Vol 2 Chapter 767: ,Sakura Kinomoto
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Two Dimensional Journey
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- 2021-03-03 03:39:40
After activating the ‘Flying Thunder God’s Art’, Zhang Xiang’s eyes were distorted. Look. Yarn, Chinese website
When the scenery in front of him completely returned to normal, he was already in a utility room at Mihua Station.
After using his mental perception to determine that there was no one outside, Zhang Xiang trot towards the platform.
Because, based on the speed of that train, it is already carrying passengers on the train, and it ran a full lap on the Tokyo Metropolitan Railway.
At about this time, it will be back.
At this moment, in Mihua Station, there are still quite a few people around the platform, waiting for the train to pass by again.
They were all family members who knew their family members were on the train after receiving the news on the TV.
It's just that they are a little excited at this time, attacking the defense line barely surrounded by the police.
For them, because of the sealing order issued by the top management of the Metropolitan Police Department and not knowing what kind of environment their family members are in, they will naturally feel angry and restless.
Under the encouragement of some caring people, the masses in Mihua Station also became excited, and some people wanted to rush into the station room and occupy the entire station to stop the whole train.
When Zhang Xiang came out, it was exactly when this situation developed to its most intense period.
Under the excitement of the crowd, those policemen who could not pull out their pistols and could only use their bodies and temporary barriers to prevent the masses from advancing, all retreated steadily and were about to be rushed to the station room.
The turbulent flow of people rushed past Zhang Xiang, which made Zhang Xiang frowned slightly. Look. Yarn, Chinese website
In such a chaotic situation, if the train is stopped at Mihua Station, the train personnel who are frightened may be afraid, and there are already chaotic personnel in the station, making the whole situation worse. .
Finally, it may evolve into a situation where adults trample on people.
At this time, a girl with dark brown short and medium hair, dark green eyes, and a white student cap, dressed in a primary school uniform, with a pulley under her feet, was squeezed in front of Zhang Xiang. .
Maybe it was because there were roller shoes under the feet, or the pupils were squeezed by the adults to make them unstable, but her feet slipped, but the whole person fell to the ground.
"Ah..." The girl exclaimed, waving her hands forward.
And the crowd behind her, also under crowded conditions, is constantly moving forward.
If she fell to the ground, she would inevitably be trampled by the crowd behind.
But at this moment, Zhang Xiang's body moved slightly forward two steps.
An inexplicable aura seemed to emerge from him, but the crowd around him unconsciously gave way.
It's just between two steps.
The distance between Zhang Xiang and the girl was completely gone.
The girl who was waving her hands wildly, as if she was trying to grasp something, her eyes closed in fear, also felt her body sink into a strong embrace.
Just as the young girl was closing her eyes tightly, she didn't know what was going on, and was about to open her eyes, a male voice rang in her ears.
"It's okay..." Zhang Xiang gently asked the girl in his arms.
Looking at the other party's cute face and a slightly flustered look, Zhang Xiang couldn't help feeling a touch of familiarity.
Therefore, he will save the opponent without hesitation.
Of course, even if there is no such feeling.
Zhang Xiang would still take the shot, because making Lori hurt in front of her was the biggest slander of Lorikong.
"Ah? Ah! Sorry, I, I'm okay..." The girl opened her eyes, and suddenly saw that she was in Zhang Xiang's arms, and a blush appeared on her face.
Then, she hurriedly broke free from Zhang Xiang's arms.
"That, thank you very much..." The girl bent down slightly, and thanked Zhang Xiang.
"It's okay, it's just a matter of hand. It's just that, why did you show up here by yourself? You know, the trains in Tokyo have not been running normally since the afternoon. How can you show up in the station alone? "Zhang Xiang asked with some confusion.
"Um... because my friend is on the train. So, I want to come here to pick her up. But, I didn't expect that the adults here are so crazy..." The girl looked back with some fear The turbulent crowd around him.
However, at this time, she was considered to be abnormal.
Because the turbulent crowd is still moving in the direction of the car showroom.
However, after this turbulent crowd came to Zhang Xiang, they suddenly diverged.
It's like, Zhang Xiang's current location is like a stubborn rock that cannot be rushed away. After the torrent came to him, it had to diverge away.
Moreover, according to the girl's own observation.
The surging flow of people seemed to not feel that there was a gap here, but regarded this place as a stone pillar, and no one had the intention of coming together.
This surprised the girl.
‘This, this is magic, right? The girl was covering her mouth, thinking like this in her heart.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but grab the one hanging from her neck, like a bird pecking, with white wings on the side.
Only at this time.
From a distance, there was a sound of a series of cars driving.
And it was at this moment that Zhang Xiang spoke to this girl.
"What's your name?" Zhang Xiang looked at the train in the distance and asked the girl in front of him.
"Huh? Well, my name is Kinomoto Sakura, so I just call me Sakura..." The girl...no, a trace of doubt flashed across Sakura's face, she didn't understand why Zhang Xiang suddenly asked this question.
"So, Sakura, you said you also have friends on that train? Then, just follow me. The train is coming to the station..." Zhang Xiang finished saying this, and walked forward. .
And Sakura behind him was full of doubts as to why Zhang Xiang knew that the train was about to stop.
However, looking at Zhang Xiang's body about to go far, she still trot to follow...