Chapter 6

Su Le retracted his gaze. At that moment, two more people sat down opposite him. They were both young girls in their prime, about the same age as him, with ordinary appearances but clearly very cheerful personalities. They had been chattering non-stop ever since they sat down.

Su Le quickly realized that they were also on their first trip out, and their destination was also Nanwu.

The train finally started moving slowly. The first to fall asleep was the middle-aged migrant worker. He tilted his head, mouth open, and soon began to snore. His body emitted a strong smell of tobacco and sweat. No wonder the sexy lady's first action upon arrival was to propose swapping seats with Su Le.

The man in the white shirt glanced at the migrant worker disdainfully, then put on a friendly smile and said to the sexy lady, "Miss..."

The sexy lady's phoenix eyes immediately widened, "What are you talking about? Who is a miss? Your sister is a miss, your older sister is a miss, your mother is a miss, your whole family are misses! Pretty boy!"

The man in the white shirt turned bright red, his original intention was just to chat, but who would have thought he would encounter a tigress.

Su Le wanted to laugh; the title of 'pretty boy' was very fitting for the man opposite. He felt a bit more fondness for the sexy lady, who had a fiery temperament like his mother. Were women nowadays all so fierce?

After scolding the man in the white shirt, the lady took a banana from a paper bag, quickly peeled it, and took a big bite. She still stared at the man in the white shirt. The pretty boy saw her white, even teeth bite off a large chunk of the banana and couldn't help but shudder, lowering his head again.

Feeling a bit thirsty, Su Le took a bottle of water from his backpack. After taking a drink, he saw the lady take out a HP PDA from her handbag and start reading a novel.

Su Le then remembered that he had left in a hurry and hadn't brought a book. This six-hour journey would be a long one. The two female students opposite had plenty to talk about. After two stops, they were still chatting enthusiastically. Su Le wasn't interested in their appearance or their chirping conversation, but in the magazines they were holding. He smiled and pointed to the magazine in the girl's hand, "Classmate, can I borrow your magazine?"

The girl was quite generous and handed the magazine to Su Le, "Which school are you from?"

Su Le replied, "Huinan No. 1 High School."

"We are from No. 3 High School. What grade are you in?"

Su Le said, "I've just finished my senior year."

The girl smiled at her friend, "Just like us." She extended her hand to Su Le, "Let's get acquainted. I'm Han Ying, and this is my classmate and good friend, Xie Cailing. We are going to the provincial capital for a trip."

Su Le shook hands with Han Ying, feeling that her palm was a bit rough but very strong. If he didn't see her face, he would have thought it was a boy's hand. Xie Cailing also shook hands with Su Le, also strong but with fewer calluses. Su Le thus concluded that these two girls were not from wealthy families. How could a rich girl's hand be so rough? The calluses on their palms were even more than Su Le's.

Since they were the same age, they quickly started chatting. Xie Cailing said, "Su Le, are you also going to the provincial capital for a trip?"

Su Le smiled, "To visit relatives!"

Han Ying said, "How did you do on the exam? This year's college entrance exam was quite difficult."

Su Le chuckled, "So-so!" In fact, he hadn't taken the exam at all.

The alluring lady handed Su Le an orange. Su Le smiled, "No need, I don't eat fruit."

The lady smiled and then handed him a can of drink. Su Le smiled, "Thanks, I'm not thirsty!" Although Su Le rarely went out, he had lived on Chunfeng Street for many years and was familiar with the ways of the world. Even without much direct experience, he had plenty of indirect experience. When traveling, one must be cautious. One shouldn't eat anything given by strangers. People often eat something given by others and then lose consciousness, only to be stripped clean. Although he didn't have much property, he still had his virginity. Losing property was a small matter, but losing one's body was a big matter. The more one was in a group of women, the more cautious one should be.

The alluring lady smiled, "Just put it aside. If you want to eat it later, you can." She placed her handbag on the seat and said to Su Le, "Little brother, can you watch my things for me? I'm going to the toilet!"

Su Le said, "You should take your valuables with you. There are all kinds of people on the train."

The alluring lady laughed, "That's true. Some people don't look like good people." She glared at the man in the white shirt, clearly referring to him.

The man in the white shirt pretended not to hear, looking out the window as if admiring the scenery.

The alluring lady walked gracefully towards the toilet. After leaving the toilet, she didn't return to her seat but went to the soft sleeper compartment.

In compartment No. 6, only an old man in a gray Zhongshan suit was sitting quietly, drinking tea. The alluring lady looked outside to make sure no one was following, then closed the door and sat opposite the old man, respectfully saying, "Master Xie."

The old man was in his sixties, with white hair, a clean-shaven face, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He was neatly dressed, and a large emerald ring on his left index finger was clearly not an ordinary piece. His eyes did not look at the alluring lady, but he picked up a beer and took a sip, "How is the house?"

The lady sighed, "The first floor of the open courtyard is empty, and the east and west side rooms are not occupied. The study is closely guarded." Their conversation was in the jargon of the underworld. The first floor of the open courtyard referred to the back pocket of the pants, the east and west side rooms to the left and right pockets, and the study to the backpack.

The old man smiled faintly, "Just a virgin boy. Isn't it a piece of cake for you to strip him?"

The lady poured a glass of wine, leaned forward slightly, and whispered, "Master Xie, the pretty boy from the Kongkong Sect is also on this train. What treasure does the boy have?"

Master Xie picked up an apple and took out a fruit knife, still staring at the lady. With a light movement of the knife, he quickly peeled the apple. He shook his hands slightly, and the continuous apple peel fell into the small dish in front of him, with the thickness and width of the peel at both ends being exactly the same. Master Xie moved the knife again and lightly flicked, sending a piece of apple towards the lady's lips.

The lady's lips parted slightly, and she caught the piece of apple in her mouth.

Master Xie put down the apple and gently inserted the knife into it, saying calmly, "You have a knife! Our Little Knife Sect focuses on peeling and eating the meat. We care about the meat, not the skin. What does it matter if the skin is good or bad?"

"Master Xie, the pretty boy is also after that boy!"

Master Xie said, "The Little Knife Sect and the Kongkong Sect have never interfered with each other. This train is our territory. If he crosses the line, he breaks the rules. When I see that old fox Wang Shilun, I will settle this with him."

This Master Xie was none other than Xie Yun'an, the leader of the Yun'an branch of the Little Knife Sect. The alluring lady, known as 'One Red String,' was actually Hong Qiuyan, one of Xie Yun'an's trusted subordinates. The Kongkong Sect and the Little Knife Sect were both branches of the Thieves' Sect, an ancient underworld organization. With the development of the times, the Thieves' Sect evolved into three major branches. The Kongkong Sect specialized in pickpocketing, also known as the 'Empty Hand Sect,' focusing on hand techniques without relying on any tools, making them the most traditional theft organization. They operated in crowded public places like malls, supermarkets, hospitals, and banks.

The Little Knife Sect, to which Xie Yun'an and Hong Qiuyan belonged, specialized in theft using tools. Their primary tool was a small knife, about three centimeters long, single-edged, and extremely sharp, with a metal handle. They operated in transportation hubs like train stations, trains, buses, and ships, targeting travelers.

The third branch, known as the 'Lockpick Gang,' specialized in breaking and entering, using various tools. They were the most technologically advanced branch of the Thieves' Sect. Nowadays, they had adapted to the times and targeted bicycles, motorcycles, and cars, using a wide variety of tools, including high-tech ones.

The three branches each had their own territories and rarely communicated, but they adhered to the principle of not interfering with each other. With the development of the times, the Lockpick Gang's business had grown significantly, far surpassing the other two branches.

Hong Qiuyan laughed, "That's what you said. If anything goes wrong, you'll have to take responsibility."

Xie Yun'an's eyes drooped, and he clasped his hands together. His right thumb was missing, and he moved his fingers slightly, "Those who don't follow the rules will be taught the rules!"

Hong Qiuyan returned to her seat, smiled at Su Le, and took out a makeup mirror from her handbag. To others, it seemed she was applying makeup, but in fact, she was using the mirror to observe the other movements in the compartment.

Suddenly, Hong Qiuyan closed the mirror and glared at the man in the white shirt, "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a woman before? You've been staring at my chest since we got on the train. Do you want me to unbutton my shirt and show you?"

There was a commotion in the compartment. The man in the white shirt, sitting opposite Hong Qiuyan, turned bright red, "I haven't..."

Hong Qiuyan said, "You haven't? You're almost putting your mouth to my chest to suck!" The surrounding people laughed, and Su Le couldn't help but smile. This woman was really bold.

The man in the white shirt seemed to be truly angry, "Why don't you take a look at yourself? I wouldn't look at you. I'd rather look at an old sow!"

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