Stop it Cybermen, it's full of gamers

Chapter 48 Bus Distress
"This is so funny."

The cute boy is standing in the bus with a mobile phone in one hand.

On the mobile phone is the smoker's live broadcast room, the new NPC with a pink and tender brain, is asking the player some bizarre questions.

"Please stand firm and support yourself, stand in front... Passengers who need to get off the bus, please get ready to get off and go to the back door. Passengers, for the safety of you and others, it is strictly forbidden to carry flammable, explosive and dangerous items on the bus. Please do not smoke, spit, or throw paper scraps in the compartment. Please keep your personal belongings in case they are lost.”

The bus broadcasts a familiar female voice.

The cute boy looked up at the current site, then lowered his head and continued to watch the live broadcast.

He has a wireless headset plugged into one ear so that it doesn't disturb the others.

"Please keep your belongings in case they are lost."

The radio suddenly repeated the last sentence.

The cute man turned off the live broadcast room on his mobile phone and looked towards the cab of the bus.

The driver pressed the broadcast button again.

"Please keep your belongings in case they are lost."

what's the situation?
The cute man looked over, and the driver finally stopped pressing the button, and started driving instead.

Was it an accident?

He looked around.

Four young men came in at the last stop, ordinary, no pregnant women, no old people, no one who needed special care.

He picked up his mobile phone, and was about to reopen the smoker's live broadcast room, but found that the four people squeezed past him.

Why bother?There are no empty seats in the back, and it's so crowded, there's still room in the front compartment.

The four paired up in pairs and squeezed into the crowd.

Nothing happened.

The cute boy lowered his head and continued to watch the smoker's live broadcast.

Smokey, the anchor, worked really hard. He started the live broadcast early in the morning and didn't download it until evening.

About 5 minutes passed.

A child was crying and being coaxed and lied to by her mother, but she still hasn't settled down.

The mother was so anxious that she simply put her bag aside, and then hugged the child on her lap.

The child's eyes were red, but he finally stopped crying.

"Passengers... stop, we're here. Please take your belongings and get off through the back door, and pay attention to the safety of your feet."

The cute boy raised his head.

He didn't get off the bus until three stops later. When he got there, he went to work and boiled a pot of water first.Yesterday, I heard from the chairman of the Women's Federation that she bought a humidifier and will probably use it in the office today.

The cute boy was thinking, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the bag in the young man's hand?

Isn't that a bag for mothers with children?

The four young men prepare to get out of the car together.

The bus stopped.

The cute boy looked at the mother with the child, her bag had disappeared without a sound.

The mother and child were talking in a low voice, obviously not aware of it.

Those four young men are getting out of the car with the stolen bag!
"Hey!" the cute boy shouted, "Put down the bag in your hand!"

There was silence in the bus.

Everyone looked at the cute boy.

After being reminded by this, the mother with the child finally found that her bag was missing.

She raised her head, and was about to reprimand the person who stole the bag, but found four young men looking at her.

One of them had a particularly fierce look in his eyes. He looked at her and then at her child.

She was terrified, holding the child's clothes tightly, her throat seemed to be strangled.

"You're the only one with eyes, right?" The man with fierce eyes had thin lips.

He reached out and pushed the cute boy.

The people around, regardless of men, women, or children, retreated a certain distance and crowded together.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Meng Nan's heart was pounding.

"Give her back the bag!" he yelled.

"Give her the bag back!"

"Thief!"

People are talking.

"What a fart!" The man with fierce eyes looked around.

People looked away, and each one was silent.

He looked at Mengnan and pressed him against the back of the seat with both hands.

"Just mind your own business, right?"

The cute boy stared at him, but he didn't do physical work, and his strength was not as strong as the man in front of him.

"Give her the bag back."

"Just a word back and forth, huh?" The man with fierce eyes looked at the cab of the bus, "Driver! You can't open the door!"

The driver sitting in the cab was sweating on his forehead, and his mobile phone had already started making emergency calls.

He had no choice but to open the door.

The man with fierce eyes let go of Meng Nan, and prepared to get out of the car with the other three.

The cute boy shook his crumpled clothes, looking at the thief who got out of the car safely, his anger rose slowly.

He picked up a sack of potatoes from a fellow villager, and threw it at the thief's head with all his might.

Snapped!
Potatoes fell all over the floor.

The man with fierce eyes turned around and found his target in an instant.

His eyes were red, he took out a fruit knife from his trouser pocket, and rushed towards the cute boy.

At this moment, the cute boy seemed to have returned to "Cyber ​​Psychosis", back to the 100% realistic virtual reality game.

In the game, the deformed species with teeth and claws overlapped with the figure of the vicious man in front of him.

When the stabbing came, Mengnan subconsciously turned his body sideways.

His angle is right, but the body in reality is not like the body in the game, you can't turn your mind at will, and you can control it 100%.

The not-so-sharp blade of the fruit knife scratched the outside of his ribs and cut open the skin.

The cute boy couldn't stand still for a while, and fell to the ground.

When the vicious man saw this, his face turned pale, and he turned around and ran away.

The passengers in the bus seemed to explode, noisy and chattering.

"How are you?" The driver was sweating all over his face, "Don't move, don't move, I'll call an ambulance."

"No, it's okay."

The cute boy turned his head and glanced at it. There was a tear in his clothes, and a rib inside was in unbearable pain.

He looked at the fellow next to him: "My fellow, I will reimburse you for that bag of potatoes in a few days, and I will leave you a call."

"Take it easy," the driver said with trembling hands, "I can see clearly, that's stabbing! Those people are habitual offenders. They usually commit petty thefts on these bus lines. They get caught and locked up for a month before coming out. How dare I Say, just honk the horn a few more times. They're out, and I can't escape. Today, today..."

The driver was incoherent in a hurry.

The cute boy picked up his phone and made a call.

"What! It's unreasonable! Someone stabbed me on the bus to work!"

"No," the cute boy wanted to explain, "I, I just—"

"I'm calling an ambulance, hold on. If you don't get caught within an hour, my surname will not be Zhang!"

The cute boy sat up.

What's the matter.

Although his ribs were in unbearable pain, at most they were only slightly fractured, most likely just a little bit of skin injury.

Brother Zhang, the "boss" who was always smiling in the past, became furious on the phone.

Passengers around were cautious one by one.

The cute man turned his head, and seemed to see the light spot symbolizing the players dissipate outside the bus.

He rubbed his eyes, but saw nothing.

Is this a hallucination after playing too many games?

The ambulance came quickly.A group of emergency doctors carried him into the ambulance on a stretcher amidst the cute man's yells of "I'm fine".

……

"I told you earlier, it's fine."

Even though the doctors saw that there was nothing wrong with him, they still let him lie on the hospital bed for a day.

"The four criminals were arrested half an hour later. They confessed to their crimes. Your courage is commendable for your actions. Now that we have finished talking about official affairs, let's talk about private matters. Can you stop being so impulsive next time? I I’ve seen the bus surveillance, if you hadn’t dodged it, you’d have a pneumothorax if you stabbed in! Now, everyone from top to bottom has to be criticized.”

"Okay, I get it," the cute boy said dejectedly, "Got it, Uncle Wang."

Uncle Wang straightened his hat and finished the transcript.

(End of this chapter)