Meanwhile, something had happened aboard another train speeding toward them.
A masked thug held a Soul Tool Gun against the back of the train conductor's head. He kept his leader's orders firmly in mind: if the conductor made a move, shoot him dead.
"Don't move! Move again and I'll kill you!" Seeing the conductor actually dare to try operating the train, one of the thugs instantly flew into a rage. His roar frightened the conductor into pulling his hand back.
"But we're going to crash."
"Then you still can't move!" This masked thug clearly did not have enough brains to spare.
After a difficult internal struggle, the conductor finally made his decision. Without braking, the passengers would certainly die. If he braked, they still had a chance of surviving.
While the thug was distracted, he reached out as fast as he could, pried open the cover over the Emergency Stop Button, and slammed his fist down.
Bang!
The conductor's hand had already reached the Emergency Stop Button, but he no longer had the strength to press it.
"Trying to pull a fast one right under my nose? You're looking down on me a little too much!" The masked thug wiped away his runny snot, his face full of pride and confidence.
Their last chance slipped away. When the robbers' leader returned merrily to the driver's cab with a huge sack of loot on his back, he saw a train already looming just beyond the windshield.
"You idiot! What have you done?!"
At the final instant before the collision, Ye Lingxing and Zhuo Shi moved simultaneously. One went forward and the other backward, forcibly tearing the entire twelve-car train apart at its midpoint.
It was a fright, but they escaped unharmed.
Standing atop the rear section's leading car, Zhuo Shi nodded