Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

He called out twice but received no response. Xingfu suddenly realized that it might be someone he knew again.

How many times has this happened? Uncle Yang's bewildered expression, as if he'd been through a lifetime... hehe, she could totally picture it!

"Uncle Yang, the feeling of meeting an old friend... ouch~" Xing turned around and shivered, instinctively sprawling on the sofa.

"Uncle Yang, you...you've mutated?"

Walter's expression was completely different from what she remembered!

Every muscle in his body trembled, and the cold glint in his eyes, when projected, seemed to have been enhanced with some kind of cruel special effect. His murderous aura and raging fury made his ferocious expression after gulping down an entire cup of Himeko coffee seem almost amiable in comparison.

Even his unique power began to leak slightly, and a strange gravitational spiral enveloped the entire train in a heavy, low-pressure atmosphere.

March 7th was completely bewildered: "Uncle Yang, do you have any relatives in the Immortal Boat?"

There's nothing we can do; for Walter to do something like this is already a huge lapse in judgment.

If she went any further and became hysterical, she wouldn't even be able to connect with Walter at all.

"Or perhaps..." she nervously looked around, "Uncle Yang, do you have some kind of supernatural ability, like the ability to see ghosts? What kind of dirty things can you see that we can't?"

Dirty stuff?

"Ha, ha, if only it were that simple!"

Walter adjusted his glasses and mechanically twisted his neck: "Pam, Himeko, our next stop is Luofu. Let's leave immediately, okay?"

We must lay in ambush before that Rakshasa arrives!

Pam and Himeko exchanged glances. Welt's aura was too terrifying, making it impossible for them to utter the words of refusal.

"Okay." Pam nodded. "It seems like that was our next stop."

March 7th scratched his cheek: "Uncle Yang, why so suddenly? Speaking of which, shouldn't we contact Jing Yuan? After all, we're heroes of the Immortal Ship, maybe we can enjoy..."

"Contact Jing Yuan? Yes!" Walter suddenly stood up, clenching his fists. "Dan Heng, go and use your influence to contact Jing Yuan. Make sure he sees Luo Sha for the first time. Pretend to exchange pleasantries, and as soon as he opens his mouth and lowers his guard, immediately summon the Divine Lord and unleash the most powerful killing move! Don't worry about your identity for now. Unleash the Dragon Lord's power as much as you can."

"By the way, to prevent the Immortal Boat Sword Master from making mistakes, let's bring Miss Bailu here to distract her."

"Huh?" Dan Heng was full of questions. Why was he suddenly about to attack someone? Was this still the gentle and steady patriarch Uncle Yang that he usually knew?

"Starting from zero frames?"

Uncle Yang, when did you become so unethical? And you even tried to get Jing Yuan to use the Divine Lord's attack on you? What kind of deep hatred is this?

The problem is, you two should have just met, right?

They haven't even met in person! No, they're not even online friends!

Is it purely... just because I glanced at you in the crowd?

Even so, Walteryu wasn't satisfied: "Hoshi, don't hold back either! Flame Lance, charge forward fiercely! Himeko, fire your orbital cannons at full power! I'll cover you!"

"Uh...yes, this subordinate obeys!" Although he didn't know what had happened, Xing saluted with great conviction.

"In March, we must persuade Changyeyue and the Soul of the Umbrella to launch a surprise attack on Rakshasa from the level of memories, sparing no effort! Afterwards, use the power of oblivion to erase his existence from this world in every sense of the word!"

"Is it necessary?" March 7th was dumbfounded. This was even more cruel than having his bones ground to dust and scattered into the sea.

"To ensure absolute safety, this is necessary." Walter carefully pushed up his glasses. "Who knows if his body is his real body? Therefore, the erasure of his soul is also imperative."

"And Pam, although you can't get off the train, if the situation changes, please let the train crash into you, causing as much damage as possible."

Pam blinked. "Should I help too?"

"Yes. By the way, can you get in touch with Aha?"

"That guy won't come unless you threaten him with an IOU."

"Then let's give it a try."

Walter: "If he's still breathing after all that..."

"He can still breathe?" Xing was dumbfounded. After this series of attacks, even Huanlong, who had taken Jianmu, had to beg for mercy and cry for help on the spot.

What kind of tenacious life must one have to survive?

Walter gripped his cane tightly, gritting his teeth as he said, "I'll use a pseudo-black hole to control him, then pry open his mouth... and pour in a large amount of Himeko coffee."

"Wow, that's awesome!" Xing exclaimed.

To force Uncle Yang to use such a deadly move, just how wicked must that Rakshasa be?

"Hoo~~" After a series of deployments, Walter took a deep breath, as if facing a war of cosmic apocalypse: "Gentlemen, the peace of the universe rests on this moment. You must all work together!"

The passengers on the train looked at each other, bewildered by the air conditioning.

Should they shout?

The atmosphere has gotten so tense, it wouldn't be appropriate not to shout.

"Uncle Yang..." March 7th pursed his lips and tentatively asked, "Is it possible that you've mistaken me for someone else?"

Walter's glasses flashed: "Mistaken identity?"

[Walter: @Rakshasa, this Mr. Chu... can you assure Marshal Hua of the Immortal Boat that from this moment on, every single word you utter is completely truthful?]

[Rakshasa: Hmm... If this can dispel everyone's doubts, then yes. Marshal of the Immortal Ship, I did not lie! I will ensure that the Immortal Ship fulfills its long-cherished wish to kill the Abundant Star God! You will thank me.]

Click!

Walter's non-prescription glasses lenses shattered on the spot.

Yes, absolutely right!

Although they are most likely not the same person, their core is exactly the same! Coupled with his demonstrated ability to plot massive conspiracies, is there any possibility of killing the wrong person?

If we don't get rid of this kind of person, are we just going to let him perform his signature sideways raises?

No, I can't hold back anymore.

[Walter: Marshal Hua, do not believe a single word this man says. At best, his words will only be partially true, just as they were when Lygus advised Star to leave Onpharos.]

[Rakshasa: Why is there such a huge prejudice against me?]

[Hua: What evidence do you have?]

Walter: ...I am an expert in physiognomy.

[Rakshasa: Huh?]

Am I really that bad? Do I look like some kind of born bad person?

[Hua: Huh? This... Haha, it seems the source of this information can't be disclosed? No problem, in that case, why don't we gather at the Immortal Ship, have a three-way confrontation, and talk things out?]

[Luo Sha: I have long admired trains, so naturally I have no objection.]

Walter: Okay!

Walter pushed up his empty glasses.

You said it yourself...

"Hmm... perhaps we could invite Ms. Black Tower, along with her other connections, over as well."

Xing looked at him, completely bewildered.

She strongly suspected that Walter would have brought in Beyer if Onpharos's men hadn't been unable to leave.

The scene then...

"Why is Uncle Yang acting so strangely?"

She didn't have a chance to think about it in depth.

The light curtain has moved to the next stage.

The red wine rippled gently under Kafka's swirl, and she languidly recalled the jumbled contents of the script: "As for the glass ribbon, that stage mourning the actors..."