Chapter 44: Ordinary Merchants
The figures of two men and one woman appeared in front of Kolev.
The woman in the slit long skirt had her arms locked and her mouth covered by the burly man in the black windbreaker behind her.
Another slightly thinner man grabbed the woman's neck tightly with both hands, trying to induce mechanical asphyxiation.
The woman's pretty face flushed.
Her weak and untrained body was unable to form any effective counterattack.
But at this moment, a slight noise was heard nearby, and she and the two men moved their heads together and saw... Kolev who had just finished removing food waste.
A glimmer of hope burned in her eyes as she whimpered continuously.
'Oh, a simple murder.'
Kolev thought for two seconds.
He was thinking about how an ordinary old man would react when seeing this scene.
The thin man let go of the woman's neck and quickly approached Kolev with a fierce look in his eyes.
Kolev made a decision immediately, his eyes became unfocused, and he quickly tapped the ground with his walking stick. His short, thin, old body posed no threat to the two attackers.
The thin man sped up, took a half step forward, and punched Kolev in the nose!
Haha, such a low-level temptation.
Kolev concluded that this young man must be doing this kind of dirty work for the first time. Under his seemingly ferocious expression, he was nervous and uneasy. He must not have been a thug before today, so as long as he remained calm and pretended to be blind, the other party's fists would most likely stop...
boom!
Kolev staggered and fell to the ground, his vision went dark and he was having trouble breathing.
The young man's Adam's apple trembled as he looked at the old man who had lost his ability to move. His nose trembled slightly, and he whispered in Sherman Empire:
“It’s all for my country.”
"I am willing to bear the guilt for this."
"I am willing to bear the sin for this!"
The man clenched his fist and was about to press it on Kolev's neck!
Sudden.
"Uncle Hatton? Are you in there?"
Yang Ming's voice was heard outside the door.
Kolev was still a little dizzy and confused, and was unable to respond in time.
The two men who committed the crime looked at each other and saw the tension in each other's eyes. The automatic sliding door that they had blocked with the mop was already showing signs of being pulled open.
The mop handle made of poor quality material has started to bend!
The woman with her mouth covered struggled hard, making bursts of whimpering sounds.
The burly man behind her couldn't help but growl, "How come so many people are involved!"
"I'll take care of this one outside, you hold her down!"
The thin man who stunned Kolev immediately rushed to the bathroom door.
Kolev finally sobered up a little, looked up at the assailant's back, his nose trembling slightly, and shouted:
"Damn it! I'm going to die!"
boom!
Yang Ming kicked the automatic door of the bathroom open!
The attacker, who had just arrived at the door, flew backwards along with the alloy door panel, and his waist hit the washbasin two meters away.
Yang Ming rushed into the bathroom like a cheetah!
The burly man's face changed drastically, and he was about to abandon the woman and turn around to fight back, but Yang Ming's speed made it impossible for him to respond.
The hand blade struck the burly man's neck, causing him to fall forward with his eyes rolled back, pinning the woman to the ground.
But fortunately, his neck had no mechanical deformation.
——Yang Ming controlled his strength skillfully.
"Are you all right Uncle Hatton?"
Yang Ming turned his head and looked at Kolev, whose nose was bleeding.
Kolev covered his nose, stood up tremblingly , walked to the washstand angrily, raised his walking stick, and cursed with gritted teeth:
"No one has ever hit me on the nose! Never!"
Then he used the stick in his hand to whip the man in front of him fiercely.
Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
It looked like the old man was fine.
"Uncle Hatton! How are you injured?"
Yang Ming didn't look at the struggling woman. He stepped forward to support Kolev and whispered in his ear:
"That's enough, stop fighting, now you have to play the victim!"
He immediately shouted to the door:
"Help! Help! There are two criminals attacking us!"
Kolev blinked, and immediately leaned on Yang Ming's arm, moaning.
"I'm done. Oh, my brain is blown... I will definitely sue this airline. Their security is terrible."
Yang Ming glanced at the woman out of the corner of his eye. She had not yet been able to break free from the burly man's "arms". At the moment, she just lay there gasping for breath, with a string of tears dripping from the corners of her eyes.
Spy? Agent?
Yang Ming couldn't help but think of the current chaotic situation in the Luofeng Empire.
But he didn't do much at the moment.
Two galactic days ago, Xiaolu drove the Feinan to the outskirts of Luofeng's first star, and is now quickly collecting regional information through the satellite network that covers the administrative star.
Before receiving the report from Lu and figuring out how to maximize his own profit, Yang Ming didn't want to be involved in any strange incidents.
Several flight attendants rushed in one after another.
A small riot broke out here.
…
Before the star-crossing passenger ship arrived at the first star of the Luofeng Empire, two 100-meter-class standing patrol ships stopped the passenger ship, and two teams of men and women in white uniforms quickly took control of the head area of the passenger ship.
Yang Ming and Kolev, who had already colluded with each other in their testimony, were called in for questioning.
Yang Ming looked innocent.
Kolev kept covering his nose and wailing, with tears of grievance in his old eyes.
This made the young man and woman who were in charge of questioning them speak much more gently.
"We are very sorry, Mr. Hatton, and we sympathize with your experience today ."
"It's obvious, you two, you saved that beautiful lady over there. It has been preliminarily determined that the perpetrators are two members of a rebel organization who sneaked into the cabin."
"Please rest assured, they have been controlled and will not cause any more harm to you."
"Can you two recount what happened earlier?"
Yang Ming frowned and said, "Rebel organization? Uncle, should we reconsider our investment plan?"
Kolev nodded: "I regret making the decision to invest and build a factory here! It's such a mess here! This is the biggest insult I have ever received in my life! They even hit my nose! Oh, my poor, weak nose that may be cremated in a few years! How can it be so miserable!"
The two young players looked at each other, and their attitudes suddenly became more guilty.
They dare not offend these investors who may be guests of honor of local politicians.
The inquiry ended hastily.
The other party's more pointed question was about Yang Ming's fighting ability:
"Mr. Yang Ming, your actions will definitely be defined as self-defense, so please don't worry about it. But one of them was seriously injured, and his spine was broken..."
The male police officer who was asking the question paused for a moment and said, "You have received combat training, right?"
“My uncle is a billionaire.”
Yang Ming calmly explained:
"I need to learn some fighting skills to protect his personal safety. A life of material abundance is inevitably a bit boring, and I find pleasure in exercising my body."
As he spoke, Yang Ming opened his suit and shirt, revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles, which made the female teammate on the opposite side push up her glasses.
"Oh," the male police officer nodded, "Are you Mr. Hatton's bodyguard?"
Kolev frowned and said, "Hey! You are the bodyguard! This is my dear nephew!"
"Okay," the male police officer said, "To be on the safe side, I just received news from my superiors and I'm officially informing you two... Please don't spread this matter to the outside world, otherwise we will hold you two accountable according to the Empire's Information Security Regulations."
"What do you mean?" Kolev said angrily, "I am a victim! I was hurt! A kind and helpless old man who came to invest in this place was almost beaten to death by two thugs!"
"I'm sorry," the female police officer said apologetically, "We can't give you substantial compensation. This matter is very difficult, and the two rebel members have been taken to a higher-level department for interrogation. You just need to keep silent and you can avoid a lot of trouble later."
The male police officer said, "Otherwise you may have to follow us back to the police station and be questioned for up to half a month."
"Okay, you guys," Kolev's voice became louder, "Do you want to make a big deal out of a small matter? Are you in cahoots with those two thugs? Oh! I want to go back now! Let me return!"
"Uncle, Uncle Hatton!"
Yang Ming quickly pulled Kolev back.
"They are right. We can't make a big deal out of this matter, otherwise it will damage our dignity. You don't want your old friends to know that your nose was broken by the rebels, right? The business here is a good project for us."
"snort!"
Kolev looked unhappy.
The two police officers looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
The woman who was at the center of the incident and was attacked by the rebels left with the patrol ship.
Before leaving, the woman wanted to thank Yang Ming and Kolev.
But just as she was about to come over, Yang Ming smiled and shook his head to refuse.
Yang Ming reminded: "We are just honest businessmen. We don't want to cause trouble, Miss."
She bit her lips lightly and bowed to Yang Ming.
"You saved me. I will remember this favor. When I finish the things at hand, I will find a way to repay you two."
Yang Ming shrugged: "We don't want to have too much intersection with politics."
"I understand," the woman sighed softly, her expression gloomy, "Thank you."
Yang Ming noticed that when the woman left, she was not escorted, but rather was protected by the patrol members.
Big shot?
It doesn't look like it.
After the two patrol ships slowly sailed away, the Star Line passenger ship resumed its normal sailing. The crew members and security officers who had been slacking off suddenly became very alert and active.
They also sent some comfort items to the unfortunate old man, Kolev - free snacks and kisses blown by the female flight attendants.
Kolev was already full of distrust of this environment . He squeezed into Yang Ming's "egg cabin" and tried to survive the last bit of sailing time.
"It's really too chaotic here. Logically, we should be taken away for investigation, but the police's reaction is very abnormal. They hope we won't follow them."
Kolev whispered.
Yang Ming curled his lips slightly and didn't say much.
It is easier to catch big fish in muddy water.
However, what Yang Ming and Kolev didn't know was.
When they arrived at the first star of Luofeng, they successfully boarded the ground-to-air train at the spaceport and began to search for the food guide of the first star of Luofeng, 'Ylando'.
In the controlled airspace near the first star Yilando, in a comprehensive supply ship surrounded by several frigates, there was a cabin that was arranged as an interrogation room.
The beautiful woman who said she wanted to repay Yang Ming was now tied to the electric chair. Her eyes were a little blurry due to the effects of neuroleptic drugs, and there were many bruises on her face and body.
She answered mechanically and repeatedly:
"I am not sure."
In front of the woman, several middle-aged men in blue windbreakers looked somewhat nervous, glancing at the corner from time to time.
There was an old man with gray hair.
"Nothing?" asked the old man.
Several middle-aged men turned around quickly and answered respectfully:
"We have scanned her entire body three times, General. There is no chip under her skin or anywhere inside her body."
"Maybe the intelligence is wrong."
"Our people searched every corner of the spacecraft and found no useful information. Everything has been checked."
The old man looked obviously unhappy, and said coldly: "Open her stomach and search it carefully again."
"Yes! General!"
"General," a middle-aged man whispered, "According to the intelligence investigation, there are two people... the two people who discovered the rebels' actions. They are an uncle and nephew who came to the First Star to invest in the diversion tube business. They have had contact with the maid... is it possible?"
"Since it's possible, go check it out."
The old man whispered, "Don't miss any clues. Be secretive when doing things on the ground. No one will care about two small businessmen at this moment."
The middle-aged man nodded quickly: "Yes, I will go right away. Don't worry, I will definitely not cause any commotion. They are just two ordinary people. A laser gun can handle it."
