The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 105 Robbed

The bus to Huicheng was full and departed at 2:30 pm.

Gao Qinghe and her companion bought a lot of food to eat on the way.

There were fifty passengers on the bus, which was a relief for Huang Yanqiu, who had to be vigilant at all times.

Along the way, the driver would stop every two hours to let everyone use the restroom and rest for a while.

At 7 p.m., the bus stopped at a large service station along the way.

The driver said, "We'll stop for one hour. If you need to eat or use the restroom, go as soon as possible. Take your valuables with you; we're not responsible for any lost items!"

Passengers disembarked, leaving their unimportant luggage on board.

Gao Qinghe and Huang Yanqiu's bottoms were about to go numb from sitting. Although they weren't hungry, they got off the bus with the rest of the group to get some fresh air.

The service station offers fast food, but it costs one or two yuan more than other places.

But in this remote place with no villages or shops around, this was the only option. Although everyone thought it was too expensive, they still had to eat there.

Huang Yanqiu couldn't resist the temptation. Seeing the child next to her eating a fragrant grilled sausage, she couldn't help but swallow.

"Cousin, let's go in and take a look too."

As he spoke, he pulled Gao Qinghe along and led her inside.

The sun had already set, and the restaurant was quite cool with the electric fans on.

Huang Yanqiu looked at all the windows and bought a bowl of fried noodles and a grilled sausage.

Gao Qinghe was also tempted by the aroma of the food and bought a plate of fried dumplings and a bottle of drink.

The two found an empty seat and sat down to eat.

Huang Yanqiu, having eaten and drunk her fill, wiped her mouth contentedly and asked:

"How much longer until we reach Huicheng?"

Gao Qinghe calculated the time, "We've already covered half the journey, and it will take another five hours by car to get there."

Huang Yanqiu nodded, planning to take a nap in the car later.

An hour passed quickly. The passengers returned to the bus, the driver counted the number of passengers, and they set off again.

After leaving the service station, there was not a single ray of light on the road.

All that could be seen were the two headlights casting long beams as the car sped through the darkness.

The noise on the bus gradually subsided, and most people went to sleep.

Huang Yanqiu slept for three hours and woke up just in time. She patted Gao Qinghe on the shoulder, indicating that she could rest assured.

Gao Qinghe was not sleepy. Looking at the shadows of trees and mountains swept by the car lights outside the window, her heart was inexplicably beating a little fast.

The two of them were seated in the first row by the door, so they could see the driver's every move just by looking up.

For long journeys lasting more than ten hours, there is only one driver.

Gao Qinghe was not entirely at ease.

As soon as I saw the driver yawn, I would try to make conversation with him.

With one hour's journey remaining before Huicheng, the sounds of snoring rose and fell in the carriage.

The driver took a puff of his cigarette and said to Gao Qinghe with amusement:
"Go to sleep if you want, don't worry. I've been driving this road for seven or eight years, and I've never dozed off before the national highway was built."

Gao Qinghe asked him curiously, "Have you ever been robbed in all these years, brother?"

The driver recalled for a moment and said in surprise, "Many people have encountered this, but I really haven't."

"Maybe it's because I walk at night a lot. It's dark and desolate in the middle of nowhere, so it's not easy to carry out robberies at night. It's easier to encounter them during the day."

He then told Gao Qinghe to stop overthinking.

This route has always been fixed, and the traffic volume is quite high.

The robbers aren't stupid; they usually target side roads and rarely intercept buses on national highways.

Besides, it's already past midnight. The robbers are people, and people need to sleep; they don't have the energy for this.

But as soon as the driver finished speaking, Gao Qinghe's eyelids suddenly twitched twice.

The system alarm also sounded simultaneously. [Host, please stop the driver immediately!]

"parking!"

The moment the system notification ended, Gao Qinghe immediately shouted out.

The sound came suddenly, startling the driver, who instinctively slammed on the brakes.

My slightly numb mental state instantly cleared up as I saw a patch of tiny reflections in front of the car.

Years of driving experience made the driver slam on the brakes, which were still a little soft, and slam on them all the way down!

The sleeping passengers were jolted awake by the sudden braking, their eyes filled with confusion as they wondered what had happened.

Only a few people realized something might be wrong and asked in a panic, "Master, what's wrong?"

Huang Yanqiu exclaimed, "What's that up ahead?"

Gao Qinghe and her companion were sitting near the front, so as soon as the car came to a stop, they could see a row of wooden planks illuminated by lights outside the front window.

The wooden planks were studded with nails, the sharp nails clearly visible under the car headlights.

At that moment, the front of the car was less than three meters away from the row of nails.

If the driver had slowed down by even a second when he slammed on the brakes, the tires would have already run over him.

The driver, realizing what had happened, thankfully wiped the cold sweat from his neck.

"Who was so inconsiderate as to drop a board of nails on the road? It almost killed someone."

Huang Yanqiu glanced at the several dark figures moving in the grass not far away and said coldly:
"Is it possible that it was deliberately placed there, and we encountered robbers?"

Hearing her words, the passengers on the bus felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Suddenly, a rock came crashing down with a loud "bang!"

Huang Yanqiu quickly pressed Gao Qinghe's head down and hugged her as she lay face down.

With a loud crash, shards of glass flew through the front window, and passengers at the front screamed and dodged.

The driver thought to himself, "I'm doomed."

Ignoring the shards of glass that flew at him, he hurriedly shouted to stop the panicked passengers.

"There are many of us, so don't panic! Carefully dodge the falling rocks! Men, protect the women and children!"

The system reminded Gao Qinghe: [Host, if you abandon all the passengers now, open the doors, get off, and escape from the rear, your success rate is as high as 90%.]

Gao Qinghe thought she would panic, but she didn't at all. Her adrenaline was surging, and her mind was frighteningly calm.

I quickly glanced at the passengers on the bus; most were young men and women, with a few elderly people and children as well.

Having read plenty of news about highway robberies in her past life, she knew what these robbers would do to the passengers on the bus.

The best-case scenario is to take the valuables.

In the worst-case scenario, they will not only take all your valuables, but they will also target vulnerable women. If pushed too far, this could lead to armed conflict and even death.

Gao Qinghe was thankful that the system alerted her in time, and the tire hadn't been punctured yet.

Pushing Huang Yanqiu off her, Gao Qinghe grabbed her bag, put it on her head, and rushed to the driver's side.

To the driver, who was trying to remain calm and searching for weapons:

"Turn around immediately!"

Upon hearing her words, the panicked passengers hurriedly urged, "Yes, yes, yes! Turn around quickly!"

As they were speaking, stones came crashing down on them.

Huang Yanqiu yanked the fearless Gao Qinghe aside, picked up a stone that had rolled to her feet, and threw it with her backhand!
She had no idea what so many people on the bus were afraid of. All the people on the other side suddenly appeared; there were only six people in total.

With so many people in their car, if each of them threw a stone, they could bury those six people on the other side.

However, when the sound of a gunshot rang out, Huang Yanqiu's heart involuntarily tightened.

How could they still have a gun?!
Just as Huang Yanqiu was about to stand up, all the passengers squatted down.

Even the bus driver, who was about to start the bus, instinctively froze for a moment.

(End of this chapter)