After comforting Hao Wenming for a few more words, Sun Desheng hung up the phone. Then he smiled and said to Sima Xiaoliang: "It's not me, did you hear it? Huang Hai has already escaped. Next, he will find a way to keep you safe and safe to reach the capital. My buddy is a little confused. Why do you have to drag my polling bureau in? At most, it's the old ones. The old ones are not your opponent, and the younger ones are even more impossible..."

Speaking of this, Sun Desheng blinked his eyes and continued, "There are one or two of them who can spare your head? Or do you have other plans for old classmate? If you don't say clearly, it will be difficult for me to do it..."

Sima Xiaoliang opened his eyes, looked at Sun Desheng, and said, "If I knew, I would definitely tell you. But I was also confused, and I also want to know what happened? I went to Jiangxia and it was all inexplicably like this. Old classmate, you should be talking to me, right?"

Before Sun Desheng could speak this time, Che Qianzi, who had a hot temper, said to Sima Xiaoliang first: "When you have you to speak, you want to say it, we may not want to listen..."

Sima Xiaoliang smiled at Che Qianzi and said, "You will know what I know. Trust me, maybe you know more than me..."

At this moment, the train drove into the next stop. This was a big stop, and there were about a hundred people standing on the platform. After the train stopped, these people got on the train one after another. This time, no outsiders came in to harass them, but occasionally you could hear the noise of people coming and going outside the carriage.

Because of the long stop, people came down to smoke in every carriage. A middle-aged man with a slump from the carriage next to Sun Desheng and others also got off. After taking out a cigarette, he found that he had forgotten to bring a lighter.

This made me feel a little embarrassed. I said that the station had been docked for a long time, which was about three or five minutes. I didn’t have time to go back to find a lighter, so I went to find other smokers to pick up the fire. The distance between those people was too far, so I ran over to borrow the fire and came back. That was no different from going back to find a lighter.

When the middle-aged man was a little depressed, he saw the person in Sun Desheng's carriage. He immediately knocked on the window of the carriage in an emergency and speculative manner and said, "Brother, is there any fire? Who of you smokes? Is it a fire to borrow..."

Sun Desheng didn't intend to pay attention to this person, but he looked at the man's eyes and turned around the faces of everyone in his polling office, but he didn't go to see Sima Xiaoliang who was next to them. Fatty Sun smiled and grimaced at Che Qianzi, and said, "Brother, give him a fire..."

Che Qianzi took a look and was looking at the middle-aged man who was looking at the carriage. He raised his hand and rubbed his fingers gently. While this action was done, the man suddenly lit a cigarette in his mouth.

The middle-aged man was scared and he didn't bother to smoke. After throwing away the lit cigarette, he got on the train in panic. At this time, the train whistled and signaled that it was about to start departing.

Sun Desheng smiled and turned to Sima Xiaoliang and said, "Is this your person or is it here to assassinate you? If you don't say clearly, if you accidentally hurt your person, you will be embarrassed..."

Sima Xiaoliang shook his head in confusion and said, "I have never seen this person before. This is the light of marriage. I have been away for the first time. I really can't remember where I have seen this person..."

Che Qianzi said, "Where are Bao Sanshan, Tenghua, Wu Xueyou, and Zhou Deyuan? Don't you know each other?"

"Have I said it? I was scared to say nonsense just now. More than a dozen people died in front of me, and anyone who saw it would feel uncomfortable..." Sima Xiaoliang said, paused, and then continued to say to Che Qianzi: "I know only a limited number of people, and even fewer people can call them. It's certain that the person just now didn't know..."

At this time, the car door opened, and the flight attendant who had come in three times appeared again in front of Sun Desheng and others. He seemed to have nothing happened and said with a smile: "Dear leaders, it's time to get to the meal. We have a dining car in the car, and we can make some home-cooked dishes. This is the menu. After you order it, I'll send it to several leaders..."

"Yes, it's time to the meal. I'll tell you why my stomach keeps screaming..." Sun Desheng smiled and said to the flight attendant: "Don't be busy either. We are also active. We used to eat a bite of hot food. I'm not particular about food, I just like to have a bite of hot food. Let's go..."

"Isn't it important to eat? Fatty Huang's money is really unfair..." After saying a word from Che Qianzi, he glanced at Sima Xiaoliang and said, "Let's have a meal together, and also show up in the carriage. Let the people who protect you and those who want to kill you... don't have to lose their minds and come in and take a look..."

Seeing that everyone from the polling bureau stood up, Sima Xiaoliang didn't say anything. After standing up with these people, he slowly walked out of the car.

Seeing Sima Xiaoliang going out, the flight attendant's face changed slightly. After hesitating for a while, he stopped everyone in the polling bureau who was about to go out and said, "Dear leaders, there are eleven cars in front of the dining car. Everyone has everyone in the car, taking off their shoes and rubbing their feet, and farting... To put it smells bad, if someone is too lazy to go to the toilet, find a Coke bottle and solve it. There is a smell of toilet when you enter..."

"Not as evil as you said, it seems like our brothers never take trains..." Sun Desheng smiled and continued, "Don't worry, we will go out, and only a few of us will come back. We will not hurt anyone or harm anyone..."

Seeing that he could not stop him, the flight attendant could only take the group toward the dining cart in front of him.

The moment the car door opened, another noisy car opposite suddenly became quiet. Everyone in the car was staring at the group of people coming out of the door. Then, these people looked at each other, and were talking and laughing, but in a blink of an eye, they had already angrily met the people around them. At the same time, these people stuffed their hands into their clothes, and when they looked at the bulging clothes, they knew that there were guys inside. It seemed that they would fight anytime and anywhere...

"If you should act, we are passing by..." Che Qianzi and Bai Wuqiu walked in front, and the little Taoist continued to say to these people: "If you want to fight, you will see the fight, and you will hurt the people from our polling bureau. You will not want to see the consequences in your next life..."

This sentence awakened the people in the carriage, who protected Sima Xiaoliang, and those who killed Sima Xiaoliang were not ready. They were just the vanguards in their respective camps, and no one was sure to win if they really fought.

Even Sima Xiaoliang's dead soldiers dared not take action rashly. They were not sure what the people from the polls bureau meant, and no one could guess Sun Desheng's thoughts. Once this fat man tended to kill Sima Xiaoliang, he would not dare to rashly provoke the killing...

At that moment, a wonder appeared in the carriage, and the passengers on both sides glared at each other. Seeing the group of people from the Poll Bureau leading Sima Xiaoliang through the carriage, the atmosphere in the carriage was relieved a little after these people left.

The dozen or so cars behind are almost the same. It is rare for people who are behind the scenes to control the situation so balanced. As long as the forces in one car have an overwhelming advantage, they may fight immediately. At that time, people from other cars come to support them, and I don’t know how many people will die at that time...

Finally, after passing through more than a dozen carriages, Sun Desheng and others finally arrived in the dining car. At this time, a middle-aged man with a bald head was bragging to the dining car waiter: "I lied to you and I died on the spot... You didn't see that the white-haired guy in the last carriage twisted his fingers at me-"
Chapter completed!