Why did I say earlier that train stations are the most chaotic and accident-prone places?
Because in the early 2000s, train stations were truly no-man's-land.
Any of you who took long-distance trains back then should have some impression of what I'm talking about.
Beggars, pickpockets, scammers, and cheaters – these four types of people were the most frequent presences on trains.
And on various long-distance journeys, conflicts and altercations often arose because of them.
As long as no knives or guns were used, and no lives were lost, the accompanying train attendants would generally not intervene. (PS: Want to know why? Even if you wanted to, I wouldn't dare to say!)
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When Cheng Minglang raised the ashtray and smashed it down on the middle-aged man, it was already a sign that things between me and the guy with the mustache… wouldn't end well.
Of course, I never intended for things to end well with them.
After all, framing me by playing the "catch the thief" game, setting me up with fabricated evidence of being caught red-handed, and then demanding forty thousand yuan from me.
From these points alone, it was clear that the mustache's group had no intention of letting me off easy!
The reward for catching the cheater was only thirty thousand yuan. So, this trip out, I'd have to pay an extra ten thousand?!
Therefore, I had no reaction to Cheng Minglang's action just now.
With a dull thud, the imagined scene from movies, where an ashtray shatters and blood splatters, didn't occur. Instead, there was only the middle-aged man groaning and clutching his head.
Within seconds, a large bump appeared on the middle-aged man's forehead, and the surrounding area was swollen and red.
After the intense pain subsided, his eyes filled with surging anger, and with a ferocious expression, the middle-aged man lunged at Cheng Minglang.
Immediately, the two of them were locked in a struggle.
This sudden turn of events startled the surrounding onlookers, causing them to retreat rapidly, returning to their seats in an instant.
Subsequently, including the passengers who had regained consciousness, everyone almost uniformly chose to observe with curiosity.
"Sweep the snow from your own doorstep, and don't bother with others' frost." This is the most common phenomenon on trains.
Seeing Cheng Minglang and the middle-aged man entangled in a fight, the mustache immediately turned to me with a cold expression and said, "Another ten thousand, making it fifty thousand in total! Pay me now, immediately, at once!"
"Otherwise, ten thousand per finger, and I'll chop off a hand of yours!!"
Demanding hundreds of thousands with every sentence, the mustache's behavior was almost outright robbery.
And his demeanor and expression appeared extremely confident.
It was as if he already knew that Cheng Minglang would be defeated by the middle-aged man.
Upon hearing this, I stood up without a word, returned a cold smile to the mustache, and then turned to leave.
Regardless of who would win or lose between Cheng Minglang and the middle-aged man in their fight.
In broad daylight, under the open sky, I didn't believe this guy would dare to draw a weapon on me in front of so many people if I refused him.
Therefore, not responding was the best way to refuse!
The moment I turned, the stout uncle beside me suddenly stood up and grabbed my shoulder, saying in a deep voice, "Either leave fifty thousand, or leave a hand! You choose!"
I glanced coldly at the stout uncle and sneered, "Is it fun to cry wolf? You guys know better than I do how those three Aces came about!"
"No money! As for my hand… try chopping it off!?"
Seeing my resolute refusal, the stout uncle immediately said fiercely, "You're caught red-handed cheating and you're still this arrogant? Do you really think no one in Longxi can handle you?"
Ignoring the stout uncle's words, I sneered and retorted directly to the mustache, "If I'm not mistaken, you're hired help from the rivals of Boss Su Liuli, aren't you?"
"You sent people to cause trouble at Boss Su's establishment, which I exposed on the spot. You wanted revenge but couldn't find me."
"In desperation, you had to find out my whereabouts by gradually investigating people around me!"
"The kidnapping of my friend at the mahjong parlor before was one instance, and this on the train now is another!"
"It's obvious that you're not after money, but purely want to deal with me, to make an example of me for Boss Su!"
"How about it? Am I right in my deduction?"
Hearing my words, the mustache was immediately speechless, and his face stiffened.
Clearly, he hadn't expected me to connect all the previous events so quickly.
However, even though everyone knew what was going on and tacitly understood, the mustache still didn't admit it.
Instead, he continued to threaten and urge me to choose between fifty thousand yuan and a hand.
At the same time, the stout uncle's right hand was still firmly gripping my shoulder, refusing to let go.
As for the long-legged woman, she also stood up and blocked my path, watching me coldly.
Judging by their stance, it seemed that if I didn't make a choice today… they would make it for me!
On the surface, the mustache and his group were only four people, while I had three.
If it came to a full-blown fight, it wasn't certain who would win.
But I knew in my heart that the mustache's confidence and assertiveness weren't solely due to the middle-aged man.
Including the young man who left abruptly before Han Jinlun joined the game, I was certain… the mustache had likely made arrangements in secret.
To break the stalemate, I needed to find their hidden hand.
Otherwise, until the train stopped, these people would follow me like shadows.
As I was secretly contemplating a strategy to break free, Cheng Minglang not far away… suddenly moved.
"I thought I had encountered beautiful love this time, but I never expected it to turn into a dirty and ugly transaction in the end!"
"You slut, you're in league with these people!!!"
Shouting in anger, Han Jinlun strode towards the long-legged woman.
Just as everyone, including me, thought Han Jinlun would angrily attack the long-legged woman…
Seeing Han Jinlun raise his right hand high, the long-legged woman instinctively dodged to the side.
But at this moment, with lightning speed, Han Jinlun suddenly reached out and grabbed the stout uncle's wrist.
With a grip and a lock, Han Jinlun stepped forward with his left foot, directly executing a shoulder throw that sent the stout uncle crashing to the ground!