She wanted to call Lu Rong back. Everyone in the carriage heard Lu Rong's voice. Since everyone had children at home, they were particularly sensitive to the word "children" and all looked towards the source of the voice.
The young man tried to run away with the child in his arms, but Lu Rong held him tightly. The young man used all his strength to kick and punch the hand that was holding him. The difference in strength between men and women is obvious, especially since Lu Rong was already weak and grief-stricken from losing his son. How could he be a match for a young man in his prime? In no time, Lu Rong's hands were swollen from being stepped on, and he was even kicked in the head several times.
Lu Heng reacted very quickly, but the moment he took a step, he was tripped and fell to the ground. His foot was pinned down by a fat man, who was the old woman's husband.
They're in cahoots.
Qiao Wanyue reacted almost instantly.
This is a group of human traffickers.
But reason told her that things weren't that simple.
She turned to look out the window. The train had stopped at a station and would depart again in ten minutes. People were getting on and off the train, and if someone caused trouble in the chaos, it would inevitably lead to panic.
Qiao Wanyue forced herself to calm down.
She put her hands in her pockets, used her mind to control the space, and found a handy and small weapon—a sharp knife—that she had found when she ransacked the Yang family's house. She threw it into a corner of the space.
She discreetly slipped the knife into her pocket.
The carriage was noisy and chaotic, but the man opposite me remained calm as he flipped through his book.
What do you want to do?
Lu Heng's body went limp, and his eyes were glazed over.
He was drugged.
"Brother Lu Heng, don't move." Qiao Wanyue didn't know what kind of drug Lu Heng had been given. The spiritual water in her space had the effect of antidote, but she was afraid that those people were ruthless. If it was a poisonous drug, Lu Heng's life would be in danger.
Lu Heng obediently lay down on the ground.
"Get out of here!" The older woman overpowered the little boy's mother, pinning her down, and yelled as she ordered her companions to retreat.
At this point, the train police had already arrived at the connecting area between the carriages.
Qiao Wanyue also saw that blue color.
She dared not make any rash moves. If these people dared to make a move at the train station, there must be more than just a few of them. Behind the train police officer standing at the connection between the carriages stood several burly men, looking at her fiercely.
Qiao Wanyue frowned.
What incredible luck!
She now only has two choices: either call for help or watch Lu Rong die.
The moment she opened her mouth, she saw the sharp-tongued young man holding the child in one arm and gesturing with his other hand to slap Lu Rong on the neck. Qiao Wanyue broke out in a cold sweat.
"Comrade, please don't hurt my mother-in-law. I'll give you whatever money you want." Qiao Wanyue raised her hands. She glanced at the people in the carriage and then realized that the old woman was full of hostility, as if she were stained with blood.
These people are all desperate criminals.
Qiao Wanyue forced herself to calm down. She put her feet on the car seat, raised her hands, and took out money from her pocket. "Comrade, my mother-in-law's grief over losing her husband is only seven days old. If you spare her life, I will give you all of my father-in-law's pension."
The man across from me finally looked up.
His deep eyes met Qiao Wanyue's calm, still eyes.
He was stunned for a moment.
Immediately, I realized what was going on.
She was deliberately bluffing.
No wonder she's Lu Yunzhou's woman.
Qiao Wanyue understood in her heart.
The person opposite me knows me.
Whether they are friend or foe is unknown.
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