Chapter Seventy-Five

Just as that groping hand was a few centimeters away from touching Ji Wanmei.

A strong, muscular, wheat-colored arm suddenly came across, grabbed the groping hand, and twisted it hard.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Who are you? Damn it, my hand is about to break!"

Suddenly, a pig-like scream rang out from the corridor.

Ji Wanmei was startled and quickly turned around to look. She saw a lewd-looking man howling ferociously behind her, while Lei Tingjun was twisting the man's arm with a cold look in his eyes.

His large hand, like an iron clamp, squeezed the sleazy man until his face turned pale and he was covered in cold sweat.

Ji Wanmei also vaguely understood that the man must have tried to touch her inappropriately.

"You dare touch a single hair on her head?" Lei Tingjun's face was ashen, showing no intention of showing any mercy.

He slammed his fists down on the lewd man several times, beating him until the man cowered on the ground, groaning and begging for mercy, never daring to do it again.

"Hero, spare me! Hero, spare me! It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding. I didn't know she was your girlfriend!"

Lei Tingjun wouldn't listen to a single plea for mercy, because he was truly enraged.

He wasn't this angry when he went to catch the pickpocket.

This filthy thing dared to covet his woman, Lei Tingjun. The more Lei Tingjun thought about it, the angrier he became. Without any mercy, he grabbed the arm in his hand and twisted it with a snap.

The men squatting across from them, smoking, stared in disbelief, a chill running down their spines, because they had all heard the cracking sound of bones dislocating.

That sleazy guy's arm is probably ruined.

The man was beaten to the ground by Lei Tingjun and begged for mercy.

Lei Tingjun even wanted to kick him in the groin.

Upon seeing this, Ji Wanmei quickly stopped Lei Tingjun: "Lei Tingjun, that's enough, don't cause a death."

Ji Wanmei glanced down and saw that the man's lips had turned white and he was convulsing. If Lei Tingjun, wearing low-top leather boots, had kicked him with all his might, he would have been half-dead, if not killed.

Ji Wanmei was terrified of Lei Tingjun's impulsiveness, so she quickly grabbed her with both hands.

"Stop hitting him. He's already been punished for what you've done. He didn't do anything to me," Ji Wanmei said softly.

"Nothing happened because I happened to be here. If I hadn't been here, who knows what he might have done to you?" Lei Tingjun said with a grim face, glaring fiercely at the man on the ground.

Ji Wanmei could truly feel the fury emanating from him, because he dared not imagine what unimaginable things she would have encountered if he hadn't been there.

Ji Wanmei felt a warm current flow through her heart, making her feel incredibly safe.

At this moment, Luo Chunyan, who had finished using the toilet, also came out of the door.

Actually, she had heard pig-like screams and pleas for mercy outside while she was in the toilet, but she hadn't finished relieving herself yet, so there was no use in being anxious and she still couldn't get out.

After quickly relieving myself, I opened the door and saw Lei Tingjun again!

This time, however, it was because Ji Wanmei encountered a thug on the train. The man tried to grope her, but Lei Tingjun stopped him in time and beat him up!

After listening to Ji Wanmei's brief account, Luo Chunyan finally had a slightly different opinion of Lei Tingjun.

She felt that this big guy wasn't entirely useless; at least when Ji Wanmei was bullied, he could stand up for her and teach those ill-intentioned people a lesson.

"Meimei, why don't you go to the restroom first? We'll handle things here."

The man was seriously injured, which would inevitably alert the train crew and medical staff.

When the two flight attendants came over to ask what happened, Luo Chunyan started rambling on and on, vividly embellishing her story, saying that the man was a hooligan who had made unwanted advances towards the women and how indecent he was.

Lei Tingjun stood to the side with a sullen face, not uttering a word.

After Ji Wanmei came out, the flight attendant asked her a few more questions, but Ji Wanmei didn't want to say too much and simply nodded.

The flight attendant glanced at Lei Tingjun and said, "It's you again, young man."

At noon he caught a pickpocket in another carriage, and at night he caught a hooligan here. The security on this train depends entirely on him.

This time, however, he went a bit too far.

Leaving aside the punches, they were all on my abdomen and stomach, which couldn't be seen through my clothes.

When the Thunder Army beats someone, they almost always aim for the vital spots, unlike those impulsive young people who seem to want to show they've won and like to punch people in the face, but actually don't cause any real damage.

But unless they're really angry.

At that moment, the person on the ground took a solid punch to the face from Lei Tingjun.

Thunder Army was clearly furious.

The man was curled up on the ground, clutching his arm, sweating profusely, and in so much pain that he almost fainted.

The paramedics lifted the person up, frowning, and said, "This person probably needs to be taken over for emergency treatment."

Lei Tingjun then said, "First aid is fine, but he must be convicted of hooliganism and detained for half a month."

In the 1980s and 90s, hooliganism was a serious crime.

Moreover, this crime can be serious or minor, depending on the circumstances.

The flight attendant nodded: "Okay, we understand. Young man, thank you again for your courageous act; such virtue is truly rare."

Ji Wanmei also expressed her gratitude to the flight attendant before the group departed.

At this moment, Ji Wanmei was also very grateful that Lei Tingjun had accompanied her on the train.

If such a thing were to happen, with Officer Li's frail physique, how could he possibly be a match for these thugs? Moreover, he would likely find himself unable to reason with them.

But Lei Tingjun is different. He doesn't need to reason with the other party at all. He just uses his fists to speak and can beat you until you beg for mercy and admit your guilt. He doesn't give the other party a chance to argue.

Lei Tingjun said to Ji Wanmei, "There are all sorts of people on the train, so be careful. Wherever you're going, make sure you wait for me, don't wander off on your own. Got it?"

His voice was low and slightly hoarse from lack of rest.

To Ji Wanmei, however, there was an undeniable sincerity and gentleness in what she heard.

She nodded: "You should also be careful not to let your wound get infected."

Lei Tingjun's wound had bled a little more from beating up that thug, but he didn't care.

However, not wanting Ji Wanmei to worry, he put the bandaged hand into his pocket, which made him look nonchalant and roguish.

Ji Wanmei added, "After we get off the train tomorrow morning, Officer Li will take us directly to the largest wholesale market in Zhejiang. After he gets there, he will go and take care of his own business."

Lei Tingjun stared at her and nodded: "Okay, I understand. I'll wait for you there."