Chapter 707: Chapter 707

"Turn that girl over," Ding Fan said indifferently.

"What are you doing? I'm taking my wife home. Why are you stopping me?" asked the man who appeared simple and honest.

"Er Hu, can't you see even now?" said the middle-aged woman beside him. "This man slept in the bunk across from your wife. Now that you're trying to take her away, he comes out to stop you. Clearly, this man is that scoundrel."

Simple and honest as Er Hu was, his eyes suddenly turned sharp. "Boy, you dare to abduct my wife?"

Er Hu's tone suddenly rose, and two burly men came out from the crowd.

"Boy, you dare to mess with my brother's wife? I think you don't know how you're going to die," said the two men, marching straight toward Ding Fan.

Seeing that a fight was about to break out, the bystanders hastily stepped aside, fearing they might get splashed with blood.

The two burly men, clearly well-exercised and robust, contrast sharply with Ding Fan, who was very slender. To the crowd, it seemed the two could tear Ding Fan apart in minutes. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✶𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✶𝓷𝓮𝓽

Among the onlookers, some knew the whole truth of the matter, but these people dared not speak out. Clearly, this was a gang in action, and they were genuinely afraid of drawing fire to themselves.

In Huaxia Country, people's attitudes toward such matters were generally to keep out of it if it didn't concern them directly. Who would want to stick their neck out for a stranger?

Ding Fan, however, began to feel somewhat impressed with this gang— the middle-aged woman, Er Hu, and even the two men who had come forward were all acting in concert.

The play was so convincingly performed that even professionals might not be able to match their acting skills.

At this moment, the girl grew extremely nervous. She didn't believe that Ding Fan could defeat those two men by himself.

It was rare for someone to stand up for her, and now all she could do was pray that Ding Fan would overcome his opponents.

"Er Hu's wife, your adulterous lover won't be able to save you today," the middle-aged woman said to the girl, looking triumphantly wild.

The girl's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, unable to speak due to the effects of the drug.

"Damn it, break his legs," one of the burly men growled.

Suddenly, the two men swung their fists aiming right at Ding Fan's forehead.

The crowd around anticipated the outcome, envisioning Ding Fan being knocked down and brutally beaten.

However, what happened next took everyone by surprise. Just as the two men charged at Ding Fan, he suddenly lashed out with two punches.

Ding Fan's punches, though launched later, struck first, followed by two muffled impacts.

Looking at the two men, they were both knocked to the ground by Ding Fan.

They lay there, howling in pain, their cries similar to that of slaughtering pigs.

"Damn, this kid knows martial arts..."

"Of course, he does. How else could he have knocked down those two robust men?"

Suddenly, the people around began talking amongst themselves.

The girl who was being held, at this moment, her eyes sparkled with a glimpse of hope as if she saw light in the darkness.

The middle-aged woman's face turned ugly as she glanced at Er Hu.

Er Hu immediately threw the girl onto an empty berth nearby.

"Damn, you really know how to bully honest people, huh? Abducting my wife, and now beating people up, I'm going to fight you to the death!" Er Hu said, pulling out a dagger.

Seeing the dagger, the crowd stepped back even further. Once a knife was involved, things could only escalate. What if blood splattered on them?

The girl lying on the empty berth, at this moment, was sweating for Ding Fan again.

Everyone knows, even bricks can break martial arts; now, with the dagger involved in such a cramped space of the train carriage, Ding Fan, empty-handed, was surely at a disadvantage.

Ding Fan didn't even consider Er Hu a threat; a mere ordinary dagger was no concern to him.

As if nothing was happening, Ding Fan walked straight toward the girl.

Er Hu, ignored by Ding Fan, felt frustrated. He held the dagger and lunged toward Ding Fan's lower back.

"I'll kill you, you wild man!"

Seeing this scene, some of the more faint-hearted had already closed their eyes, guessing that if the stab landed, Ding Fan wouldn't get away unharmed.

Just as Er Hu's dagger was about to strike Ding Fan's lumbar area, Ding Fan suddenly kicked backward.

Although Ding Fan was facing away from Er Hu, his kick, as if seeing with eyes, landed squarely on Er Hu's chest, flipping him over onto the ground!

The dagger flew out of his hand and landed nearby.

Throughout, Ding Fan had completely disregarded Er Hu; he gently placed his hand on the girl's temple and subtly infused a trace of True Qi.

"You wild man, even now, you dare to touch my brother's wife..." the middle-aged woman stomped her foot and shouted.

"Keep shouting, and I'll tear off your mouth," Ding Fan's tone was ice-cold as he spoke.

After hearing Ding Fan's warning, the middle-aged woman indeed didn't dare say another word. She could distinctly feel a murderous intent emanating from Ding Fan—an intent that felt like a blade at one's back!

At this moment, Ding Fan, in front of her, looked more like a wild beast.

The two men who had been kicked down by Ding Fan earlier had already gotten up from the ground. The middle-aged woman glanced at Ding Fan and then led the two men away, supporting Er Hu dejectedly.

Ding Fan didn't think about stopping these people.

The main reason Ding Fan had intervened was because the girl was retaliated against by the middle-aged woman for trying to help him, so Ding Fan felt obliged to come to her rescue.

As for whether to punish the middle-aged woman and her people, Ding Fan didn't care. People like ants, Ding Fan still disdained to bother with. The onlookers, seeing no more entertainment to be had, all dispersed.

As Ding Fan infused True Qi into the girl's temples, within a short time, she was able to move.

"You are alright now," Ding Fan said, noticing her eyes brighten.

The girl tried moving her arm, and indeed, where there had been no strength before, she could now move them.

"Thank you..." the girl sat up, her eyes rimmed red, she said to Ding Fan.

Thinking back, if Ding Fan hadn't intervened, she probably would already have been taken away by those bad people. If they really were people trafficking in organs, her life would have been destroyed.

At this moment, the girl felt extremely grateful to Ding Fan.

"It was nothing. I just did what came naturally," Ding Fan said indifferently.

Because Ding Fan had saved her, the girl no longer guarded herself against him. The two struck up a conversation.

It turned out that this girl's name was Zhang Wanyue.

A university student at Nancheng City University.

This trip to Zhangzhou was mainly to see her grandfather.

Zhang Wanyue's grandfather was quite a remarkable figure in Zhangzhou with substantial assets. He had disagreed with the marriage of Zhang Wanyue's parents, leading them to resolutely leave home.

After leaving home, Zhang Wanyue's father worked at an ordinary company in Dancheng. By the time Zhang Wanyue was born, the family was harmonious.

However, later on, Zhang Wanyue's father mysteriously disappeared, making life increasingly difficult for her and her mother.

Recently, the grandfather she hadn't been in touch with sent Zhang Wanyue a telegram.

The telegram mentioned that it was his eightieth birthday and he hoped her father would attend!

Although Zhang Wanyue didn't want to respond to the telegram, her mother persuaded her to go to Zhangzhou. After all, Zhang Wanyue was still part of the Zhang Family, and it was customary to meet the family Helmsman.

"Over these years, my father has never cringed from hardships to return to my grandfather. For me to go now, I also need to uphold my father's dignity..."

Zhang Wanyue said with a trace of pride.

Ding Fan felt an increased liking for this university student.

In such a materialistic society, many young people have learned to reap without sowing, sacrificing moral integrity for money.

It was quite rare for someone like Zhang Wanyue to live with integrity and self-respect.

While Ding Fan and Zhang Wanyue were chatting, a train police officer came by once.

The officer was mainly there to inquire about what had just happened.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Ding Fan showed his Major military ID card to the officer.

The officer then no longer dared to trouble Ding Fan, even though he went his utmost to capture the middle-aged woman and her companions.

Being an Imperial Guard, and yet those thieves dared to provoke Ding Fan, there was no way the train officers would let them get away with it.

Though Ding Fan didn't see it, he guessed those thieves were going to have a hard time. It was likely they would be spending a long time in prison.

When Ding Fan had shown his military ID to the officer, he had made sure Zhang Wanyue didn't see it. Ding Fan didn't want to attract too much attention.

Following that, Ding Fan and Zhang Wanyue chatted about many topics.

Having someone to talk to, time flew by quickly, and before long, the train had reached Zhangzhou Train Station.

"Brother Ding, thank you. This is my number, we are friends now," Zhang Wanyue said to Ding Fan, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Then she handed Ding Fan a slip of paper with her phone number on it.

Every girl has a dream of a hero coming to her rescue, and Zhang Wanyue was no different.

However, during this journey, Ding Fan hadn't once asked for Zhang Wanyue's contact details. Now that the train had arrived, Zhang Wanyue, having no choice, had to give her number to Ding Fan.

Ding Fan took Zhang Wanyue's slip of paper and nodded slightly.

For Ding Fan, Zhang Wanyue was just another passerby. They were unlikely to meet again after today. Whether or not to keep her number wasn't important; if it was meant to be, they would meet again.

After getting off the train, Ding Fan promptly bid farewell to Zhang Wanyue. After exiting the train station, he hailed a cab, asked for directions to Haijiao and directly instructed the taxi to head there.

There were quite a few people heading to Haijiao recently, so the driver was quite familiar with the route and, after about half a day's drive, they arrived at the destination.

"This is as far as I can take you. There's no road ahead," the taxi driver said to Ding Fan.

Ding Fan nodded, paid the fare, and then exited the cab.

Ding Fan looked around at the tropical forest in front of him. Then, with a swift motion, he disappeared into the forest…