The middle-aged couple never expected that the girl who looked so easy to bully could be so fierce!
They've sold plenty of crazy women; many of them ended up in their hands and went crazy even if they weren't.
Ning Yuan ran two carriages behind, hearing the person chasing closely behind her.
She ran past a train table where people were playing cards, then suddenly turned back and grabbed a fruit knife from the table: "Excuse me, can I borrow this?"
After saying that, he continued running forward desperately, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
She knew she didn't even need to rush to the dining car; as long as she could alert the train police or crew, she could escape!
Fortunately, many people had already gotten off the bus, and when the passengers saw someone rushing towards them, most of them instinctively moved aside.
Some people, hearing the shouts behind them for help to catch the madman, disregarded everything and stretched out their feet to block him.
Ning Yuan dodged two, but was suddenly slapped in the face with a copy of the Workers' Daily from who-knows-where.
Her vision was obstructed, and she stumbled, almost falling.
In that instant of hesitation, her long braid was roughly grabbed: "We've caught this crazy woman!"
A tearing pain shot through Ning Yuan's scalp, and she struggled angrily: "Let go! They're human traffickers! Call the train police!"
The middle-aged intellectual-looking man who had grabbed her braid paused for a moment, then looked at the people chasing after them from a distance.
"Hey comrade, thank you for helping me hold onto my girl. She's gone mad and ran out of her berth. Be careful she doesn't hurt anyone!"
A woman not far away covered her bleeding nose and hurriedly called out.
The bespectacled middle-aged intellectual, bursting with a sense of justice, grabbed Ning Yuan's head and slammed it to the ground: "Don't worry..."
Before he could even utter the word "heart," he felt a chill on the back of his hand, where the skin was torn open and blood gushed out!
Ning Yuan didn't care that he was just a passerby at all, and slashed him hard with a knife.
"Ah!" The middle-aged intellectual exclaimed subconsciously, releasing his grip on Ning Yuan's braid.
But he wouldn't give up and grabbed her arm, pulling hard.
Ning Yuan angrily shoved him backward, causing him to stumble, and continued charging forward.
"The madman has injured someone!"
"Get out of the way!"
Now no one dared to stop a crazy woman with a knife; most people were keeping their distance.
The middle-aged intellectual, clutching his bleeding hand, shouted angrily at Ning Yuan's back, "The world is going to the dogs! The world is going to the dogs!"
"You bunch of cowards, cowards! Knock the knife out of her hand! Are you going to wait for this madwoman to hurt you?!"
When he shouted that, the people in the carriages in front of him looked at each other in confusion.
A family near the carriage door immediately started shouting, "That's right, everyone come and catch this lunatic! She's just a woman, what's there to be afraid of!"
The old lady was especially angry: "That crazy woman has hurt so many people, including us. We all had to work together!"
People still have some sense of justice these days. Upon hearing that many people had been injured, many immediately stood up.
It was just a young girl, not some burly man!
But it seems there's no need for anyone to intervene.
Suddenly, someone grabbed the hand of the petite, crazy girl, and she dropped the dagger from her grasp.
The old woman turned her head and looked, then immediately became happy: "Ah, the soldiers are really something, they caught that madman!"
Moreover, the crazy girl seemed to be intimidated by the two soldiers and obediently allowed them to hold her in the middle!
But when she shouted that, the group of thugs who looked like "family members" who had rushed over stopped in their tracks.
A soldier?
However, a ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he pushed aside the group of thugs.
When he looked at the two tall figures in military green, he wore another honest, helpless, and bitter expression.
"Oh, thank you both so much for helping us catch this troublesome little girl at home!"
As he spoke, he pointed to a few people around him: "My son can't even keep an eye on girls, so I brought some of the village's nephews and nieces to pick him up. You can just give him to me."
The soldier in the lead was handsome and sunny, but his eyes were cold and stern: "Is that so? What's her name?"
The middle-aged man said crisply, "Ningning, we all call her Ningning."
Standing beside him was a soldier with exceptionally handsome features, yet whose eyes held a sharp and unfathomable gaze. He chuckled lightly.
"That's pretty impressive. Being a kidnapper isn't easy these days; you need to have some intelligence-gathering skills."
The middle-aged man was taken aback, as if puzzled: "What are you two comrades talking about?"
But his figure had already retreated silently.
Ning Yuan, who had been blocked by two tall figures, sneered: "What, what are you afraid of? Weren't you chasing so closely just now?"
The middle-aged man turned to run away, but when he turned around, he froze.
Before anyone knew it, two figures in military green had appeared at the back of the carriage.
Even Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment. Ah, when did Chen Chen bring people to block that carriage? How did they get over there?
Everyone else in the carriage realized something was wrong. One of the soldiers had just said that the group chasing people were—kidnappers.
Only the old woman pointed at Ning Yuan excitedly and cursed her, spitting as she went: "What kidnapper? Even if she is a kidnapper, she's a madwoman, she deserves to be kidnapped!"
Nobody paid them any attention.
A middle-aged, thin, honest-looking man, along with a few thugs, were blocked on the road.
His once thin and honest face had turned into a ruthless and ferocious one; this time, he had met his match!
He suddenly raised his hand and flung the butterfly spring dagger in his hand fiercely at Ning Yuan.
The gaunt middle-aged man didn't care whether the shot hit or not; the feint was just to buy time. He turned around and shouted, "Go!!"
The train had been moving for a while now, but it hadn't reached full speed yet.
Those thugs who were with them suddenly darted towards the car windows on both sides!
They weren't very tall, but they rolled down the car window and darted out, stepping over other passengers with incredible agility.
He actually had a shrewd, fearless attitude, as if he wasn't afraid of falling to his death!
The surrounding passengers screamed instantly!
But the next moment, those guys were all grabbed by the collar and pulled back, then slammed to the ground.
The middle-aged, gaunt man's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he pulled out a dagger, intending to take the surrounding passengers hostage.
But the next moment—"crack!"—his wrist was instantly snapped and broken by someone's foot.
"Bang—!" Another heavy blow came from behind, and the sound of several ribs breaking rang out at the same time.
"Ah—!" The gaunt middle-aged man coughed up blood, screamed, and immediately collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
The handsome young soldier, with an unusually cold expression, glanced around indifferently: "Is there anyone else who wants to make a move?"
A ruthless strike, defeating the enemy in one move.
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