it all in one go.

The smoke mirror did not open his mouth, and his eyes flashed. But the more he thought, the more he felt... this answer was very likely!

Queen Mother made a promise to Qin Ye for one month.

They must fulfill their promises to the four permanent members. And the New World faces the Underworld

Queen Seolotl, Apche, etc., are searching with all the strength of the god of death, and the sea of ​​consciousness covers every corner. At most ten days, the Death Star will definitely be found.

"So... the place where he is hiding is more likely to be the Netherworld and the Human World?" Yan Wujing raised his eyebrows: "Then if you take a bus by yourself, you think you might meet him?"

Qin Ye smiled and did not speak.

Of course it is possible!

Because... the other party gave the box to himself!

What does the other party look for in himself? Or...what do you want to provoke from him?

He is willing to try his luck.

Boom-! At this moment, there was a huge buzzing sound, and it was pitch black from all directions.

The train entered the tunnel.

The sound of old trains is not small, and as the closed windows are put into use, a very charming melody is formed. In addition, the tunnel lights every few dozen meters make the place a mysterious tranquility.

The sudden darkness brought a moment of discomfort. Qin Ye narrowed his eyes gently, but just as he adapted to the darkness, he suddenly discovered...

The smoke mirror is gone!

Brush! He suddenly stood up and looked around solemnly. Only then did he realize that it was not just a smoke mirror, but the entire train... had completely changed!

Most of the American trains are literary and artistic young people, and more of them are old people. Between the Americans, the sound on the train is quite loud, but now... there is no sound at all!

At some point, a light lit up above Qin Ye’s head.

The dim light cannot shine within two meters. Moreover, this light is not the rectangular light of ordinary trains at all. It is... a round one.

A circular lamp covered with an iron cover. This type of lamp will only appear in a few places.

Mine, prison, and... interrogation room.

"I'm so lucky..." Qin Ye said lightly: "You really dare to come to me?"

"Aren't you afraid of death? Little devil."

Slap! Just as the words were finished, the lights on the top of his head suddenly flashed. Qin Ye turned his head and looked at the lanes on both sides had turned into yellow walls with countless curses written in blood. And... there was also glass covered with blood handprints, which replaced the window's location.

In the long and boundless tunnel, the train suddenly turned into a room of the same size, and the eyes were filled with blood marks. If it were an ordinary person, I would have been crazy now!

Qin Ye looked at the glass, and there was a completely different picture.

The tunnel was dark, but the glass was filled with bright blue sky. Men and women in straight suits were sitting behind a brown rectangular wooden table, looking forward expressionlessly.

As if I felt Qin Ye’s gaze, just as Qin Ye turned his head, in the picture... all the men and women turned their heads together!

Their faces were pale, covered with blue-purple corpse spots, and there were no eyes in their eyes, but sewed them with thread. Everyone looked at Qin Ye straight.

The dark tunnel was facing countless evil spirits in the mirror. The terrifying feeling that made people tremble was like a big hand reaching into the chest and suddenly pinching the heart.

Pazi - The next second, a light in front finally lit up, reflecting the next hell-like wall and narrow passage.

Slap, Slap! As the lamps light up, the lamps were completely lit up, and there were seven or eight in total. Just after the last lamp lighted up, an iron gate appeared.

The iron gate of the prison.

At this moment, a cold wind suddenly rolled up in the entire passage. One hand, a cold hand, and a pale hand quietly pressed on Qin Ye's ears. Then... something slowly pressed on his back.

"You are guilty." A voice sounded hoarsely behind his back, unable to tell the difference between men and women. The voice was empty, as if it was a ghost crying floating beside the cemetery at night.

The cold hand touched Qin Ye's ears and touched his neck, and went down, and then another voice sounded: "You are guilty."

Bang!!

As soon as he finished speaking, the iron door seemed to be hit by something suddenly, making a shocking sound. The entire passage shook for a while.

However, the sound did not stop.

"You are guilty." "You are guilty." "You are guilty!!"

More than a dozen voices rang behind him one by one. There was clearly no one in the passage just now, God knew when, but there seemed to be a whole jury standing behind Qin Ye!

Dead jury.

Bang bang bang bang!! With the verdict of guilt, the iron gate was shaking wildly, as if... it was like a giant with infinite power behind, refusing to accept the result of the trial.

Brush... a blood-red eye suddenly lit up in the darkness. The lights in all channels flickered violently, and they were all lit, except the one closest to the iron gate.

It seems that I dare not open it, for fear of illuminating the darkest horror of people's hearts.

"Get out." Qin Ye slowly raised his hand, and the chains burst into flames behind him, but he smelled a miserable roar. The thing behind him disappeared completely.

The passage became quiet. However, it was not absolutely quiet. A heavy breathing that made people's scalp numb and resounded through their ears, as if... in the darkness, countless people were standing around them, looking at themselves coldly!

Hu... Hu... The breathing is getting more and more violent, but it is very dull. If you have to use metaphors, it is the sound of a person being forced to cover his mouth and nose. What awaits him is endless darkness and suffocation.

Slap... A few seconds later, the light on the prison gate finally lit up.

The shaking lights, the swaying passages, the dark fences, the dark figures behind the fences. Everything makes people feel so unknown.

That, it's a boy.

Black boy.

His seven orifices were bleeding, and his whole body showed an abnormal charred blackness. He was tied to a chair, wearing a silver semicircular helmet, his nose and mouth were covered with transparent glass. His breathing was heavy. He could clearly see more than a dozen ropes throughout his body.

electric chair.

The dark tunnel turned into a dim torture room, and the door of the aisle turned into a cruel electric chair. On the electric chair, a black boy who had been charred all over his body was smiling ferociously, as if he was cruel to the world, with his blood-red eyes open and staring at Qin Ye.

He is not old, at most thirteen or fourteen years old. However, the moment he appeared, the whole space was twisted!

The strong yin energy and the strong murderous intent are even far above Liu Changmin Quan Jinghao!

At this moment, countless screams of horror suddenly rang out in the entire passage. One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one

"I'm sorry..." "I'm sorry, I regretted..." "I'm sorry... I'm really sorry!" "I don't want to be like this... I'm sorry..."

Qin Ye looked at the other party with a smile, and then spoke three seconds later: "George Stingny."

"The cause of the 'death penalty' that can abolish the death penalty in the thirty-six states in the United States... your name will always be recorded in history. Therefore, I don't want you to be destroyed."

He gently brushed his robe and said in a deep voice: "Who are you serving?"

"When you were about to evolve to the Death Star, who had such a heavenly way to rescue you from Yincha, the New World?"

"Come on, tell me."
Chapter completed!