These people were all used to stealing from passengers on trains. They weren't afraid of being discovered at all. There were many of them. Almost all the passengers on the train were ordinary people from the working class. They were honest and didn't want to cause trouble. They didn't dare to stand up for themselves either.
Thus, they inadvertently indulged this group of people.
The middle-aged man who swaggered away after succeeding was the leader of these young people. Everyone called him Brother Xu. He was quick-witted. As long as he targeted soone, he would never miss.
Even when he knew that he had been discovered by a soldier, he sped up and even whistled proudly.
So what if a soldier found out?
Hmph.
What was there to be afraid of?
Swinging a small dagger in his hand, he swaggered toward the carriage in front of him. When he reached the middle of the carriage, he reached into his clothes, and sothing landed in the arms of another middle-aged man with a pale face and a tired look.
The middle-aged man stuffed the items into his clothes and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.
The pickpocket beca more relaxed. He walked to the end of the carriage and stopped. He kicked a passenger who was sitting down. The passenger's head was raised, and his mouth was open as he snored. The pickpocket said, "Give your seat."
The person he kicked awake was a 50-year-old man who was wearing a shirt that had been washed so many tis until it was worn out. This man was an honest person. He had been busy working for his livelihood until his hair had turned white. He was a little angry when he was kicked awake for no reason. However, when he saw the bright dagger in the other party's hand, fear flashed past his eyes.
He lowered his head and pressed his lips tightly as he stood up and gave up his seat.
He couldn't provoke these people, so he could only hide.
The middle-aged pickpocket didn't get off the train. He still had accomplices in front to help him. He had to steal until he reached the front. Furthermore, he had only gotten three bills. If he didn't get more money, he wouldn't be able to celebrate the new year.
Ye Jian, who was chasing after the pickpocket, was blocked in front and behind. However, to her, these people were nothing to be afraid of. The two young n in front of her, who were covering for the middle-aged man, swung their fists at her. She attacked with both hands, grabbing their wrists with one hand and twisting them forcefully.
Instantly, the two 1.7-ter-tall fellows had their arms twisted by Ye Jian until they scread.
It was too damn painful!
"Let go, damn it! Let go!"
The two n, whose arms were about to break, scread and threatened Ye Jian. If it wasn't for the fact that there were passengers on both sides, Ye Jian would have broken their arms and thrown them to the aisle.
Their sudden screams woke up many passengers in the carriage. They opened their sleepy eyes and realized that there were people fighting in the carriage.
There were people fighting?
This discovery made the passengers who opened their eyes shudder, especially the passengers who were sitting beside the two screaming n. It was as if there were needles on their seats. They jumped up one by one and squeezed toward the window. The passengers sitting by the windows were squeezed until they were stuck to the windows and couldn't move.
What happened?
What happened?
The passengers were in a daze when they saw a female soldier fighting with two young n who looked improper. Although they didn't know what happened, they instinctively felt that these two young n must have done sothing to provoke the soldier.
People in military uniforms were the representatives of 'justice' wherever they went. They would make the people trust them from the bottom of their hearts.
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