Míng Lí: ......?! This thing's speed is too slow, not even one percent of when she flies on her sword.
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The two buses drove along the highway, quickly leaving the bustling city behind.
Míng Lí sat in her seat, bored, and was about to close her eyes to doze off when, without warning, the bus braked sharply, causing everyone on board to lurch forward violently due to inertia.
Immediately, a chorus of wails erupted from the bus.
"Ah! My head! It hurts so much!"
"What's going on! Driver, sir? Why did the bus stop so suddenly?"
"Cough cough cough! Hurry and pat my back, I'm choking to death! I knew I shouldn't have had water just now!"
"Ah! My potato chips! They're all spilled!"
Míng Lí's body also tilted forward slightly but she managed to steady herself, not as disheveled as the others.
Míng Lí quickly reached out and grabbed her homeroom teacher, who was about to slide off her seat.
The homeroom teacher, caught by Míng Lí in time, didn't fall. She wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead in her heart, then turned to Míng Lí with a grateful look.
Míng Lí frowned, her gaze piercing through the front windshield, looking at the several tall men standing in front of the bus.
The men standing in front of the bus saw that the bus had stopped and, stuffing their hands into their pockets, walked towards the bus door with an appearance of simple honesty.
Míng Lí's brow furrowed slightly as she looked out the window and saw two of the men walk towards the rear bus.
The bus driver saw the men knock on the door and then opened it.
Just as the driver was about to say something, the men saw the door open and quickly climbed onto the bus, drawing their hands from their pockets. The driver's gaze shifted, and he saw that each of them was holding a handgun.
The driver: ......?! I&*%$#!! Can someone tell him what kind of bizarre operation this is?
The men raised their handguns towards the driver and the students sitting in their seats, and said with a swagger: "Robbery! Don't move! These are real guns! If any of you dare to move or call the police, it won't be fun if these guns accidentally go off!"
"Not bad, there are so many people this time!"
"We brothers are going to be rich!"
One of the men looked at the girls with a lecherous gaze and said, "These girls are good. We brothers will have a feast today! Hahaha!"
The students seated below were stunned by the sudden turn of events. After they recovered, their hearts were filled with panic. They never dreamed that something they only saw on television would happen to them one day.
They wanted to pull out their phones to call the police, but they didn't dare to move, fearing that the guns in the men's hands might accidentally go off, causing them to die on the spot.
Some girls were so scared by the scene that tears welled up, and they sobbed softly below, thinking that they were finished today.
The homeroom teacher next to Míng Lí wanted to stand up but was pressed down by Míng Lí's hand.
At this moment, the man with the lewd gaze noticed Míng Lí sitting by the window and, with a lecherous smile, reached out to pull her out.
Míng Lí's eyes darkened, and she cooperatively allowed herself to be pulled out by the man. The homeroom teacher beside her hurriedly tried to stop her, but Míng Lí stopped her with a look.
Míng Lí was pulled out of her seat by the man and stood in the aisle of the bus. The man said lewdly, "Little girl, you're so beautiful. If you serve us brothers well, we'll let you all go. How about it?"
Hearing this, Míng Lí hid the coldness in her eyes and suddenly smiled enchantingly, saying, "Really? But there are too many people here. How about we go outside?"
The man seemed surprised by Míng Lí's words and was stunned for a moment. After recovering, he smiled lewdly and said, "Oh! Not bad! Shall we go outside then?"
With that said, they pulled Míng Lí off the bus, leaving only one person to watch the rest.
The students on the bus looked at Míng Lí worriedly. Some, taking advantage of the robber's inattention, secretly pulled out their phones and dialed 110.
Míng Lí got off the bus and was pulled by them into the dry grass not far away. In an instant, a chilling aura spread. With the flash of a silver sword, the light of the sword flashed, and a few people sprayed blood and fell to the ground.
The system in the space saw this scene and couldn't help but swallow its non-existent saliva, cautiously saying to Míng Lí, "Host... Host, this... this is a lawful society, you... you can't kill people..."
Míng Lí's voice was chilling, "I know, they're not dead yet."
The system: ...
On the bus, the boy who was dialing 110 was discovered. The robber snatched the phone from the boy's hand and aimed his gun at the boy, saying fiercely, "Didn't you hear what we said earlier?! Speak up if you want to die!"
With that said, the robber aimed the gun in his hand at the boy's thigh and was about to pull the trigger, intending to teach the boy a lesson and warn the others.
At this critical moment, a silver sword, glinting with cold light and stained with some blood, pierced through the glass window and embedded itself into the robber's shoulder blade, pinning him to the side of the bus.
The people on the bus all swallowed in unison. Amidst the robber's screams, a slender figure, covered in blood, walked into their sight.
Míng Lí frowned and boarded the bus under the stunned gazes of the driver, the homeroom teacher, and the students.
The homeroom teacher, seeing Míng Lí covered in blood, asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
Míng Lí's voice was faint, "I'm fine."
After speaking, she walked to the robber pinned to the side of the bus, calmly pulled out her sword, and instantly, blood splattered all over Míng Lí's face.
Míng Lí: ......?! Damn it!!
Míng Lí, holding the silver sword, got off the bus and walked towards the bus carrying Class One. She quickly dealt with the two robbers on the Class One bus and then returned to the Class Seven bus under the stunned gazes of the teachers and students of Class One.
The teachers and students of Class One looked at the two robbers lying on the ground, their conditions unknown, then looked at the blood-stained retreating figure, and were slow to react.
Míng Lí, carrying her sword, returned to the bus and looked at everyone, her voice devoid of emotion as she asked, "Does anyone have a towel? She then looked at the homeroom teacher next to her and asked, "Have you called the police?"
The homeroom teacher came to her senses and quickly took out her phone and dialed 110.
Soon, the sirens of police cars could be heard from a distance. The police arrived quickly.
When the group of police officers arrived, they saw this scene.
A girl covered in blood was meticulously wiping the silver sword in her hand with a equally blood-stained towel.
Not far away, several men, still bleeding profusely, lay on the ground. The scene was extremely bizarre.
The group of police officers: ......?! What kind of shura ground have they stumbled upon?!