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Just as the chosen one was pondering the strange tale, the ticket inspector's raspy voice was already shouting in the carriage ahead.
Where are our tickets?
Jiang Xiao looked around and realized he didn't have a ticket.
"Hey young man, did you lose your ticket?"
Just as Jiang Xiao was wondering, a bald man in the row behind him leaned over and asked in a sneaky manner.
"Oh?" Jiang Xiao raised an eyebrow: "Do you have some connections, buddy?"
In response to Jiang Xiao's question, the bald man chuckled and proudly declared that he not only had connections, but his connections were incredibly powerful!
"How to say?"
"Five hundred gold notes each!"
What the hell!
Even though Jiang Xiao had no concept of money, he was still taken aback.
five hundred?
Damn it, in the small town near the Romia Cathedral, an ordinary villager couldn't earn this much in his entire life!
wrong
Although ghost stories are illogical, they generally don't present the chosen one with a certain death situation right from the start.
Especially the 500 gold tickets, which 99% of the chosen ones cannot afford.
"Alright then." Jiang Xiao nodded to him. "Money is no problem. How far-fetched are your methods? I need to see if you'll go astray."
"of course can."
The bald man gave Jiang Xiao a meaningful smile, then patted the young man sleeping next to him, indicating that they could go to the toilet together.
The bald man was inside, and the young man was outside.
Even if a bald man is using the restroom alone, the young men outside must stand up and make way for him.
In addition, that's how men are; even if they don't need to pee, they can shake themselves and squeeze if someone calls them.
So the sleepy young man didn't think much of it and got up to go to the toilet with the bald man.
"Hehe, is that all?"
Seeing the bald man's eyes, Jiang Xiao understood how the ticket he was going to sell him came about.
Just as the ticket inspector entered Jiang Xiao's carriage.
The person who went to the toilet has returned.
Ok?
Jiang Xiao narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself, "This is interesting."
The young man is back, but the bald man is gone.
Seeing Jiang Xiao staring at him, the young man smiled indifferently and took out a bloodstained train ticket from his pocket.
"Brother, 800 gold notes a time, no bargaining, want to buy or not?"
OK OK.
I never would have guessed! This fair-skinned, gentle-looking man actually managed to kill that fierce-looking bald guy.
"Hurry up and decide. If it turns out you came up here without a ticket, your fate will be much worse than that bald guy with a brain problem."
"Fine, I'll buy it. Let me see your ticket." Jiang Xiao held out his hand.
“Look, it’s definitely not fake.” The young man, without a second thought, handed the bald man’s ticket to Jiang Xiao.
After accepting the ticket, Jiang Xiao carefully examined the ticket stub, then nodded kindly to the young man before returning to his seat.
A very old train ticket.
There was no name or gender on it, just a simple ticket stub.
To put it simply, as long as the time and shift match, it belongs to whoever has it.
Young man: ?
"Not a buddy? I gave you the ticket, where's your money?"
"Tickets? What tickets?" Jiang Xiao blinked innocently at him. "Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."
"I just gave you the ticket! You want to play double-cross me, don't you?!"
The young man's voice was a bit loud, and the ticket inspector who was slowly checking tickets in front of him also looked up curiously in this direction.
"Alright, since you gave me the tickets, then give me another five hundred gold tickets."
Young man: ? ? ?
You cheated me out of my ticket, and now you're asking me for money?!
"You won't give it to me?" Jiang Xiao's smile grew even brighter: "If you don't give me the money, I'm going to report you for selling scalped tickets."
Hey!
Upon hearing Jiang Xiao's words, the young man's face darkened. He never expected that this person could be so shameless!
Just then, the ticket inspector approached the two of them.
"Fine, fine, you just wait, you little brat!"
When the ticket inspector arrived, the young man didn't dare to do anything to Jiang Xiao. He could only give a vicious threat before returning to his seat.
"Ticket check!"
The ticket inspector had a long face, as if the whole world owed her money.
Chapter 471 Train Beauty
Jiang Xiao and the other five people sitting in these two rows all handed over their ticket stubs.
Ok?
How is this going?
Jiang Xiao narrowed his eyes, not expecting that the ticket stubs pulled out by the surrounding passengers were also stained with blood.
The bloodstains also appeared fresh, the red color particularly glaring under the light.
He quickly glanced at the faces of the people around him and found that their expressions did not change at all because of the bloodstains, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
The old man was still snoring loudly, the middle-aged man was still half asleep, and the rural woman was still eating sunflower seeds; everything seemed so ordinary.
"Tickets checked!" The ticket inspector's voice rang out again, breaking the strange atmosphere in the carriage.
Jiang Xiao handed over his ticket stub, and everything seemed normal when the ticket inspector took it.
She didn't even glance at the bloodstains; she mechanically checked the information on the ticket stubs and then verified the passengers one by one.
The ticket stubs of the old man, the middle-aged man, and the rural woman were all taken by the ticket inspector.
Every ticket stub was stained with blood, but the ticket inspector's face remained expressionless.
"Okay, all is fine. I was hoping to catch some fare-dodging kids."
She muttered something and then returned the ticket stubs to the passengers.
Jiang Xiao secretly wondered if the tickets in the hands of these passengers were obtained through some kind of violent means.
He recalled that Rule 4 mentioned fights on trains.
Could it be that the passengers started fighting because some of them didn't have tickets?
His thoughts were interrupted by a sudden jolt, as if the train had made a sharp turn.
Jiang Xiao gripped his seat tightly, and at the same time, he could feel that the other passengers in the carriage were also nervously holding onto their seats.
The old man sitting next to Jiang Xiao had somehow regained consciousness.
At this moment, he was grinning broadly, showing off his big yellow teeth, and staring intently at Jiang Xiao.
That old bastard Deng is probably not a good person.
"Damn it! You dare sit here? Come with me!"
The young man who had just temporarily "skipped" Jiang Xiao because of the ticket check turned his head back and threatened Jiang Xiao fiercely to go to the toilet with him to take care of some private matters.
Jiang Xiao:
"I'm sorry, although you look refined, unfortunately, I'm a man with a very normal sexual orientation. Besides, didn't your mother teach you this when you were little? To do things for yourself."
What?
"Are you fucking insulting me by saying I was born of a mother but raised by one?!" the young man roared angrily.
"Ah, no, no, no." Jiang Xiao waved his hands repeatedly, his attitude sincere, "What I mean is, if you're a bottom, you can use your own fingers to take care of your private matters. If you're a top, you can use your whole hand to take care of your private matters. Why do you need my help?"
Shet!
"You fucking come here right now!"