The paranoid hero who is about to wear clothes is squeamish again

Chapter 184
Some unspeakable displeasure rose in Chu Ze's heart.

Shao Yu smelled the smell of gunpowder in the air and smoothed things over, "Okay, Yao'er, if anything happens, we'll talk about it later."

Qi Cheng nodded, grabbed her fingertips, and smiled at Chu Ze.

For no reason, Chu Ze was in a daze for a moment.After regaining consciousness, he walked with them to the station.

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Because I didn't catch up with the holidays, there were not many people on the train, the aisles were spacious, and most of the people on the train were seated tickets.

It was getting late, and the passengers squinted their eyes and went to sleep one after another.

The four of them sat at a table after exchanging tickets.

Qi Cheng sat on the other side of the aisle.

She is not very picky, as long as she can lean on it, she can fall asleep.

In the middle of the night, suddenly there were some faint sounds.

Qi Cheng opened his eyes, covered his lips and yawned, half-closed his almond eyes, and vaguely saw a dark figure ahead.

The shadows are furtive and furtive.

Qi Cheng woke up with a start.

The tall figure not far away gradually bent down, taking advantage of the gradual closing of the eyes of the people around him, wanting to do something sneaky.

Qi Cheng stood up slowly, minimizing the noise she might make.

Suddenly he reached out and patted the man's shoulder.

"Ah..." The man was taken aback, "I didn't do anything!"

Before being exposed, he had already begun to prove his innocence.

This is a middle-aged man with a local accent in his voice.

"It's late, you should go to bed early." Qi Cheng rubbed her eyes, and spoke in a warm voice.

When the middle-aged uncle heard that she was a little girl, he suddenly fell to the ground.

Qi Cheng looked at him inexplicably, not quite understanding why he suddenly fell to the ground.

"Ouch, why did you hit me? It hurts like hell, ouch, ouch..." the middle-aged uncle said while putting the wallet he had just stolen into his pocket.

The people around were gradually awakened by his voice.

"In the middle of the night, do you still let people sleep?"

The man clutched his stomach and was still moaning, "I bumped into someone, it hurts me to death."

Before Qi Cheng could say anything, the woman whose wallet was stolen by a man stood up, "You little girl, can you be a little polite? You don't know how to help someone when you bump into someone at night."

The woman said to the uncle again, "Uncle, the ground is cold, please get up quickly."

The uncle wiped away the non-existent tears, lowered his head, his voice choked up, "I can't get up, my family is poor, and I don't have the money to pay for the medical expenses."

On the train, people gradually began to whisper, "Isn't this Nian Cheng? I didn't expect her character to be so bad."

"Hurry up and take a photo and post it on Weibo!"

"What's wrong?" Shao Yu stood up and asked Qi Cheng.

Qi Cheng shook her head, "It's fine, don't worry."

She took a step forward, her apricot eyes were sincere, and there was no misunderstood irritability in her voice, "Eldest sister, check first to see if your wallet has been stolen. He seemed to be stealing from you before."

The uncle subconsciously covered his pockets, turned his head and stared at Qi Cheng, and said with a mournful face, "What's wrong with you? I was hit by you, and you still want to frame me?"

Qi Cheng ignored him, "Sister, check first."

The elder sister rummaged through the bag, and the more she rummaged, the more serious her face became.

The uncle saw that something was wrong, so he ran away.

Qi Cheng also quickly caught up.

Everyone around was dumbfounded. Is this a ploy?

The eldest sister was also dumbfounded, and hurried to catch up, "He stole my wallet!"

Nian Yun, who was far away in Beijing, accidentally slipped his hand and liked Reuters' Weibo post saying that Qi Cheng's character was not good, and directly sent this news to the trending searches.

(End of this chapter)