The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

"Plainclothes?" The man with the black mole was stunned for a moment, but then he smiled ferociously, "I've been running on this line for several years. What police haven't seen me? Why haven't I seen you?"

Lin Zhiyuan replied coldly: "There are so many things that you haven't seen before. Do we need to inform you in advance?"

He had no choice but to pretend to be a plainclothes man to scare him, but he didn't expect that the man with the black mole was an old man and he could see through it at a glance.

Lin Zhiyuan quickly turned his head and whispered to Yao Ye: "Go and call the police."

Yao Ye has been a flight attendant for several years and has rich experience. She knew that this was not the time to talk nonsense. She glanced at Lin Zhiyuan gratefully, turned around and ran away quickly.

When the man with the black mole saw Yao Ye running away, his expression became extremely ugly. He stretched out his foot and kicked the long-faced man lying on the ground, "Why don't you get up? Are you going to be finished like this after just one hit?"

But despite being kicked several times, the long-faced man remained motionless.

Lin Zhiyuan has been a javelin thrower on the track and field team since he was a child. He is extremely explosive and his physical strength is far beyond ordinary people.In his previous life, he traveled extensively and learned some life-saving fighting skills.

The blow he gave the long-faced man on the neck just now seemed ordinary, but it was actually very particular.The location of the blow is chosen to be the intersection of the trigeminal nerve in the neck, the most vulnerable part of the human body. As long as there is enough force, it can cause people to faint instantly and lose their fighting ability.

This was taught to him by the security chief of a large company in his previous life. This security chief was a retired special police officer who specialized in defeating the enemy with one move.

Now the man with the black mole was a little panicked. He took out a dagger from his pocket and shouted bluffingly at Lin Zhiyuan, "Boy, this matter has nothing to do with you. If you insist on meddling, don't blame grandpa." I’m sorry for you.”

Lin Zhiyuan felt more relieved when he saw that he took out the dagger. This kind of gangster had a fierce look and screamed more cheerfully, the less dangerous he was. On the contrary, those who remained silent were the real desperadoes.

Lin Zhiyuan waved his hand and picked up a bottle of beer from the vending cart. He said in a gentle tone, "Brother, I guess you have been in a fight. The harm of being hit on the head by a filled bottle is definitely different from that of an empty bottle. Bottles generally only cause skin trauma, but bottles filled with alcohol are likely to cause serious sequelae, with concussion being the mildest, so don’t blame me for not warning you.”

"You, you are so scary..." The man with the black mole couldn't help but take a step back.

"Why are you standing so far away?" Lin Zhiyuan smiled at him, "You think..."

Halfway through his words, the beer bottle in Lin Zhiyuan's hand flew out without warning, like a precision-guided missile, hitting the man with the mole on the face.

All these years of javelin training are not in vain.

With a muffled sound, the beer bottle hit the man with the mole on the face, but it didn't break. It wasn't until it fell to the ground that the wine splashed and shattered all over the floor.

A man with black moles all over his face was hit. His eyes turned white and he fell backwards.

Lin Zhiyuan took a step forward, preparing to take away the murder weapon in his hand, but just as he stepped over the long-faced man who had fainted before, something happened suddenly.

The long-faced man suddenly took out a dagger, lay on the ground, and stabbed Lin Zhiyuan in the calf.

Lin Zhiyuan reacted quickly. When a cold and stinging feeling came from his calf, he flew up and kicked the long-faced man in the head.

The long-faced man tilted his head and fainted again.

Lin Zhiyuan looked down and saw that his jeans had been cut open by a dagger, and there was a gash on his calf. Fortunately, it was not deep, and blood was oozing out.

Lin Zhiyuan endured the pain and picked up all the daggers from the long-faced man and the man with the black mole.

clap clap clap!

There was applause from the front and back.

It turned out that when Lin Zhiyuan was fighting with these two people, those indifferent spectators had been watching the fun, but no one came forward to help.

Only after the battle was over and the two gangsters completely lost their ability to resist did these people dare to applaud.

Lin Zhiyuan leaned against the wall, took out a cigarette, lit it and started smoking.

The knife the long-faced man stabbed him just now made him break out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, it was only his calf and his jeans were thicker, so the injury was not serious. If...

He no longer dared to think about any serious consequences.

"Lin, Xiaolin, are you okay? Give way!" Yao Ye's panicked voice came from a distance.

Soon, Yao Ye came to Lin Zhiyuan with a policeman.

"You, are you injured?" Yao Ye saw Lin Zhiyuan's blood-stained jeans, and her little face instantly lost all color.

"It's okay, it's just a scratch. I checked it just now. It's not serious."

The police officer looked at the two gangsters lying on the ground, then noticed the two daggers in Lin Zhiyuan's hand, and asked in surprise: "Brother, you killed two of them by yourself?"

Before Lin Zhiyuan could say anything, Yao Ye became anxious, "Why are you asking? Hurry up and treat his injuries first!"

The policeman smiled awkwardly, probably because he was used to Yao Ye's attitude towards men.

The follow-up treatment was very simple. The two gangsters were handcuffed while unconscious and escorted to the dining car. They would be received by the local train station police station at the next stop.

Lin Zhiyuan also received treatment.Yao Ye got the first aid kit. She wanted to apply the medicine to Lin Zhiyuan herself, but she encountered a little problem.

Lin Zhiyuan's thick jeans became an obstacle. If he wanted to apply the medicine, he had to take off his jeans first.

Yao Ye blushed.

Lin Zhiyuan had an idea and asked Yao Ye to find a pair of scissors and cut off the calf part of the jeans. Anyway, the jeans were soaked with blood. The jeans with the calf cut off became denim shorts.

Yao Ye originally wanted to help Lin Zhiyuan apply the medicine, but Lin Zhiyuan refused.

He first used alcohol to disinfect his wound. The moment the alcohol cotton ball touched the wound, Lin Zhiyuan grinned in pain, and big beads of sweat immediately appeared.

"Does it hurt?" Yao Ye's big anxious eyes were filled with tears.

It seems that this woman is still very kind-hearted, and her coldness is just her disguise.

Lin Zhiyuan gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and disinfected all the wounds with alcohol.

The total length of the wound was about four to five centimeters. Fortunately, it was blocked by thick jeans. It was not deep and did not require suturing.

After disinfection, Lin Zhiyuan applied the hemostatic and myogenic medicine to the wound, and finally wrapped it loosely with white gauze.

It's hot now, so the wound must be breathable and not wrapped too tightly.

After doing all this, Lin Zhiyuan let out a sigh of relief.The sting of alcohol is not something that most people can endure.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out for a cigarette again, but when he saw Yao Ye, he retracted his hand angrily.

"Want to smoke, right? You can smoke, I'm fine, the window is open anyway." Probably because Lin Zhiyuan had just saved her, Yao Ye's attitude towards Lin Zhiyuan improved a lot.

While Lin Zhiyuan was smoking, Yao Ye asked him a few questions.

"Where do you work?"

"Leather Steel Hot Rolling Mill."

"I heard from Liang Jing, are you a college student?"

"Yes, I graduated last year."

After chatting for a while, Lin Zhiyuan asked: "Have you encountered situations like that just now often?"

"Not many. There are indeed many thieves and gangsters on the bus, but they rarely do anything to the flight attendants. Today is a special situation."

The two of them just talked in a nonchalant manner.

It's already past ten o'clock, and there is only one bed in the lounge. The atmosphere in the small space is a bit ambiguous...