Operation: Cobra Is Back

Chapter 7 Are You Tired of Living?

"Let me take a look!"

At this moment, a stout man in his thirties wearing a security guard's uniform came up from the back of

the bus.

"I work as a security guard in a gold shop, and I've seen a lot of gold jewelry. If you cheat, I'll get you to

the police station!"

When he finished, the woman's face changed and she said nervously, "How can you talk like that?

Look, this gold must be real anyway!"

The guard curled his lips. Obviously, he didn't believe the woman's words. He took the ring from the

woman's hand and rubbed it twice, then looked at it carefully for a few moments.

But it seemed that things were a little beyond his expectation, and with a startled gasp, he took out an

electroprobe again to test the gold ring.

The bus riders were all ordinary people, who didn’t know how to examine the gold. They watched the

security guard and just felt that he was quite professional.

After a while, the security guard withdrew the electroprobe, and there was a flash of greed in his eyes.

He did not say the result but only asked.

"How much did you just say you were selling this ring for? I'll take it!"

When he finished, everyone knew that the gold must be real. Otherwise, how could this security guard

want to buy it straight away?

The ticket clerk got anxious and yelled, "Hey, how can you pre-empted me? She clearly said she was

going to sell it to me."

The woman nodded and said, "I'm sorry for the trouble I just caused you. I'll sell you this ring, and the

extra will be a bonus for me to thank you."

"That's reasonable. Poor thing, come take my seat."

The conductor had gotten a great bargain and was overjoyed to hand the woman three hundred dollars

from the bag in which she had collected the money.

The guard watched as the conductor took the ring and became a bit anxious, then said in a serious

voice, "You're trying to hide from your husband. How can you do that without some money in your

hand? I've just received my salary, poor girl, I'd like to take a loss to help you. How about three hundred

and fifty dollars for one of your rings?"

Immediately after saying that, he received a lot of contemptuous looks.

A loss? Three hundred and fifty dollars for a ring, and he would make a hundred and fifty dollars if he

resold it!

The woman looked like she was really hurt by love and hesitated before saying, "Forget it, it's fate that

we met. I'll sell all the jewelry I have. I don’t want to see anything related to him anymore. The market

price is 50 dollars. I don’t ask for that much. 30 dollars is a deal!"

There was an uproar in the bus. A gram of gold at 50 dollars was sold for only 30 dollars. That was a

lot of money if they resold it!

"Fine, fine, I'll take one!"

The guard was so excited that he immediately took out his wallet and took out a wad of bills and

exchanged it for a gold ring from the woman.

Someone took the lead, and the others, in the spirit of taking advantage, yelled, fearing that if they

were one step late, they would lose it.

"I want one too."

"I want that bracelet!"

"Let's do a good deed too and help the girl ..."

The crowd scrambled forward. There were bargains to be made and people to be helped, so no one

would think much about what trick was involved.

For a while, people with enough money in the bus were exchanging gold jewelry with women.

Duncan was the only one with a mocking look on his face and sat in his seat unmoved.

Meanwhile, the woman happened to walk up to his row. The few gold rings and bracelets she was

holding were bought, leaving only the thick gold chain around her neck.

Everyone actually wanted it. Only the gold chain was worth over a thousand dollars even with the

discount. They didn't have so much money.

"Does anyone else want it? The last gold chain is available for only fourteen hundred dollars. If you

miss it, there's no more."

The woman shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Give me the gold chain."

As Duncan watched, Bella, beside him, suddenly spoke up and took a wad of money out of her LV bag,

"Here are two thousand dollars. I won't take advantage of you. I’d like to do you a favor."

With that, she handed the money over.

The woman's eyes lit up and she hurriedly went to take it.

Before their hands could touch, a strong arm suddenly stopped them in the middle and grabbed Bella's

hand as it reached forward.

Bella froze and subconsciously looked at Duncan and frowned. What was he going to do? Was he

going to rob her?

At Bella's shocked and puzzled look, Duncan spoke up.

"Don't you trust them! They're all liars."

Hearing what he had said, the woman's eyes twinkled. Clearly, she was a bit guilty and deliberately

yelled out.

"What are you talking about? Not only are you not helping me, but you're also slandering me! Forget it,

I won't change with her!"

With that, the woman turned to leave as if she had been greatly insulted.

Duncan, however, had no intention of letting her go and grabbed her arm and rubbed it hard against

her bruised and battered arm!

"What ... are you doing? Let go of me. Help. There’s a rogue!"

The woman shouted in horror and even Bella looked at Duncan in disgust. The slightest hint of good

feeling she had just had for Duncan vanished in an instant.

She thought this guy was different from other guys, but it turned out they were all the same!

But as she was about to stop Duncan, he had already released his grip on the woman's hand and

sneered, "How come this wound of yours disappeared as soon as I rubbed it? Don't you know that?"

The crowd heard the commotion and fixed their eyes on it. Sure enough, a small patch of bruise on the

woman's exposed arm was erased, as if it had been painted on with some kind of paint and was no

bruise at all!

"Holy shit! So you're a liar? I believed you so much just now!"

"There’s no domestic violence at all. It's all fake!"

The crowd was in an uproar. Even the bruises were fake, so how could the jewelry they bought be

real?

Anyone with a little bit of intelligence could think that this woman was a liar!

That was how human nature was. It was fine if you wanted my help, and it was natural for me to earn

you some money.

But if you cheated, then no one would stand it, but rather beat you instantly.

"Liar! Hurry up and pay us back or I'll smack you to death!"

A man who had been fooled immediately stepped forward. His face was red with anger, and he raised

his hand in a gesture to hit her.

Just as the scam was being uncovered and the woman was about to be beaten up, something

unexpected happened!

"Fuck you!"

There was an angry curse, followed by a muffled thud.

The man who was about to hit the woman was kicked down.

It was the security guard from earlier who kicked him.

Everyone stared at him. The guard, no longer looking simple and honest, had a scowl on his face as he

pulled a knife from his back and slashed at the plastic seat with a thud.

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He roared, and with the knife out, everyone was scared to death and looked at him with great fear.

While this was going on, several more men stood up and were also all holding knives. They looked like

a gang, and in a flash, they had control of the car driver.

"Damn it! I was thinking I'd make a small fortune by not showing my knife!"

He spat and looked at Duncan viciously.

"You're quite smart, brat. But how dare you ruin my business? Are you courting death?"