Zhang Fan didn't care what these people thought. No matter how much hostility there was in their eyes, it actually had nothing to do with him.
He is not a person in this maze world and will leave automatically after completing the task. Zhang Fan walked very quickly. In less than two minutes, he reached his seat No. 36c.
The seats in Car No. 9 are facing each other, which means that four people can sit in a row of seats at the same time.
Zhang Fan's seat is seat 36c, next to the aisle of the carriage. Sitting with him was an old woman with gray hair and kind eyes.
This old woman was carrying her back and was wearing a simple brown-yellow floral gown. She was currently holding a pitch-black cigarette rod and puffing away at the cigarette.
The smoke was so thick that Zhang Fan frowned. If he could switch seats, Zhang Fan actually didn't want to sit with this old woman.
Because he doesn't smoke, it can be said that he is very sensitive to the smell of cigarettes. As for the seats opposite Zhang Fan, there was a young mother and son sitting there.
My mother looked to be in her early thirties, dressed in fancy clothes and heavy makeup. She has a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, upturned nostrils, and a bullish attitude. At first glance, she is not a kind person.
At this time, the mother was cradling melon seeds leisurely with her legs crossed. However, she spit out the skin of melon seeds on the ground casually.
Looking at her son, he is a fat boy with a chubby figure. He is not very old, about six or seven years old.
The little fat kid was wearing a Mickey Mouse cartoon sweater, with sticky mucus flowing from his nostrils. He looked out the car window for a while, then jumped on the seat, jumping around as if he had ADHD.
When Zhang Fan saw the little fat boy acting like this, he couldn't help but worry about the seat under his feet, fearing that it might be accidentally stepped on.
However, Zhang Fan just looked at it for a while and stopped paying attention. Then he turned his attention to the window and looked at the world covered by darkness. For a moment, he fell into deep thought.
He was thinking about how to reach the No. 8 carriage smoothly. This Silence is definitely not as peaceful as imagined, and it definitely contains unimaginable dangers.
Unfortunately, he was the only survivor participating in the maze scene. If there were more survivors, he might be able to join forces with other survivors to survive together.
It can be imagined that imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. This time, he was the only one in the "Deadly Train" scene, and no one else participated.
Therefore, all life and death dangers encountered next will be faced by Zhang Fan alone. Zhang Fan did not dare to be careless and took a deep breath. He could only calm down as much as possible and think about ways to survive.
Neither the amulet nor the ghost frame can be used. The difficulty of this maze scene is almost astonishing. Maybe if you are not careful, you may die here.
It's hard to survive until today, but there are still so many things that have not been done, so... you must not die here, you must go back alive.
While Zhang Fan was trying to think of a solution, suddenly, he felt as if his face was splashed by some unknown liquid.
Sensing something strange, Zhang Fan turned around in confusion and saw a scene that made him very angry. That was the fat kid sitting opposite him, spitting at him with a silly smile on his face.
"What the hell! What are you doing?!" Zhang Fan's face changed, and he asked in a low voice with a hint of anger.
Being spat on in front of his face made him feel extremely angry. It was a naked insult to him.
But unfortunately, since this was a maze world, Zhang Fan did not dare to be too arrogant. He just lowered his voice as much as possible and asked the chubby boy.
"You care about me?!" The little fat boy sneered at Zhang Fan's question, sneered, and continued to spit at Zhang Fan.
"Just a little, a little, a little, and I'll puke on you, hee hee! You deserve it!" The little fat boy made a face at Zhang Fan, with a strong sense of ridicule in his words, as if he was deliberately irritating Zhang Fan.
"You naughty kid, are you looking for death?" Zhang Fan wiped the saliva from his face in disgust and asked with a sullen face.
To be honest, for a moment just now, he really wanted to slap this naughty kid to death. Zhang Fan's words were slightly louder in tone and spread around the surroundings. In an instant, they attracted the attention of other passengers.
"What are you shouting at my child?" At this time, the mother of the little fat boy raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhang Fan with an unkind expression.
"Your child spit on me! You, a mother, don't know how to take care of him?" Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes and whispered.
"What's wrong with spitting on you? As an adult, what do you have to argue with a child? Don't you know how to let him go? He's just a child!" The little fat boy's mother didn't admit her mistake at all. , instead he pointed at Zhang Fan’s nose and cursed loudly, the more he cursed, the more unpleasant he sounded.
"I'm telling you, if you dare to scare my son, I'm not done with you!!" The little fat boy's mother continued to scold Zhang Fan loudly.
At this time, many passengers had already stood up and cast their eyes over, waiting to see the show that was about to take place.
"You woman, why are you so unreasonable?" Zhang Fan looked around and found that many people looked over, and their expressions became even more gloomy.
It's not that he is afraid of this shameless mother and son, but the main fear is that he is afraid of attracting the attention of those ghosts disguised as living people. If he is attacked at this juncture, his situation will be particularly dangerous.
Without the support of the amulet and ghost frame, he might die!
"Being reasonable? What's the point? Why don't you have any sense of shame for a big man like you? He's just a child, what can he understand? What's wrong with spitting on you a few times? You won't lose your flesh?"
"If you don't want to be here, you can get out immediately! I didn't stop you!" Seeing Zhang Fan's momentum weakening, the little fat boy's mother thought she was frightened by her momentum, and her whole body changed. He became more and more aggressive, with sharp sarcasm in his words.
Zhang Fan clenched his fists. He was about to retort something, but found that there were already more than twenty passengers around him. He had to slowly loosen his clenched fists, let out a long sigh, and turned his head. In the past, I didn’t look too much.
As the saying goes, out of sight, out of mind, out of sight, out of mind, just endure it first and then talk about it, just endure it. If this situation continues to develop, it will definitely cause an uproar in the entire No. 9 carriage, and by then, his situation will be extremely bad.
"Huh, you're smart!" Seeing Zhang Fan being forced back by her own momentum, the little fat boy's mother sneered. She patted the little fat boy with her hand, comforted him not to be afraid, and then continued to eat melon seeds. Come.
"Hehe!" When the little fat boy saw Zhang Fan giving in, the expression on his face looked particularly proud and he really deserved a beating.
So, he began to seek death again, lifting his muddy shoes, and kicked Zhang Fan's knees intentionally or unintentionally, once, twice, three times, with an extremely arrogant attitude.
As if telling Zhang Fan, come and hit me! Zhang Fan felt what the other party had done, and his teeth were itching with anger. He really wanted to stand up and slap this naughty kid hard, so that he would remember it for a long time.
But when he thought about how many dangers there were in Car No. 9, he had no choice but to give up the idea.
If he can leave Car No. 9 safely, before going to Car No. 8, he must find time to clean up this damn child and let him feel the beating from society.
