When Gu Zheng looked up in surprise, Song Ning had already sprung to her feet and rushed toward the dining car's kitchen.
The dining car's kitchen was small, tucked into one corner of the car.
It was only a dozen or so steps from their table.
Before anyone else in the dining car could react.
Song Ning had already shoved the kitchen door open and charged inside.
Two people in chef's uniforms and white hats stood beside the narrow work counter.
One was chopping vegetables, while the other was wiping the counter with a cloth.
At her sudden entrance, both stopped and stared at her, their faces filled with alarm.
Song Ning paused for only two seconds before launching an attack on the one holding the cloth.
The one chopping vegetables held the knife in his right hand, but the one wiping the counter held the cloth in his left.
Just as she expected, her target threw down the cloth and immediately fought back.
The instant they exchanged blows, Song Ning knew this man was no ordinary fighter.
The other man had already dropped his kitchen knife and fled with his hands over his head.
Song Ning dared not let her guard down. Every strike targeted a vital point, yet she still could not gain the upper hand.
But the train's kitchen had two doors.
Though her opponent was formidable, Gu Zheng had immediately entered through the other door, trapping him between them.
Within a few moves, Gu Zheng had his arms and legs firmly restrained.
By then, the train was gradually slowing as it approached another station.
Seeing this, the man kept swearing and struggling, trying to escape through the window.
Song Ning picked up a gleaming metal fork from a nearby utensil tray and drove it hard into