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"You little bastard, you think you can put on airs with me? Do you really think I wouldn't dare to make you bleed?!"
The fat hijacker barked coldly and stepped forward.
Passengers on the left and right shrieked in terror, cowering and covering their heads.
"Be careful!" Yang Qian'er cried out in alarm.
The disparity in size between the two was stark, and the fat man had a knife in his hand. Had it not been for Bai Xiaosheng claiming to be a "police officer," Yang Qian'er wouldn't have believed he could defeat his opponent.
Bai Xiaosheng met the situation with a smile, neither dodging nor evading.
As the fat man advanced, eyes bulging like a fierce General Zhang Fei, and got within two or three steps of him,
Bai Xiaosheng suddenly raised his hand.
A cloud of red powder burst forth.
Without hesitating, Bai Xiaosheng flipped his coat over his head and lunged toward Yang Qian'er, wrapping them both in it.
"Ah!"
