A few passengers who hadn't gotten off the train saw the group of soldiers and didn't dare to breathe loudly. Another passenger wanted to squeeze past them, but when he saw them, he quietly retreated and got off the train through another door.
The 20 soldiers formed two teams. When they walked out, the sight was eye-catching. Passersby couldn't help but look over.
The last passenger walked out of the carriage. He was carrying an old and slightly dirty denim backpack. As he walked, he looked at the group in front with a cold gaze.
He was holding a cell phone in his hand. His dark purple lips moved slightly as he spoke to the person on the other end of the cell phone. "Once she leaves the train station, just stab her and retreat into the crowd. No one will be able to find you.
