Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

on the train

"Now, obey my orders!" An Xiaohai said in a low voice, his tone icy.

"Number 1, contact Director Ye immediately and have him order all the capable personnel of the Haizhou City Security Bureau to come to Haizhou Railway Station as quickly as possible."

At the same time, orders were given to nearby railway police stations, police, special police, firefighters, and armed police to be deployed at full speed with weapons to surround Haizhou Railway Station as quickly as possible, while simultaneously evacuating the crowd and bringing the situation under control.

"...!!"

"Execute the command!"

"yes!"

"Number 7, Tiger, you two go to the waiting hall immediately and search for the Caos killers who are mixed in with the crowd and preparing to cause chaos. You have about 10 minutes, so try your best to find them."

"Wind, how many Caos assassins are there in total?" Number 7's voice was extremely tense.

"I don't know, but I estimate there are at least three. Once we spot them, don't hesitate to kill them immediately."

"But…"

"Don't waste time questioning me. It would be great if we could find them, but if we can't, it shouldn't be a big problem. As long as the police can quickly bring the situation under control, they might not dare to launch an attack. Hurry!"

"yes!"

"Big Mango, go find the train station management right now, identify yourself, and have them seal off the train station. Only allow people to leave, not enter. Trains that haven't entered yet should wait outside the station, and the same goes for the platforms. Don't let anyone in."

"Wind, this is no joke! I don't have that much power!"

"Try your best. It doesn't matter if you can't do it. It'll just mean a few more people die."

"you……"

"If you stay by my side, he won't appear; if we don't catch him, more people will die."

You handle the two assassins around Ding Ping. Don't try to capture them, and don't engage in close combat with them. Shoot them out when they're off guard, making sure they lose their ability to resist immediately.

This is an order; execute it.

"...What should we do about Ding Ping?"

"Let's handle it the usual way."

"Yes! You...be careful!"

"rest assured."

Mai Xiaoyu ran towards the other end of the carriage, while An Xiaohai remained inside, waiting for Ding Ping and the others to leave.

Ding Ping seemed unwilling to squeeze out of the station with the other passengers, and waited until most of the passengers had left before leading the two of them off the train.

An Xiaohai followed closely behind.

Ding Ping walked at a leisurely pace in front, with the female assassin following closely behind her;

The male assassin's pace slowed considerably; he was still carrying the plastic bag, which was now deflated and crumpled, seemingly filled with trash.

As they passed a trash can on the platform, Ding Ping and the female assassin walked toward the exit without looking back. The male assassin stopped and stuffed the plastic bag in his hand into the trash can. At the same time, he glanced back at An Xiaohai behind him.

When the male assassin stopped, An Xiaohai also stopped, watching with a smile as the assassin threw things into the trash can. When his gaze swept over, An Xiaohai even waved to him lightly.

An Xiaohai was completely covered up, so it's unclear whether the other person saw his smile.

The male assassin was clearly taken aback, but still pretended to be nonchalant and turned to leave.

An Xiaohai slowly approached the trash can, turned sideways and looked inside. The plastic bag that the male assassin had thrown away was on top, and inside the plastic bag were all kinds of wrapping paper.

An Xiaohai smiled slightly again, took out a cigarette, lit it, and leaned against a cement pillar near the trash can to smoke.

At this time, all passengers who had entered Haizhou Station had boarded the train, and the train slowly pulled out of the station.

The number of people on the platform gradually decreased, and after an unknown amount of time, the platform was completely empty except for An Xiaohai and a train station staff member not far away.

Seeing that An Xiaohai still showed no sign of leaving, the staff member was about to go up and ask him what was wrong, but at that moment, he received an order from his superior. After glancing at An Xiaohai with a hint of suspicion, he quickly ran towards the exit.

The platform fell completely silent, but a commotion arose from the direction of the entrance, likely due to a dispute between passengers unable to enter and station staff.

A little while later, the sound of police sirens grew louder as they approached. After a brief commotion, the crowd in the train station gradually quieted down.

An Xiaohai lit another cigarette, as if nothing in the outside world concerned him.

The lights were suddenly turned up considerably, and the empty platform looked especially desolate against the backdrop of the bustling city.

Suddenly, a hunched figure emerged from the darkness. He was wearing a tattered railway uniform, carrying a dirty snakeskin bag on his shoulder and holding an iron hook in his hand. He was slowly walking along the railway tracks.

Whenever he sees trash on the railway tracks, this man skillfully uses an iron hook to pick it up and put it into a snakeskin bag.

An Xiaohai stared intently at the figure as it drew closer.

A short while later, the man walked to the railway tracks near An Xiaohai. He seemed to have developed a strong interest in the trash can not far from An Xiaohai. He tossed the snakeskin bag onto the platform and then tried to climb onto it, but failed twice.

"Young man, are you just going to stand by and watch? Lend a hand." The man's voice was deep and magnetic, as if it came from a dream.

The figure stretched out his left hand towards An Xiaohai, a smile on his aged face, his gray hair swaying slightly in the evening breeze; his eyes were unusually bright, so unfamiliar, yet so familiar.

An Xiaohai threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and at the same time took off his mask and sunglasses and threw them into the trash can, before smiling slightly and walking forward.

An Xiaohai had just stretched out his left hand when he saw a flash of cold light, and a figure swung an iron hook and smashed it hard towards his chest!

An Xiaohai shifted his body slightly, and the iron hook narrowly grazed his nose. As he dodged the hook, he flicked his right hand, sending a faint, cold glint of light flying as he slashed towards the man's head.

Ding! ~

The iron hook struck the concrete with a crisp sound, and two sparks flashed briefly.

As the man dodged the dagger in An Xiaohai's hand, he used the force of the iron hook to leap into the air and, the instant he landed on the platform, kicked An Xiaohai's shin with both legs.

An Xiaohai rolled away on the spot and hid behind the cement pillar. Just as his body was blocked by the cement pillar, the iron hook slammed heavily on the spot where he had just landed, flying far away with a string of sparks.

An Xiaohai rolled again, creating distance between himself and the man. He held the dagger in his right hand to protect his chest, while his left hand gripped the Glock G17 tucked into his lower back.

"I didn't expect you to dare to fight me in a place like this. You're quite skilled. Where did you learn that?" An Zhehao asked with a smile, holding a pistol.

At this moment, An Zhehao's body had fully stretched out, looking well-proportioned and full of power. He was a full half head taller than An Xiaohai.

"I learned it in my dreams," An Xiaohai shrugged. "For me, it doesn't matter where the war is fought."

"Aren't you afraid I'll blow up the train station?"

"Will it blow me up?"

"At this distance... it shouldn't be able to explode; at most, you'll feel the heat and vibrations."

"Oh, go ahead and fry it, I'm ready," An Xiaohai shrugged indifferently again.

An Zhehao's smile froze slightly: "How about we play a game?"

"No interest. You're a boring person. You can't even play a simple ball game."

An Zhehao's smile froze again: "That's not necessarily true, I know quite a few games!"

"Not a lot? That's just your opinion. In my view, you can't do anything."

Tell me, is there anything I can't do?

"There are many things you can't do. Can you play Legend of Mir? Can you play World of Warcraft? Can you play PUBG? Can you play Genshin Impact? Can you play Scumbag?"

Oh wait, I mean, you should be able to be a scumbag, you're practically their spokesperson.

The smile on An Zhehao's face finally vanished completely: "Can't we really have a proper talk?"

"We've had a good talk. I remember when we were kids, on that beach, we would often have a good talk, many times."

You once told me that there is no road on the sea, because the sea itself is the road.

You once told me that the reason I was named Xiaohai was because you hoped that I could reach the other shore one day.

We've talked about everything! But ever since you abandoned me and Mom, there's nothing left for us to talk about.

"Heh, I don't believe you don't know..."

"Shut up, I don't want to know!" An Xiaohai's eyes instantly turned bloodshot: "Stop rambling on, let me tell you a truth, villains die from talking too much!"

Listen, there's no more movement over there. That means the security personnel have taken control of the train station. Your time is running out. If you keep rambling on, you won't have a chance to speak again.

"That's not necessarily true. I don't think they'll dare to come!"

An Zhehao's voice turned cold as he spoke, pulling out something resembling a cell phone from his pocket. The device had a red button on it, and next to the button was a small screen displaying a string of numbers that kept changing.

At the bottom of the screen is a set of buttons similar to those on a mobile phone dial pad.

"I planted a lot of explosives in the train station. As long as I press this red button, the explosives will explode. They will also explode when the countdown ends, unless I enter a password to deactivate the bomb."

So they don't dare come over. I think they've already found the explosives I planted.

"This is the game you wanted to play with me?"

"Yes, want to give it a try? See if you can guess the password."

"Okay, throw it over here."

An Cheol-ho's lips curled into a smile, and he tossed the equipment in his hand over.

An Xiaohai caught the device steadily and pressed the red button on it without thinking.