The man in the lower bunk acted like a jeer all the way, glaring at her from time to time, or making "tsk tsk" sounds when she came down to eat or go to the bathroom.
If this hadn't just happened, I would have kept a low profile and punched him twice to let him know why the flowers are so red and why I'm not to be messed with.
Arriving at Dushi Station, I inquired about directions to the Third Line Factory and headed straight for the station, backpack in hand. I boarded the train and bought a ticket. The Third Line Factory was a key project, remote, but fortunately, there was a dedicated bus service.
It took about 4 hours to get there from the train station. I found an empty seat at the back and dozed off by the window. I fell asleep while swaying, but the driver suddenly braked and woke me up.
What's going on? I tilted my head and looked out the window. Someone was trying to get in. The driver seemed reluctant to open the door, until someone picked up a stone, clearly saying, "Let's see what happens."
The driver reluctantly opened the door, and several people boarded, cursing and swearing, their eyes fixed on the people on the bus. This bus was a special line, and there were a lot of women and children on board, probably visiting relatives.
"Be more aware and take out all your valuables. Don't wait for us to get our hands on them! If we do, it'll be hard to say what will happen. Hehehe."
The little guy who was talking, with his green eyes and smile, was too vulgar and irritating. The driver wanted to speak, but the leader hit him on the head with a stick. "Shame on you! We've been on this road for so long, and you're not even opening the door, are you trying to be a hero? I'm going to kill you."
Blood oozed from between his fingers, and the driver, clutching his head, dared not speak. "Hurry up, all of you! Don't hesitate to pay! We'll rip you off!" He gestured at the people in the car with a stick and threw a bag.
'Ding' Some people were afraid to throw in a silver bracelet, some threw in money and bills, and some threw in a pair of silver earrings.
Pointing at Jiang Cha with a stick, he said, "Where's your money? Hurry up and don't wait for me to get it. Actually, it's okay for us brothers to have fun with you." The leader saw that Jiang Cha didn't move, so he spoke harshly.
Seeing that she still didn't move, he was furious and snatched the ginger tea bag with a curse. He poured it out, and everything except two changes of clothes fell to the ground with a "clang".
Green Bean Eyes was speechless at that time, his hands shaking like he was having a seizure, "Boss, this..." The boss holding the stick and everyone else in the car looked at Jiang Cha's feet.
A butcher knife wrapped in newspaper, the blade is shiny and the handle is made of wood, the original color cannot be seen, you know what is on it without asking.
He slowly picked up the knife and said, "Would you believe me if I said the blood on the knife wasn't human blood?" "Don't listen to her. I'm not afraid of being scared. I don't believe she dares to cut anyone with a broken knife." The boss patted his chest and looked at Jiang Cha.
The followers on the side were cheering, "Haozi, you are really a rat's guts, you were scared by a little girl, come on and touch it quickly to see if it's slippery."
Mouse was such a green-eyed person, he really reached out to her, but Jiang Cha grabbed him, twisted his arm and broke his fist. Mouse squealed in pain, and his followers were stunned, not expecting to run into a martial artist.
The boss rushed over and headed for Jiang Cha's head, the stick grazing Jiang Cha's ears with the wind, forcing her to dodge. He raised his foot and kicked her in certain places, and the boss, unable to hold the stick, stepped back with his legs folded inwards.
"Come on, I'll give her to you if you catch her, play with her as you please." "You gave her to them because you're no longer good enough, right? Did you break up with a kick or become a eunuch?" The boss was in pain and angry, sitting there with his eyes rolled back.
The followers were so numerous and powerful that they could only queue up to get through the narrow aisle of the bus. The passengers on the bus were so scared that they crowded together on both sides of the front of the bus, close to the windows.
The narrowness of the car is an advantage for Jiang Cha. She is thin and can dodge here without being affected. She can also break an arm or kick the stomach at any time.
"Chicken flying and eggs broken" requires space, they are too crowded and can't aim accurately. Soon they are all injured and ready to end the fight. Green Bean Eyes took out a fruit knife with one hand and said, "If you break my arm, I will stab you to death."
He grabbed the butcher knife nearby and struck his wrist with the back of the knife, seizing the opportunity to grab the knife. He stuffed both knives into his schoolbag and then removed his other hand.
The thugs were lying on the ground in all directions, and Jiang Cha walked forward with a large bag on her back. The thugs passing by moved their butts to make room for her.
I approached the driver and asked him if he was okay and could still drive. His face was covered in blood and he was dizzy, probably suffering from a concussion. I asked my driver to sit next to me and give me directions. I started the engine, shifted gears, and pressed the clutch. Luckily, I had learned to drive a manual transmission for a cheaper price.
I had never driven such a large vehicle before, so I started off with some bumps and bruises, but luckily it became smooth sailing after a while. Under the guidance of the driver, I drove the vehicle into the Third Line Factory.
The security guards at the gate were startled by a car full of screaming women and children. Jiang Cha parked the car at the gate, opened the door, and everyone ran out.
When the driver got out of the car, his face covered in blood, the security department even pulled out their guns. They talked about what had happened, including the unlucky thugs in the car, all of whom had broken arms and legs, and one was "disabled".
Jiang Cha was the last one to go out. Her bag fell apart when Green Bean Eyes shook it. She picked up her clothes that were covered with footprints. She felt that she could punch them a few more times.
"Hello, I'm Lv Yingzhuang, the security officer at the Third Line Factory. The aunties and children downstairs are talking nonsense. Could you tell us more about what's going on?"
The dirty clothes were stuffed into the bag, and the driver said, "Hello, Secretary Lu, I am Jiang Cha, who came here on a business trip from the Capital Steel Plant." The story goes like this: they stopped the car on the road and hit the driver on the head. They asked everyone to pay, and those who didn't pay would be treated as hooligans.
I was traveling on business and kept a butcher knife in my bag for self-defense. That green-eyed guy dug it out, and that's how we ended up in a fight and injured them.
"Comrade Jiang, please get off first. Please understand our work and come with me to the security department. Thank you for your cooperation." After saying that, he got off the car with Jiang Cha and went to the security department with the other aunts.
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