The person Zuo Xue'er shouted was a middle-aged uncle sitting in the second row, who looked to be in his forties, and he had already thanked him.

He wears a gold necklace around his neck, a gold ring on his hand, and a leather bag the size of a stationery box on his arm.

In the back seat of his seat, there was a young man dyed with yellow hair, who used a slender blade to open the leather bag, revealing the red banknotes inside.

The bus has been driving for nearly an hour, and the people on the bus are a little drowsy at this time, which gives this yellow hair a chance.

Of course, there are still many people who have seen this scene.

However, Zuo Xueer was the only one who reminded her.

The middle-aged uncle was still dozing off in the seat, but when he heard Zuo Xue'er's words, he suddenly became agitated and hurriedly grabbed his bag.

What is surprising is that after the middle-aged man found out about Huang Mao's actions, he was not annoyed, but looked at Huang Mao and begged: "This little brother, the money in this is my hard-earned money for half a year." You can do it. ”

Huang Mao saw that everyone was staring at him, and he couldn't help but scold angrily: "It's so unlucky!"

With that, he withdrew his hand.

Even if she was broken by Zuo Xueer in public, she didn't have the consciousness of being caught, and there was no trace of fear on her face, but she sat back gracefully.

Seeing this, the middle-aged uncle hurriedly nodded and thanked him.

"Uncle, it's obvious that he stole your things. Why do you want to thank him?"

Seeing this, Zuo Xue'er looked puzzled.

When the middle-aged uncle heard this, he was a spirit, not only did he not thank Zuo Xue'er, but instead scolded: "Little girl, don't talk nonsense!"

"This little brother is looking at the novelty of my bag and wants to take a closer look. How could it be to steal?"

"Yes...... But I saw that he had torn your bag!"

Zuo Xue'er still insisted.

"Xue'er, everyone said they didn't steal, so don't say it again. ”

Shu Wenbin, who was in the back row, hurriedly pulled Zuo Xue'er and whispered.

"Why? He stole something, can I still sit idly by? He's just a thief!" Zuo Xue'er said with a look of indignation.

Huang Mao, who sat back in his seat, heard Zuo Xue'er's words, stood up with a "Teng" sound, and walked towards Zuo Xue'er's direction with a fierce face.

"Little girl, who do you say is the thief?"

"It's you, I obviously saw you stealing something!" Zuo Xue'er argued, "Everyone else has seen it too! And that uncle, you just stole his things!"

The passengers in the car turned their heads to look elsewhere when they saw Zuo Xue'er looking at them.

The middle-aged uncle who was reminded by Zuo Xue'er hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It has nothing to do with me." He didn't steal anything from me!"

"You ......"

Zuo Xue'er couldn't help but feel a little angry when she heard this.

Huang Mao laughed proudly, staring at Zuo Xue'er and smiling: "You said I stole something? What about human evidence, what about physical evidence?"

"If there is no witness or physical evidence, then you are maliciously slandering me?"

"Say, how to solve this matter?!"

As he spoke, a pair of thief eyes began to look at Zuo Xue'er continuously, with a malicious smile on her face.

"If they don't stand up, it doesn't mean that you are not a thief!" Zuo Xue'er said coldly.

Huang Mao smiled when he heard this, and he didn't quibble for himself, and said without fear: "Little girl, it's the first time you take the bus, right?

"Look at how beautiful you look, if you have a scar on your face, it's not beautiful!"

Zuo Xue'er panicked when she heard this, and said with little confidence: "You ...... How dare you!"

"Hehe, I don't dare! Such a watery little girl, if you don't enjoy it, wouldn't it be a waste?"

The yellow-haired little face, his face was full of lewd light.

As he spoke, a hand was also grabbed towards Zuo Xue'er.

"Stop!"

Shu Wenbin shouted, stood up suddenly, and shouted angrily at Huang Mao: "Boy, you dare to touch her, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will let you die without a place to be buried?"

Syllable!

He was answered with a resounding slap.

Huang Mao suddenly turned around, threw it over, and directly whipped Shu Wenbin to the ground.

"You...... Do you dare to hit me? Do you know who my dad is?"

Shu Wenbin covered his face and said in disbelief.

"Haha"

Hurriedly hearing this, he immediately laughed and scolded: "Where did the wild boy come from, and he dare to fucking pretend to be forced in front of Lao Tzu?"

The next moment, his whole face suddenly became gloomy, and he said hideously: "Then do you believe it or not, if you dare to say one more word, Lao Tzu will let you die now without a place to be buried?"

At the same time as the words fell, there was also a butterfly knife in his hand, exuding a cold glow.

Whew!

Huang Mao held the butterfly knife in his hand and waved it a few times in front of Shu Wenbin's face, which immediately frightened Shu Wenbin and turned pale.

At that moment just now, Shu Wenbin seemed to feel that death was beckoning to him!

He has been pampered since he was a child, and when he encountered such a scene, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak again. Even, because of fear, the whole body couldn't help but tremble.

"Haha!"

When Huang Mao saw Shu Wenbin's appearance, he laughed even more proudly, "Phew, you don't have the courage to coax goods, just this little ability, you dare to fucking pretend to be with Lao Tzu!"

Rumble!

Shu Wenbin's face instantly turned red.

A pair of eyes stared at Huang Mao, but he didn't dare to say anything cruel.

Huang Mao smiled proudly, then looked at Zuo Xue'er again, and sneered: "Now, it's time to settle our accounts!"

Zuo Xue'er was finally scared this time, and said in horror: "You...... What do you want?"

"What do I think? You framed me as a thief and hurt my heart. You have to make it up to me, right?"

"I don't want you to lose money, just use your body to comfort me!"

After speaking, he reached out again and grabbed Zuo Xue'er's wrist.

"Ah......h

Zuo Xue'er screamed in fright and hurriedly struggled violently.

It's a pity that she's just a girl, how can her strength compare to the yellow hair in front of her?

No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free from the shackles of yellow hair.

"Help, come and save me!"

Zuo Xue'er shouted, her face full of panic.

When the surrounding passengers heard this, their faces showed a little unbearable.

A few passengers were about to come up to stop them.

Just as he was about to stand up, Huang Mao's sneer also rang out: "I see who the dares to meddle in things! I don't want to have a few more holes in my body, so I will stay for Lao Tzu!"

The passengers who were about to stand up were stunned when they heard this, and when they saw the butterfly knife in Huang Mao's hand again, they suddenly died down.

Seeing this, Huang Mao became more and more unscrupulous, turned his head and instructed the driver who was driving: "Hurry up and stop the for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will get off here!"

Now the car is halfway through, there is no village in front of the village, there is no store in the back, what Huang Mao wants to do when he gets off the car at this time, everyone doesn't have to guess at all.

Although the driver was a little unbearable, he was afraid of Huang Mao's power and stopped the car.

Huang Mao smiled proudly and was about to pull Zuo Xueer out of the car together.

Zuo Xue'er was shocked, and hurriedly looked at Shu Wenbin for help, hoping that he could stop Huang Mao.

However, Shu Wenbin had already been frightened by Huang Mao, and when he saw Zuo Xue'er's gaze towards him, he turned his head away.

Didn't make a sound!

Airplanes!

Zuo Xue'er seemed to have been struck by lightning, her body stiffened, and she suddenly fell into infinite despair.

A pretty face is even more miserable to the extreme.

At this moment, an indifferent voice rang out.

"Let her go!"

"Huh?"

Huang Mao was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't expect that someone would dare to stand up at this time.

looked at the sound and found that the person who spoke was the young man who was sitting next to Zuo Xue'er and had his eyes closed.

Even now, the boy didn't open his eyes.

"Boy, what did you just say?"

Huang Mao stared at Ye Fei, a little doubtful that he had heard it wrong.

"Let him go, get out of the car, I can spare your life!"

Ye Fei opened his eyes, looked directly at the yellow hair in front of him, and said calmly.

"Hehe, Lao Tzu just smoked a kid who doesn't know the height of the sky, but I didn't expect another one to come? spare Lao Tzu's life, hehe, it's really a big breath!"

Huang Mao looked at Ye Fei with a hideous expression: "Boy, so you plan to meddle in your own affairs?"

"You're right!" Ye Fei nodded seriously, "I'll take care of this idle matter!"

"Then you will die for me!"

Huang Mao roared loudly and suddenly became difficult.

Holding the butterfly knife in his hand, it was stabbing Ye Fei's lower abdomen!