Bang Dang!

Yang Weicheng probed in, and as soon as he took a step, he heard the sound of something being kicked over.

He instantly became nervous, and his intuition told him that there might be more than 2 people in this toilet.

Ahh

The man who hid in the shadows was silent, like a cheetah lurking in the thorn bushes and staring at him, making him hairy.

If you can't do it today, you have to explain it here, he thought.

"It's okay, I'm leaving!" After Yang Weicheng finished shouting, he turned around and walked to the door.

The door slammed shut.

In the cubicle of the public toilet, a woman was lying on the floor in disheveled clothes, next to two men, one crouching in front of him, and the other standing shirtless, staring at the toilet door.

Both of them had fierce eyes and fierce looks. The crouching guy had a deep scar on his cheek.

"Out?" The crouching man asked.

The shirtless man was speechless, and quietly stepped forward, intending to open the door to see what was going on.

Bang!

The door slammed open and bounced straight into his head.

The man staggered two steps and fell to the ground. He cursed, braced his hands and tried to get up.

But suddenly someone broke into the door and kicked him directly in the head: "Leave you!" ”

Bang!

There was another sound, and the shirtless man lay still.

Crash!

The lattice door was pushed open, and a man with a slightly shorter head but gloomy eyes and scarred face walked inside.

The man was holding a butterfly knife in his hand, brushing and brushing, and he was playing very slippery.

His eyes were cold, and he gritted his teeth and stared at Yang Weicheng: "Little brother, we have no grievances in the past and no enemies in the near future, why do you want to harm my good deeds?" ”

Yang Weicheng grinned: "I didn't do anything bad to you, can't I come to visit and learn?" ”

He looked at it, and there was a pair of men's feet on the ground, and in the last cubicle, looking at the state, he was either dead or faint.

"Less!" Scarface played with the butterfly knife, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly sneered.

Yang Weicheng was stunned for a moment, but he heard a roar from behind, and secretly said that it was bad, and he fell for this guy's plan. The shirtless man didn't faint for long at all, he had already gotten up and punched Yang Weicheng on the back of the head.

Yang Weicheng hurriedly dodged, but there was a wolf in front and a tiger in the back, and he was not a person who knew martial arts.

Bang!

The man threw a punch on his shoulder, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Niang Xipi, Lao Tzu has never suffered this kind of loss!" Yang Weicheng was furious, gritted his teeth and swung a punch, directly hitting the man in the face.

The man was like a dog with encephalitis, beaten in a circle, and then plopped and fell to the ground.

Yang Weicheng hurriedly turned around to deal with the other, but the man had already rushed to him and stabbed him in the abdomen.

"Ouch!" The violent poking sensation made Yang Weicheng can't help but exhale in pain.

"Nosy, a dead end!" The man's eyes flashed with a crazy light.

Even when he remembered that scene many years later, Yang Weicheng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his spine, this person's appearance was more terrifying than Liu Jingen and Liu Mugen, two madmen.

Yang Weicheng viciously grabbed him by the hair and slammed his head into his head.

One, two...... I don't know how long the thumping sound lasted, and the blood flowed down from Yang Weicheng's hairline, flowing through his eyes and face, and dripping to the ground.

Die? Okay, Lao Tzu will pull you to be a cushion when he dies.

The man was able to resist at first, he raised his hand and wanted to stab Yang Weicheng again, but found that the knife was actually broken.

What quality?!

He simply threw away the butterfly knife and hit it with his fist. As soon as he punched, Yang Weicheng returned two punches to him.

Young, tall, and strong, Yang Weicheng actually has an advantage. Gradually, the opponent didn't even have the strength to struggle.

I don't know how long it took to fight, Yang Weicheng was panting, his whole body was trembling, his heart was flustered, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

Thump!

Yang Weicheng's hand was light, and the man slipped to the ground softly.

He snorted and panted, looked down, and grinned: "Rub, I thought you were so capable, it turned out to be just a flesh and blood head." ”

The guy's face was covered in blood, much worse than he was.

After a few breaths, Yang Weicheng walked outside the lattice room and saw a woman in her thirties inside, crying and trembling while getting dressed.

Hearing the movement, the woman was so frightened that she hugged her head and squatted down: "What do you want to give you, don't kill me!" ”

"Eldest sister, those two goods were knocked over by me, don't be afraid. Who's the one next door? Get up, I'll accompany you to the police station to report the case. ”

When the woman heard this, she gradually stopped trembling, looked up at the bright-eyed young man, and couldn't help crying.

"We came from Yanjing to do business, and who knew that we met bad people at the guest house and followed us all the way to the train station. Now our train is also missing, and the money is robbed, and my wife ......"

The woman cried and complained, and Yang Weicheng comforted him while pushing open another door to see what was going on.

There was a man lying on the ground, with a stab in the stomach and a pool of blood next to him. Although the man had a blue nose and swollen face, and also suffered a knife wound, the amount of bleeding was not too great, and he should be saved.

Yang Weicheng first tied up the two thugs, and then, together with the woman, carried the man out.

Walking out of the women's bathroom, startling everyone else, and hiding from afar, as if hiding from the plague.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is not a bad person, what are you afraid of? Go and call the police for us! There is a sentry box above...... "Yang Weicheng grabbed a young man and yelled at him.

The young man trembled with fear, but he also listened to his arrangement, and hurriedly ran up, and soon came down with the patrol.

Then there was another troublesome matter, making notes, going to the hospital, and tossing, and when Yang Weicheng came out of the hospital, it was already more than 11 o'clock in the middle of the night.

He didn't see the hapless couple again, but heard that the two thugs had been arrested.

It turned out that these two people were well-known Jiangyang thieves in this area, and they had done a lot of unconscionable things.

These years are not like the later generations, there are cameras everywhere, and there is nowhere to hide evil deeds.

Yang Weicheng cooperated with the police, and he was quite shy because he did good deeds, and he was praised in the police station and hospital.

A police officer accompanied him to the hospital for examination, and after the examination, he was sent back to the hotel.

On the way, the police inadvertently asked: "Young man, you are really powerful, that guy has a knife in his hand, and he didn't hurt you, I think your ancestral grave must be smoking." ”

"Yes!" Yang Weicheng smiled and nodded, but he was also taken aback in his heart.

He couldn't help but think of the scene when he fought the villain in the public toilet before, and there was indeed a moment when the guy stabbed him in the stomach with a butterfly knife.

The feeling of cone stabbing and oppression is still vivid.

Yang Weicheng could even clearly find the location of the piercing, his hand couldn't help but touch there, but he was not injured?

He couldn't help but lift his clothes and examine them carefully. There are also marks on the belly, and there are some scratches on the skin, indicating that the knife has indeed been pierced.

The knife didn't cut the edge? Unlikely, after all, the male victim is a living example, and people are still in the operating room at the moment.

Poor quality? Probably that's the only explanation.

Back at the hotel, Yang Weicheng was still immersed in great surprise, and he didn't notice at all that in the reception area next to him, Li Dong was sitting and chatting with a girl.

"Wei Cheng, you're finally back. I*, what's wrong with you? Li Dong happened to be facing the direction of the gate, and was the first to see Yang Weicheng come in and greeted him happily.

But this happiness was immediately broken by the blood stains on Yang Weicheng's body and his tired face.

Li Dong's face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly got up and ran forward, pulling Yang Weicheng to check the east and west, and kept asking.

Yao Ruocheng turned her back in surprise, Yang Weicheng was discredited, in fact, she was quite depressed, and she complained to Li Dong just now.

But seeing Yang Weicheng's appearance, her displeasure was swept away, and all that was left was anxiety and worry, and she hurriedly ran up to help him.

After the train was delayed, Li Dong picked her up, but because they were looking for Yang Weicheng, they stayed near the station for 2 hours, and they just returned to the hotel not long after.

Li Dong was afraid that Yang Weicheng would be worried if he couldn't find them, so he proposed to sit and wait in the lobby.

Unexpectedly, Yang Weicheng actually appeared in this state.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Yao Ruocheng spoke Mandarin with a strong local accent.

Yang Weicheng was too tired, and he tossed him enough tonight.

Seeing the two of them, he thought that he still had the task of picking up people, and grinned: "Ruotang, are you here......"

His body was crooked and he fell to the ground.