At the same time, four or five young people stood up in the carriage and slowly gathered around.
Zhou Ming knew that he had encountered a gang of thieves. Although he was not afraid of them, he did not want to cause trouble. He softened his tone and said, "Brother, I am a student. I only have some school textbooks in my bag. You should return them to me."
The young man sneered: "Don't fool me. I see you are well-dressed and your family is quite rich, right? And as soon as you get in the car, you hug the bag tightly, as if you are afraid of being robbed. If you say there is nothing in it, who will believe it?"
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Zhou Ming felt extremely helpless. He kept holding this bag when he got in the car because he felt that it had the lingering smell of Chu Tingting. He never thought that it would be stolen or snatched away - after all, who has nothing to do here?
Steal a backpack full of books?
"I didn't lie to you." Zhou Ming still said angrily: "If you don't believe me, just open it and take a look. There is really a book inside." [
The young man doubtfully took out his bag from under the seat and opened a small slit. Sure enough, he saw that it was filled with books. His face was filled with embarrassment. Some passengers in the carriage couldn't help but chuckle, which made the young man even more confused.
Guanghuo threw his backpack under the seat again and said, "Huh, I've seen this trick of yours too many times. Is the money in the book? Hehe!"
While they were talking, the four or five young people had already gathered around, surrounding Zhou Ming. But Zhou Ming turned a deaf ear and still said to the young man on the hard seat: "My money is all in my wallet, not my backpack."
Then, he pulled open his clothes and revealed the hidden pocket inside. As expected, there was a leather bag inside, and it was bulging, so he must have a lot of money.
It turned out that Zhou Ming was slightly relieved when he saw that the backpack was still there. He was also annoyed with the young man's lack of knowledge, so he decided to teach him a lesson, so he deliberately revealed his innocence.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Ming's move made the young man on the hard seat feel that something was wrong. He pointed with his hand and said, "Brothers, teach him a lesson!"
Four or five young men beside him came up with fists at the same time, making the narrow train aisle seem overcrowded. The carriage suddenly became chaotic. A kind-hearted old lady looked at Zhou Ming and said anxiously: "Young man, a good man will not suffer the consequences of his immediate appearance!"
But as soon as she finished speaking, there were only a few muffled "puff-puff" sounds, and several young people fell down.
Zhou Ming raised his fist and looked coldly at the young man on the hard seat: "Are you going to give it or not?"