AWB Chapter 1045 Are all the grown men scared?
Chapter 1045 Are all the grown men scared?
As they were arguing, the driver shouted at the top of his voice: "Hurry up! We've been driving for an hour and a half. If you need to relieve yourself, hurry up. We'll stop for only 20 minutes!"
There were no service areas in the 1980s. When the bus stopped in the wilderness, there was a forest fifty meters away.
When they heard that the car was going to stop, the four thugs suddenly jumped up like springs.
A cold light flashed, and three butterfly knives popped open with a click, with the tip of the leading knife pointing directly at the carriage:
"Listen up to me! You're lucky to run into us, the 'Four Little Dragons' today. If you don't want to see blood, just pay up!"
The thugs blocking the door locked the car door with a bang.
The carriage was in an uproar. A woman holding a child was about to scream when a knife was pressed against her neck: "Who dares to make a sound?"
The people in the car suddenly became frozen quails. The hooligans tore off their flowered shirts, revealing the blue dragon and white tiger on their backs.
Ordinary people in those days had never seen such a scene. Several people wearing glasses started to have tremors.
"Pants, socks, insoles - I know all the ways you hide your money!"
Two switchblades swept back and forth across the aisle.
Although everyone didn't have much money in their pockets, those who were willing to take a long-distance bus had some assets. Seeing the wrinkled bills getting thicker and thicker, the five and ten yuan bills were almost enough to make up four or five hundred yuan.
The most unethical ones were the two who searched people, their claws always reaching into people's crotches.
The grown men gritted their teeth and endured it, but the girls' faces were already red from crying.
There was a young woman wearing a Dacron shirt who squeezed her legs tightly together, but the gangster grabbed her hair and slammed her against the seat.
Everyone in the car clenched their fists with veins bulging, but looking at the dazzling blade, no one dared to move.
There were about forty or fifty people crammed in the carriage, but no one dared to speak out to stop it.
The thug with dyed yellow hair suddenly whistled: "Brothers, we are going to rob a girl for fun today."
He stared straight at the girl in a white dress in the back row. The girl was pretty and had a small mole on the tip of her nose.
"Are you crazy?"
The girl's knuckles turned white as she clutched the strap of her schoolbag, but her voice was surprisingly calm. The man with glasses next to her had already shrunk to the window, wishing he could get into the gap between the seats.
Scarface stuffed the stolen wallet into his trouser pocket and rubbed his cheek with the back of his knife: "Little sister, you are quite brave, right?"
His companion came closer with a cigarette in his mouth, and the ashes fell on the girl's feet: "How about accompanying us? As long as you serve us well, you can ask for anything you want."
An old man in the back row wanted to stand up and say something fair, but the old woman next to him quickly grabbed him and whispered, "Are you going to die? Didn't you see they all have weapons with them?"
"This is going to jail!"
The girl suddenly raised her voice, and the shadow of her eyelashes fluttered under the ceiling light of the carriage.
Scarface yanked her seat belt open, the sound of leather rubbing against each other was harsh: "I'll carve a few flowers on your body later, and see if you dare to keep your stubborn attitude!"
A third pair of hands came out from the side and clamped the girl's arm, and she finally screamed.
The whole car was shaking, and no one noticed that the driver quietly turned on the "empty car" sign.
The boy in school uniform took out his cell phone and put it back again. The light from the screen revealed the sweat on his forehead.
"Help!"
The white skirt was torn apart by the pulling, revealing an old scabbed wound on the knee.
The gangster with the gold chain suddenly froze - the girl was holding a piece of broken glass, with the pointed end against her neck.
A baby cried at the rear of the car, and the woman in mink hurriedly covered the child's mouth.
Scarface spat and was about to take action when the high beam suddenly pierced the car window.
Two patrol motorcycles roared to stop the bus, and the sirens scared away a night owl on a tree branch.
"let go!"
Zhou Qi stood up quickly, and the canvas bag hanging on the back of the chair swayed with his movement.
He took two steps at a time and reached the middle of the aisle, his army green rubber shoes making a thudding sound on the floor.
The thug with dyed yellow hair swung his switchblade and it made a clicking sound: "Old country bumpkin, stop meddling in other people's business! Do you believe I can cut a few bloody holes in your way to let you breathe?"
Zhou Qi looked around the car and raised his voice: "Are all the grown men scared? If your daughters and sisters were to suffer, would you also be cowards?"
His sweaty palms slapped on the plastic chair backs, shaking the entire row of seats.
Just as several middle-aged men were about to stand up, they were pulled back to their seats by their wives, holding their clothes.
The scarred man who was blocking the car door spit out his cigarette butt and said, "Brothers, take the girls to have some fun first. I'll go after I finish dealing with this fool."
As he spoke, he made two sharp slashes with the tip of the knife, and the cold light was particularly eye-catching in the dim carriage.
The driver had already shrunk his head into his shoulders, hoping that this group of plague gods would get off the car as soon as possible.
The girl who was held by three drunks suddenly struggled desperately, and her floral cloth shoes left white marks on the car door frame.
"Howl again!"
The scarred man slapped the girl's cheek with the back of his knife: "If you make another sound, I will send your parents to see the God of Hell tomorrow!" The sobbing stopped abruptly, leaving only her thin shoulders shaking.
Zhou Qi narrowed his eyes and stared at the approaching blade, and those horrific cases in the mid-1980s suddenly came to his mind.
I remember a report in the newspaper two years ago that a thug in Harbin scared an entire girls' school and allowed them to be bullied by him using only a fruit knife.
If this bastard is not killed on the spot, who knows how many people he will harm.
"Killing you will be a good opportunity to seduce all the women in the car!" Scarface thrust forward suddenly, the blade heading straight for his heart.
The fabric of Zhou Qi's military pants brushed against the blade, and his back hit the coin box with a "bang". The coins that were shaken open by the coin slot rolled down, making a particularly harsh sound in the dead silence of the carriage.
The blade brushed past Zhou Qi's clothes. He stepped back half a step and suddenly raised his knee, hitting the attacker's abdomen hard.
With a dull "bang", the young man with a knife curled up and knelt in the aisle of the carriage.
Zhou Qi took advantage of the situation and kicked the opponent's temple, causing the thug to fall to the ground in an instant.
"Someone tie him up! I'll deal with the people outside."
Zhou Qi unbuttoned his shirt and shouted, but the passengers in the car just huddled in their seats. In this world, most people think "less trouble is worse than more trouble", fearing to provoke these local tyrants.
The driver's hands were sweating as he gripped the steering wheel, until Zhou Qi warned him sternly: "If something happens to that girl in your car, will you still have this job?"
These words were like a needle piercing the driver, making him jump up. He quickly found a rope and tied up the unconscious criminal like a dumpling.
Outside the car, in the wilderness, three thugs were dragging a struggling girl into the woods.
Zhou Qi picked up a fist-sized stone and quickly tied a knot on his shirt cuff.
Hearing the footsteps, the yellow-haired leader turned around and yelled, "What's wrong with Liuzi? Haven't you dealt with that fool in the car yet?"
"The Liuzi you mentioned is lying dead in the carriage."
Zhou Qi shook the heavy cloth bag in his hand and said, "It's still not too late to release him now."
Before he could finish his words, two thugs with knives rushed up to him, aiming their knives straight at his vital points.
The kidnapped girl suddenly bit the wrist of the man who was restraining her. Taking advantage of the moment when the man relaxed in pain, Zhou Qi threw the stone bag and hit the criminal in the face accurately.
The other two saw that things were not going well and danced with their butterfly knives in a dazzling manner, but Zhou Qi had long seen through these street tricks - what was truly deadly was never the fancy chops, but the direct stabs that went straight to the vital points.