"If that's the case, brothers, I've got another solution."
Outside the bus, a group was watching the stream. There were still a few minutes before Jiang Che's bus was set to depart.
The departure time was fixed; the bus wouldn't leave early just because there were fewer people or not all the seats were filled.
Jiang Che and the others were still waiting on the bus, while people outside had already started planning what to do next time.
"If fare-dodging works!" The speaker raised the tablet in his hand, displaying a screenshot—the ticket seller with the punchy sea urchin fingers.
"Then if we chop off its fingers, can't that work too?"
He pointed at the ticket seller's spiky, sea-urchin-like fingers.
"That's not a wrong way to think about it..." The person next to him looked uneasy. "But it feels risky."
"Jiang Che's plan is way better. Sneak on without paying, zero risk, no one has to get sacrificed," someone muttered.
