After seeing the scenes of this carriage, Ye Fan didn't have the interest to continue watching.
He stood quietly, and he got off the train when he arrived in Nanzhou in peace.
At this time,
Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
There was a heavy panting sound nearby.
Ye Fan turned his head slightly to look at it.
A fat man holding a briefcase and wearing a suit, who looked like a small company executive, didn't know when he would squeeze by his side.
The bloated and round figure made him sweat profusely when he moved a little.
After finally finding a place to stand beside Ye Fan, the fat man's eyes lit up.
He saw Ye Fan staring, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled honestly: "Brother, don't mind if I stay here for a while!"
Ye Fan shook his head, indicating that it was all right.
He brought back the demon spirit aura on his body.
The fat man leaned against Ye Fan.
He smiled heartily at Ye Fan: "Brother, my name is Bao Da, thank you so much!"
"This train is really crowded to death!"
"You can't buy a seat, and it's not even easy to find a place to lean on!"
"Hey, brother, I brought a roast chicken, come, brother divides you half!"
With that, Baoda opened the briefcase and took out a paper bag.
After peeling the paper, there is a tightly wrapped, aromatic roast chicken inside.
The smell of grease wafted along the carriage, causing many people to cast their eyes, and they couldn't help swallowing their saliva.
Fatty seems to be a foodie too.
Looking at the golden and crispy roast chicken in his hand, Yuan smiled happily on his face.
He tore off a large chicken leg and handed it to Ye Fan first.
Ye Fan smiled slightly and waved his hand: "You eat!"
"I do not need!"
Ye Fan just had breakfast.
I really don't have any appetite now.
Bao Da was taken aback for a moment, and he took a look at Ye Fan.
Clean clothes, outstanding temperament.
Bao Da, who had been in contact with a lot of people, immediately knew that Ye Fan was not an ordinary person.
He smiled honestly: "Yes, then brother will eat it himself!"
Bao Da ate with oily mouth.
Ye Fan smiled faintly.
This fat man is also a real person!
Ye Fan turned his head, his eyes fell on the vent of the car window.
To be precise, the ground rail train has no windows.
Driving underground, it was pitch black everywhere, and there was no view at all.
At the windows on both sides, there are only small air holes.
With the influx of air and air currents, from time to time there is the sound of humming air through the hall!
Ye Fan looked down and landed on a seat in a four-person train.
Opposite the seat were two scrawny men.
One tall and one short.
Both have inch hair, wear short-sleeved shorts, step on canvas shoes, and one carries a worn-out rucksack.
He was boring and talking nonsense.
Here is a woman in her twenties holding a four or five year old girl.
The girl was very cute, leaning on her mother's arms and fell asleep.
Women look a little scary.
The contours of his face are exquisite and beautiful, but I didn't expect to have a few more ugly and narrow scars.
Like a centipede, lying on his face with teeth and claws.
The beautiful face will be ruined and ugly.
Next to the woman, there is a man in his twenties who wears glasses, reads a book, and combs his hair meticulously, like a young teacher in his twenties.
It seemed that she was a little tired from squeezing into the train, and the woman hugged her child, leaning on the wall of the train, and fell asleep a little groggy.
The temperature is already high in summer, and the cabin is very sultry.
This tired, the woman slept a bit heavy.
The two scrawny men, one tall and one short, were talking less and less when they saw this scene.
Eyeballs kept flashing, looking at each other.
Ye Fan frowned slightly.
He vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the two men.
It didn't take long for the short man to pull the shabby canvas bag on his back and stand up carefully.
Grasp the four or five-year-old girl in the arms of the opposite woman with both hands!