Chapter 152 Thank God
Chapter 152 Thank God
"Get the hell up! Hand over your valuables! Anyone who dares to hide even a penny, I'll chop off their hand!"
Two dark figures burst in, both wearing dark raincoats, with rainwater dripping down their hems and carrying the fishy smell of rain outside.
The man at the head of the group was tall and strong, with high cheekbones and a pair of triangular eyes that glared fiercely. He held a machete in his hand, with red blood slowly trickling down the tip of the blade. He exuded the aura of a desperate criminal.
The shorter man next to him had a pointed face and only one eye.
His left eye socket was dark and sunken, with the surrounding skin wrinkled and pulled together. His right eye was intact and was rolling around, looking the four people in the private room up and down.
Both men carried large bags bulging with loot, clearly stolen goods from other carriages.
"It fucking stinks!" The tall man covered his nose, his eyes scanning the carriage, and roared angrily, "Hurry up! Take it all out!"
The middle-aged man was the first to react, frantically searching under the pillow before pulling out a wad of bills and handing them over, his voice trembling: "B-Big brother, here, all of it for you..."
The tall man grabbed it, glanced at it briefly, stuffed it into his bag, then fixed his gaze on the middle-aged man's wrist, and said menacingly, "Take off your watch!"
"Here, here..."
The middle-aged man did not resist, and with trembling hands, he took off the watch from his wrist.
The tall man's fierce gaze shifted to the round-faced woman huddled in the corner of the bed.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll give you everything..." The round-faced woman held out a small cloth bag filled with money, her whole body trembling like a leaf.
The tall man snatched the cloth bag, tore it open, and glanced at it. Clearly dissatisfied with the amount inside, he pulled out the money and threw the empty bag at the round-faced woman's face: "Is that all? Hand over the whole thing right now!"
The round-faced woman shuddered in fright, then reached for her pillow, pulled out a few bills from under it, and handed them over.
"You shameless bitch! Do you have any more? If I find out, I'll kill you!" The tall man waved his machete, the tip almost piercing the woman's eye.
"Ah!" The round-faced woman screamed, tilting her head back and covering her left eye with her hand. Then, her voice trembling with tears, she cried out, "No, it's all gone, really, it's all gone, don't kill me..."
The middle-aged man pleaded on her behalf: "Brother, brother, my wife is pregnant, and we went to the capital for medical treatment. We've spent all our money. She really didn't lie to you..."
"Don't fucking pretend to be poor! If you're broke, can you even buy two sleeper tickets?"
The tall man clearly didn't believe it. He reached out and unzipped the upper bunk's luggage bag, picked it up, and dumped it out, scattering its contents all over the floor.
He held a knife in his right hand and a flashlight in his left, shining it on the ground while using the knife to turn over the spilled contents.
The one-eyed man was in charge of searching Lin Shuyao's side.
Before he could speak, the middle-aged woman pulled out her money: "Young man, this is ours, please take it..."
Her voice trembled, her hands trembled, and her bloated body looked old and clumsy. She seemed honest and simple, not the kind of person who would lie.
The one-eyed man stopped threatening her, grabbed the money and stuffed it into his pocket before turning to Lin Shuyao.
Lin Shuyao was clutching a roll of money in her hand.
She lowered her head, stretched out her hand, and said in a rough voice, "Here, here..."
Just as the one-eyed man was about to reach out and grab the money from her palm, his intact right eye suddenly paused for two seconds, its gaze fixing on the outstretched, fair wrist.
Her fair and slender wrists shone like a ray of light in the dimly lit carriage.
A flicker of interest crossed the one-eyed man's eyes.
Lin Shuyao's heart skipped a beat.
It’s over.
She disguised her face and her belly, but forgot about her hands.
You should know that these men can react to female lizards.
The next second, sure enough, the one-eyed man yanked off her blanket.
The fishy smell of rain hit her face, and that empty eye socket was fixed on her. Lin Shuyao's entire body instantly became defensive, like thorns standing on end.
The one-eyed man's lewd gaze traveled up her wrist and stopped at her chest. Lin Shuyao felt as if something dirty had touched her and crawled up her skin, sending a chill down her spine.
"You bitch, lift your head!"
The one-eyed man's voice was rough and harsh.
Lin Shuyao's heart felt like it was being squeezed, unable to beat at all.
She took a deep breath and slowly raised her head.
In the dim light, her face was revealed—covered in wrinkles and dense dark spots, with two protruding front teeth, indicating an underbite.
"It's fucking ugly."
The one-eyed man stared at her for two seconds, his eyes filled with disgust, and his lips twitched.
Seeing his reaction, Lin Shuyao breathed a sigh of relief and loosened her grip on the hem of her clothes one by one. Just then, the tall man turned around from the luggage rack, looked her up and down, and said to the one-eyed man, "You little brat, you have a pretty good figure."
Upon hearing this, Lin Shuyao's heart leaped into her throat again.
The one-eyed man paused in his retreat, his gaze falling once more on Lin Shuyao. The middle-aged woman quickly stepped forward to shield Lin Shuyao, her voice urgent and panicked: "Brother, this is my daughter-in-law, she's eight months pregnant and about to give birth! Please, have mercy on her, let her go, she can't take any more trouble..."
"Ouch... Mom, it hurts, it hurts so much..."
Lin Shuyao cooperated by covering her stomach, her face contorting in pain.
"Oh dear, is she about to give birth? What should I do...?" The middle-aged woman gestured frantically, looking completely panicked.
Lin Shuyao screamed even louder, rolling around on the bunk with her belly protruding, her headscarf askew, and her face covered in dark spots, making her look frighteningly ugly.
The one-eyed man was disgusted by her appearance and turned away, turning to the round-faced woman. He tilted his head and looked at her for a few seconds. Perhaps because Lin Shuyao was so ugly, the round-faced woman's attire made her look somewhat attractive. He gave a lewd smile: "Never played with a pregnant woman before. This look is barely acceptable."
Upon hearing this, the round-faced woman froze in fear, instantly shrinking into a ball. "No, no..."
Lin Shuyao didn't expect these people to even target pregnant women, so she continued to wail to distract them: "It hurts... I can't take it anymore... the baby... the baby is coming out..."
The middle-aged woman also cried out, "Oh dear, what are we going to do! I'm going into labor! Brothers, please, have mercy on us, let us go..."
Inspired, the round-faced woman clutched her chest and began to vomit violently. Due to extreme fear, her stomach churned as she vomited, and sour, foul-smelling vomit poured from her mouth onto herself. The smell, mixed with the already sour odor in the carriage, was so strong that it made people unable to open their eyes.
A middle-aged man blocked her way, his voice urgent and panicked: "Gentlemen, please have mercy! My wife has been vomiting all day and is very weak. Please, please let her go!"
The stench wafted out of the carriage in waves, making the two robbers roll their eyes. Coupled with the round-faced woman covered in vomit and Lin Shuyao's face covered in black pockmarks, all the wicked thoughts in the two robbers' minds vanished.
"What a fucking bad luck! Let's go!"
"Those two vile women are disgusting!!"
The two men cursed and swore, then turned and walked out with their loot, heading to the next private room.
The threats and pleas for mercy moved backward, carriage by carriage, until they gradually faded into the distance.
After a while, the train police and conductor arrived and said that the group of people had run away and the train was safe.
Upon hearing this, Lin Shuyao's tense body suddenly relaxed, and she collapsed onto the bunk as if all her energy had been drained, panting heavily.
Thank goodness, we're finally safe.
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