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Chapter 3 Strangers

Chen Yang had a sunny smile on his face, and no one would think he was a threat.

The clear eyes always have a smile, and it seems that they won't be angry.

But at this moment, two chilling eyes shot straight from Chen Yang's eyes.

"Delete it, I just pretend nothing happened."

A fearsome voice echoed in the bald ears.

Chen Yang held the bald wrist with his right hand, and the bald wrist felt like his wrist was clamped by steel clamps.

With absolute power suppression, he was powerless to resist.

My wrist was almost broken, because of the pain in my heart, and the bald forehead was sweating coldly.

"I'll delete, I'll delete, please let go."

The bald man almost knelt down and begged for mercy, but Chen Yang let go.

The bald man immediately deleted the recording, and the sunny smile appeared on Chen Yang's face again, "Thank you for your help!"

But the bald man felt that Chen Yang's smile was gloomy and terrifying, like the smile of a demon from hell.

Chen Yang became a harmless boy again and returned to the sleeper.

"This is what you should do, I won't thank you." Mu Wanqing sat up, she was still angry that Chen Yang was embarrassed and did not want to pay attention to Chen Yang.

"That big brother is easy to talk to, you should thank him." Chen Yang was also very tactful and took the novel and continued to read his novel.

The train took more than 20 minutes to arrive at Mianxian Station. Mianxian Station is a medium-sized station and parking for five minutes.

Chen Yang got off the train and stood on the station platform to breathe fresh air.

The train carriage is always filled with dirty air, and the smell of smoke is mixed in it, which Chen Yang doesn't like.

It's better to be outside. Although the parking is only five minutes long, Chen Yang still has to get off the car and take a breath.

A man with a crutch and slightly lame right foot walked over with a black one-shoulder backpack on his back.

Chen Yang did not notice him, and his back was facing the man. When the man approached him, Chen Yang turned around and his hand hit the man's shoulder.

"sorry......."

When Chen Yang saw that he had hit someone, he quickly apologized.

"It's okay!" The man smiled and felt a little gentle.

He held the ticket in his hand and limped to the door of the car with a cane. After showing the ticket, he got on the bus.

Chen Yang stared at the man's legs and moved his lips slightly.

His hand just touched the man's shoulder, and Chen Yang was sure that the man's legs were not sick.

A man walks differently than a normal cripple, and he looks more like pretending.

He has no lame legs, but he wants a cane and limps, which is suspicious in itself.

Chen Yang returned to the carriage, and Mu Wanqing sat in the folding seat in the narrow aisle of the sleeper carriage, looking out of the car.

I knew that Mu Wanqing hated him, and Chen Yang was not so mean to take the initiative to make trouble.

Chen Yang wanted to pass by Mu Wanqing, but he didn't want a man to come out of the sleeper berth next to him.

"Let me give me, don't be scalded by hot water." The man held a plastic bowl in his hand, and was about to take it to the outside and throw it away.

Chen Yang was not prepared and subconsciously avoided it, but ended up sitting on Mu Wanqing.

The refreshing body fragrance spread into Chen Yang's nose. He felt panicked and knew that he was in trouble again.

The right hand subconsciously pressed it, trying to get up, but unexpectedly, the tentacles were full of elasticity.

Oops!

Chen Yang knew what he was touching and hurriedly stood up, but it was too late. He only saw that Mu Wanqing's pretty face had already been covered with a layer of cold frost, and her face was as white as gray!

He raised his hand and slapped Chen Yang in the face.

Chen Yang stopped.

"Rogue..." Mu Wanqing said hatefully, "I'll call the flight attendant now. I'd better spare you this time."

Mu Wanqing was still holding a grudge against Chen Yang and letting her make a fool of herself. She was angry. Chen Yang happened to provoke her, so Mu Wanqing vented her.

Hearing the call of the flight attendant, the man who had just gotten into the bus and came to the sleeper, "I think it's a misunderstanding. If you go out, you will inevitably bump into it. This is just a train. If you squeeze in the bus, the man will be arrested into the police station. How could he not touch a woman..."

Chen Yang saw the man talking. It was the lame man he had just hit at the station. His sleeper was above Chen Yang's sleeper.

The man's words were responded by the passengers next to him. Everyone was away from home and would always encounter various things. They had already calculated the sleeper berth. If they bought a hard seat, they would have been so crowded that their mother would have lost their recognition.

"Yes, little girl, it's like this when taking the train. It's inevitable that they will meet each other. You can't just contact the flight attendant just because of a touch. How busy the flight attendant is."

"If you are afraid of touching, don't take the train, you can take the plane..."

These passengers were just a glance and I said something, but instead I felt that Mu Wanqing was making trouble.

Mu Wanqing was so angry that she had nowhere to vent.

It was Chen Yang who took advantage of her, but now it has become hers.

He glared at Chen Yang unwillingly, stood up angrily, and walked towards the connection of the carriage.

"Thank you!" Chen Yang sat back to his sleeper and thanked the cripple man.

"I'm always out and I'm supposed to do a favor. I have beer here, so let's drink some together?"

"No, I'm not very good at drinking."

"There are no men who are not good at drinking." The man laughed. He put his crutch on the upper bunk and put his right arm on the edge of the upper bunk. With just a force, he easily reached the upper bunk.

He seemed to be very effortless, as if he was very light.

"Your legs are not good?" Chen Yang sat on the lower bunk and asked casually.

"When I was sick when I was a child, my legs became lame. I've been used to it!" said the man.

Mu Wanqing came back, but she was still angry. When she came back to see Chen Yang lying on the sleeper, Mu Wanqing yelled, "Scum, scoundrel..."

She returned to the sleeper, lay on her side, and looked at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang was just looking over, and the two of them met. Mu Wanqing glared at her eyes again, and Chen Yang smiled instead. Mu Wanqing felt that she used all her strength but hit the cotton.

Mu Wanqing, who is usually domineering and confident, is now fighting with Chen Yang like an innocent girl.

The lame man put the bag aside. When he turned sideways, he lifted up a piece of the clothes covering his waist, revealing the black handle he was pinning around his waist.

"Is that a gun?" Mu Wanqing accidentally swept the black handle on the lame man's waist. Her first instinct was that it was a gun, and she blurted out.

"No!" the man denied.

"Why isn't that a gun!" Mu Wanqing became alert. She was a rich girl and was always cautious when she went out, and was wary of someone attacking her.

"You are all sleeping and still talking." Chen Yang turned over and sat up, his face sank, "You are so rude woman. You are all sleeping and you are still talking."

"It has nothing to do with you." Mu Wanqing ignored Chen Yang, and her eyes turned to the man again, and asked alertly, "Who are you? How could you have a gun?"

"Why are you like this? You don't have any moral character in society. Don't sleep here, it will only affect others." Chen Yang arrived at Mu Wanqing's bed, suddenly grabbed Mu Wanqing's shoulder with both hands, hugged Mu Wanqing, carried it on her shoulder, and walked outside!

"Bastard, let go, let me go quickly, I want to call the police..."
Chapter completed!
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