The man was getting a little anxious, and he reached his other hand behind him.
Ye Xiaoxiao was afraid he would use a knife and hurt her child again.
At this moment, Ye Xiaoxiao stood up, holding the child, grabbed the man's hand and pushed hard, causing the man to scream loudly.
"Ah!" Caught off guard, the man had just drawn his knife when Ye Xiaoxiao's attack slashed his own hand, leaving a large gash. The man's scream immediately attracted the attention of the others still awake in the carriage.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" People are still very helpful these days.
Soon, someone found them in the limited light.
At this moment, Ye Xiaoxiao dared not trust anyone, as these people were all part of a gang.
She knew how rampant human traffickers were in later generations. They dared to snatch children openly. Let alone in the current situation.
"What's wrong with you?" the woman asked as the man screamed in agony, the air now thick with the smell of blood.
"Don't move! He has a knife!" Actually, the man himself had cut his hand with the knife, and the knife had already fallen to the ground.
Ye Xiaoxiao, holding the child, retreated to the window and held the man's right hand in her palm, feeling the bones in her hand creaking.
The man was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat, and the fruit knife in his hand fell to the ground. When the woman saw this, she reached for the knife, but Ye Xiaoxiao didn't even look at her and kicked her, hitting the woman squarely in the chin.
"Thud!" The woman fell backward into the aisle.
Then someone turned on a flashlight, and a beam of light finally illuminated the dimly lit carriage.
"What happened?" The person holding the flashlight was a young man. When the light shone on him, he could see the fruit knife and bloodstains on the ground.
"Call the police! Call the police now!" someone shouted.
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