Arrogance and domineering, starting in the 1990s

"Boss, they're so arrogant!" said a man with triangular eyes who had been roughly pushed aside by Dai Kun.

He spoke to an unremarkable middle-aged woman.

The woman, dressed in business attire and sporting a perm with large, wavy hair, was looking at herself in a small mirror.

He casually said, "It's good to be arrogant, otherwise you'll soften your heart when the other party starts crying."

The man with the triangular eyes knew he was referring to the time they robbed a woman in the car.

I found the other person to be beautiful.

So after finishing the business, I left some money for the other party.

He immediately replied in annoyance,

"Boss, we agreed to move on from this and never mention it again!"

The woman put the mirror away, and her slightly wrinkled face twisted into a ferocious expression as she said, "If you don't want me to mention it, then go and take good care of the sheep!"

Those businessmen from City F are rolling in money!"

"If it's like last time, even if we gouge out their eyes, they still won't be able to find out where they hid their money."

"I'll skin you alive!" the woman said, her eyes filled with cruelty and malice.

Like a tangible blade, it sliced ​​away at the triangular-eyed face, one cut at a time.

Seeing the woman's anger, the man with the triangular eyes immediately shuddered and dared not utter another word.

He merely glanced menacingly at the carriage number where Wu Shu and the others had boarded.

It's all the other person's fault; they made me get scolded for no reason!

Once we cross the border, I'll start by taking you guys out!

...

At the same time, on platform K3, there were four or five other menacing-looking people.

A person exuding an aura of danger stood loosely at the edge of the platform.

They weren't in a hurry to get on the car, so they just stood at a distance and observed Wu Shu and the others.

Until a phone call rang

"Understood." The young man, wearing a black hat and with dark skin, replied briefly.

Then the person on the phone continued, "The items will be delivered to you in Ulan."

"Be careful, your opponent is very skilled."

Upon hearing this, the dark-skinned youth immediately sneered, "No matter how good it is, it can't outrun a bullet."

The person on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then instructed, "Be quick."

The young man tossed the phone behind him to one of his men, took off his black hat, and fanned himself twice.

The voice said cruelly, "Get to work, brothers."

Upon hearing this, the people behind him changed from their previous relaxed and lazy demeanor, and their expressions became more fierce.

...

Upon returning home, Thai Chai Sing contacted his teacher in Siam, asking him to help make more connections with outlaws.

But Wu Shu's journey was too fast; before he could even contact a few people, he received a notification from Wanyou Mountain.

The other party has set off.

Feeling his plans were disrupted, Thai Chai Sing was left to follow alone, keeping an eye on the target.

He sent his teacher, along with an assassin, straight to Moss.

But he actually had his own ulterior motives.

He wanted to take advantage of the six days he spent on the train.

See if it's possible to kill the opponent directly...

The problem is that the other party had a lot of people with them.

He only wanted to kill the other person or be killed, not be beaten to death by a group of people.

As he pondered this, Thai Chaiseong walked toward the sleeper compartment.

...

Amidst the piercing sound of electric bells and announcements in Mongolian, Russian, and Chinese, the K3 train...

It started moving slowly.

Wu Shu and his group also found three adjacent high-class private rooms.

Tian Le and Zhang Jun are in number 1, Wu Shu and Ding Meng are in number 2, and Dai Kun and Ouyang Qiang are in number 3.

As soon as Wu Shu got into the car, he lit a cigar, drank the red wine that Dai Kun had brought, and lay on his side reading The Return of the Condor Heroes.

He read this version, which had not been revised by later generations, with great interest.

And to prevent Ding Meng from spacing out, he tore off a page as he read, giving it to the other person after each page he read.

So he's talking about something like a dragon knight.

The other party isn't so incapable of not understanding...

Time flies, and before long it was lunchtime.

Tian Le isn't very enthusiastic about other things, but when it comes to food, he's always the one calling out to everyone at the perfect time.

Dai Kun saw that everyone had gone to eat, and the private room was unattended.

They left Ouyang Qiang in the corridor, watching over everyone's private rooms.

It was peak dining time, and the dining car was already packed with people when everyone arrived.

Moreover, everywhere you look, people aren't eating; they're just occupying seats and chatting.

Some people are busy reselling the goods they have on hand.

Some people were talking about their sources of goods, mentioning which big factories they came from.

We can ship to different locations, and everything is guaranteed.

However, most transactions are still conducted using code words.

The seller placed the samples on the table, and neither party spoke.

He simply placed his hands on the dining table, covered with a newspaper.

They communicated entirely using gestures.

The entire dining car resembled a large trade fair, but there were hardly any people actually eating.

The train attendants in the dining car reminded these people several times, but all they received in return were cold stares and trash talk.

Tian Le searched through the crowd for ages but couldn't find an empty seat.

Finally, he could only say dejectedly, "Brother Shu, why don't we buy some to eat back in the private room? There's no room here."

Wu Shu chuckled and casually picked up one of the sellers who had just been trash-talking the train conductor.

Like picking up a chick, he tossed the other person aside.

Then he plopped down in the other person's seat.

Seeing this, Dai Kun's eyes lit up, and he followed suit, walking to the other side of the dining table.

He put his arm around the buyer's shoulder, said nothing, and just looked at the buyer with a smile.

The buyer noticed that Dai Kun had a fierce look between his brows and didn't seem like a good person.

He shook off the other person's hand that was on his shoulder, hugged his briefcase tightly to his chest, and gave up his seat.

The seller, who had been picked up and thrown to the ground by Wu Shu, only then realized what was happening.

He stood up with a fierce look on his face, about to point at Wu Shu and curse.

But as soon as his fingers extended, Ding Meng grabbed them with all five fingers and then twisted them downwards.

A piercing shout immediately echoed throughout the entire carriage.

The noise from the entire food truck immediately fell silent.

They all stared intently at the seller who was kneeling on the ground, wailing.

Ding Meng watched as the other person kept lowering his body until he was almost lying on the ground.

A ruthless glint flashed in his blank eyes.

With a left knee strike, he hit the opponent squarely in the face, and the screams of pain stopped abruptly.

For a moment, the entire carriage fell silent except for the noise of the train.

No one stepped forward, and no one stood up for justice.

For them, the worst thing to do when traveling is to meddle in other people's business.

Slowly, someone spoke the first words,

The entire carriage immediately became noisy again.

Finally, train attendants from other carriages came over and first checked the seller's breathing.

They discovered the other person was just dizzy.

He frowned and stepped forward to inquire about the cause and effect.

"We were just about to eat when he insisted on coming over and taking over the table."

He even headbutted my companion's knee.

"It's none of our business," Dai Kun said with a grin.

Of course, the train conductor wouldn't believe such nonsense and headbutt your companion's knee.

Why don't you say that the other party stabbed him in the back seven times and hanged himself from a tree in the southeast?

And he's just one person, how dare he come over and take your table, which is meant for four or five people? Was he drinking fake alcohol?

"The dining car is a place for passengers to eat, so please don't disturb other people's meals."

"If they cause any more trouble, I'll call the train police."

After the train attendant finished speaking with a cold face, he prepared to help the person on the ground up and take them to the train room to rest.

Wu Shu leaned back in his chair, his left thumb tucked into the pocket of his waistcoat, and casually said:

"Waiter, wipe the table."

When the train conductor heard Wu Shu call him a waiter, he became even more resentful and pretended not to hear.

But Zhang Jun stopped him, his expression playful: "My older brother asked you to wipe the table."