Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Li Weijun never expected Jiang Xifeng's sudden attack. After being unexpectedly slapped with a soft slap, he knew her intention.

He quickly took advantage of the situation and said, "If you want a divorce certificate, then get one. Do you really think I'm afraid of you? You're always acting like a difficult person. If you have the ability, then find another job and stop getting in my way."

Although he said this, his hands were very sincere. His right hand tightly grasped Jiang Xifeng who was trying to break free, showing the character of a coward who was tough on the outside but dominated by his wife.

Such a funny scene made everyone in the car burst into laughter, including the passengers at the back of the car who had ulterior motives. They all smiled and secretly relaxed their vigilance.

"No, we have to get a divorce. If you keep pestering me, we'll get a divorce certificate on the train."

Jiang Xifeng also did not expect that Li Weijun was possessed by the spirit of drama. His aggrieved and stubborn look almost made her lose her composure.

After a round of cold scolding, he broke free and slipped into the front carriage to report the situation to the conductor.

Li Weijun saw that the initial plan had been achieved, and he shouted: "Xifeng, how can I live without you? Xifeng, please don't leave. I know I was wrong. Please come back soon."

While moving slowly and quietly towards the rear of the train, he planned to wait for the conductor to arrive and then attack them from the front and back, so as to catch the group of people in one fell swoop.

Those men with raised corners of their mouths and contempt on their faces inevitably looked down on Li Weijun, who was dominated by his wife, and let Li Weijun slip behind them effortlessly.

Sure enough, Jiang Xifeng’s judgment was correct.

Taking advantage of the moment when they passed by each other, Li Weijun identified with the corner of his eye the pistols and gunpowder that these people were carrying.

The burly man with a scar in the lead had a bulge on his waist, and the outline of a pistol could be clearly seen through his thick clothes. If I was not mistaken, he seemed to be a double-gun robber.

The short, fat and burly man behind him also had the vague outline of a pistol on his waist. If Li Weijun made no mistake, in addition to the pistol, there were even the vague appearance of two wooden-handled grenades.

Although this thing is a homemade grenade, each village militia often conducts throwing training.

But even if it is black powder, a crudely made wooden-handled grenade, if it explodes in this narrow and cramped space, the huge impact and destructiveness it will produce should not be underestimated.

The two young men in the middle, whose faces were pale with nervousness, were unarmed and just glanced around the surrounding carriages in panic.

Unfortunately, because the short and fat man behind him blocked his view, Li Weijun could not see clearly whether the two young men had weapons in their sleeves.

We can only judge based on the worst-case scenario. In this case, a group of robbers will have at least five pistols.

When the time comes, the gunshots will be heard and the beans will be fried in bamboo tubes. It would be unimaginable if the fire at the city gate does not harm innocent people.

Just as Li Weijun was thinking about how to catch the enemy off guard, there was a sudden clanging sound from the toilet behind him.

Then, in front of Li Weijun's surprised gaze, a sturdy man climbed in through the window so carelessly.

The four looked at each other, all speechless.

"They are performing the Railway Guerrilla here, go back!"

Seeing that the accomplice of this group of robbers was about to climb in through the window, fortunately Li Weijun was quick-eyed and agile, and took the opportunity when the man was halfway up to climb up and kicked him swiftly.

With a cry of "ouch", the sturdy man fell uncontrollably to the side of the road before he could jump into the car, and rolled several times, with his nose and face bruised and his body covered with bruises.

The robbers in the front carriage seemed to have heard the noise and looked over here in confusion.

Seeing that the boy was crying and banging his head against the wall with a look of despair on his face, Li Weijun just thought that the boy was feeling aggrieved because his wife kicked him.

So no one thought much about it, and a few people just muttered to themselves, wondering why the person who was supposed to pick them up hadn't arrived yet.

Logically speaking, we should be responding at this point.

Could it be that something went wrong? It delayed the trip.

Just when the burly man in the lead was confused and doubtful.

Jiang Xifeng, however, returned, leading a few female police officers to complain tearfully: "Comrades, you don't know how much my loser bullies me. Every day, apart from sex, he has no other thoughts in his mind. He tosses me around all day long, whenever he has free time, and he tosses me around for hours. Who can stand this?"

"Just now, he said that there was no one in the toilet and wanted to do that kind of thing in the toilet. Can you judge for yourself? Is this a good deed? Is this reasonable? Isn't this an insult? If someone finds out during the process, my innocence will be ruined."

Jiang Xifeng was crying so hard that she was about to burst into tears, but she kept uttering vicious words.

The passengers around were extremely envious, especially the middle-aged ladies who heard Jiang Xifeng say this.

Everyone's eyes glowed green, and some even had a rosy glow on their cheeks.

Li Weijun also didn't expect that Jiang Xifeng knew so much. He looked at this icy beauty with a strange expression on his face, but kept complaining.

"You're talking nonsense. When did I say I was going to mess around in the toilet? I was saying I was a little mad and I needed to go to the toilet to relieve myself. I didn't say I was going to mess around. Public Security comrades, please give me some advice."

As he spoke, Li Weijun made a subtle gesture, revealing the weapons situation of the robbers.

The female police officers in their twenties on board the train couldn't help but frown upon seeing this, as they had obviously not expected that the robbers had such strong firepower.

Not to mention anything else, just these pistols are very tricky to deal with.

Bullets have no eyes. The gun is fast at a distance of five steps, and is both accurate and fast within five steps.

Even those of them, who are on board the railway police and have specially practiced grappling and fighting techniques, can easily fall into trouble if they are not careful.

I was just hesitating whether to go back and call a few more flight attendants.

Li Weijun, however, made a face, walked forward, and tried to defend himself with a plausible argument.

The tense-looking robbers all fixed their eyes on the female police flight attendant who had suddenly arrived. They were just watching the show and had forgotten about Li Weijun who posed no threat behind them.

In a flash, Li Weijun seized the opportunity and used a standard set of grappling and dislocating techniques to quickly remove the weapon of the short and fat man at the back.

A heavy elbow knocked him to the ground. The two young men in the middle were obviously unaware of Li Weijun's sudden attack.

He was in a hurry to take out the dagger and dart knife from his waist, but Li Weijun hit him on the forehead with a pistol, causing him dizzy and dazzled by the pain.

After Li Weijun easily dealt with the two men, the female flight attendants took advantage of the time when the burly scarred man turned his head to check the situation and quickly twisted his wrist, while at the same time pointing a pistol at his forehead.

In the blink of an eye, the potential threat disappeared in an instant.