Armored train in the apocalypse

Chapter 269 Who is the roast suckling pig?
"Are they crazy?"

Cao Yong muttered to himself.

"Boom——"

The loud noise of the gate being broken echoed into the theater.

Mr. Shu, who was frowning in the private room, suddenly stood up, took the opportunity to get rid of his nagging ex-wife, and quickly walked out the door.

"what happened?"

A four-armed man stood at the window, gazing out. His face was ferocious and inhuman, with eyebrows raised and beard bristling. He chuckled softly, like a four-armed demon crawling out of hell, "The armed train has destroyed Yanbei Pass."

Mr. Shu looked thoughtful. "What do they mean? Do they want to fight?"

"If a fight doesn't break out, it's just a show of force to intimidate us and raise our own status."

His hoarse, deep voice carried an almost domineering confidence.

Mr. Shu's expression softened, and he shook his head speechlessly, "Why do young people these days have so many ulterior motives?"

"How can you win someone's daughter's heart without putting on a show?"

A sharp, mocking voice came from inside the room.

Mr. Shu's face immediately fell, and he sighed, his exhaustion visibly evident.

Outside the window, the steel dragon surged forward like a floodgate opening, crushing the broken walls and ruins of Yanbei Pass, and climbing straight up the hillside.

"Now that our guests have arrived, we should go downstairs. We'll discuss business later, so please don't say anything out of turn."

Mr. Shu turned and warned his ex-wife.

The latter merely gave a cold laugh, his lips and eyes filled with sarcasm.

……

The locomotive of the armed train reached up the hillside behind Yanbei Pass, like a dragon resting its head on the slope.

Su Huan stepped out of the car, looked at the brightly lit theater above, and then at the abandoned city in the distance that had lost power. With a faint sigh, he said, "There's not even anyone to pick me up. Your dad really doesn't care."

Shu Wei, who emerged from behind, paused for a moment, glanced subtly at the collapsed Yanbei Pass behind them, and remained silent.

Su Huan grinned. "The pomp and circumstance are self-inflicted."

Suddenly, the excess steel reserves on the train flew into the air, and amidst the metallic roar, they were molded into steps by an invisible hand, each step landing precisely at the train conductor's feet.

Clusters of fireballs suddenly ignited on both sides, their flames glowing white.

The long staircase crosses the road, overshadows the buildings, like a divine staircase leading directly to the theater at the top.

The four of them slowly walked uphill.

Beneath the ruins of Yanbei Pass, Cao Yong suddenly emerged from the water, took two deep breaths, and then plunged back into the water. A moment later, he dragged his men back to the shore, where he looked at the magnificent long staircase before him and began to curse.

The subordinate coughed twice and asked, "Captain, should we counterattack?"

Cao Yong shook his head with a gloomy look in his eyes and gestured for him to shut up.

The latter immediately realized what was happening, changed the subject, and joined the captain in hurling a few curses.

Su Huan had already stepped onto the platform in front of the theater.

Because of the commotion just now, the special operations team members all had their eyes filled with vigilance.

Su Huan teased, "Even your daughter's treatment isn't working?"

Shu Wei’s voice was cold and clear. “Some of them may know that I am HT-426, but no one knows that I am Shu Wei. However, even if they did know, they wouldn’t care. The duty of a special agent is to complete the mission.”

"I see." Su Huan smiled and tilted his head, saying, "Host, lead the way."

When Shu Wei stepped onto the square in front of the theater and saw the group of people with irises pinned to their collars, her entire aura changed.

It felt like coming to my home turf.

She went from being a bullied secretary to a sophisticated and powerful female CEO.

Su Huan's eyes darkened as he stared at the woman's swaying figure.

The giraffe and white deer behind them were a little nervous at first, but after carefully observing these special agents, a hint of disdain flashed in their eyes.

These special operations forces may be quite capable, but their tactical skills are average, barely comparable to armed regiments that undergo assault training.

The two of them immediately became confident.

No matter who looks at them, they glare back fiercely.

In this eerie silence, the four of them walked to the door.

Two waiters who had been waiting opened the door.

Many young people had been waiting in the hall, especially the rising stars in suits. Those from poorer backgrounds wanted to catch a glimpse of her, while those from wealthier backgrounds wanted to take the opportunity to build connections.

Although most people lack the confidence to win the heart of their beloved, there is always a sliver of hope in their hearts.

Even if we have nothing else, the connections we made today will be enough.

When the waiter opened the door, the conversation in the hall suddenly subsided. Some people subconsciously straightened their collars, while others took their champagne glasses away from their lips. But no matter how they tried to hide it, everyone turned their gaze toward the doorway.

Bo Qingqing maliciously imagined Shu Wei's travel-worn and disheveled appearance.

They weren't kept waiting long, accompanied by the sound of clean footsteps.

Shu Wei walked in.

To Bo Qingqing's disappointment, although Shu Wei wasn't wearing a luxurious dress, she wasn't as disheveled as she had imagined.

Shu Wei's outfit today was nothing special, just the flight attendant's uniform, similar to that of the combat crew, except that she had replaced her trench coat with a multi-functional jacket and wore tight-fitting trousers, making her look light and practical.

The moment she appeared under the archway, the light from the crystal chandelier automatically cast a sharp silhouette on her.

But with his sharp features and indifferent expression, he looked like a drawn military knife.

Shu Wei did not fully enter the hall. Standing under the archway, her light gray eyes swept across the entire room before she stepped aside.

Before anyone could speak, they were silenced by that icy gaze.

Their gazes unconsciously converged on the doorway she had opened.

A tall, black figure appeared in the center, drawing everyone's attention like a black hole.

Half of his face was hidden in the darkness, revealing only his sharply defined jawline and menacing white teeth at the corners of his mouth.

"Haha, good evening everyone! I hope my presence will make this place shine!"

A pair of black tactical boots stepped onto the Italian black and gold marble floor, and long hair bounced rhythmically with the rhythm of her speech.

A wild, domineering aura swept over everyone even before people could react.

Standing to the side, Shu Wei couldn't help but bow slightly to hide the upturn of her lips.

She knew it.

The train conductor is bound to make a witty remark.

Su Huan looked at the bewildered crowd and subconsciously activated his "Universal Energy Perception," but was bounced back by something. He then turned to Shu Wei and spoke in a normal voice.

"That's going too far! They even set up a universal energy shielding device. Isn't that targeting me?"

Shu Wei stood up, having completely composed herself, and said coldly, "I will reprimand them."

The train conductor was very satisfied with the secretary's attitude and began to take a closer look at the hall in front of him.

The first thing you see is a huge sculpture depicting Dionysus, the Greek god of wine, and the nine Muses reveling under the moonlight. The marble floor, which is paved with marble, gleams matte under the light of the chandeliers. In front of it stand rows of smartly dressed young people.

"So this is what a theater is like?"

Everything Su Huan found interesting and novel.

"So what do you think it should be like?"

"I thought there would be lots of seats, or a red curtain, but it looks like a real estate sales center now."

"What you said is in the back, but this is just a large hall. Haven't you ever been to a theater before?"

"No, not even once."

Shu Wei was somewhat surprised, "The theater isn't an expensive place."

Amidst a cacophony of complex gazes, the two obliviously discussed trivial matters.

As Shu Wei answered the train conductor's tedious questions, she glanced at the crowd before her. They were all familiar faces, many of whom she had known since before the apocalypse.

"Sister Wei, it's been so long since I've seen you! Where have you been lately?"

A girl in a black dress jogged over, her face beaming with undisguised surprise and enthusiasm.

Her fair legs, visible beneath the long skirt, were quite slender, but when facing Shu Wei, the girl still had to tilt her head slightly upwards.

As evolved beings, the improvements go beyond just physical attributes.

Shu Wei glanced at the girl and said coldly, "Do I need to report to you where I go?"

'interesting!'

Su Huan glanced at his secretary in surprise, not expecting this woman to have such a sharp side; he hadn't seen it before.

Then, glancing at the young people behind him, many of those who were walking over hesitated and stopped.

The scene was so amusing that Su Huan couldn't bear to interrupt them.

The girl in the black dress's pupils froze slightly, but her smile smoothly turned to the side, as if she had just noticed Su Huan, and she said with a touch of coquettishness, "You're so handsome! Are you Sister Wei's friend? My name is Tan Yunxi."

Then she stretched out a small, fair hand.

Although we don't know who Su Huan is, judging from Shu Wei's attitude and appearance, he must be an important person.

I just don't know what the connection is with that armed train.

Su Huan looked at her with amusement, raised his hand, and just as she was about to shake it, he pinched her smooth cheek, pulling and tugging at her, "Since you said I'm handsome, I'll spare your life if you beg the train conductor for mercy, hahaha..."

A series of loud laughs and remarks led everyone to mentally label Su Huan as a dangerous person.

Tan Yunxi's face hurt from being pinched, but she couldn't break free. In her heart, she cursed Su Huan and regretted why she had come up to provoke this lunatic!

"Isn't what Mr. Su doing a bit impolite?"

A slightly stern voice came from behind.

Su Huan released his hand in surprise and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a woman in a silver fishtail dress standing behind him, looking at him with disdain.

Bo Qingqing appeared indifferent, but inwardly she was already excited.

I originally thought that Shu Wei was someone important who was so respectful, but I didn't expect him to be that arrogant lunatic from the Armed Train.

Although she didn't have as much power as Shu Wei, she was still one of the few people who had access to information about the armed train.

She would look at those evolved beings from powerful forces with more respect.

But does the Armed Train, a small force of survivors with only a thousand members, even deserve to negotiate with Black Kite?

If we make an analogy, Black Kite is like Donghuang, while the Armed Train is like some unknown small country. So what if Su Huan is the chieftain of a small country?

Black Kite rejects the attempts of one or two small forces to attach themselves to her every day.

Even her weakest bodyguard could easily kill the strongest members of those smaller factions.

Shu Wei's groveling before such people only makes her more and more destitute.

After waiting for so long, Bo Qingqing was naturally overjoyed to finally see Shu Wei's career decline.

Shu Wei frowned, and was about to step forward when Su Huan had already walked ahead.

I didn't know what he wanted to do, so I could only follow him closely.

Bo Qingqing felt a little nervous as she watched Su Huan walk over, but when she saw that the surrounding evolved servants were all gathering around her, and that the second-tier expert Zhong You was only a meter away from her, she felt relieved.

She maintained a sullen and reserved expression.

But as Su Huan got closer, he sensed something was amiss. Instead of being angry, Su Huan's face showed a hint of scrutiny and investigation.

Zhongyou frowned and stepped forward, remembering Cao Yong's instructions.

The relative distance between the two instantly decreased to within one meter.

A suppressed, oppressive sense of terror rushed towards me like a tiger, making my hair stand on end and my muscles tense without my conscious control, causing me to back away.

"Which one are you?"

Su Huan looked at the aloof young man in front of him with a hint of curiosity.

Zhongyou felt as if he had been instantly pulled back from a strange world.

He noticed that everyone around him was looking at him in surprise.

He looked down and realized he had already assumed a fighting stance. One hand instinctively touched his lower back, where the spear was mounted on the exoskeleton.

Those around seemed oblivious to the terrifying pressure.

'Can't they feel it at all?!'

A bead of cold sweat slowly slid down his temple as Zhong You's gaze swept over Su Huan.

Suddenly I noticed a white bracelet.

Suddenly, I felt enlightened.

The other person was carrying a biomagnetic field suppression device, just like me. However, my senses were more acute than everyone else's, which is why I was able to detect the other person's aura.

"Mr. Su, what are you going to do?"

A confident shout came from behind him. Zhong You's eyelids twitched, and he cursed the idiot in his heart before abandoning his fighting stance.

But he remained standing there, still wary.

They were terrified that Su Huan would go berserk and kill someone.

Although they were both at the second tier, his intuition told him that if the other party were to kill someone, he wouldn't be able to stop him.

Fortunately, Su Huan did not do anything drastic and stopped three meters away.

Looking at Bo Qingqing through Zhong You's eyes, he asked Shu Wei with a hint of doubt, "Is this your mother? She doesn't look like her at all..."

Because the voice wasn't concealed, everyone around heard it.

One by one, strange looks swept back and forth across Bo Qingqing and Shu Wei's faces.

Bo Qingqing was stunned for a moment, unsure whether to express anger or secret joy.

At less than thirty years old, she was going to be the mother of a twenty-nine-year-old woman—this was something she had never encountered before.

Shu Wei's face turned ashen. "No!"

"Oh, didn't you say your dad brought people to negotiate?"

Su Huan glanced at the young people in formal attire in front of him, then looked at Shu Wei and himself.

Compared to the survivors outside, the four people were naturally impeccably dressed, but in this luxurious and brightly lit hall, they seemed out of place, like a World War II army stumbling into a modern ball.

Why are they dressed in such colorful clothes?

Shu Wei looked at the crowd, a shadow of gloom flashing in her eyes. "Perhaps for them, this isn't a negotiation, but a party."

"They even provide meals while negotiating. I wish I had brought more people. By the way, do they have those multi-tiered cakes and roast suckling pig like they do on TV?"

Su Huan said regretfully.

The gazes around her grew increasingly strange. In the past, she might have felt uncomfortable, but being next to the train conductor, she didn't feel anything at all.

He said indifferently, "Roast suckling pig? It should have just arrived."

"You are here."

Mr. Shu took Wang Yi's arm and walked down the spiral staircase.

Although I am over fifty, wealth nourishes the body.

They looked remarkably young, like a middle-aged couple in their thirties. The simple suits and skirts they wore gave them an inexplicable air of confidence compared to the younger people below.

Su Huan turned to look at Shu Wei, "To actually describe your parents as roast suckling pigs, it's a waste of my time raising you."

Shu Wei's eye twitched. You're the real roast suckling pig!
However, looking at my parents, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

How many years has it been since we last saw them holding hands?
However, she quickly concealed that emotion in her eyes.

The two only show this side of themselves when their interests align, so here's the question.

Who is the target of this party?
(End of this chapter)