"Bang, bang, bang—"

With the rhythmic running sound of the train, Sneer Tian stood drowsy in the aisle of the train car.

This is the peak of college students' return to school. The express train to the capital was overcrowded, with five or six people crammed into each seat. The people in the aisle are crowded and everyone is next to each other, you stick to my back, I fall on top of you, there is no distance between each other at all. In some of the places that were so crowded that the people who were standing were almost lifted up, their feet touching the ground only a little on their toes, and they had to hold their heads high to be able to breathe smoothly.

Due to the large number of people and the fact that it was a hot day, although there was air conditioning, the whole carriage was filled with a pungent smell mixed with the smell of sweat, foot odor and the smell of urine wafting from the toilet that could not close the door.

Sneer Xiaotian is 1.85 meters tall, and he has practiced "Wuji Xiaoyaogong", so he can barely stand on the edge of a chair in a standing posture.

After getting on the train from Wushui Railway Station, he didn't care about the impact of the crowd, took out a book from his backpack, stood in a posture, and read it with relish.

There were only three people sitting on the seat next to him, and sitting in the aisle was a young girl with a beautiful face, also holding a "Zhixin" magazine reading, and after reading for a while, she might feel that her eyes were a little tired, so she rubbed her eyes, glanced to the side casually, and saw a sneer.

I saw him slightly spread his legs and stood there straight, the people around him were swaying left and right with the flow of people, but he was as steady as Mount Tai, holding a book and reading it like a fascination.

The young girl pursed her lips and smiled, probably thinking that this handsome big boy could still read a book under such circumstances, it was really not simple, so she looked at him carefully a few times, only to see that he had delicate facial features and a handsome face, although he was wearing the kind of outdated shirt often worn by farmers in mountain villages, but still could not hide the sunny and healthy youthful atmosphere that came out of him.

The young girl stared at Sneer Xiaotian for a few moments, and suddenly felt as if she had seen him somewhere, and after thinking about it carefully, she couldn't help but laugh dumbly: It turns out that this big boy looks very much like Taiwanese actor Lin Zhixin, no wonder he looks so familiar.

Thinking of this, the girl's face suddenly showed a little blush for no reason, and she hurriedly turned her gaze to the window at the other end.

Sneering Tian didn't notice that the girl was looking at him. After reading the book for a while, he only felt a wave of sleepiness hit him, and his upper and lower eyelids began to fight.

At first he barely held on, but after all, he couldn't resist the growing fatigue, and he just stood there and fell asleep, but the book in his hand suddenly fell when he fell asleep, and the "snap" hit the young girl's shoulder.

The young girl was startled, screamed "ahhh

Sneer Xiaotian was awakened by the scream, and when he opened his eyes, he was also startled, and hurriedly leaned over to pick up the book, and said to the girl again and again, "I'm sorry." ”

The girl glared at him angrily, and when she saw that his face was full of apologies, she suddenly laughed and said, "What's the matter with you? No one else can stand steadily, and you still have the leisure to read, and you can still sleep when you look at it." I'm really convinced. ”

After speaking, he seemed to think that this was a particularly fun and funny thing, and he covered his mouth and laughed endlessly.

Sneer Xiaotian was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say, so he had to apologize vigorously.

The girl sat back in her seat, moved her body inside, patted the large slapped place vacant on the seat, and said to Sneer: "Nerd, come, my sister will make some room for you to sit, so that if you want to read and sleep, you won't get in the way of others." ”

Sneering Tian was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shook his hand and said, "Thank you." I'm standing the same. ”

Indeed, since he practiced the "Wuji Xiaoyao Gong", he could stand for more than ten hours in a row without resting. Moreover, as long as he is tired, he can fall asleep anytime and anywhere, and he can still sleep soundly when he stands, and he will not fall, as if there is a spirit in his subconscious who is supporting him.

When the girl saw that he was not sitting, she turned her face and said, "If you want to sit, you will sit." If you don't sit down, I'm worried that you'll hit me with a book again!"

Sneering Tian was happy in his heart: This girl is quite charming when she brushes her small temperament. So he was no longer polite, carefully pressed the tip of his butt against the seat, supported his legs with his hands, and reluctantly sat down.

But sitting like this is not as comfortable as standing.

The girl saw that he was sitting very awkwardly and with great difficulty, and knew that he was afraid of squeezing herself, so she moved in a little more.

A swarthy and thin young man sitting in the middle turned his head to glare at her, and shouted, "What are you squeezing? If you want to be a good person, why don't you just give up your seat for that kid to sit on?"

The girl blushed and said angrily: "Why are you unreasonable? They are all people who are away from home, and it is convenient for them to be with others, so why not let everyone squeeze in?

Sneer Xiaotian didn't want this kind girl to quarrel with anyone, so she stood up and said, "Miss, thank you." I don't really need to sit, it's only twenty hours from here to K City, and it doesn't matter if I stand for one stop. ”

The lean man stared at him contemptuously, and when he saw that he was dressed as a villager, he pouted and said, "The toad wants to eat swan meat, and he doesn't look in the mirror!"

Sneer Xiaotian didn't want to cause trouble on the train, so he pretended not to hear the person's words, and took the initiative to stand up.

The young girl was slightly disappointed when she saw that he looked submissive, and did not react at all to the man's insults, so she stopped forcing her, and sat there with her lips pouted and sulked at the houses and trees speeding by outside the car window.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, because several groups of people had gone down at the first few major stations, the carriage was a little loose.

At this time, two young men with a green dragon on their heads and arms came over with a middle-aged man with a bag, stretched out their hands to pull away the sneer, and said to the thin black man sitting next to the girl: "This boss bought a seat, you come to the side a little and let the boss sit in the middle." ”

The thin black man hurriedly stood up and made a gesture of please. The middle-aged man with the bag squeezed in and sat down where the thin black man had been sitting.

The thin black man waited for him to sit down, and sat down as well, pushing the young girl down the aisle, almost knocking her out of her seat.

The young girl's face turned red, and she turned her head and shouted angrily, "What do you mean? I can't even sit down here." ”

The thin black man said in a weird manner: "Miss, didn't you just say: Isn't it convenient to be with people when you go out?" This boss doesn't have a seat, so he sat with us and didn't kick you out of his seat, what are you yelling about?"

The two heads also swept around the young girl with fierce eyes, looking like they were about to do something if they didn't agree with each other.

The young girl still wanted to fight for a few words, but when she saw the fierce appearance of the two young men, she was afraid that she would suffer a loss in front of her if she continued to fight, so she had to hold back the anger in her heart and stop making a sound.

Sneer Xiaotian originally wanted to say a few words for the girl, but he held back after a while.

He had long since discovered that these people who sold seats were a gang, about six or seven people.

They drilled through the carriages, and when they saw empty seats, they rushed to sit down, and then the gang members asked the people who were standing one by one if they wanted to buy seats, and each seat was sold for 30 yuan. If there are really no vacant seats to grab, they will use squeezing or threatening to forcibly grab the seats of some people who seem to be more honest and easy to bully, and then sell them.

Because the train was so crowded that it was difficult for the police and conductor to get a trip to the car, the gang was even more unscrupulous.

At about seven o'clock, the young girl was about to go to the bathroom, so she got up and squeezed through the gap to the joint of the carriage. At this moment, one of the two board heads who had been standing on the edge of the sneering sky sat down on the girl's seat.

After about ten minutes, the girl squeezed back from that side, and when she saw Ban Cuntou sitting in her seat, she said, "This is my seat, please give way." ”

Ban Cun glanced at her, turned his gaze out of the car window, ignored the girl, and shook his head and whistled.

The girl was furious, and raised her voice and shouted, "This is my seat!

Ban Cuntou turned his head and looked fierce: "What are you yelling at Lao Tzu? You say that this seat is yours, who can prove it? Who dares to prove it?"

"I dare!"

Sneering Tian couldn't hold back any longer, and shouted angrily with round eyes.

The girl turned her head and looked at the sneering sky with angry eyes as if she didn't believe it, and a hint of joy flashed across her face, but in an instant it was replaced by a worried expression.

Those few people were also startled by the roar of the sneering sky at first, but when they looked closely, it was a young man from the countryside, and they couldn't help but look at each other and sneer.

The man sitting in the seat stood up and reached out to pat Sneer's shoulder: "Hillbilly, do you dare to stand up and fight grievances, aren't you afraid that we will throw you out of this carriage?"

Sneering Tian copied it with his backhand, grabbed the vein of the hand that put the head of the board on his shoulder, and dragged it behind him. With a "bang", Ban Cuntou's head slammed into the back of the seat, and a bag the size of a child's fist immediately bulged out of his forehead, like a large sarcoma growing out of thin air.

The other two accomplices were shocked.

The other board that had been standing next to Sneer Xiaotian hit Sneer Xiaotian's cheek with a fist.

Sneering Tian turned his head away, dodging his ferocious blow, and at the same time his left hand curled into an elbow and slammed into the ribs of the person who attacked him behind him, and there was a muffled "bang", and the person behind him only felt a sharp pain in his right chest, as if his ribs were broken, and he bent down and shouted loudly in pain.

The thin black man sitting in the seat saw that the two accomplices had suffered a big loss, suddenly stood up, took out a spring dagger from his trouser pocket, and brandished it and stabbed at the sneering sky.

Sneer Xiaotian took a step back, looked at his wrist holding the dagger, stretched out his right hand from the gap of the knife flower like lightning, and then grabbed his vein, and the five fingers buckled hard, and the black thin man howled in pain, and the dagger in his hand also fell to the seat.

At this time, the people around were screaming and squeezing to both sides, sneering that there was a vacant space next to the sky.

The young girl had been nervously watching Sneer Xiaotian fight with those people, and when she saw that Ban Cuntou, who had been hit in the ribs, came back to her senses and was about to attack Sneng Xiaotian from behind, she picked up a tempered glass cup with boiling water on the next seat and smashed it on Ban Cuntou's head.

Ban Cuntou let out a wail, couldn't support it anymore, held the blood-dripping head with both hands, and slowly softened.

At this time, several policemen and conductors squeezed through the crowd sweating profusely and shouted, "Stop!

Sneer Xiaotian was about to raise his fist and prepare to give the black thin man a few more punches, when he heard the shouts of the police, he slowly lowered his hand in the air again......