He Qing put his fingers together, and his fingers were wrapped in a layer of thick and sharp spiritual power, and he went straight down, but he was really ruthless!

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I saw that the white index finger and middle finger that were close together, under the cover of the sleeves, were like a knife cutting butter, neatly and silently inserted into the cushion, poking two holes fiercely. However, the touch of his subordinates was empty, and the culprit was not traced.

He Qing frowned, obviously she had already touched it, and there could be no problem with her eyes. So, this thing is not the fat man's groping pig hand that she speculated about, but something else?

She slowly withdrew her hand, but inadvertently noticed that the middle-aged strong man with a large bag next to the aisle was staring in her direction very vigilantly at this moment.

There are two rows of warm little lights on the train, so the light is not bad. Seeing He Qing's surprised eyes, the middle-aged strong man turned his head as if nothing had happened, and looked away.

However, He Qing's eyesight was outstanding, and the cold hairs on the strong man's neck stood up, obviously in a state of nervousness. The amplitude of her movements just now was so subtle, and it was covered by her clothes, and to outsiders, it was just a finger moving under her clothes.

With such a normal action, why would this irrelevant stranger be so nervous?!

He Qing withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

The fat man was still asleep, but looking at his facial expressions, he was obviously uncomfortable. Because the seat space is limited, it really can't accommodate his thick waist, and only 1/3 of his place is on the seat at this time, and the horse steps are really good.

But this kind of posture, in fact, it is more uncomfortable than standing for a long time, He Qing looked at the time, it has been two or three hours, and he can hold on to it until now without changing his face, this fat man is really unusual.

Her fingers moved slightly, and a wisp of invisible aura at her fingertips naughtily circled the fat man's waist, and she could vaguely perceive that there were some miscellaneous small objects inside, each with a unique aura, or blending, or repulsing, and then look at the fat man's faintly blue face...... He Qing smiled slightly, I'm afraid this thing is not obtained by any legitimate means.

However, it's none of your business, hang high, especially if the object is still a person who is not good-looking. On this chaotic train, He Qing didn't plan to get to the bottom of it.

Her eyes wandered around the two of them, then she turned her head and closed her eyes again and fell asleep.

And this time, she directly wrapped the spiritual power barrier silently around her, and slept very peacefully.

And it didn't take long for the fat man next to him to twitch violently, open his clear and attentive eyes, and let out a subtle trembling voice from his throat.

"Brother, I can't hold on......"

He Qing didn't move, the strong man looked vigilantly at the still quiet surroundings, quickly glared at the fat man, and then looked at the innermost girl who was sleeping soundly, and whispered: "If you can't hold it, you won't take out the box under it and sit down!

However, the fat man trembled his lips, his face was faintly blue, the beads of sweat on his forehead slowly oozed one after another, his fingers trembled, and the smartphone that never left his palm had already fallen under the table.

At this time, the crying in the words became more and more obvious: "My waist ...... Somebody's cutting my waist......"

The fear on his face was too obvious, and when he heard this, the middle-aged strong man who had pretended to be unknown to him stood up with a "whoosh". Because the movement was too fast, it directly woke up several people who were asleep around in a daze.

He Qing sighed, and was about to wake up in time, but he sensed that in the entire carriage, after the middle-aged strong man stood up, several people immediately stood up straight, their movements were fast and vigilant, and the atmosphere was very delicate.

She immediately dismissed the idea of "waking up".

The Qi Hope technique circled around the carriage twice, including the middle-aged strong man, and found that there were a total of six people standing up, most of whom were middle-aged men. Among them, the tall and strong one, including the one next to her, was a total of two. The rest were thin or short, looking like honest peasants.

But now they stood up, their expressions serious, and their eyes gleamed. At this moment, even if they are dressed so plainly, they will no longer be mistaken for migrant workers.

――It's almost the Chinese New Year, and you can have such a big show on a train...... He Qing closed his eyes and leaned quietly on his seat, his face and breathing were steady, but he couldn't help but cheer up in his heart.

However, seeing that although these people are full of evil qi and have a lot of yin qi on their bodies, they do not have a trace of blood, so although there are many small things, they have indeed not committed any life lawsuits. and they are all a group of uncle-level characters who are not very good-looking...... He Qing thought about it carefully, he was really not so nosy, so forget it.

However, she pretended to be asleep, but the fat man next to her became more and more wrong. At this time, the whole body was like a sieve of chaff, shaking uncontrollably, and the big black cotton jacket was making a violent friction sound on He Qing's clothes.

Now, even if she is really asleep, she has to be woken up. Look at the girl inside, she was also woken up by the shaking of the seat caused by the fat man's constant shaking, and her eyes were open in a daze, and her eyelids had not yet been rubbed.

He Qing felt that it was almost over, and slowly opened his eyes. But her acting skills are not bad, she just glanced at the fat man in surprise, turned her head and played with her mobile phone again.

Anyway, everyone woke up, and the fat man had no scruples now, but became more and more unable to hold his breath, and broke the jar and said: "It's too uncomfortable, it's too uncomfortable......"

Seeing that the middle-aged strong man didn't make a sound, he couldn't bear it, so he didn't say a word, squeezed past He Qing, and rushed to the direction of the toilet!

There happened to be someone in the bathroom, and the fat man was lying on the door, almost slumping to the ground. The passengers standing in the aisle looked at him in surprise, their eyes slightly sympathetic.

Presumably it's for convenience, looking at this look, it's obviously suffocating! Alas......

At this moment, the middle-aged strong man can't bear it anymore!

He hurriedly squeezed away the crowd in three or two steps, walked to the toilet, picked up the fat man, and scolded in a low voice: "What's the matter?!"

This is not the first trip, what's wrong with Lao Qi? How can he be so breathless?

And the few people standing behind him obviously had scruples and didn't dare to make a big move. But obviously, all eyes were on them.

"My Waist, My Waist ......"

The fat man fell to the ground softly, half-leaning against the door, and moaned vigorously at the middle-aged strong man who was close to him: "Third brother, something is poking me and sucking my blood......"

"These things, these things have ghosts!"

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