The old woman screamed in pain, "You're hitting an old person, there's no justice..."
Shen Mosheng's brows furrowed slightly, he grasped her chin, and with a little force, the old woman's jaw dislocated.
She opened her mouth wide in agony, but she could no longer scream and curse.
"If you stop cursing, I will fix it for you."
The old lady nodded frantically.
Shen Mosheng immediately realigned her jaw.
Once her jaw was back in place, the old lady shrieked again, "You're hitting an old person, you're a killer. There's no justice, you're not letting people live..."
"You're too noisy." As his words ended, Shen Mosheng dislocated her jaw again, and calmly picked up his phone to call the police.
The stunned passengers suddenly burst into a round of enthusiastic applause, amazed by his skilful method.
That was so satisfying!
The driver smiled gratefully at Shen Mosheng.
Shen Mosheng nodded, standing beside the driver without moving, to guard against the old woman's retaliation.