Inside the bus.
Everyone had already fallen silent.
The driver did not dare make a sound, and the others stared dumbly at Dong Xuebin and Big Man, whom he had thrown out of the bus. Many of them had yet to process what had happened.
What was this?
How had they suddenly started fighting?
How had such a burly man been sent flying?
And thrown off the bus by someone so skinny as if he were a chick??
The moment Dong Xuebin threw Big Man out through the door, he slammed hard onto the ground. The pain cleared his head somewhat, and he looked equally disbelieving. Even he did not know what had happened. He only remembered reaching for that kid's collar—so how had he suddenly gone flying the next second? Big Man's face twisted with fury. He was practically exploding with rage. He tried to prop himself up with his arms, but his legs went weak, and he collapsed again. He did not even have the strength to stand. That kick had been too vicious!
"You little bastard!" Big Man gasped with difficulty and pointed at the bus as he cursed, "Just you wait! You fucking... you're dead!"
Dong Xuebin stood in the doorway and looked down at him. "I'm waiting!"
Big Man broke out in a cold sweat from the pain and panted, "You fucking wait!"
Dong Xuebin smiled indifferently. "I told you, I'm waiting."
After shouting a few threats, Big Man fell silent from the pain. Clutching his stomach, he sucked in cold breaths. He had taken a loss today—a loss at the hands of someone he had not even taken seriously. He had run this route for so long; when had he ever not been the one throwing others off the bus? Whenever someone refused to