Chapter 459 Amateur Dartgun

One night passed, the sky was slightly white, and Jacob's children became active on the roofs of the city. They were Jacob's eyes, and now, they were also Chen Ke's eyes.

After waiting for a whole morning, finally, at noon, several children brought Chen Ke the information he had been waiting for for a long time.

They found that on the ring track in the suburbs, there was a train with twelve carriages running. The side door of the fifth carriage was not closed, and there were several men in black suits in the carriage.

"The train is not running fast. It is still near Donglangdon. It is estimated that you will be able to see it in the north in an hour."

"Thank you." Chen Ke nodded, he knew that the other party was waiting for him.

Before he was about to leave, Jacob stopped him.

"Chen Ke, wait a minute." Jacob said.

Chen Ke looked back at Jacob, waiting for his question.

"Are you really from... that year?" Jacob asked tentatively.

"What if it is?" Chen Ke asked back.

"Then tell me, what is the future like?" Jacob said.

"It didn't turn out the way you expected." Chen Ke replied.

Jacob nodded slightly, then fell silent. Chen Ke and he said goodbye to the children, then walked out of the Good Golden Cup Hospital and headed towards the railway tracks in the north of the city.

Chen Ke spent the last few copper coins to hire a carriage. In the carriage, he thought about the next countermeasures, but after thinking about it, Chen Ke found that he didn't have many options.

The train was the opponent's home court, and it must be full of his thugs. In the worst case, the strength of these thugs might not be less than that of the other Chen Ke himself.

On the other hand, his own holy relic was incomplete, the Moonlight Greatsword was still in the hands of the other Chen Ke, and the Ashes of Angele could not have much impact on it. The only thing that could hurt him was the black gun in his heart.

The clans were dangerous individuals that ordinary people could not deal with, and even the Foundation could only seal them in the way of destroying the era, which was why Xu Jing asked Chen Ke for help.

Chen Ke was thinking, driving the carriage parallel to the train, and directly shooting the opponent to death from a distance was also a good plan. After all, even if Xu Jing was in their hands, it didn't matter if they killed her. This woman would immediately return to her timeline and quickly cross over to find him.

"Well, that's it. Stay far away and see which carriage he is in, and shoot him directly." Chen Ke nodded, looking determined.

The car was about to leave the city. Chen Ke knocked on the carriage and asked the driver to stop the car. The honest driver stopped the carriage, opened the door for him, and asked in confusion about the intention of stopping the car.

Chen Ke's eyes glared, and the murderous aura frightened him to faint. Then he caught the driver's fallen body and dragged him into the carriage.

What Chen Ke was going to experience later was not something this driver could bear. He didn't need to drive a carriage to chase the train. It would be more convenient to just ride a horse alone here.

But he thought again, he didn't know how to ride a horse at all! And the packhorse of the carriage was not equipped with riding gear, so he couldn't ride it at all.

So Chen Ke dragged the driver out of the carriage again, threw him into a haystack on the side, climbed up to the driver's position, and drove the carriage to continue on the road.

There is a place called Hampstead Wilderness to the north of Longtown, covering an area of ​​790 acres. A lonely railway track runs across it, passing through a section of red sand dunes and crossing a white stone bridge.

When Chen Ke's carriage arrived there, white mist and whistles from the chimney of a steam train emerged from the horizon on his right, and the "chirping" sound of the train running on the rails gradually approached.

"Hurry! Hurry!" Chen Ke pulled the reins and urged the two horses to move closer to the rails. The big round wheels of the carriage bumped on the sand and gravel, and the violent shaking of the carriage made Chen Ke a little worried.

The train rumbled over, much faster than the carriage. Chen Ke freed his right hand to hold the black gun in his hand, carefully observing each carriage. Under the sweep of his spiritual vision, there were dozens of figures in the carriage.

Just as he was following the train, the sliding door of the third red carriage suddenly opened, and the six Gatling guns began to rotate. The man in a suit standing behind the Gatling gun pressed the firing button.

"Fuck!" Chen Ke exclaimed, and the bullets poured down like rain, instantly tearing the carriage into wooden fragments.

Chen Ke's murderous aura was instantly activated, and he rushed directly to the man who was controlling the Gatling gun. At the same time, he jumped off the horse's back. The two horses dragged the wreckage of the carriage and fled in all directions frightened by the gunshots. Chen Ke just hugged the horse's neck and almost fell off.

The murderous aura worked on those suit thugs. The Gatling gun roared for only 2 seconds and then stopped.

At this time, the door of the fourth carriage slid open with a bang, and more than a dozen suit thugs holding automatic rifles aimed their guns at Chen Ke's horse.

"Fuck! Ouch... grass!" Chen Ke finally stabilized on the horse's back, and felt that his horse's butt was shot. The horse wailed and slowed down.

Chen Ke jumped sideways onto another horse, his legs rubbing against the ground. He let out a cry, raised his thighs suddenly, and leaned sideways on the horse.

Several thugs stuffed grenades into the launcher under the rifle, aimed at an open space in front of the horse and pulled the trigger.

"Slow down, slow down!" Chen Ke pulled the reins on the horse's neck, and at the same time, burned the horse's trailer protective gear.

Without the restraint of the carriage wreckage, the horse was more flexible. He pulled the reins and controlled the horse to get closer to the train car.

"Bang!"

A grenade exploded seven or eight meters to the side of Chen Ke. He hid on the left side of the horse, and with a blue light flashing in his right hand, he fired back with a psychic crystal gun.

Whoosh!

The crystal gun drilled into the mud, exploding a mud flower. On horseback, Chen Ke couldn't throw it so accurately.

"Stick to it! Stick to it!" Chen Ke yelled, pulling the reins of the horse and leaning against the edge of the train. Filled with murderous aura, the gunmen knelt on the ground in rows, and some even fell out of the carriage and died on the rails.

The horse ran hard to the side of the red carriage, and it was half a meter away to jump in. When Chen Ke was about to perform the action scene of stealing the train in Hollywood blockbusters, a bald man in a suit suddenly flashed out, holding a pump shotgun and aiming at his head.

Almost in an instant, Chen Ke's whole body was wrapped in Angele's elegy.

"Bang!"

After being hit in the head, Chen Ke lost his balance and grabbed the reins tightly with both hands, pulling down the horse with him. The man and the horse rolled in the mud.

"Hahahaha! Rubbish!" the bald man laughed.

An iron hand grabbed the edge of the eighth carriage, and Chen Ke used his arms to pull himself up to the junction between the carriages. His horses were all dead, and he wanted to avenge them.

Chen Ke summoned the Ashes of Angele to melt the door of the carriage, and the gunmen inside pointed their automatic rifles at him.

The gunshots came one after another, and the bullets hit his armor with a ping-pong sound. Chen Ke resisted the impact of the bullets, allowing Angele's magic flames to rage in the carriage.

The men in suits all caught fire, and they screamed in pain, and the bullets in the gun chambers also exploded. Chen Ke could see clearly that they were all Asian.