Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 1125
An unmanned empty tram drove over quickly.

Even though it was about to arrive at the station, there was no sign of the tram stopping, but the door of the tram suddenly opened with a "swish".

Chen Xiaodao leaped easily and stepped directly into the tram.

Turning my head to look, I happened to see that a man and a woman were still taking a walk, slightly raised their feet, and happened to enter the last carriage.

Chen Xiaodao suppressed the blood that was about to boil, quietly staring at the opposite glass, waiting for the best moment to arrive.

Trams whizzed by faster than usual.

With a slight tremor, Chen Xiaodao's heart trembled, it was now!

With one kick, Chen Xiaodao smashed the glass on the opposite side, and turned over to the top of the train.

In fact, the top of the subway is only 150 cm high from the top of the tunnel. If you stand upright, you will definitely be hit by the upper wall of the tunnel and smashed like a tomato in a vegetable salad.

What's more, the width of the tram is not very large, and the two sides of the tunnel limit the movement of opening and closing.

If you want to fight in such a narrow space, you have to bend forward, or squat, or crawl.

Well, it's actually an embarrassing fighting stance.

But Chen Xiaodao is short, in this limited space, his chances of winning will be higher.

He squatted on the roof of a subway car with a speed of 70 per hour (the highest speed of [-] per hour on the Japanese subway), holding the remaining seven old throwing knives four from the left and three from the right.

But on the mechanism of his wrist, he has secretly inserted a new throwing knife, waiting to have the effect of attacking his unprepared by surprise.

The huge rumbling sound in the tunnel shocked the eardrums to the extreme, and the dirty air carried an inexplicable smell that made people want to vomit.

The airflow slapped rapidly from the front of the car, like a giant palm, slapping Chen Xiaodao's back from behind with the greatest strength.

The dark curved tunnel crushes the sense of time into pieces, and the sliding feeling of the iron sheet vibrating constantly comes from under the feet. If you lose your concentration, you will fall down and become a ghost.

Staying in such a harsh place, the senses of hearing, smell, touch, vision, and even the sense of balance are all greatly reduced. It is very, very difficult to stand on the roof of the car while maintaining the legs bent so well.

But these are nothing to Chen Xiaodao.

(End of this chapter)