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Chapter 222 Heading South, Golden Melon Seeds
There are many trains from Beijing to the south, but only one to Foshan, Guangdong.

Once a day, at 10 a.m.

I bought the ticket long ago; there's no direct train to Longquan County.

So they split up. Chen Zhan and Ye Ningzhen took the little fox and got off the train in Nanchang, then transferred to Longquan County.

Chen Zhan and his companion took the little fox to one carriage, while Bai Wu, Li Yao, Sister Hua, and the others were in another carriage.

The rest of the disciples set off yesterday.

In 1930, almost all trains were steam locomotives, with a bulky and rugged appearance. The main body was a tall steel boiler with a cylindrical chimney on top, a huge buffer and connecting hook at the front, and round drive wheels on the side.

The body of the vehicle is painted dark gray, and the words "Republic of China Railway" are printed on the locomotive.

Chen Zhan and his two companions were in second-class seats. The carriage had a wooden body, dark paint, curtains on the windows, a single sliding door, soft seats, lighting fixtures, and a simple toilet inside.

It wasn't much different from the green trains of later generations, but the current trains were louder and less stable.

"Reservoir, reservoir"

The train moved slowly, swaying and rocking, at a speed of only forty or fifty miles per hour.

The three women carried several large boxes of valuables, which were placed at their feet. They were very worried and kept their eyes fixed on the boxes. These boxes of gold and silver were extremely valuable, and any robber or thief would go crazy for them.

But then she remembered that Chen Zhan was in the next carriage, and she felt relieved.

Some even had a glimmer of hope, wondering what if some foolish person tried to rob the martial arts alliance leader?
The train journey from Beijing to Foshan takes six or seven days, with stops at multiple stations and transfers required.

At first, the three of them were full of energy. Sister Hua whispered, "We'll take turns sleeping. You two should sleep for a while first."

The three sat side by side, with Sister Hua on the outermost side, while Li Yao and Bai Wu slept soundly.

But the train was rattling along, making it impossible to sleep well. By the third day, the three of them were listless, shaking their heads and wanting to sleep for a while, but they were worried and the train was unstable, so they couldn't sleep soundly.

Four days.

They will arrive at Nanchang Station in the afternoon, where Chen Zhan, Ye Ningzhen, and the other two will get off. Although there will be someone to meet them at the station, there are still two days to go, and there will only be three people on the train to guard such a large amount of valuables.

My mind became even more uneasy.

"I lost my money, and my wallet was slashed."

"Mine too! My money's gone too! Thief!"

"Close the carriage doors, don't let anyone leave, stay inside the carriage."

The commotion on the other side of the carriage alerted Sister Hua. The three of them exchanged a glance, and without saying a word, Bai Wu immediately got up and went to the carriage behind to find Chen Zhan.

Sister Hua and Li Yao were on high alert.

The three ignored the shouts from the other end of the carriage.

They were all from the thief's trade. Although they had never worked on a train, they understood the basic methods.

The person who shouts "Stop thief!" may not be a thief, and the person who cries "I was robbed!" may not actually have been robbed.

Find noise in stillness, and win in noise.

Most of the time, it's the thief crying "stop thief!" and creating chaos so that they can take action.

Sister Hua and Li Yao knew the routine, so they remained calm and observed quietly, but the other passengers didn't understand.

The carriage was quiet until someone shouted that they had lost money. People immediately became alert and reached for their wallets. No matter how well they had hidden their money, they couldn't help but touch them to check if the money was still there.

This immediately revealed where the money was kept.

This is a common trick, the simplest way to "scout out" a location.

Hua Jie and Li Yao noticed this and kept scanning ahead. They discovered that the two people were doing the same thing, scanning the carriage and quickly checking where people had hidden money.

A man and a woman, both dressed simply.

The woman was a bit older, wearing a plaid shirt, glasses, and carrying two books; she looked like a teacher.

The man was young, not yet twenty, with delicate features, wearing a blue and white checkered school uniform, the lettering on the chest worn away.

This appearance does indeed resemble that of a teacher and student, but the flaw lies in their eyes.

What teacher and student have such sharp eyes?

The two men spotted their prey, exchanged glances, and gestured behind their backs.

Immediately, three people rushed out from the aisle behind them.

One man ran, and two others chased him. Both were men. The man in front was carrying a package and smelled strongly of sweat and mildew. When the wind blew in from outside the window, the smell filled the carriage.

"Stop! Give me back my golden melon seeds! Don't run away!"

"Grab him! Everyone stop him! Help catch the thief!"

A man carrying a package ran ahead, followed by two people calling out. Upon hearing "golden melon seeds," the crowd was startled. What kind of wealthy and powerful person carried golden melon seeds?
However, those who sat in second class were all people of some social standing; none of them were considered low-class, and they all maintained a degree of rationality.

The man ran to the middle of the carriage, and someone in front of him stood up, causing the two to collide head-on.

The package slipped from his hand, and he quickly grabbed it, catching the edge. The two men chasing behind him also grabbed it, catching the edge as well.

"Give me back my package! You're asking for it!"

The three of them pulled hard, and there was a "rip" sound.

The black package was torn into three pieces, and its contents were scattered everywhere.

"Clang, clang~"

"Wow~"

A package of golden material flew through the air in an arc, then landed with a clatter, scattering all over the carriage.

"Holy crap! These are real golden melon seeds!"

The people in the carriage could no longer remain calm when they saw the golden melon seeds scattered all over the ground. They started scrambling for them, and the carriage descended into chaos.

A few golden melon seeds landed in front of Sister Hua, and Li Yao was also somewhat tempted. "Sister Hua, let's..."

"Fake! Someone carrying a bag of gold melon seeds, are they really that stupid?"

Sister Hua was clearly more experienced. After saying this, she stepped on the large box under the seat, gave Li Yao a look, and looked ahead.

The man who was being chased, the man who was chasing him, and the students and teachers were among those being chased.

The five of them then began to take action.

Everyone was grabbing at the gold melon seeds on the ground; who remembered the money in their own bag?

The five people pretended to pick up sunflower seeds, shouting, "Don't grab, don't grab, don't push!"

He moved swiftly through the crowd, a slash from between his fingers tearing open his clothes and pockets, and made a fortune along the way.

But the five of them soon noticed Sister Hua and Li Yao.

There's no way to not pay attention.

Everyone else was bent over picking up and grabbing the gold melon seeds, but the two of them sat upright, motionless, watching the five people make their move.

The middle-aged man scattering the melon seeds glanced warily at Sister Hua, who met his gaze without the slightest fear.

"Be careful, those two are acting strange."

He whispered something to the four people behind him.

Upon hearing the man speak, Li Yao's gaze sharpened slightly. Sister Hua tapped her finger lightly, signaling him not to move or pay attention.

These thieves who cut open bags are no different from what they did before. Besides, there are no poor people in this carriage. She didn't want to get involved, but she didn't know if Chen Zhan would care. If Chen Zhan did care, it wouldn't be her turn to intervene.

Sister Hua averted her gaze and stopped looking.

The middle-aged man roughly understood what Sister Hua meant.

The five men had already pocketed a considerable amount of money and wanted to leave quietly. The middle-aged man in the lead, not wanting to provoke Sister Hua and Li Yao, glanced at the large box at Sister Hua's feet and prepared to leave.

At this speed, if you open the carriage door and jump off with a bit of skill, you won't get hurt at all.

"Let's go~"

Just as the five of them reached the carriage entrance, a loud shout came from behind them.

"Holy crap! I've lost my money!"

"It was you who set this up. Don't go, stop right there."

The young man reacted instantly. He looked to be only in his early twenties, but he was impulsive. After reaching into his pocket, he discovered that all his money was gone and there was a big hole in his pocket.

Seeing that the five were about to leave, he leaped and pounced on the last boy dressed as a student among them.

With his roar and lunge, some people hadn't even reacted before the boy's leg was grabbed and he couldn't move.

The boy also had a knife, but he didn't dare to use it. He kicked the young man, but the young man couldn't move him. "Give me back my money! Give me back my money!"

This had already attracted the attention of some people. The middle-aged man turned around and saw that the boy was being entangled. The young man was reckless and strong, holding on tightly, only repeating one sentence: "Give me back my money."

"Oh dear, we've met a tough one?"

Not wanting to waste any more time, the middle-aged man threw his dagger straight at the young man's waist, piercing his kidney and instantly dissipating his strength.

But the force of that throwing knife was quite great; if you were really stabbed, you'd probably be left with health problems even if you didn't die.

"Ding~"

The throwing knife was deflected by the nail and pierced the back of the car seat.

"That's too ruthless, it's killing people!" Sister Hua was not far from the young man, and the nails she had driven in were just enough to block him.

"Oh dear, you've run into trouble? I'm Lin San'er. What gang are you from? Are you a big shot or a local tyrant? This Nanchang line is handled by our Poyang Gang. There's no need for you to meddle, is there?"

“You’re from the North. The Thieves’ Guild has always only taken things, never killed anyone. What you’re doing is wrong,” Li Yao said.

"Oh, a fierce dragon from the North, ready to wreak havoc? What business is it of the Poyang Gang under your Northern rules?"

"Cut off the hand, then move!"

More and more people in the carriage realized what was happening, and the train police were on their way. Any further delay would cause more trouble.

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, two men behind him pulled out knives and rushed towards the young man. When the young man heard that his hand was going to be cut off, his arm trembled, and the boy broke free.

"Brother Lin, is this really necessary? Xiao Jiu has broken free. Let's go." The only woman, who was slightly older, said.

"No, I said I'd cut off your hand, and I mean it. Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. Let's see what our friends from the north are capable of."

Sister Hua stood up, and Li Yao also jumped up.

However, the two did not make a move.

Li Yao said with a playful smile, "Qiang Long is right, your Poyang Gang probably isn't enough to deal with the local bullies."

Since both he and Sister Hua saw that Bai Wu had returned, that meant...

Chen Zhan has arrived.

The two men went straight for the young man; their daggers were thicker and larger than ordinary daggers, resembling broadswords.

The knife was raised, and the young man lay on the ground, too frightened to open his eyes. But before the knife fell, two rough, muscular faces collapsed in front of him with a thud.

The heavy thud as he fell to the ground made his heart pound.

When I opened my eyes, I saw two people lying motionless in the carriage, their condition unknown, with long golden needles protruding from their necks.

"Is the Poyang Gang very powerful?" Chen Zhan asked, referring to Ye Ningzhen.

Compared to the North, Ye Ningzhen understands the South better. Although she hasn't been back for a long time, she receives news every month, and Baguazhang has spread and flourished in the South.

Ye Ningzhen put away the remaining golden needles and said, "The Poyang Gang is considered a large gang in Nanchang, with about one-tenth the power of the Bagua Sect."

(End of this chapter)