(I rushed back from my hometown on the weekend and came back late. There is only one update today. I’m sorry to keep you waiting for so long. If I’m not busy with work next week, Erdou will try my best to make up for what I left behind...)
A sudden scream caused the already noisy carriage to become silent for a brief moment, and everyone's eyes turned towards the source of the sound...
I saw a woman with heavy makeup and cool clothes pointing at an honest peasant man and yelling: "You stinking gangster, touch my butt!"
It turned out to be a hooligan...
People in the carriage criticized the peasant man one after another, saying anything, but they were all offensive. The peasant man was an honest man, he looked to be in his mid-thirties, had a sloppy beard, and was dressed in very simple clothes.
The woman pointed at her nose and cursed, not daring to raise her head and reply. She just held a worn-out backpack tightly in her arms, as if it was his life.
Bazhi and Lin Kun also followed the sound. Bazhi smiled and said to Lin Kun: "Kunzi, what do you think the elder brother has in this bag, antiques or gold and silver jewelry?"
Lin Kun said with a smile: "Baby, do you think he has antiques and gold and silver treasures? Even if he does, there is only one possibility: he robbed them from a jewelry store."
Eight-fingered smiled and said: "That's not necessarily true. If it turns out to be a robber who robbed the bank, then we would have a lot of fun." As he said that, he touched his waist with both hands, and then he remembered that he
I didn't bring the two double-barreled shotguns with me, mainly because it was difficult to go through the security check at the train station and I didn't feel comfortable looking for them.
Lin Kun didn't speak. He kept looking at the farmer man, but he didn't look at the woman with heavy makeup who looked like she was selling. The woman had a loud voice. Seeing that the farmer man didn't respond, she howled even louder, "You bastard."
You bastard, if you touch my butt, it’ll be fine if you don’t say anything?”
As she was talking, two men stood up next to her. They were tall, muscular, and round-waisted, but they both had wretched looks on their faces. They didn't look like good people at first glance. One of them had a big mole at the corner of his mouth and a straight hooked nose.
The man said to the peasant man in a sinister voice: "You dare to touch my women. Believe it or not, I will chop off your hands so that you can't unbutton your pants even when you pee!"
The man next to him helped: "Boy, if you don't know the truth, why don't you apologize to our brother Long!"
The honest man hugged the broken bag, shrank back, and said hesitantly: "I'm sorry...I, I didn't mean to do it."
"Oh!"
There was a big pimple on the corner of his mouth. The man who was as skinny as a monkey but claimed to be Brother Long sneered and said, "What's the matter? Just say you didn't mean it and forget about it?"
The man next to him said helpfully: "If you touch Brother Long's woman, you'll have to pay for it!"
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pulled the honest man's bag. Seeing this scene, there were many people watching around, but no one stepped forward to stop him.
Perhaps, in the eyes of these onlookers, although the arrogant two men and one woman are disgusting, the honest man in front of them is not pitiable. His clothes are sloppy in the summer, and he smells like sweat when he is crowded in the carriage.
, he deserves to be bullied, and some people even want to go up and kick him.
Eight Finger raised his eyebrows and said to Lin Kun: "These two people are going to cause trouble."
Lin Kun didn't speak, and kept staring at the honest man. If he suddenly pulled out a pistol or knife or other lethal items, he would rush forward and subdue him immediately to ensure the safety of the people in the carriage.
"Don't touch my bag..."
The honest peasant man had a hint of roar in his voice, but his tone was not very high. He was desperately protecting his bag, but he still looked like a coward.
The man with the flat hair holding the bag pulled hard, raised his hand and hit the middle-aged man, slapped him on the head, and cursed: "How dare you scream at me?
If I really don’t give you some color, you..."
The crew-cut man waved his hand and was about to hit him when his wrist was suddenly grabbed. Looking back, Lin Kun grinned at him and said, "Brother, why are you so angry?"
The crew-cut man's eyebrows immediately furrowed into a figure-eight shape, and he opened his mouth and cursed, "Where did you come from, you dare to interfere in my business, you're going to die..."
Snap!
Before he finished speaking, Lin Kun slapped the flat-headed man on the face with a big slap like a cattail leaf fan in his hand. The force of this slap was not light. The latter groaned in pain, twisted his neck heavily to one side, and let out a loud roar in his mouth.
Before he could scream, another big slap hit him on the face, and the sound was even louder...
"Ayo!"
The young boy with a flat head screamed in pain, and his whole body was knocked to the side. His head hit the heavily made-up woman's chest. The woman's towering breasts suddenly deflated, and liquid overflowed from the back of the cool clothes.
"ah!"
This time, the woman screamed as if she had been pinched by a ghost. She covered her deflated chest and cursed with a red face: "Asshole, you smashed my breasts!"
The people in the carriage were stunned for a moment, followed by a burst of sighs. The real murderer would not have been damaged, but the silicone was all installed on his forehead. This guy's crew cut must have learned Iron Head Kung Fu from the Shaolin Temple.
Yeah, haha!
The young man with a flat head covered his swollen cheek, looked at the woman with an aggrieved look, and said tremblingly: "Sister-in-law, this... you really don't blame me."
Snap...
The woman slapped her hard again, and the flat-headed man let out another cry of pain. He covered his cheek and fell to the side. He accidentally touched Brother Long, who had a big pimple on the corner of his mouth. This Brother Long had a bad temper.
Not bad, looking at the wretched look on his face, he was also a greedy, lustful, and disrespectful man who didn't care about brotherhood. He directly gave the man with a flat head a kick and cursed: "Get out of here."
"Boy, you are causing trouble, aren't you!"
This Brother Long has good courage. The big wrinkles at the corners of his mouth trembled as he rushed towards Lin Kun. He was half a head taller than Lin Kun. He raised his chin high and looked like a provocative posture before a cock fight.
The person's aura is quite good.
"Why do you have to bully an honest person?" Lin Hao said with a faint smile, "Just because you see something valuable stuffed in someone's bag, do you think wrongly?"
"Are you in charge of my business?" Brother Long said in an arrogant tone, and his chest directly hit Lin Kun.
Lin Kun frowned slightly, but without ducking, he swung out the big slap in his hand, and landed firmly on Brother Long's face with a snap.
Brother Long was stunned for a moment by the beating. He took a step back and stood leaning on the chair. His eyes widened immediately and he yelled at Lin Kun: "Boy, you are so talented that you can even touch me."
You dare to hit me, but you know I..."
Snap!
Lin Kun shook off his slap, then threw it hard again, and cursed with a smile: "Too much nonsense." After saying that, he kicked out with another big foot.
The subsequent slap and the big kick of the foot directly caused Brother Long to spin 360 degrees on the spot. At the same time, his head was violently bumped into the woman behind him. With a puff, he was impartial and