Chapter 9: Phantasmal Star Grass
It's not rush hour, and there aren't a lot of people on the bus, at least ...... It doesn't look crowded.
After Lin Yu got on the car, he actually saw a vacant seat, and there was no one sitting on it.
However, there were two young men with fierce expressions, standing straight in the carriage, and no one went to sit in the only vacant seat.
One of the sturdy young men had his hair curled slightly, and he was carrying a black computer bag on his body, but it looked like it was gently swinging, and it didn't seem to contain anything.
On the face of another young man, there was an extremely striking and ugly scar, which looked quite hideous.
Lin Yu groaned slightly, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, and quickly walked over and sat down in that vacant position.
He originally thought that the destination of these two sturdy young men should be reached soon, so neither of them had taken a seat before.
However......
An hour later, the bus had already passed more than 20 stops in succession, and they still hadn't gotten off.
After another moment, suddenly, there was some commotion in the carriage.
Immediately after, an extremely angry voice rang out.
"What are you doing? How dare you steal my money?!"
As this voice fell, the passengers on the bus immediately became alert, and everyone's eyes suddenly shifted.
At the convergence of everyone's eyes, I saw a middle-aged woman in her fifties, dressed in ordinary clothes, standing up from her seat angrily, carrying a crumpled brown leather bag in her left hand, and in her other hand, there was a small grass that looked very ordinary, but it exuded a faint silver light throughout.
Phantasm Grass?
Although most of the passengers on the car didn't care about the things in the hands of the middle-aged woman, this grass immediately attracted Lin Yu's attention.
The 'Phantom Star Grass' can not only be used for medicine and alchemy, but if it is used properly, it will also be of great benefit to Lin Yu's cultivation at this stage, others may not be able to see the value of this grass, but for Lin Yu, who has already obtained the cultivation inheritance, his eyesight is naturally far from being comparable to ordinary people.
Lin Yu's gaze wandered, and he quickly landed on the curly-haired young man with a black computer bag.
At this time, the curly-haired young man was standing beside the middle-aged woman, holding several bundles of hundred-yuan bills in both hands, and quickly loaded the computer bag on his body, and between the two fingers, there was a thin sharp blade.
Seeing this, Lin Yu immediately understood in his heart that the bundles of money in the hands of the curly-haired young man must have come from inside after cutting the middle-aged woman's purse with a blade.
It's all a stealing.
It was clear that the curly-haired young man with a computer bag was at odds with his hands and feet.
Be a bus pickpocket!
"You, pay me back quickly!"
The middle-aged woman shouted angrily, the look of anxiety on her face overflowing, and then she reached out and grabbed it violently, trying to snatch back the money she had stolen.
The curly-haired young man smiled coldly, raised his foot and kicked her to the ground, his eyes were gloomy and fierce, and Sen Ran said:
"What your money? Who can prove that it's your money?!You call it, and it promises you?!!
Although his voice sounded a little hoarse, the arrogance and arrogance in his tone were unmistakable.
"You ......"
After hearing his words, the middle-aged woman trembled with anger, and her face turned extremely red:
"You stole my money, and you dare to beat someone?"
"You, do you still have humanity?!"
"What you are holding in your hand is clearly the 100,000 yuan in my bag, just now you cut my leather bag with a blade and stole the money, but I saw it all, you don't want to deny it!"
At the end of the day, she raised the brown leather bag in her hand.
Sure enough, a long gap had been cut in the top of the bag.
The passengers on the bus naturally knew that she was not lying.
The curly-haired young man with a black computer bag was obviously a bus pickpocket, and he had just stolen 100,000 yuan from the middle-aged woman's bag.
The curly-haired young man's face sank, and he glanced condescendingly at the middle-aged woman who fell to the ground, and suddenly kicked it again, and said in a cold tone:
"Stinky Sanba, even if this money is yours, what can you do?
The faces of everyone present changed, and they thought to themselves that this person was really rampant.
"Listen, everyone, he himself has admitted it! It's really too rampant! Is there no place to be reasonable in this huge Chuhai City?!"
"This 100,000 yuan, but I gave my daughter a life-saving money, and I will send it to the hospital today! My daughter is very sick now, if this money is gone, my daughter's condition will be completely delayed......
The middle-aged woman looked around, endured the pain of being beaten by the curly-haired youth, and shouted to everyone present, wanting to ask for some help from the passengers around her.
I hope someone can stand up and do justice for her.
On her own, she obviously couldn't cope with the situation in front of her.
Hearing her words, everyone finally understood why this middle-aged woman, who looked ordinary, was obviously at the bottom of society, why she had so much money on her.
It turned out that this was the money for her daughter's treatment.
Obviously, this money is extremely important to middle-aged women, and even to some extent, it represents whether a dying life can be saved in time.
And the curly-haired young man even had to steal and rob the life-saving money used to treat his daughter, and he beat people after being discovered, which was really hateful.
Thinking of this, some passengers in the carriage began to move, and all of a sudden, more and more people wanted to stand up and fight the grievances.
The curly-haired young man snorted coldly, and skillfully put all the money stolen from him into his black computer bag.
Then, he suddenly took out a single-edged short knife from his body, and on the wooden hilt, there was a black skull carved on it, which looked extremely gloomy.
At the same time, the sturdy young man with a hideous scar on his face, who had stood there without speaking, did not know where to take out a single-edged short knife that was exactly the same as it.
The scarred young man looked around, pointed at the twenty or thirty passengers present with the tip of his knife, and a cruel and tyrannical sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth, and said fiercely:
"If you know each other, it's best not to meddle in things, the knives in your hands don't have eyes. ”
"This 100,000 yuan, Lao Tzu is going to decide today, if anyone dares to stand up and find it uncomfortable, don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless!"
The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became extremely silent.
At this moment, naturally everyone could see that this scarred young man was the accomplice of the curly-haired young man who had stolen before, and the most important thing was that at this time, the two of them were all holding very sharp murder weapons in their hands.
Seeing this situation, several passengers who originally wanted to stand up and act bravely suddenly hesitated and subconsciously shrank back.
Although there is no shortage of people in this world who have a sense of justice and like to fight grievances, the premise is that it is within the scope of their own capabilities, and the sharp short knives in the hands of the curly-haired youth and the scarred youth make all the passengers in the car extremely fearful.