Who would study psychology if they didn't have some kind of problem?

Chapter 455 Reckless Sacrifice? Or...?

Nan Zhuren's gaze was so direct that Xia Tian also saw the direction of the main entrance following Nan Zhuren's gaze.

"Ah, that seems to be a relative of Meng Ting. There was a financial dispute case here before, but because of the recusal principle, it wasn't handled by Meng Ting. As for the details..."

Xia Tian paused at this point, explaining that the specifics should be kept confidential.

But even if Xia Tian wanted to speak, Nan Zhuren wouldn't hear it.

Even from a distance, information about body language and facial expressions automatically entered his eyes.

[The body is stiff, and the exposed muscles are tense.]

[Neck frozen, head barely moving, gaze rotation accompanied by movement of the entire upper body.]

[The body is leaning forward excessively, accompanied by an unusual shrugging of the shoulders...]

The next second, Nan Zhuren darted out.

The other three who remained in place were completely stunned.

Xia Tian quickly realized what was happening and looked at Chong Hui, her voice suddenly becoming urgent: "Senior Brother Chong, this person wanted Meng Ting to use his connections to get a lenient sentence or even an acquittal, but because of their criminal record, the trial proceeded according to procedure. Meng Ting only privately mediated afterward; I heard that after the enforcement proceedings, the person didn't have enough money, so Meng Ting even lent them some. But the person is still not satisfied and has petitioned multiple times since then..."

Before he finished speaking, Chonghui rushed out after Nan Zhuren.

……

At the gate.

Although Judge Meng frowned, he still patiently spoke a few words to the woman in a low voice.

"You're a little late today; we've already closed for the day."

As they talked, the two walked away from the courthouse entrance.

"Besides, I've already explained your situation to you, and I've tried my best to get the best possible outcome for you. Actually, no matter how many times you petition afterward, it won't be of any use, even if you appeal to a higher court..."

The woman was silent.

The security guards at the entrance all recognized Judge Meng, and seeing him there, they didn't scrutinize the women excessively. In just a few words, they reached the parking lot.

Meng Ting sighed, took out his car key and pressed it. A car with a red 3D logo flashed its lights not far away.

The light shone into the woman's eyes, and the stiff smile on her face suddenly curved upwards into two arcs: "The best... result, is it?"

"Cousin... this car wasn't cheap, you took money from it, didn't you? You take money from everyone else, why not from your relatives? Isn't the job of an official to help your fellow villagers? Is it because 'putting righteousness before family' is the best way to gain a good reputation here, that's why you're making me give a heavy sentence?"

Judge Meng frowned: "You judged according to normal standards, but you used to... never mind, there's no point in arguing with you."

The woman's words made Judge Meng lose interest in talking to her, and he turned to open the car door.

It was at this moment that the woman's expression, hidden by her hat, was reflected in the car window as she suddenly looked up!

……

The eyebrows are pulled down and gathered together, forming a groove between them.

[The masseter muscles are bulging, and the chin is prominent.]

[The nostrils flare, accompanied by a strong inhalation.]

The upper eyelid is drastically lifted, the lower eyelid is taut, and the eyeballs appear to bulge.

[This is... the attack stance after lying in wait!]

next second.

A "whoop" sound.

Judge Meng felt something flash behind him.

At the same time, something seemed to fly past in the reflection on the car window, and the woman's reflection disappeared instantly.

"Ouch!" With a short scream, Judge Meng turned around abruptly and saw his cousin lying on the ground, and Nan Zhuren, who was also stumbling and barely managing to stand.

[Flying...flying kick?]

Judge Meng recalled what had just flashed past the car window and blurted out instinctively, "Teacher Nan... what are you doing?"

There was no answer. Instead, a small outdoor hiking dagger fell out of the woman's body with a clang. The bright silver blade gleamed coldly.

The answer was left unsaid, and Judge Meng's face turned pale instantly.

"Teacher Nan, how...how did you know?"

Nan Zhuren didn't answer, his expression serious. He saw the woman's face flush red, and after letting out two screams, she seemed to release her pain, suddenly grabbing the dagger and standing up again.

No, is this reasonable? I'm an adult man, and I'm giving you a running start and a flying kick. How come you can still stand up?

Adrenaline? Can the human body be that amazing?
Or is it that my physical condition is too weak and I didn't exert enough force? By the way, the foot that kicked me hurts a bit...

Judge Meng asked himself, "You see it? You figured it out using micro-expression analysis?"

Dude, why are you still concerned about this at a time like this?!

"Meng! Cui! Xing!"

The woman roared, the veins in her neck bulging as if they were about to burst. Only then did Nan Zhuren notice that although she looked thin, the trapezius muscles in her neck were frighteningly strong.

"All my money is gone, all because of you! Why are you all targeting me like this?!"

"You're all against me!"

"what!!!"

The dagger swung at him again!

The location was cleverly chosen; the woman deliberately chose to ambush at the main entrance, and then used Judge Meng to evade the guards' inspection, eventually reaching a relatively spacious parking space.

Even if the people at the door realized something was wrong and rushed over, they would still have enough time for her to slash three or four times.

The next moment, Nan Zhuren suddenly felt a tightness around his neck, not from nervousness, but because someone was grabbing the back of his collar.

In the blink of an eye, Chonghui grabbed Meng Tingchang and Nan Zhuren with one hand each and threw them behind him with a force.

He then dodged and barely managed to block the stab by using the car door as a shield.

Gala--

A long string of scratches was left on the shiny black car body.

We could already see the guards at the gate from afar. Two of them were carrying riot forks and one was carrying a riot shield. They were shouting as they ran towards us.

But Chonghui remained nervous; his tall stature and muscular physique did little to give him a sense of security.

If the person in front of him, with his height and weight, were unarmed, even professional combat athlete Chong Hui would be confident that he could subdue him as easily as catching a chick.

In reality, there is a real difference between being armed and unarmed. Even if the person in front of him was a woman, and she was angry and out of her mind, and had been kicked and was in a daze, Chonghui estimated that if he wanted to subdue her, he would inevitably get slashed.

It depends on where the blood is drawn.

"Senior brother!" Nan Zhuren reacted quickly, "You on the left, me..."

Before he could finish speaking, the third stab came hurtling towards him.

whoosh-

Another figure suddenly rushed over without regard for anything else and tackled the woman to the ground.

With a muffled groan, the man who suddenly appeared froze, but then, without hesitation, he raised his hand and punched the attacker's chin and neck—bang!

Not moving anymore.

(End of this chapter)