Chapter 46 Robbery Alert (Completed)...

The door to the private room was suddenly opened from the outside.

"Is Xiao Zhang there?"

A strange man casually poked his head in and immediately asked if Xiao Zhang was there.

Xie Xun was forced to stop, stood up reluctantly, and said irritably:

"What Xiao Zhang? Who are you? You just barged in without knocking. Do we know you?"

The man chuckled, his eyes scanning the private room.

"I'm looking for someone, looking for someone, haha... Um, is this private room just for the two of you? You've got quite a spacious room. It's so comfortable being rich."

Xie Xun was already getting impatient.

"What's it to you? Get out!"

The man, leaning against the door with one hand, his face changed color, and he said with a forced smile:

"Young man, you've got quite a temper. Let me give you a piece of advice: this isn't your home, nobody's going to put up with you. With your attitude, be careful someone doesn't pull out your teeth or chop off your tongue one day, and even your pretty face will be scratched up."

The man's words contained a hidden threat, which made Xie Xun laugh in anger.

He casually held the folding scissors on the table behind his back, and walked towards the other person with a smile on his face.

"Then tell me what the road is like, and what will happen to someone like me?"

As the distance between the two drew closer, He Changyi suddenly patted Xie Xun on the shoulder from behind and stepped between them.

"We don't have the Xiao Zhang you're looking for here. You'd better try looking in another private room. It's getting dark, don't waste time."

The man's gaze slid from Xie Xun to He Changyi, looking her up and down, before he suddenly licked his lips and smiled.

"Alright, for the sake of the young lady, I won't hold this kid against you. However, I'm not saying this to scare anyone, so you'd better keep a close eye on him."

The man was quite decisive; he finished speaking and left, turning around to knock on the door of the next private room.

"Xiao Zhang? Is Xiao Zhang here?"

Xie Xun was still furious when he saw He Changyi frown and ponder for a moment, then suddenly open the door to leave. He instinctively tried to stop her, but heard her say:

"Go tell your uncle to be more careful tonight."

Xie Xun was puzzled, but He Changyi didn't have time to explain further and simply said:

"I suspect that guy wasn't looking for someone, but rather scouting the place."

Xie Xun, who was also frequently on the road, thought for a moment and immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

“Okay, I’ll go now. What about you? How about we all move to Uncle’s private room, including your four clients? That way, we’ll have someone to look after us at night, and it’ll be safer.”

He Changyi hurriedly said, "You make the arrangements, I'll go find the train conductor."

She went to the train crew's rest room, but unfortunately, the crew members on duty didn't know her, and the train conductor was a deeply ingrained racist.

When He Changyi informed the bus driver that there might be a robbery gang on board, the driver dismissively said:

"Hmph, a robbery gang, it's just Chinese people robbing Chinese people. This is an internal problem for you, and you should figure out how to solve it yourselves."

He Changyi said solemnly:

“This is not an internal conflict, but a crime that occurred on an international train. As the conductor, you have an obligation to ensure the safety of the passengers.”

The train conductor shrugged and said casually:

“There are no police officers on the bus, and I have no law enforcement authority. All I can do is call the police when we reach the next stop. In fact, this is an internal crime committed by your Chinese people. Why do you expect us Chinese to pay for it? You might as well ask your government to strengthen its management and stop sending criminals abroad. That would be more effective.”

Seeing the train conductor adopting a rogue-like attitude of "I can't and don't want to manage it," He Changyi asked him:

"There are robbers in the car. Aren't you worried about your personal safety?"

The train conductor burst into laughter upon hearing this.

“Naive girl! I was worried, but then I realized that the robbers from Zhongguo only rob people from Zhongguo. Even if I stood right next to them, no one would come to rob me.”

He winked at He Changyi suggestively.

"I've also heard that robbers don't target Zhongguo's officials; they usually travel in soft sleeper berths. And you're currently staying in an expensive soft sleeper compartment, so what do you have to worry about?"

"Power, how wonderful and decadent power is!"

The train conductor made it clear that he didn't care, but He Changyi tried every means to persuade him before he finally agreed to keep the lights on in the carriages at night and that the train attendants would patrol more often.

He Changyi returned to the carriage and told the four representatives that there might be robbers on the train and that they should be careful at night.

Director Peng, the representative of the state-owned enterprise, changed his expression.

"Why didn't you say so sooner? If I had known international trains were so dangerous, I wouldn't have come on this business trip!"

He Changyi suppressed his anxiety and tried his best to patiently soothe him:

"Most of the time it's relatively safe, and it's not that anything will definitely happen. The main thing is that we should be more careful so that we can be prepared in advance if something does happen."

Director Peng said angrily:

"Prepare? What preparation is there? The robbers have already come to our door, what can I prepare? Prepare to pay for my life?!"

He Changyi suppressed her temper and tried her best to speak calmly:

"Rest assured, since I invited you to Oros, I will definitely ensure your safety—"

Director Peng interrupted He Changyi impatiently.

"You promise? What guarantee do you have? You're just a young woman; even if robbers came, you might not be able to protect yourself. What use are you?"

That's a harsh way to put it, so a representative from a private company spoke up to offer some advice:

"Director Peng, calm down. These days, this is how it is when you travel far from home. There are highway robbers in our country too. When I went on a business trip to the south, there were soldiers on the train, and they still got robbed."

Director Peng was momentarily speechless, then muttered:

"How can that be the same thing..."

Two other representatives from private companies also spoke up to advise:

"That's how it is. You'll get used to it. There's nothing you can do. Nobody cares on the train. Even if the president or chairman were on the train, he couldn't stop someone from blowing up the tracks."

Director Peng sat down angrily to one side, turned his head away, and refused to look at the crowd.

"So you're all in cahoots, all speaking up for her. I've seen through you all. I've gotten myself on a pirate ship this time!"

By saying that, he offended the other three representatives.

The first representative to speak, Dong Dezhi, didn't tolerate him and went straight to He Changyi, saying:

"Do you have any handy tools? Scissors or fruit knife, anything will do. It's my first time going abroad, so I didn't dare bring my usual tools. If you have any, give me one. I don't believe that foreign robbers are any more dangerous than those in China!"

The other two representatives echoed this sentiment.

They were all salesmen who frequently traveled across the country on business, and they had seen a lot of crime on the road. It wasn't just that there might be robbers on trains; they often encountered situations where a whole village of young men with machetes forced a bus to stop.

Only an administrative manager like Director Peng, who sits in an office all year round and lives a life of ease, would be so frightened by the presence of robbers that he loses his composure.

He Changyi readily distributed several large steel wrenches from his suitcase to everyone. Dong Dezhi was overjoyed, took the wrench, and swung it a couple of times to test its feel, while asking curiously:

"Miss He, how did you end up bringing this on the train?"

He Changyi winked at him.

"I buy scrap steel, so it's not surprising that I carry some samples with me."

Upon hearing this, Dong Dezhi smiled and said:

"Not surprising, not surprising at all, this is perfectly normal!"

Although Director Peng stared out the window without saying a word, he was actually eavesdropping on everyone's conversation.

When Director Peng heard that He Changyi had brought up several weapons capable of smashing skulls under the guise of samples, he inwardly cursed with resentment:

They commit all sorts of evil deeds and act with utter lawlessness!

After he finished cursing, he didn't hear He Changyi leave. Instead, her boyfriend, who was following her, entered the private room and chatted and laughed with everyone familiarly.

A little while later, the slick old black marketeer also came in.

"What's there to be afraid of? Let me tell you, I know all those robbers. They're very disciplined; they don't rob people they know. You're lucky to be in the same private room as me!"

He Changyi's teasing voice rang out.

"Then why are you sleeping on the floor here? Since you don't have to worry about being robbed, wouldn't it be better to go back to your own private room and sleep on the bed?"

The old speculator paused.

"Well, well... I was just worried about you guys. I know them well, but you don't. What if we end up with nothing? How will we ever see each other again?"

It's unclear whether the young reseller was trying to explain or adding fuel to the fire.

"Third Uncle is right. Even if he knows the boss above, he may not know the underlings below. If he is really robbed, he won't even have time to call the boss's name."

Director Peng wanted to go to the restroom to relieve himself, but none of the three clueless guys would leave. Everyone was chatting and laughing, creating a harmonious atmosphere, making him seem like an invisible man.

Since his promotion, Director Peng had never encountered such blatant exclusion and cold treatment, which fueled his growing anger.

Coupled with the heavy pressure from his bladder, he finally couldn't bear it any longer and stood up abruptly.

The laughter and chatter stopped, and everyone turned to look at Director Peng.

Director Peng, with a stiff face and a forced composure, strode into the bathroom with his chest out and head held high.

After emptying his bladder, it felt as if the water in his brain had also been expelled, and he suddenly remembered the scene he had just witnessed.

—There seem to be three bedding blankets on the ground?

When Director Peng went out again, he carefully examined the ground and found that there were indeed three bedding sets, complete with pillows and blankets.

Director Peng had a vague guess in his mind when He Changyi's voice suddenly rang out.

"Director Peng, you can rest assured now. Even if a robber comes to your door, he'll have to get over me before he can take you."

The suspicions were confirmed, and Director Peng was secretly pleased, but with a straight face, he said something insincere:

"Who can a little girl like you protect? You should protect yourself first. Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew?"

Xie Xun added with a smile:

"Changyi isn't just bragging; she's seriously trained. If it really comes down to it, there aren't many people on the bus who could beat her."

Director Peng was overjoyed!

"Forget it, what's the point of saying this? Let's wait until they actually arrive. I'm going to sleep, so keep your voices down."

He quickly crawled under the covers, peeking out at the outside with his eyes half-closed.

Dong Dezhi, who was in the same private room, gave his bunk to He Changyi and slept on the floor himself, but He Changyi still stayed in the private room on this side.

So Director Peng went to sleep contentedly.

The train was in an uproar in the middle of the night, but Director Peng was sound asleep and unaware of it until the morning when he heard that several carriages next to his had been robbed.

"Very fierce!"

When Dong Dezhi returned from watching the commotion, his face was pale, and he almost vomited when he saw the fried sausage in his breakfast.

"There was a fat man wearing a gold ring, and he couldn't take it off, so the bandits chopped his finger off!"

Director Peng had just stuffed the greasy sausage into his mouth when he heard this, unsure whether to chew it or spit it out. In the end, he stretched his neck and forced it down.

"Luckily, the lights are still on here at night, and there are patrolling train attendants, otherwise we would have been robbed too."

Xie Shirong, adopting an air of worldly experience, comforted him:

"We've already robbed it, so let's not think about these things anymore. Luckily, we have a scapegoat, otherwise we would be the ones who suffer."

Director Peng, clinging to a sliver of hope, pressed on with further questions:

"Really? They won't come to rob us again?"

Xie Shirong said with certainty:

"You can rest assured, these guys will get off the bus and run away as soon as they're done robbing. They're probably having a good time in the casino right now."

Director Peng was relieved and said repeatedly, "That's good, that's good."

After breakfast, Xie Shirong started making arrangements to move back to his private room. His old back couldn't take sleeping on the hard floor all night.

Xie Xun also carried the two people's bedding to move back. The room was filled with smelly old men snoring and grinding their teeth. It was much more refreshing and comfortable to share a room with He Changyi.

He Changyi, however, poured cold water on the idea.

"We can't move it."

Xie Xun and Xie Shirong paused, turning to look at her simultaneously.

After examining the severed finger, Director Peng returned, now extremely anxious. Upon hearing this, he urgently asked:

Why can't we move?

He Changyi's expression was extremely serious.

"The train conductor told me that the robbers last night were different from usual, and that he even tried to rob them. If we hadn't arrived at the station at that time, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to stop them from getting into the sleeper car."

More importantly, she saw the man in the dining car who had previously inquired about "Xiao Zhang".

Or rather, a hidden robber.

Director Peng's legs went weak. After staggering a couple of steps, he plopped down on his bunk, his eyes filled with bloody, severed fingers.

"No, I'm not going to Mosk, I want to get off!"

Xie Xun put down his bedding and said with a stern face:

"It's too late. We won't arrive at the next stop until tomorrow morning."

Xie Shirong remained silent, pulled a pair of stockings from his pocket, and then rummaged through a handful of coins, stuffing all the coins into the stockings.

"What's the use of being afraid? What's meant to happen will happen. Do you think people will stop taking it from you just because you're afraid?"

He gripped the top of the stocking, the other end of which was stuffed with coins, and swung it twice in the air. The stocking, filled with coins, slammed against the door with a "clang," leaving a small dent.

He Changyi's eyes lit up, and he praised:

"Uncle Xie, you have this skill too."

Xie Shirong habitually boasted:

"Oh, what's this? I've been in Oros for so many years, I must have some tricks up my sleeve to save my life, otherwise I would have been eaten up long ago. How could I possibly get rich..."

Xie Xun coughed lightly, pulled a stun gun from his lower back, and gently handed it to He Changyi.

"I had someone adjust the power; it can electrocute someone when it's on full blast. However, the battery life is limited, so you'll need to replace it after each use. Be careful when you use it."

Xie Shirong glanced at it with envy and said sourly:

"They didn't give the good stuff to Third Uncle, but saved it for the woman..."

Xie Xun gave him a perfunctory smile and continued to teach He Changyi how to use the stun gun.

Director Peng asked hopefully:

"You all have weapons and have dealt with robbers before, so are we safe this time?"

He still had some sense of shame, so he changed "I" to "we" before saying it.

He Changyi's response was to hand him a wrench.

"Director Peng, I really want to say yes, but unfortunately, when that time comes, we may not have the resources to protect you."

Director Peng held the heavy wrench in his arms, his expression a mixture of laughter and tears.

"Alas! Alas! I should have known better. I shouldn't have come to Oros, I shouldn't have come!"

Regardless of regret or panic, darkness fell regardless of human will.

That night, no one in the private room could sleep.

The screams seemed to be right next to me. The train attendants had long since stopped patrolling, and only the lights in the carriages were still on.

He Changyi had Xie Shirong's cargo bags moved over and placed in front of the door as the first line of defense against the robbers.

Xie Shirong tried to stop him, saying with heartache, "That's a top-quality sheepskin jacket!"

He Changyi shut him up with a single sentence.

"Is money more important or life?"

Xie Shirong clicked his tongue and whispered, "Money is my lifeline!"

However, he did not stop him again.

The sounds grew closer, and chaos broke out outside the compartment. Clearly, the robbers had finished robbing the adjacent compartment and had moved on to the new one.

"Hand over all the money!"

"Help!"

"Stop hitting me, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you, okay..."

"Someone come here!"

"Bang!"

Inside the private room, Director Peng, who was gripping the wrench tightly, trembled in fright and shouted nervously:

"Gun! They have guns! I'm going to die, we're all going to die!"

The other three representatives looked very grim; they hadn't expected the train robbers to be so vicious, far exceeding their expectations.

Amid the panic, He Changyi's calm voice rang out.

"Don't panic, that's not a gun, it's a gas gun with steel balls inside."

Director Peng said in despair:

"A gas gun is still a gun, so what's the point of talking about it?!"

He grumbled on and on, "If I'd known, I wouldn't have insisted on going on this business trip. I should have let the new guy in the office make the trip. Now look what's happened. If I'm stuck here, all those people in the office will be laughing their heads off... It's just a pity for my wife and kids, and my old mother. Without me, how will they survive..."

His self-pitying words greatly disturbed the minds of the others in the private room. Even the cunning Xie Shirong was clearly somewhat shaken at this moment.

If Director Peng continued speaking, the people in the private room would have to surrender before the robbers even arrived.

He Changyi rudely interrupted him.

"A gas gun is definitely not a gun."

Director Peng was about to retort when He Changyi slammed something heavily on the table.

"Because this is what a gun is."

Upon seeing the gleaming black Glock pistol on the table, everyone fell silent.

Xie Shirong praised from the bottom of his heart:

"Damn it, so you were hiding this good stuff all along!"

Xie Xun looked at He Changyi probingly, but she didn't look at him and instead lowered her voice to say:

"I don't believe you don't have it."

Xie Xun laughed and replied in a similarly low voice:

"Of course I have them, but I didn't dare bring them back to China, afraid of scaring my family."

With a real gun in the wings, everyone seemed to have gained a courage buff. Even Director Peng, who complained the most, kept quiet and quietly moved behind He Changyi, stating with certainty that this was to avoid accidentally injuring their own people.

No one was in the mood to argue with him; they waited with bated breath for that moment to arrive.

Finally, the chaos outside spread to this private room.

First, someone outside turned the doorknob.

However, He Changyi and the others had already jammed the door handle, making it impossible to open the door from the outside.

So the robbers outside started kicking and hacking at the door with knives, and the gas gun blasted several small holes in the door.

Fortunately, the cargo bag blocked the steel ball from hitting anyone.

Xie Shirong smacked his lips in distress, his face scrunched up like a walnut.

Director Peng was terrified; every time someone outside kicked him, he would tremble nervously.

He Changyi couldn't help but worry that if the people outside kicked him again, he would shake so badly that he would develop Parkinson's disease.

Fortunately, the robbers outside were unable to pry open the compartment door before the train arrived at the station.

He Changyi and his group once again narrowly escaped disaster.

When the noise outside completely subsided and it was daylight, He Changyi went out to check the situation and saw that the door to the private room was severely damaged, the hinges were almost broken, and the door panel was about to fall off.

Seeing that it was safe outside, Xie Shirong couldn't wait to go out and find out more. When he returned, his face was a mixture of relief and schadenfreude.

"It's so tragic, I'm telling you, it's really tragic. I've never seen such an unlucky person."

Director Peng, who had just caught a short nap, asked anxiously, "What happened? How bad is it?"

Xie Shirong said, "Oh my, you can't even imagine! It was so bad I can't even describe it. The car next door had already been robbed once before, and they were robbed again yesterday. They said they had no money, but the robbers didn't believe them. They made them strip naked and searched them. They found money in their underwear, and the robbers beat them up. I saw that the person was disfigured!"

Director Peng gasped in surprise.

The others were drawn to Xie Shirong's words and were even more grateful that He Changyi was there; otherwise, if the robbers had broken in last night, they would have been among those who got beaten up.

"Is this even human? This is absolutely cruel!"

"They're even more ruthless than highway robbers in China! They take the money and then beat people up; they're utterly inhuman!"

With a larger audience, Xie Shirong became more enthusiastic, deliberately lowering his voice and speaking in a curious and excited tone:

"There's more, I'll tell you in secret, but you absolutely mustn't tell anyone else."

Director Peng pressed on with curiosity, "What could be more cruel than this?"

Xie Shirong's voice lowered even further.

"Two women in the hard sleeper compartment borrowed money to come to Moscow to work as middlemen. When the robbers tried to rob them, they were reluctant to pay for their safety, and as a result, they were gang-raped! Twice!"

Director Peng's gasp for breath grew even louder.

Everyone looked at each other, bewildered. What... what was the best way to put this...?

"Sigh, so young and naive. Is money more important than life?"

"It'll be hard for her to get married in the future..."

"Maybe they're already married."

Xie Shirong was still not satisfied. This kind of bloody violence mixed with a bit of erotic gossip is what men love most. Even though he was terrified by the brutality of the robbers before, he has now found a new source of fun.

"I just went to check, the bed was covered in blood, tsk tsk tsk, so pitiful, I wonder if it's rotting down there..."

Suddenly, He Changyi, who had just returned from outside, interrupted him rudely.

"Enough, shut up!"

Xie Shirong was startled and shuddered. After realizing what had happened, he muttered resentfully:

"I wasn't talking about you, I was just saying... Besides, isn't this the truth?"

He Changyi said sternly:

"You think it's glorious to use other people's tragic experiences as gossip? If this door hadn't been closed yesterday, do you think you would have been luckier than the victim? When others are gleefully discussing how you were sodomized, you'll know what 'just talk' means and what 'facts' really are!"

He Changyi rarely lost his temper, so Xie Shirong didn't dare to speak anymore and quietly pursed his lips.

He's already this old. Even if the robbers were to choose someone to rape, they'd rape the pretty boy Xie Xun first. He's perfectly safe.

Everyone quieted down, and an awkward silence fell over the private room.

Surprisingly, Director Peng was the first to break the silence.

"Two poor, innocent girls. How heartbroken their parents would be if they knew about this... The blame lies entirely with those inhuman beasts. They should all be executed! No, execution is too lenient. They should be subjected to the death by a thousand cuts!"

He looked so indignant that everyone suddenly remembered he had an only daughter, which explained his anger.

"Yes, yes, it's all the robbers' fault. I don't think they'll let the two girls go even if they pay them."

"That's so pitiful. Let's not mention this again and just let it go."

He Changyi stopped talking, even though she had a lot to say.

For example, it is not the victim's shame, but the perpetrator who should be shamed; another example is that the real past is about punishing the perpetrators as they deserve, rather than using "not mentioning" as a magic bullet for solving problems.

But given the current social climate, debating scriptures is useless; it would be better to spend precious time helping the victims.

She took out a portable medicine box from her suitcase, asked Xie Shirong for the location of the victim's private room, and then left with the medicine box.

Xie Xun, carrying a wrench and a stun gun, chased after them.

"I'll go with you."

He Changyi glanced at him and tacitly allowed him to follow.

Only after the two left did Xie Shirong dare to complain.

"What a tigress! She won't even let me say anything, even though it's none of her business..."

Director Peng said, "I think Xiao He is right. You are saying these things to seek excitement, not out of sympathy for the two girls. I think you are not young anymore. Before saying such things, think about your children at home. As a parent, you should always set a good example for your children."

Xie Shirong said sullenly:

"Alright, alright, you're all great people, and I'm just an ordinary guy. I won't share any news with you anymore, it's pointless..."

On the other side, He Changyi gave the two victims some basic first aid, stopping the bleeding, bandaging them, and then gave them two anti-inflammatory pills.

She wasn't the only one there; female passengers from other carriages rushed over after hearing the news, some offering comfort, others wiping her body, and still others cursing the inhuman robbers.

"These bastards, they all deserve to die a horrible death!"

"You did nothing wrong. Even if you were a man, could you possibly escape from a bunch of bandits?"

"Putting everything else aside, once we get off the bus, we'll act like nothing happened and continue living our lives as before. We can't let a mad dog ruin our lives."

"Yes, just consider it as being bitten by a rabid dog. The beast is going crazy, it has nothing to do with you!"

The two victims, who were initially numb and desperate, finally broke down in tears in the warm embrace of their sister.

He Changyi went to the train conductor to discuss sending the victim to the hospital at the next station, or finding a quiet place on the train to recuperate.

Unexpectedly, even the train conductor was terrified.

"They pointed guns at my head!"

The train conductor was rambling incoherently, his hands nervously clasped together.

"They threatened me! They want to kill me!"

It took He Changyi a lot of effort to calm the shaken train attendant down and get the train conductor's location.

The train conductor showed no kindness after learning He Changyi's purpose.

"Hospital? Rest room? Humph, my train is now a ward full of wounded soldiers!"

He roared furiously, "You Chinese are a bunch of outright robbers! Robbers!"

He Changyi had to use all her patience to talk to him properly.

"If you don't want your train to become a funeral home, you must now gather all the wounded together and care for them, instead of letting them scatter in different carriages and die from blood loss and pain!"

The train commander finally calmed down a bit, or perhaps He Changyi's roar was even louder than his.

He agreed to designate the front carriage as the wounded area, move the original passengers there to other carriages, and use the train's public address system to find doctors and nurses among the passengers.

The train conductor also contacted the next station they were arriving at, where ambulances from a local hospital would be waiting on the platform to pick up all the injured.

He Changyi stayed at the front of the vehicle to take care of the wounded, using up all the bandages and anti-inflammatory drugs in his portable medicine kit.

Xie Xun stayed by her side the whole time. While she was washing the wound with hydrogen peroxide, he was responsible for holding down the screaming wounded soldier.

He Changyi finally breathed a sigh of relief after the train arrived at the station and the wounded were taken away. Covered in blood, he returned to his compartment, exhausted.

Xie Shirong has already moved back to his private room, and He Changyi also wants to move back. Director Peng said cautiously:

"Maybe we should stay here. We haven't reached Mosk yet, and who knows what might happen on the train..."

The others also urged He Changyi to stay, and Director Peng even offered his own bunk to Xie Xun.

After a long day, He Changyi was too tired to move back, so she decided to stay here instead.

Xie Xun didn't hesitate; wherever she was, he was there too.

Exhausted, both mentally and physically, He Changyi fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow. When Xie Xun wiped the bloodstains off her face with a warm, damp towel, she only turned over in annoyance.

At night, everyone in the private room was fast asleep. After two consecutive nights of robberies, no one believed that a third one would happen.

After all, who would bother to rob a train that has already been robbed twice and is almost completely looted?

However, if the people on the bus had heard of Murphy's Law, they would know that if something can go wrong, it will, no matter how small the chance.

At the darkest hour of the night, a piercing scream suddenly erupted inside the car.

He Changyi was startled awake, and the next moment, the already broken door of the private room was suddenly kicked over from the outside!

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Author's Note: *Quoted from the internet