Even if I could handle Zhou Changhong, I wouldn’t get past the conductor.
What should I do now?
Follow Zhou Changhong to Wuqin Village. After leaving the station, capture him alive and find out his intentions.
The premise is that I can capture him alive.
Get off the train midway, then go back and inform Ma Wu, contact the Lu Family, and have the Lu Family make a move in Wuqin Village to stop Zhou Changhong from shooting the movie.
Why am I so concerned about the movie?
Li Banfeng patted his head. He had boarded this train to track Zhou Changhong, aiming to find out who the big shot behind Ling Miaoying was, and what their intentions were.
Now the big shot has appeared.
The best option is still to get to Wuqin Village and then continue the pursuit.
But is that safe?
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
A knocking sound arose, and the voice of a conductor ca from outside the door, "Sir, please open the door."
Li Banfeng paused for a mont and kept silent.
He wasn’t sure if the conductor outside was real or not.
WHOOSH, CLANG!
The conductor directly opened the door, "Sir, your attire has affected my work. I hope you can change your clothes."
Li Banfeng nodded slightly, and the conductor closed the door.
Judging from his manner, this conductor should be real.
Li Banfeng entered the Portable Residence, took off his clothes, and put on a black suit.
Hong Ying’s body shook, and she spoke in a low voice, "Did he just take his clothes off again?"
HISS~
The Phonograph sang slowly, "Yes, he did. He’s my man. I watch him every day. Your coveting is in vain."
Hong Ying snorted coldly, "With the way you are today, what’s the use of having a man? Easy on the eyes, but not satisfying!"
"Who says it’s not satisfying?" the Phonograph retorted angrily. "Darling, ti to apply so oil and show her!"
Hong Ying retorted, "Apply so oil? So what? Would that even count as proper business?"
"How can it not be proper? My darling has many tricks up his sleeve!"
The two argued fiercely, likely to start fighting again soon. Li Banfeng rubbed his head, feeling a splitting headache.
Can’t these two keep quiet for a couple of days? Arguing so much and still not getting anywhere.
The more Li Banfeng listened, the more irritable and angry he beca, not wanting to stay in the Portable Residence a mont longer.
Seeing Li Banfeng hurriedly leaving, the Judge’s Pen rolled over and went back to sleep.
Back in the carriage, Li Banfeng continued to fret over Zhou Changhong’s matter.
Should I follow him off the train, or should I go back for help?
If I follow him off, I might end up dead by his hand.
But if I go back for help now, I might lose this lead.
Torn between decisions, Li Banfeng started mumbling to himself.
Zhou Changhong, in the next compartnt, heard the mumbling. He chuckled and shook his head.
After several hours of indecision, Li Banfeng made up his mind.
Get off at Wuqin Village.
After getting off, follow Zhou Changhong without rushing to make a move, just observe his actions.
Having made up his mind, Li Banfeng glanced at his pocket watch. It was already two in the morning.
The train would arrive at seven in the morning. With ti to spare, it was best to rest well, especially since he would be dealing with an expert like Zhou Changhong.
Li Banfeng lay in his bunk, fearful of oversleeping.
His pocket watch had no alarm. Although ng De was in the Portable Residence and could tell him the ti, he didn’t want to listen to his wife and Hong Ying quarrel.
Should he bring ng De out with him?
ng De wasn’t a portable Magical Treasure. Leaving it outside could easily raise suspicions.
Mulling it over, Li Banfeng felt his headache intensify.
Why was he feeling so troubled today?
Troubled...
Why be troubled?
Li Banfeng looked towards the wall of the compartnt, his heart tightening.
So techniques, after being used on others so often, can be difficult to react to when they suddenly appear on oneself.
Sun Tiecheng had ntioned that two people had passed the trial of Fool’s City. Could the other person be him?
Li Banfeng sat up from the bunk, opened the Portable Residence, and hid the key under the bunk.
His wife was still tornting Hong Ying. Li Banfeng, restraining the irritation in his heart, found the Judge’s Pen.
He held the Judge’s Pen, drew a circle at his feet, and said one word, "Fly."
The Judge’s Pen snorted, "Where to?"
"To the second room."
The Judge’s Pen was very angry.
To go to the second room, you still need to fly you there? Can’t you walk a few steps by yourself?
Forget it.
Can’t be bothered to argue.
After a standoff of nearly half an hour, it was indeed Li Banfeng who insisted on flying, so the Judge’s Pen carried Li Banfeng to the second room.
Once inside the second room, the Judge’s Pen was just about to sleep when Li Banfeng said, "Here’s your paynt."
The Judge’s Pen snorted and said, "No rush."
"I’m in a hurry."
"What’s the rush?"
Li Banfeng said, "Just in a hurry. If you don’t take back your paynt, I’ll make you carry and fly again, once in every room."
"You..."
This person is unreasonable.
"I..."
Forget it.
The Judge’s Pen couldn’t be bothered to reason with him.
He wants to give the paynt, so I might as well take it. Taking the paynt requires so effort, but it’s better than being entangled with him incessantly.
The Judge’s Pen accepted the paynt, and Li Banfeng suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of fatigue.
He lay on the bed, feeling his eyelids extraordinarily heavy.
And so he fell asleep, not knowing how long he would sleep. At least I should let ng De set a ti to wake up; I can’t miss getting off.
Forget it, if I miss it, then I miss it.
Really going to follow Zhou Changhong?
Wuqin Village is obviously his territory.
Is there a possibility that if I get off at Wuqin Village, I would imdiately fall into his trap?
Is there a possibility that everything he said about filming a movie is just nonsense, and he just wants to get off at Wuqin Village?
Sleep, just sleep soundly.
Li Banfeng couldn’t be bothered to think about the things he couldn’t figure out.
...
At six-thirty in the morning, with half an hour until the train arrived at the station, Zhou Changhong began to pack his luggage.
He deliberately made so noise to let Li Banfeng in the next compartnt hear.
I’m getting off the train now; you should follow suit.
There seed to be no response from next door.
Zhou Changhong pressed his ear against the wall to listen.
After a mont, he switched ears.
This ear was more sensitive, but still, there was no sound.
What’s going on? Is he sleeping that soundly?
After waiting for over twenty minutes, Zhou Changhong frowned and knocked on the wall a few tis, yet there was no response from next door.
The train wasn’t late today. It had already started slowing down, preparing to arrive at the station.
In his anxiety, Zhou Changhong resorted to using a Technique.
He placed his hand on the wall of his compartnt, sending a mild vibration to the next compartnt.
I need to control the strength; I don’t want to alarm the train staff.
Dealing with one staff mber might be manageable, but if all the train’s staff arrived, things would get troubleso.
Hurry up and wake up, don’t sleep, it’s ti for you to get off.
BANG!
The compartnt door was flung open.
The conductor entered with a stern face, "For so reason, you and that passenger next door have been quite restless."
Zhou Changhong smiled and said, "I was just reminding him that the train is almost at the station; we are getting off at the sa stop. I was just..."
The train stopped, and the conductor opened the door.
"Sir, it’s ti for you to get off."
Zhou Changhong gave a bitter smile and got off the train.
He waited on the platform for a long ti. Even after the train moved again, he saw no sign of Li Banfeng.
I planned everything so thoroughly, and you just slept through it?
PS: Good thing Ban Feng didn’t get off at Wuqin Village.
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