Chapter 81: Fugitive

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  Four robbers, simultaneously drew out their hands from the pockets of their clothes. Each person's right hand grasped a white, foot-long dagger. The sunlight shone in through the car window and onto the daggers, reflecting off them with a dazzling glare, making it clear that these daggers were extremely sharp.

  One hijacker stood still, guarding the car door; one hijacker rushed towards the driver, holding a dagger to the driver's neck, ordering him to pull the bus over to the side of the road; one hijacker walked into the middle of the carriage, vigilantly patrolling back and forth, his gaze fixed on each passenger like a venomous snake, preventing them from making any sudden movements; one hijacker pulled out a black backpack and walked straight towards Ye Hua.

  Four robbers almost launched at the same time, locked in their targets at the same time. From these actions, it can be seen that the four are absolutely old offenders and made a meticulous plan before taking action, clarifying each division of labor.

  Looking at the thief walking towards Fourth Master with a bag in his hand, Ye Han understood that he was preparing to take the money. It seemed that the four of them had already set their sights on Fourth Master's family and knew they had money on them, but were just waiting for an opportunity to make their move.

  This sudden change, instantly frightened the passengers in the carriage, and when they came to their senses, many passengers realized what had happened, got up, and the adults' exclamations of surprise, women's shrill cries, children's loud wails, all kinds of sounds mixed together, chaotic.

  The entire carriage of passengers, only Ye Han was sitting there leisurely, as if nothing had happened.

  "Don't move! Sit still in your own seat, whoever moves, I'll kill him!"

  The hijacker standing at the car door let out a loud roar, and his rough voice immediately suppressed the noise inside the carriage.

  Looking at the shiny dagger in his hand, those passengers who were originally ** did not dare to move again, and even dared not to make a sound, sitting in their seats trembling with fear, their terrified eyes constantly scanning the four men.

  Ye Han's uncle Ye Hua tightly covered the pocket containing 600,000 yuan in cash, his face pale.

  "You, take out all the money on you!" The robber with a black backpack stood in front of Ye Hua, opened his bag, and pointed it at Ye Hua, while waving a dagger back and forth in front of Ye Hua's eyes.

  "What... what money?" Ye Hua's body trembled with tension, his voice shaking as he spoke, and his hands covered even tighter.

  "Stop pretending to be stupid, I know you just withdrew a lot of money from the bank! Hehe, I've had my eyes on you for a long time!"

  Yehua only felt his head buzzing, and sweat suddenly seeped out of his forehead. In his heart, he cried out: "It's all over! It turns out these people have been watching us all along. What can we do now?"

  Ye Jun, sitting on the other side of the train car, clenched his fists, with his knuckles turning white, and a mixture of fear and anger in his expression. He knew that the 60,000 yuan on his father's body was almost all of their family savings, which were meant for his own wedding. If it fell into the hands of these thugs, everything would be lost.

  But now, what can he do? The four robbers were full of murderous intent, each one was lean and mean, and they still held daggers in their hands. Looking at their ferocious faces, Ye Jun had no doubt that as soon as he made a move, the daggers in their hands would ruthlessly stab over.

  Ye Jun wished he could turn himself into a martial arts master with exceptional skills, take down the thugs in front of him with three punches and two kicks, and then drag them to the police station in town, letting the law severely punish these despicable villains.

  "Hurry up and hand over the money! I don't have time to waste with you here! Otherwise, I'll kill you!" Seeing Ye Hua's changing expression, sitting there motionless, holding onto his backpack, the robber started to get impatient. The dagger in his hand moved forward a bit, pressing against Ye Hua's heart.

  Yang Mei was so scared that she couldn't stop trembling all over, fearing that the bandit would really take action and hurt Ye Hua. She cried out: "Old Ye, quickly give him the money! Life is more important!"

  "Haha, this sister is still clever! You want money or your life, you decide!" The robber sneered, holding the backpack.

  Ye Kui and his wife were also shocked and frightened. Although they thought of their second son Ye Han being good at fighting, there were four thugs in front of them, each with a knife in hand. How dare they ask Ye Han to take action? Forget it, the money is gone, anyway, there's plenty of money at home now, and they can help Ye Hua make up for it later.

  A loss of 600,000 yuan is nothing compared to one's life!

  Four robbers came not only for the money on Ye Hua's body, but also didn't plan to let go of other passengers. At the same time that the robber holding a backpack threatened Ye Hua to hand over his money, another robber began to take action in the carriage. He searched the young men who had bags and frisked those who didn't, targeting passengers who were dressed more luxuriously.

  At this time, the carriage that had just been arranged again began to transmit crying and begging sounds, mixed with the laughter of the hijacker who was complacent after finding the property.

  Under the threat of the knife-wielding bandit, Ye Hua sighed inwardly and closed his eyes in pain, his trembling hands slowly reaching into his clothes.

  Ye Jun's heart was in a fierce struggle, and when he saw his father about to take out the money, for a moment his blood surged upwards, and without considering any consequences, he suddenly stood up, clenched his fists, and shouted loudly: "Dad, you can't give them the money!"

  "Little rabbit, this is looking for death!" The robber holding the backpack flashed a fierce light in his eyes, revealing a sinister appearance. His body leaned to the left, taking a step forward, and the dagger in his hand drew out a cold light, stabbing towards Ye Jun's abdomen.

  He's been in this line of work for a long time, and he knows that at this moment, the only way to intimidate the other passengers into cooperating is to let Ye Jun see some blood. As for whether Ye Jun lives or dies from this stab wound, he couldn't care less.

  Laozi anyway already has a case of murder on his body, catching left and right is death, killing one more what's the difference?

  That bandit was a real fugitive, with cruel and ruthless means, without considering the consequences. His dagger stabbed out quickly, fiercely and accurately. The three people beside him, Ye Hua, Ye Kui and Ye Shan, shouted in surprise at the same time. Yang Xiu Ying, Yang Mei, Ye Juan and Ye Ting were even more frightened, closing their eyes and not daring to look again.

  "Ah!"

  A deafening roar came from Ye Jun's mouth, one hand blocking the dagger that was stabbing at him, and the other fist clenched tightly, blasting towards the bandit's chest.

  Don't look at Ye Jun's gentle appearance, but deep down he has a strong and unyielding pride. The other party wants to rob his family of their hard-earned money, which is also his wedding fund. He is both shocked and anxious, and suddenly he has the determination to fight to the death. At this moment, there are only eight words in his heart - "If I die, I'll die with him!"

  One was ferocious and robust, the other weak and refined; one was empty-handed, the other grasped a sharp blade... The two sides suddenly clashed in this cramped train carriage space. Haha, it seemed that there was no comparison between their strengths, and the outcome also seemed to be something that every passenger could anticipate...