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As the bus arrived at each stop, a group of people got off while new passengers boarded, but the Pervert and the Pickpocket remained still.
It seemed that Mo Ming's actions had provoked them, and they planned to follow him when he got off to teach him a lesson. Mo Ming had already guessed their intentions.
However, Mo Ming pretended to be oblivious, looking around casually while feeling intrigued. With nothing else to do, he decided to find He Yunsong and Silver Wolf for some fun.
Seizing the opportunity presented by the situation, Mo Ming immediately felt playful and planned to tease these individuals.
Li Xiulan also noticed that the Pervert ahead was glancing in their direction, and suspecting his ill intentions, she leaned closer to Mo Ming and kindly warned him, "You should be careful. I think that Pervert has his eyes on you and might try something."
"Yeah, I know. It's not just him; there are five or six people on this bus watching me," Mo Ming replied.
With his keen observation skills, Mo Ming had already identified about five people on the bus, including the Pervert and the Pickpocket.
This was a criminal gang primarily engaged in theft on public buses.
"Should I call the police then?" Li Xiulan asked, feeling a bit scared. She hurriedly took out her phone to dial for help, but Mo Ming stopped her, saying, "Don't call the police. I'm planning to have some fun with this. Just ignore it; you don't need to worry about me. When it's time for you to get off, just do so. Please don't call the police, okay?"
Li Xiulan blinked in disbelief, thinking she must have misheard him. She confirmed again, "You really don't want me to call the police? But there are so many bad people targeting you now. If you don't report it, you'll be in danger because of me."
If Li Xiulan knew how Mo Ming had escaped from a hundred people that night, she wouldn't be so worried. In her mind, Mo Ming was just a young man of status.
Initially, Mo Ming held some prejudice against Li Xiulan due to past events. However, her concern for him in this situation sparked a slight fondness for her.
"I told you not to worry about me; just focus on your work," Mo Ming said calmly without showing any fear on his face—something that couldn't be feigned.
Mo Ming's nonchalant demeanor made Li Xiulan suddenly feel that he was quite special, exuding an air of mystery. As the manager of Phoenix Grand Hotel with countless encounters with people, she realized she had misjudged him upon meeting Mo Ming for the first time.
Though still slightly concerned, Li Xiulan nodded in agreement with Mo Ming's words and said softly, "Just be careful. I'll get off at the next stop."
"Mm." Mo Ming responded with a sound.
Noticing that the lewd man had just looked back, Mo Ming smiled at him.
The Pervert found Mo Ming's behavior a bit strange, frowned, and thought about how he had more people with him. He immediately sneered a few times and muttered, "Just keep smiling; soon enough, you'll be crying."
The bus stopped at the next station, and Li Xiulan glanced at Mo Ming, biting her red lip lightly before getting off the bus.
Only Li Xiulan got off at that stop; none of the criminal gang followed her, which allowed Mo Ming to relax and stay on the bus.
The bus slowly moved forward again. After about ten minutes, the lewd man took out his phone and answered a call, his expression somewhat lewd as he spoke while coldly staring at Mo Ming.
Having been through so many dangerous situations, Mo Ming had developed a sense of crisis. Seeing the Pervert's demeanor and actions, he guessed that Li Xiulan might be in trouble.
Sure enough, the Pervert revealed a disgusting smile and slowly approached Mo Ming, handing him the phone. "Brother, that girl who just got off has something to say to you."
"Wow, I didn't expect your gang to be quite large. Not only are there five of you here, but there are also others on the road. I really underestimated you all," Mo Ming said with a bitter smile, shaking his head somewhat self-deprecatingly.
The gang members on the bus were slightly surprised by Mo Ming's words. They primarily acted as cover and wouldn't easily expose their identities. The fact that this young man could perceive their presence was surprising but nothing more than that.
"Stop talking nonsense. That woman is quite attractive; I wonder if our brothers can resist touching her," the Pervert threatened, pressing the phone hard against Mo Ming's ear.
If Li Xiulan hadn't been kidnapped, Mo Ming would have kicked him away by now. However, since they had a hostage in hand, he couldn't act recklessly.
As soon as the phone was placed to his ear, Li Xiulan's voice came through immediately.
"Ah... please don't, I beg you, don't touch me..."
A very disgusting voice came through: "Kid, let me tell you, if you offend us, you'd better be aware of it. Ahaha, this woman is really tempting; I can't resist this little tease."
"Don't touch her, let's hear your terms," Mo Ming said calmly.
"You don't have the right to negotiate with me. I just want you to listen to how loud she screams when a few men touch her, haha..."
"Let go of me, ah... help, Mo Ming, please save me." Li Xiulan cried out in fear, clearly believing that only Mo Ming could save her in this situation.
"Hey, don't touch her. I have a better option for you." Mo Ming reached into his pocket, and immediately felt a knife pressed against his back. The Pickpocket sneered, "Be careful, don't try anything funny; the knife doesn't discriminate."
"Don't be nervous, I just want to show you something good." A playful smile appeared on Mo Ming's face as he disregarded the Pickpocket's threat and pulled out a Swiss Bank Gold Card from his pocket, waving it slightly. "I think you should recognize this."
The Criminal Team in the car immediately understood its value upon seeing what Mo Ming held, their eyes nearly shining with greed. The lewd man quickly took out his phone and said, "Boss, this kid has a Swiss Bank Gold Card. Yes, I know what to do."
After speaking, the Pervert held the phone up to Mo Ming's ear.
The disgusting leader of the entire criminal gang laughed and said, "Good kid, who would have thought that a Little Mao child taking the bus could have a Gold Card? Alright, now you qualify to negotiate with me."
"My terms are simple: I want to speak with that woman."
"Sure, that's not an unreasonable request. Your friend wants to talk to you."
On the other end of the line, Li Xiulan's stuttering voice came through, clearly terrified.
"Mo, Mo Ming, please save me. I'm really scared. I know you're the only one who can help me now; please..."
Mo Ming reassured her, "Don't panic; I'll find a way to save you. They haven't done anything to you, right?"
"I'm fine for now; it's just... Mo Ming, I believe in you. I'll wait for you to rescue me."
Once Mo Ming confirmed that Li Xiulan was okay, he felt relieved and said, "Alright, now you can hand the phone back to that person."
"Ha ha, I'm listening. Go ahead, what conditions do you have for telling me the password to the Gold Card? Just say it, anything I can do, I won't refuse." The boss took the phone again, grinning slyly.
"I want you to turn yourself in, is that okay?" Mo Ming laughed again and said, "Just kidding. My request is simple; I want to see that woman return safely. Then I'll give you the password to the Gold Card."
"Why should I trust you?"
"Because my woman is in your hands, and my life is in your little brother's control. You have to believe me. If anything happens to her, I might as well die. Forget about the wealth in the Gold Card." A cold smile appeared on Mo Ming's lips, making the Pervert staring at him feel a chill.
"Fine, all I want is money. If I have money, who needs women? Let the Castrated Man take the call; I'll have him bring you to see this Girl."
The Castrated Man mentioned by the Thief Group's boss made Mo Ming chuckle. That title really suited the Pervert before him; no wonder he had such filthy tastes—being unable to perform must be painful for a man.
"Kid, what are you laughing at?"
The Castrated Man noticed the sarcastic look in Mo Ming's eyes and his laughter immediately sparked some anger.
Mo Ming waved his hand and said with a smile, "Sorry, Castrated Man, I couldn't help it. Your boss has something to tell you."
Feeling a bit frustrated, the Castrated Man took back his phone and listened to his boss's words before hanging up. He glared at Mo Ming and said, "My boss wants me to take you to see him, but you have to hand over the Gold Card for me to keep."
"Whatever you want; take it if you like." Mo Ming replied nonchalantly and handed the Gold Card to the Castrated Man, saying, "Take care of it. If it gets damaged, reapplying will be a hassle."
After receiving the Gold Card, the Castrated Man carefully checked it and then sneered, "You must be an idiot! Afraid of not finding women with money? That woman does look good, but with money like this, there are plenty of women out there. If I were you, I wouldn't be so foolish."
"If I were you, I'd just jump off a building," Mo Ming mocked. He emphasized the words "Castrated Man," which immediately infuriated him; he was about to teach Mo Ming a lesson.
"I hope you'd better not make a move. If you hurt me and forget the password later, your boss won't let you off easy," Mo Ming "kindly" reminded him; rather than kindness, it was more of a threat.
"Castrated Man, just endure it for the money; we don't want to upset the boss," said a Pickpocket who feared that the Castrated Man would act impulsively. After hearing this, the Castrated Man nodded with a cold smile and then ignored Mo Ming.
As they were about to reach the next stop, Castrated Man said to Mo Ming, "We'll get off soon. The boss will send a car to pick us up."
After the bus came to a slow stop, Castrated Man led the way while Mo Ming followed behind. The rest of the Thief Group also got off the bus.
"The car is here."
Just as the bus drove away, a Silver Van arrived.
"Get in, kid!"
Castrated Man opened the door and pushed Mo Ming into the back seat. Two people sat next to Mo Ming to prevent him from escaping, while Castrated Man took the front passenger seat.
"Alright, let's go. The boss is probably waiting for us somewhere."
The person sitting next to Mo Ming put a black bag over his head and said something to the driver. The driver nodded, said nothing, and started the engine before driving off.
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