"The opportunity is here, hero."

Shin-shen laughed and patted Ikoma on the shoulder.

The boy just walked over with an expressionless face and took the steam gun in Kasu's hand.

"I'll accept it first."

Ikoma bent over slightly and said.

"You want to be a hero, do you?"

Kasu obviously heard some sounds around him, and asked with a smile.

"I just hate escaping."

Izuma said lightly.

"Sir Calamari, who are the weapons used to point to?"

Ikoma said with some sadness.

Samurai, a dangerous profession, may one day die in the battle with Kabane.

It is very difficult to kill a Kabane with a traditional steam gun.

Therefore, as long as you become a samurai, your mentality will be more or less problematic:

Relying on the noble status of the warrior, relying on this bullying of ordinary people, I am even more afraid of people with the chance of infection.

Even those who are uncertain whether they are infected often have to be killed by warriors.

However, no one cared about the warriors.

In Ikoma's eyes, those people are more like cowards...

When fighting with Kabane, I didn't see much power. I bullied my compatriots and lost my temper at will. These are just a skill.

"Open the West Gate!"

"The iron city of Arc is here!"

Just as Calamari was thinking about the meaning of Shengmai's words, an order suddenly came from beside him.

"Is it not tomorrow that the arrival of the Iron City of Arc?"

Calamaus looked into the distance in confusion.

"Architect?"

"Aren't you going to come to Fusang City tonight?"

"Two Junchengs in one day?"

The maintenance worker whispered.

"Sir,"

"Is the arrival of the Iron City of Arc should not be tomorrow?"

When Calamari walked to the place where the train arrived, he saw Jian Jiang's figure.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a purple traditional kimono, with a serious and majestic expression.

"Suguyi fell yesterday,"

"There are fewer parking stations, so we will naturally arrive early."

Jian will explain.

"how so......"

Kasumi covered his mouth in surprise.

Sugu Post is a station nearby, but unexpectedly it fell.

Soon, a group of warriors opened the train.

All the people above the Iron City must take off their clothes and check it out to confirm that there are no wounds before they can get off the car.

As for some people whose small wounds do not look like biting marks, they should be kept in jail for three days according to the rules to see if they are infected with the virus before making a decision.

However, rules are rules. As long as there is a wound on a person's body, no one will pay attention to the warrior who kills him.

"good!"

"Start preparation!"

For a while, all the people who were still alive in the car were inspected and released.

Workers began to clean the bloody trains and maintain the facilities destroyed during the battle to facilitate the next time the Iron City set sail.

The two of them were also among them.

"Hey, look, the only carotid artery has expanded,"

"It turns out that the virus passed from here."

Ikoma found several pieces of the body of Kabane in the train.

I held it in my hand and watched for a while, and then put it in the tool kit beside me.

"It's rare to see the body part that is in such a good state."

Iko said to herself.

"Hello!"

"This is a taboo!"

Chengsheng couldn't help but remind him.

The body of Kabane is absolutely forbidden to be held privately.

"Don't worry, I won't mess with research that hurts people."

Izuma said lightly.

As the saying goes, wealth and honor are in danger, he wants to obtain experimental materials from Kabane, and only a little can be found on these trains.

"Dingling~~"

A crisp sound of bells suddenly rang.

“Eh?”

"Is it the child of a senior figure?"

Shinshen and Ikoma were slightly stunned.

I saw a girl with short black hair walking out of the tail of the train as if no one was around.

This guy must have not been checked, right?

"Hey, the little guy over there,"

"The exit is on the other side, and the children have to be inspected."

A warrior noticed the abnormality and walked over and said.

"When judging a person, it is the idiotic behavior to judge people by their appearance,"

"That's what my brother said, Uncle Bearded."

Wuming sucked the warrior's nose with the toy in his hand and said lightly.

"You, what did you say?!"

The warrior was obviously irritated.

"Enough, it's my guest over there."

Jian Jiang walked over, followed by Kasu and a group of guards.

"Ah, Master!"

The warrior was still in place.

"Are you the biggest official here?"

Wuming asked casually while playing with the toy in his hand.

"I'm the owner of the Sifangchuan family, my name is Jian Jiang."

The man put his hand on his chest and bowed.

"Mr. Sifangchuan, you are taken care of."

The guard behind Wuming came over and hugged his fists.

"It's Master Siwen,"

"The matter has been learned from the previous letters, please go to my humble house first."

Jian will invite softly.
To be continued...