"An apology? You just accused me of being a thief! You think an apology will cut it? If apologies meant anything, we wouldn’t need the police!"

 

The man stared at the college student superciliously. He smiled, "So what are you gonna do now, miss? In order to prove my innocence, I had to take off my clothes in public. I don’t want you to compensate me - you just have to do the same thing I did."

 

The college girl’s expression changed. A man taking off his coat in public meant nothing, but it was shameful for a girl to take off her clothes.

 

"Hey, she’s just a kid, stop picking on her!" an old man said.

 

"You trying to die old man? You can’t talk to me like that, got it?"

 

The old man felt a dagger poking at his waist. He immediately shut his mouth and retreated as much as he could. .

 

"That sounds reasonable!" Joked a pervert on the bus.

 

"If we don’t hold people accountable, that isn’t justice!” Said another, more serious than the first.

 

"She accused him carelessly and he had to undress to prove his innocence. She even searched him in public - she violated his right of privacy!"

 

A few young men were rallying against the college girl. Many people in the bus knew that these young men were probably accomplices of the man in the leather jacket, but they didn’t dare speak out, not after seeing the man threaten the old guy who had spoken up first.

 

Other passengers must have gotten braver seeing the support the man was gathering. Even though it was clear most people supported the girl, mob mentality and people underestimating how serious the situation was escalating had led to whoops and approval of the man’s attempt to get the young lady to take something off.

 

The female college student was innocent. She was slim, with bright eyes and graceful eyebrows; she wore a white dress and white boots.

 

The college girl’s face turned bright red. Her whole body started trembling, she felt helpless.

 

Her pitiful glances at the other passengers' faces found only indifference and fear.

 

With so much support, the man in the leather jacket grew bolder. "Hurry up! It’ll all be over when you take off your clothes."

 

The female college student tightly held down her dress. She shook her head and said, "No way!"

 

"No way? You’re not going anywhere until you take it off! Here, let me help you..."

 

He reached out to grasp the girl's clothes, but a strong hand appeared and grabbed his wrist.

 

The man felt like he was caught in a vice. When he looked up, he saw a young man standing beside him, watching him silently.

 

This young man was Ye Fei, who was stigmatized as a pervert.

 

"What's he going to do?" The passengers were surprised to see Ye Fei act.

 

Ye Fei looked at the man in the leather jacket, and glanced at his several accomplices. "Listen borther, you stole the money. Why are you making that girl take her clothes off?" he said softly.

 

"Who the hell are you? What do you mean I stole the money? I already showed you, I don't have any money. She framed me, alright?" The man in the leather jacket looked Ye Fei up and down and said, "What are you, her boyfriend? Are you trying to start a fight? Come on, I ain’t afraid of you!"

 

Ye Fei's expression did not change. He coldly said, "You know what you’ve done. You just came here for the money, so you should leave this girl alone."

 

The man in the leather jacket impatiently shouted, "What the hell are you talking about? Are you insane?"

 

Ye Fei shook his head. He had given this man an opportunity to play nice, but the man chose not to take it. He was still being a jerk, so Ye Fei said, "I’ll give you one last chance to let her go or you’ll regret it."

 

"Fuck you!" the man snarled. "You’re just trying to frighten me, but I'm not scared. I’m not going to let you tell me what to do!"

 

"Yeah, tell him!!" a few men in the crowd shouted. They were obviously companions of the man in the leather jacket.

 

Ye Fei frowned, "So, you don't want to cut her some slack?"

 

The man growled, "Screw you and your nonsense! If you don’t mind your business, I’ll break your face!"

 

Ye Fei stayed quiet. He wasn’t going to punch the man first. If Ye Fei had wanted to, he could thrash him in a heartbeat.

 

Ye Fei just walked into the crowd and pulled out a young man with blonde hair.

 

As soon as Ye Fei had brought the blonde to everyone’s attention, the man in the leather jacket looked like he saw a ghost.

 

Ye Fei pulled the young man over to the man in the leather jacket and calmly said, "I gave you a chance; you chose not to take it. Now, let's make a few things clear."

 

Ye Fei reached out to the young man and snatched the envelope from his pocket and threw it on the ground.

 

Chu Mo exclaimed, "Hey, that’s my envelope!"

 

She hastily squatted down, picked up the envelope, and counted the money inside. When it was all accounted for, Chu Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

 

"How is possible her money was in that young man’s pocket?"

 

"What's going on?" The female college student looked with surprise at Ye Fei, then at the young man with yellow hair. "I... I swear I saw that man do it! The man in the leather jacket stole the money! How could he have given it to the other guy?"

 

Ye Fei smiled, "Well, did you think he was just going to keep it on him after he took it?"

 

The girl nodded thoughtfully, but she still couldn't figure out when the pickpocket had transferred the money to his yellow-haired accomplice.

 

The college girl wasn’t the only one confused. The man in the leather jacket and the young man couldn't figure out how Ye Fei saw them make the switch.

 

Their skill was taught to them by their boss. It was so fast the average person wouldn’t notice anything even if they stood face-to-face with them.

 

It was like a magic trick.

 

They had stolen plenty of money using this trick and the police had never found out who the thief was.

 

But today, they were caught red-handed by a random young man.

 

Who the hell was he?