The young mother held her child in her arms, sweat dripped from her forehead, glanced at Ye Shaofeng awkwardly, and then immediately showed a faint smile. The dimples on both sides of her mouth were engraved on her face, making her charming.
Such a smile seemed to be saying to Ye Shaofeng: It doesn't matter, let him sit.
In response to Ye Shaofeng's smile, the young mother held her child in one hand and held the handrail on the bus with the other. As the car bumped, her body swayed in different ways. A pair of tall bulges on her chest attracted many
Human eyeballs, men's eyeballs.
Ye Shaofeng frowned and looked at the middle-aged man sitting huddled on the chair.
He looks to be in his thirties in his prime. He has short hair and wears a red rope around his neck. He has a bronze face with pits on it.
The middle-aged man sat in his seat as he should, completely ignoring the strange looks next to him, and took out a cigarette by himself.
A stick of Yuxi fell into his mouth, he took out his lighter and was about to light it.
Ye Shaofeng took a step forward, getting very close to this man. The strong man raised his head and glanced at Ye Shaofeng, and saw that Ye Shaofeng was staring at him angrily.
The man didn't hesitate. He raised his eyes and glared at Ye Shaofeng. The two of them stared at each other for three or four seconds. The man lowered his head and wanted to continue lighting his cigarette.
"Get out of the way." Ye Shaofeng said suddenly.
The strong man raised his head, looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on Ye Shaofeng. He tilted his head and said with a ruffian look, "Who are you talking about?"
"Get out of the way." Ye Shaofeng said again coldly.
There are only two words in total, because there is no way to reason with such an asshole, let alone talk nonsense.
"Get out of here, kid." Seeing that Ye Shaofeng was young, the middle-aged man didn't care at all and continued to light up his cigarette with a lighter.
As soon as the flames reached the end of the cigarette, Ye Shaofeng suddenly slapped him on the middle man's mouth, smashing the cigarette into pieces and dropping the lighter to the ground.
"Fuck you!" The middle-aged man was anxious, and just as he was about to get up, Ye Shaofeng didn't give him a chance to get up. He pulled the armrests on the roof of the bus with both hands, jumped up, and kicked the middle-aged man in the face.
The prime man's head hit the glass next to him, but thanks to Ye Shaofeng's lack of force, otherwise, this end would have shattered the window glass.
Although Ye Shaofeng didn't use any force, he didn't stop either. Then he kicked him again. At the same position, the strong man's face was bleeding. Black shoe prints were left on his face.
At this time, the conductor hurriedly squeezed over and said cursingly: "Hit me for whatever I want, get out of the car and beat me!"
Nowadays, the conductors are also very easy to mess with. They are all like resentful women with strong domestic violence. They are easy to get angry. I guess if you give her a machete, she will dare to chop people on the bus to vent her anger.
Ye Shaofeng didn't pay any attention to the conductor's words. He went up and grabbed the collar of the middle-aged man's neck and punched him in the face.
A fist as big as a casserole hit his face, splattering bright red blood with a muffled sound that made the people around him feel horrified.
The car arrived at the station, stopped, and several passengers got off. Ye Shaofeng picked up the young man and threw him out through the back door. Even though the young man was so heavy-backed, Ye Shaofeng carried it like a chicken. The young man was beaten.
He was unconscious. He was kicked out of the car and lay on the ground, curled up and shaking.
The car continued to start, but no one dared to occupy Ye Shaofeng's seat. Ye Shaofeng walked to the young mother and said, "I'm sorry, I was a little impulsive just now and scared you. Please sit down for a while. It's very tiring to hold the child."
When Ye Shaofeng was in middle age just now, he had a ferocious expression on his face, but at this moment, he looked like the big brother next door.
The young mother smiled and simply said: "Thank you." Then she sat on her seat.
In fact, this society does not need violence, but what it needs is people like Ye Shaofeng who dare to punish evil and promote good. Now, the already insensitive heart has given many evil people opportunities. If, after seeing unreasonable behavior,
If a local government dares to stand up and punish these evildoers, then society will become harmonious.
Fengsheng Community, this is Lin Zhiya's home. The reason why Ye Shaofeng came here is to borrow money from Lin Zhiya.
This woman has hinted to Ye Shaofeng many times that she has a good impression of him. Then Ye Shaofeng can completely use this woman's good impression of him to get some money from her and open his own billiards hall.
In this society, it doesn't work to point fingers at anyone, but to defraud money by pointing to feelings, you will succeed 100% of the time. Although Ye Shaofeng is a newbie in love, he is a cunning master of conspiracy.
When I got off the bus at Fengsheng Community, the young mother also got off.
"Young man, what's your name?" the young mother asked from behind while holding her child.
Ye Shaofeng turned around, as night fell and the lights began to shine.
Under the light, looking at the beautiful face of this young mother, she said with a smile: "You live here too?"
The young mother nodded, then walked up and walked in side by side with Ye Shaofeng.
Fengsheng Community can be regarded as a mid-to-high-end community in Luyang City, but the young mother is dressed quite plainly and does not look like a rich lady, and a rich lady will not ride the bus alone.
"To be precise, my husband lives here. I brought my children here to ask him for living expenses. He hasn't given us any for half a year." The young mother suddenly said.
"Half a year? Have you separated?"
"Yes, he keeps his lover here, and we have been separated for a year.
I am a woman who used to be supported by him. After we separated, I relied on him to give me living expenses. But he has stopped giving me money in the past six months. I can only make some money by selling cross-stitch seals, and I live very hard with my son.
So, I came to him and asked him for living expenses."
"Oh." Ye Shaofeng smiled, thinking that he also came to this community to find someone to ask for money. It was really fate that the two of them met.
"Can you come with me?" The woman suddenly made an incredible request.
"You are looking for your husband, why should I go?"
"Because you are a good person, you will definitely help me, and you can fight."
"I know how to fight, but I can't help you beat your husband." Ye Shaofeng said.
"But, my husband will beat me. He has serious violent behavior." The young mother said expressionlessly.
"Since your husband has domestic violence, why don't you divorce him? If you divorce, the law will provide you with assistance." Ye Shaofeng said, he really didn't want to meddle in other people's family affairs.
"I wanted to divorce, but he wouldn't divorce me because once divorced, he would give me half of his property. He didn't want to give me money, so he separated from me.
In the past, he gave me and my children some living expenses, but now he doesn't give me a penny. Every time I ask him for money, he will beat me. Not once or twice. I have no choice but to ask you.
I'm here to help. If I can get money this time, I'm willing to pay you." The young mother almost cried...
[The extra chapter will be updated at 10pm. Keep throwing flowers, brothers! Let me be in the top three of the new book!]