In later generations, a fat guy named Ning Hao made a well-received movie. There was a line in the movie that left a deep impression on Wen Liang - after two killers burned the photo of their target, they said something very cool, "It's unprofessional if you don't burn it."
And in many cases, you have to admit that professionalism is really great!
The thin man stood behind Si Yajing, sniffed as if smelling her fragrance, and then waved his hand casually.
laugh!
The sound of cloth tearing was covered in the noisy bus. The thin blade was held between the index and middle fingers, and the shoulder bag on Si Yajing's shoulder was cut open neatly. In the 1980s and 1990s, bags had not yet become a basic equipment for women. Si Yajing had to go home to correct homework and organize teaching plans, so she carried a common printed cloth bag with her, but she didn't expect it to be a disaster.
The cloth bag was stuffed tightly with thick exercise books and teaching plans. He could not find any valuable clues by looking at it with a gentle eye. But he could not help but be amazed by what he saw. The thin man's fingers did not move at all, and the blade flashing with cold light had disappeared. At the same time, he quickly reached in and came out with a small wallet.
He weighed it lightly, put the wallet into his pocket, turned around and was about to leave, but a lewd smile appeared on his face, and his right hand slowly moved towards Si Yajing's buttocks.
Suddenly, a slender but powerful hand reached out from the side and clamped his pulse like an iron hoop. The thin man was shocked, and he endured the pain in his wrist, raised his head, and saw a young and cheerful face that seemed to be smiling.
Wen Liang saw the thin man stop behind Si Yajing, and without a moment's hesitation, he immediately pushed through the crowd and walked over. The time spent, to use a literary youth's rhetoric, was like a fleeting moment, just a blink of an eye. But in this blink of an eye, this guy had completed a series of actions of cutting the bag and touching the money. If he hadn't been so bold and wanted to take advantage of him, Wen Liang was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to catch him in the act.
"Brother, hand it over?"
Wen Liang lowered his voice. As long as the thin man paid the money obediently, he didn't want to make a big deal. Just looking at the skill of this guy's method, you can tell that he is a veteran who has been in prison many times. He was sent to the police station for a few days of education, and then he would be the same as before. He had so many things to do today, how could he have time to steal the job of the police
The thin man's eyes widened, a switchblade slipped out of his left hand, his eyes became ferocious and terrifying, and he said viciously: "Grandson, let go!"
The thin man was a frequent visitor on this bus, and his skills were considered top-notch in the industry. He had seen many passionate young men like Wen Liang, and as long as they acted a little fierce and showed off their switchblade, wouldn't they still be as cowardly as a grandson
Unfortunately, the reborn people are beyond his understanding, and he can’t afford to get hurt!
Wen Liang knew that after entering the 21st century, the pickpockets who often hang out on the bus routes have formed a group, with four or five people acting at a time, keeping watch, surrounding, taking action, transferring, and cleaning up. They have a clear division of labor and act quickly. Once exposed, they will rush in immediately, and knives and daggers are all small KASS. But I didn't expect that there were already such fierce thieves in 1995. Switchblade, it's just stealing a wallet, what's the big deal
"There's a knife! I'm so scared!"
Wen Liang smiled, looking harmless.
The tug of war between the two men attracted the attention of the people around them. The obese woman who had just been squeezed saw the switchblade in his hand first, and fled to the side at a speed that completely defied physical phenomena. Her screams instantly blew everyone's eardrums.
The thin man was upset by the scream, and when he looked at Wen Liang's calm face, he didn't know why, he got angry and became furious. He tightened his left hand holding the knife and stabbed Wen Liang hard in the chest.
At this time, other people also saw this scene. More screams were heard, and the panicked crowd huddled together. The doomsday scene made Wen Liang worried that it might cause a stampede and casualties...
Si Yajing turned her head and saw the thin man's vicious face. The shining knife cut through the air and stabbed Wen Liang. She felt as if a string of steel spikes pierced her heart. Her pupils contracted violently and then suddenly widened. Her lips, hands, thighs, ankles, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably. In a flash, Si Yajing had no time to think about it. As a teacher and friend, she subconsciously pushed away the people around her and opened her hands to block Wen Liang. Her beautiful voice, which was usually slightly seductive, sounded a bit desperate at this moment.
"don't want… "
Wen Liang had not expected that the skinny man would actually take such a risk. Judging from the strength and direction of his attack, if the knife had been solid, he might have died on the spot. His heart skipped a beat. MB, you pickpocketed, I just pickpocketed back. Is it necessary to fight like this
But that was easy to say. With his reaction speed, he could control the thin man with just one strike before the knife touched his body. Si Yajing's blocking blocked his sight, and the sure thing became dangerous.
In the face of the crisis, Wen Liang had no choice but to put his arm around Si Yajing's waist and hugged her tightly in his arms. He turned his feet and moved to the right, trying to avoid the switchblade's attack route.
But it all happened so fast that even though Wen Liang was agile, he barely managed to avoid the vital parts. The knife slid across the surface of the clothes on his arm, making a hissing sound like a green snake spitting out its tongue, which was extremely unpleasant and piercing.
"Murder, murder!"
Shouts rang out in the carriage, the driver's face turned pale, and he stepped on the brakes urgently. The wheels squeaked and rubbed against the ground, and the powerful inertia immediately knocked over many people who were caught off guard. The thin man was also rushed forward a few steps by inertia. Wen Liang seized the opportunity and punched him in the nose, then kicked him hard on the shin with his right foot.
“Crack!”
A stream of blood spurted out of the thin man's nostrils, and he fell to the ground, holding his leg bone and screaming. Wen Liang's kick had a force of several dozen kilograms, and the tibia is the most fragile part of the leg, so a fracture was considered a minor injury!
The car suddenly became silent. Everyone was still not sure what was going on, and they were staring at the three people in the car with vigilance. Wen Liang first let go of Si Yajing from his arms, smiled at her, leaned over and took out the stolen wallet from the man, then pointed at the slashed shoulder bag and said, "This man is a thief. He wanted to commit murder after I found him..."
Only then did the crowd calm down. After a short silence, applause broke out. Three tall young men came over and helped catch the thin man. The fat woman patted her chest, pointed at him and cursed: "I knew he was not a good man... Young man, you are really amazing, you are brave and righteous, just like Lei Feng..."
"Well said, young man, well done!"
"My dear classmate, which school are you from? I want to write a letter of praise to your school..."
Wen Liang felt warm in his heart. Qingzhou in 1995 was different from later generations after all. Even though these people's first reaction was to protect themselves first, that was human nature. Being able to say these words at this moment was undoubtedly much better than the social atmosphere in later generations where everyone was afraid of rats crossing the street.
Sometimes, Wen Liang would ponder deeply: the times are developing, the economy is developing, technology is developing, but why is the spirit of our entire nation regressing
Several enthusiastic people wanted to escort the thin man to the police station with Wen Liang and were willing to be witnesses. Wen Liang finally declined their kindness, holding the thief in one hand, and got out of the car with Si Yajing.
Si Yajing had understood the whole story and knew that Wen Liang almost got hurt in order to help her. She gently stroked his cut arm with her fingers, her eyes red as she said, "You, if something is lost, it's lost. What if someone gets hurt? Money is not as important as people..."
Wen Liang didn't want to dwell on the topic, so he whispered in her ear with a teasing look, "Yeah, of course money is not as important as you. I only did that when I saw him reaching out to touch you..." As he spoke, his eyes involuntarily fell on Si Yajing's charming buttocks, and a smile escaped the corner of his mouth.
Si Yajing's ears turned red, and she gave him a shy and annoyed look. She just caught his gaze and suddenly felt a slight itch on her buttocks. However, she did not feel disgusted in her heart. She reached out and hit his shoulder in anger.
"MD, I really thought you were doing something brave, but it turns out you're having an affair with this beauty... Boy, you're really good at picking up girls..."
You broke your leg and you're crying in pain, but you still have the mood to pay attention to other people's flirting? Wen Liang didn't know what to say to him, so he squatted down and said with a smile: "Brother, you're really ruthless! You just got caught stealing something, but you stabbed someone with a knife? If something goes wrong, do you want to lose your head?"
The thin man hummed and smiled bitterly, "The atmosphere was too heated, and I couldn't control myself for a moment! People in our line of work are most afraid of getting carried away. Okay, kid, I admit defeat today. Turn left and the police station is 200 meters ahead. Just take me there..."
"Haha, I won't bother the police station with this little thing. I don't think you're a bad guy, so let's put it this way..."
A look of joy flashed in the thin man's eyes. Si Yajing hesitated for a moment, pulled Wen Liang's clothes, and was about to speak to stop him. She thought Wen Liang was young and soft-hearted, and didn't know how dangerous the scene just now was. If she let the thin man go, it would not only be irresponsible for herself, but also for the safety of others.
Wen Liang didn't look back, but reached out and held her hand, gently squeezing it in his smooth and cold palm. Si Yajing's heart skipped a beat, and she struggled twice but failed to break free. She subconsciously looked around, fearing that someone would see her.
He is just my student, it’s nothing, it’s nothing, just holding hands...
Si Yajing tried desperately to comfort herself, but she didn't know that having this thought in itself was an unforgivable mistake.
Degeneration begins with a little temptation.