The driver's recent words were naturally heard by everyone.

At this moment, aside from the immobile Su Yuzhuo and Fujiwara Keiaki, who was protecting her, everyone rushed to the front of the car to check on the situation.

Zhao Guo'an was particularly quick, carrying his backpack, and jumped off the vehicle right after.

Whether Xiao Feng was going to fight or kill, he didn't know, nor did he need to know, but he was going to save someone.

In the distance, black smoke billowed from the front hood, seemingly indicating that the vehicle could explode at any moment, making everyone nervously tense inside.

The other driver who had placed the tripod approached the car, saw the crowd gathered around looking grim, sighed, but didn't say much.

Thinking back to when he first encountered such a situation and heard his master explain the inside story, his expression wasn't much different from these people now — both angry and feeling absurd.

But after seeing it happen enough times, it all became like that — gradually becoming numb.

"If this had happened more than ten years ago, it was no big deal, given paperless payment wasn't popular then. But now, in this cashless society, what are they hoping to gain?" Lu Yao said with a somber expression. "A few phones?"

This question was equally baffling to everyone. In today's age, many people don't even touch cash throughout the year. What do these bastards, who orchestrate accidents for profit and murder, hope to gain after all?

Just for a few phones and whatever cash might be in the car, can human lives be taken so lightly?

Then, the driver who came after them glanced at everyone: "Seems like you all have money, huh?"

The crowd turned to look, unsure of the meaning behind his words.

The driver smiled wryly: "Nowadays, everyone has a few credit cards, and those folks have POS machines to directly swipe the money away.

To put it bluntly, in the eyes of those scumbags, it's a no-risk gamble. If the people in the car have money, they profit; if not, they don't lose anything."

"Bastards!" The young girl swore angrily. "How can there be such vicious people? Do the police just ignore this?"

"How can they handle it?" The driver at the wheel spat his betel nut into a tissue and said: "They calculate the timing perfectly, preventing people in the cars from braking in time for a collision claim.

Besides, after grabbing the goods, they flee, and it's uncertain when they'll appear again. The police can't station someone here forever."

Upon hearing this, everyone frowned. The reasoning made sense, but they couldn't accept this explanation.

Through the front windshield, Zhao Guo'an was seen sprinting past Xiao Feng, who continued to walk slowly and calmly, almost as if strolling leisurely.

But whether it was Lu Yao, the young girl, or the sisters Su Yuzhuo and Lin Zhiyan, they could all feel a sense of suppression from Xiao Feng's back.

It was as if at this moment, Xiao Feng had become a dormant volcano, on the brink of erupting.

"Everyone, fucking stop!" Zhao Guo'an shouted fiercely, swinging his backpack towards a man in front.

The man retreated in a hurry, and the ones rummaging through the car also halted.

Half out of the car, a man touched his shiny, egg-like head, looked Zhao Guo'an up and down, testingly asked: "Are you a cop?"

"I'm your dad!" Zhao Guo'an cursed angrily and kicked forward.

People around exchanged glances, instantly realizing this was one of those legendary hot-blooded youths.

They called it legendary because such people were nearly extinct nowadays, whether it was being wrongfully accused for assisting an elderly or watching the wealthy's families beg online instead of spending their own money.

Acts of bravery became scarce, and the consumption of societal care was an undeniable fact.

There's a saying that the less of something society has, the more the media will promote it, which holds some truth.

Imagine if everyone could be brave, pulling out a knife to help when they saw injustice, such instances wouldn't be remarkable or used for typical promotion.

"Kid, even heroes need capital." The bald man waved his hand: "Get him!"

Five men around him reached behind, pulling weapons from their belts, including daggers, switchblades, even hammers and mallets.

These were common items, but a hit from any would be no joking matter.

"If you know what's good, hand over your valuables, then transfer funds to an account we give you. Otherwise, you might end up disfigured or dead, and that won't be good." One person sneered, issuing a threat.

Zhao Guo'an swallowed hard. He had rushed over fueled by indignation and the intent to save someone, thinking he could suppress them with momentum, but it seemed indeed too impulsive now.

Watching as the crowd slowly closed in, he couldn't care anymore, turning around and yelling, "Xiao Feng, hurry! Stop walking like you're on a casual stroll, will you?"

Everyone witnessing this scene from the car was overwhelmed with dark lines on their foreheads, initially thinking this guy could charge in and dominate, only for him to start calling for help, making it seem like he hurried over just to get caught?

"Oh, you brought backup?" Threatening Zhao Guo'an, the person looked at Xiao Feng and laughed mockingly, "Perfect timing, two idiots at once."

His companions joined in with laughter, completely unaware of the terrifying encounter they were about to face.

Right then, the bald man and an associate got off the car, grumbling curses, "Damn it, totally broke, barely three thousand on the credit card, not even covering the basic costs, why are you all standing there, waiting for the police?"

"Boss Niu, another do-gooder showed up over there. Look at these two dressed in branded clothing, they must be loaded. Why don't we tie them up and ask their families for ransom?" Someone suggested.

"Kidnapping?" The bald man, called Boss Niu, smacked the speaker's head: "You fucking know the law or not? Don't you know kidnapping is illegal? Use some brain power to make money, alright?"

The person who was hit looked resentful, internally cursing, as if doing this wasn't illegal to begin with.

But Boss Niu said seriously, "We're under rule of law now. Wanting to get rich is fine, but let's consider reality. Banks have so much money, more than we could spend over generations. If I lead you to rob a bank right now, would you dare?"

Just as he finished speaking, a cold voice rang out: "You, come here!"

The commanding tone was unmistakable, like a monarch commanding a subject from high above – those who dare defy, die!

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