Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 221 Never Expected_1

Chapter 221: Chapter 221 Never Expected_1

The coach bus drove into Zhongjing, and half an hour later, it entered the long-distance bus station.

Bai Xiaosheng looked out the window with some emotion.

It had been a long time since he’d come back, and the changes in his hometown were really quite significant.

It seemed that Zhongjing’s development was booming, changing every day, worthy of being among the top of the second-tier cities, a provincial capital.

The coach bus came to a stop, and the passengers took their belongings and got off one after another.

Yang Qian’er, after getting off the bus, hesitated over whether or not to say goodbye to Bai Xiaosheng, after all, he had saved her on the road.

However, as soon as Bai Xiaosheng got off the bus, he just gave her a faint smile and turned to leave.

Yang Qian’er, wanting to say something yet holding back, left in a huff in the opposite direction.

Bai Xiaosheng exited the long-distance bus station, hailed a cab, and headed to a mall to buy something for his grandmother.

On the way, he called home to let them know he was safe.

Arriving at the mall, Bai Xiaosheng wandered around but wasn’t sure what to buy.

He didn’t know the styles or sizes for clothes and shoes, and makeup seemed somewhat inappropriate.

A man roaming a shopping mall was truly clueless.

In the end, Bai Xiaosheng let out a wry smile, gave up, and went straight to the supermarket inside the mall.

Picking up some nourishing supplements and fruits, he bought a bunch; visiting the elderly, this could never go wrong, he thought.

The gifts might be ordinary, but his grandmother would be happy just because he had come back.

With his purchases in hand, Bai Xiaosheng prepared to take a taxi home. Zhongjing was another two hours’ drive from their county town.

But as soon as he left the mall, Bai Xiaosheng heard a loud shout from across the street, "Catch the thief!"

Looking over, he saw a young man on the other side of the road sprinting frantically, with a woman chasing behind him, having lost one of her shoes in pursuit.

Faint cries could be heard.

"Don’t steal my money, that’s for my child’s medical treatment!"

Passersby on that side of the street scurried out of the way, unwilling to get involved.

The young man quickly widened the gap between himself and the woman.

"I’m begging you, stop him! That’s life-saving money!" the woman screamed, then fell to the ground, seemingly twisting her foot.

The young man dashed across the road to this side of the street and headed straight for an alleyway entrance, about a hundred meters from Bai Xiaosheng.

Even if Bai Xiaosheng wanted to chase, it was too late.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar silhouette rush out from a store at the mouth of the alley.

Shorts, long legs, a baseball cap, a ponytail.

This figure was somewhat familiar.

Bai Xiaosheng squinted his eyes.

He never would have thought it would be her who dared to rush out!

Yang Qian’er!

At that moment, Yang Qian’er was swinging her bag round and hit the young man accurately on the head, causing him to stumble.

"Who? Damn, you’re looking for death!" the thief roared.

Yang Qian’er, clutching her bag nervously, saw the man regain his balance and glare menacingly at her.

"You hit me? You little slut, do you want to play with me?!" he threatened, charging towards her.

Taken aback, Yang Qian’er backed up two steps and screamed, "Don’t come near me, help!"

The thief had intended to take advantage of the situation, but seeing the crowd around him watching, he held back a little, giving Yang Qian’er a fierce glare before running back towards the alley.

"Stop right there!" Yang Qian’er, not knowing where her courage came from, ran to the mouth of the alley ahead of him and wildly swung her bag, "Give the money back to her!"

Her last screams even carried a trace of crying.

"You stinking brat, I see you’re asking for death!" the thief said coldly, seizing the opportunity, suddenly grabbed her bag, yanked it away, and flung it far off.

Without her "weapon," Yang Qian’er jumped back in fright and kept shouting for help.

On this side of the street, passersby who knew the young man was a thief left hurriedly, not wanting to invite trouble.

The people who came after, not knowing the full story, even asked, "Is it a couple fighting?"

Hearing this, the thief’s eyes flickered, and he immediately shouted, "You filthy bitch, cheating on me with another man, I’ll kill you today!"

It’s a couple fighting! Those who had gathered around to watch the commotion suddenly realized.

Many people pointed and commented.

Now, even fewer people came over.

"No, I don’t know him!" Yang Qian’er cried out in anxiety, shouting loudly.

"You knew him when you were spending my money, huh! Shameless bitch!" the young man scoffed, cursing loudly.

Yang Qian’er was clearly no match for such a sly old dog in a streetwise contest of wits.

The thief cornered Yang Qian’er against a wall, his eyes greedy as he reached for her full chest and grabbed it fiercely.

Yang Qian’er had nowhere to escape and flailed her arms in desperation.

"Smack!"

A cantaloupe flew horizontally, bursting accurately on the thief’s head, juice splashing everywhere.

The thief staggered in a series of steps, his feet as if treading on garlic, but ultimately he didn’t fall, steadying himself with a streetlight pole, shaking his head.

"Who!"

The thief bellowed in anger, looking over.

Yang Qian’er also looked over and was immediately stunned.

Bai Xiaosheng walked over leisurely, carrying two large bags of stuff.

"It’s you!" Yang Qian’er was so overjoyed she could have wept, running over to hide behind Bai Xiaosheng, clutching his arm tightly with both hands.

As for Yang Qian’er, Bai Xiaosheng really didn’t know what to say about her. During the journey, this woman was simply a fool, mentally challenged, and unreasonable, but seeing how she had desperately stood up to catch the thief just now, she had shown more courage than many men.

A person is truly not a simple being to be simply judged.

Bai Xiaosheng sighed, setting down his things.

"Look after this for me."

Yang Qian’er nodded vigorously.

"You motherfucker dare to throw something at me!" the thief howled, pulling out a switchblade and charging at Bai Xiaosheng.

Having experience fighting desperate criminals, this petty thief was really nothing in Bai Xiaosheng’s eyes.

"Red Lotus, combat technique."

At Bai Xiaosheng’s thought, Red Lotus imprinted the skills in his mind.

Bai Xiaosheng’s eyes suddenly shone bright.

The thief pounced, the dagger glinting coldly, thrusting straight at Bai Xiaosheng.

Yang Qian’er let out a cry of alarm.

Bai Xiaosheng sidestepped, dodging the dagger, and with an open palm, pressed it against the thief’s face while tripping him with his foot.

With just one move, the thief was cleanly pushed to the ground.

Bai Xiaosheng followed up with a kick.

Along with a scream, the men watching around couldn’t help but shudder.

When dealing with male creatures, the ultimate technique for subduing an opponent is that spot. No need for excessive force, one second, and you turn a thug into a wuss...

The thief clutched his groin, his face twisted, pain nearly knocking him unconscious.

"He’s the one, he stole my life-saving money!"

The woman finally caught up, stumbling and hurling herself at the thief, frantically struggling against him.

The crowd around finally understood what was going on, and some spirited individuals stepped forward to help catch the thief and call the police.

Yang Qian’er stood by, dazed by what she saw.

Bai Xiaosheng had casually subdued the knife-wielding thief with his bare hands?

Looking at Bai Xiaosheng again, something changed in her eyes.

Bai Xiaosheng walked over to Yang Qian’er, picked up the stuff, and said indifferently, "Let’s go, this has nothing to do with us anymore."

If they stayed any longer, the police would arrive and they would have to give statements and answer questions, troublesome.

Bai Xiaosheng hated trouble—he was eager to get home.

Yang Qian’er retrieved her bag and the two hurriedly left.

After walking beyond the street, they finally slowed their pace.

Yang Qian’er’s face suddenly changed, she looked in her bag for a moment, her expression one of sorrow, "Ah, this is a disaster!"