"Hey, this kid is the guy who came in a Bentley just now, seeing that he is not very old, he can drive such a good car, how can he be a rich second generation."

A young man in his twenties who walked in front of Yang Jiang touched the shoulder of another young man next to him with his arm and said.

"What rich second generation, that car is not his, didn't you see that he was sitting in the co-pilot? I saw that the woman who was driving was either his relatives or the rich woman who supported him, but the woman's eyes didn't seem to be very good, how did she find such an ordinary person. ”

The other said with a mocking look on his face.

"This guy must have been raised by a rich woman, didn't you hear that the girl called him dad when he entered the station?"

A woman in her twenties beside the two of them glanced at Yang Jiang with some disdain, her face full of jealousy and spit.

Listening to the almost undisguised discussion of the three of them, Yang Jiang smiled bitterly and didn't bother to argue with these guys, after all, if he paid attention to all of them, wouldn't he be exhausted to death? Hurriedly quickened his pace and quickly passed through the three of them and walked into his own carriage.

Seeing that Yang Jiang didn't pay attention to it, the three of them began to speculate at random even more unscrupulously.

Entering the carriage, Yang Jiang quickly found his seat, only to find out that these three people were also in the same carriage with him, and he was also bitter in his heart, it seemed that he was going to listen to gossip all the way.

Sure enough, after the three of them sat down, they talked with great interest about whether Yang Jiang was taken care of or not.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the seat opposite the aisle of the three, and I saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl looking pitifully at a middle-aged man sitting by the window, her face full of anger and grievance.

The girl is very delicate, with a goose egg face and long shawl hair, which is the type of typical oriental beauty, and she is wearing a white dress, coupled with that pitiful expression, it actually gives people the feeling of a sister Lin falling from the sky.

"Uncle, are you sitting in the wrong seat, this is my seat."

The middle-aged man sitting in the seat was about to shed tears regardless of the girl, and even proudly lowered the seat back, and actually lay down with his legs on the seat of the person in front of him.

"I said little sister, there was no one when I came here, and besides, although this is your seat, but you are young, what's wrong with letting me sit for a while, young people now, I really don't know how to respect the old and love the young."

The girl had obviously never seen such a brazen person, and in a hurry, she reached out to pull the man up, but the man pushed the girl lightly and pushed the girl to the person who had chewed the root of Yang Jiang's tongue first just now in the seat opposite.

The man originally saw that there was a quarrel next to him, and pretended to chat with the two companions as if nothing happened, and was naturally in a bad mood when he was suddenly bumped into by someone, but just as he was about to get angry, he noticed the girl's beautiful face and hurriedly gave the girl up in his seat.

"Thanks, this is your seat, I can't sit on it."

The girl in white looked at each other gratefully, but did not sit down.

Perhaps wanting to show off in front of the beautiful woman, the man walked towards the middle-aged man with a generous step.

"Dude, you're a little unkind, this is clearly not your seat, hurry up, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind."

The middle-aged man lazily raised his eyelids, glanced at the visitor, and saw that it was a young man in his early twenties, with a trace of disdain and mockery on his face, and a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, he turned over and continued to sleep in the direction of the car window without paying any attention.

The man who was left hanging on the side was immediately furious, and grabbed the middle-aged man's collar.

"Don't say anything about respecting the old and loving the young, you're not too old, hurry up for me and return the seat to someone else."

Only then did the middle-aged man raise his head and tug at his sleeve slightly, revealing a large flower arm full of tattoos, but the corners of his mouth were still smiling casually.

But when the young man saw the big flower arm, he immediately seemed to have changed as if he had changed, let go of the hand that grabbed the other party's collar, opened his mouth wide, took two steps back with some fear, looked at the girl in white sitting in his seat, shook his head, and simply stood beside her.

The middle-aged man glanced at the young man disdainfully and said.

"Young man, even if you still have some insight and know what my tattoo means, otherwise your hand will probably be useless."

The young man didn't dare to speak, his face was full of unwillingness, but he could only nod his head again and again.

The middle-aged man looked at the girl in white again, with a lustful look in his eyes, and said.

"Sister, it's not impossible for you to sit here, brother, I'm lying here, you have the ability to sit on your brother, let my brother feel your soft little ass, how about it?"

When the girl heard this, her face turned pale instantly, and she looked at the young man standing beside her, but found that the other party turned her head to the side as if she had not seen all this.

"Little girl, don't look at it, come here, I don't think anyone in this carriage dares to stand up and say anything nonsense now, brother, I know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, come, come to my brother."

With a lewd smile on his face, the man stretched out his hand and pointed to the position of his lower body.

Yang Jiang glanced around the carriage, and sure enough, at first, some people who wanted to save the beauty because of the girl's beauty lowered their heads, and when he looked at the middle-aged man again, he had already stretched out his hand to pull the girl to him and sit down.

"Your sister, are these people blind?"

Yang Jiang was speechless, he couldn't understand why the people in this carriage were frightened by a tattoo of this guy, looking at the girl's helpless eyes, Yang Jiang finally couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and walked in the direction of the two.

He didn't stop, but pretended to be in a hurry and walked towards the bathroom at the other end of the carriage, and when he passed between the middle-aged man and the girl in white, he deliberately bumped the middle-aged man's hand away with his body.

The middle-aged man glanced at Yang Jiang, and saw that Yang Jiang was just passing by, so he stretched out his hand to the girl again, but what he didn't expect was that when his hand was about to touch the girl who was trembling like a kitten in the water, his hand was knocked away again, this time he was a little angry, lying on the chair and looking up at the person who hit him, but he saw Yang Jiang again, and he couldn't help but be angry.

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

Yang Jiang smiled, for this kind of person should not be used to, the first strike is strong, Yang Jiang raised his hand is a slap on the man's face, followed by a few punches smashed in the man's abdomen, his movements are very small, but the strength is not small, with some inches of strength, most of the people around him did not find out, the man was lying down, it was too late to resist, and after Yang Jiang twice, he suddenly curled up in pain.

"Uncle, if you are not feeling well, in line with the concept of caring for the old, weak, sick and disabled, the little girl should indeed give up your seat, I think you should be very sick now, forget the beauty, go to me and sit, anyway, I will get off at the next stop."

Yang Jiang turned his head to look at the girl, the girl in white had long wanted to escape from the other party's clutches, and when she heard Yang Jiang's invitation, her face showed gratitude, and she hurriedly ran behind Yang Jiang.