Wang Qian and Li Kun were in a hurry like lost dogs, panicked like fish that had slipped through the net, and almost escaped from Binhai University with a rolling belt. They were almost frightened by the fierce dormitory aunts, and leaned against the university wall in horror to gasp.

"Big ...... Senior brother, which passing immortal saved us just now?" Li Kun asked breathlessly, leaning on his knees.

"I don't know, who do I ask if you ask me?" Wang Qian shook his head, "But if you finally pick up a life, you can't tell Shizun about this after you go back." ”

"I know. Li Kun nodded. If Shizun knew that they were so embarrassed, he would definitely look down on them.

Wang Gan counted the cards in his hand, "I still have more than 300 of them, how many do you have?"

"More than 200. Li Kun replied by impression, "It's almost the same to go to other places to post stickers." ”

Grunt!

Wang Qian rubbed his stomach, "It's okay if you don't run, this run will make your stomach hungry, are you hungry?"

"I'm also a little hungry, why don't we go to the nearby night market and buy something to eat?" Li Kun wasn't actually hungry, but he felt like he needed something to suppress his shock.

There is an alley near Esplanade University, where people will come here to set up stalls and sell snacks at night.

When Wang Qian and Li Kun opened their dormitory collectively, whoever dragged their feet in the game would punish whoever came to the night market to buy supper for the whole dormitory, and the two of them came not a lot of times, and they were very familiar with the night market.

It may be that there are fewer students during the holidays, or it may be that the time is late, today's night market is much more deserted than usual, and many stall owners have closed their stalls in advance. There are only a handful of cars in the alley where the night market is located, and under the bright LED headlights, some college students who are still stranded at school during the holidays are eating hot supper.

Wang Qian and Li Kun were much more relaxed when they came here, and they didn't care about the inquiring eyes of others, and they pasted cards on the walls and telephone poles in a grand manner.

Walking to a stall selling Malatang, the fragrance and heat of Malatang came to their faces, and the two of them couldn't walk anymore, so they sat down at the stall and chose their favorite vegetables and meat.

The stall owners skillfully pluck the ingredients they have chosen from bamboo skewers and cook them in the tumbling red soup, which fluctuates and makes your mouth water just by looking at it.

After a while, the spicy tang was cooked, and the stall owner filled each of them with a large bowl of green vegetables, pink crab sticks and sausages, white quail eggs and fish balls, yellow frozen tofu, and translucent vermicelli soaked in the soup.

Without saying a word, the two of them broke off the disposable chopsticks, stirred them in the bowl a few times, let the heat dissipate, and picked up a full pair of chopsticks and vermicelli to send to their mouths.

Suddenly, the roar of motorcycles sounded not far away. Then a shrill female voice shouted, "Catch that bag thief!"

Wang Qian and Li Kun were so frightened that they subconsciously thought that the aunt in charge of the dormitory had chased after them, and the noodles that were fast in their mouths fell back into the bowl, and the soup that splashed almost got on their clothes.

When they looked back, a black motorcycle was whizzing towards them, with two black knights in black and leather pants and black helmets, almost perfectly blending into the night. One of the knights sitting in the back seat was holding the strap of a designer bag in his hand and rummaging through the contents of the bag.

As ordinary people, Wang Qian and Li Kun didn't react at all, the speed of the motorcycle was too fast, and it didn't leave them enough time to react, they just let their eyes move mechanically with the motorcycle. Besides, even if they react, what can they do?

At the moment of lightning, a short rod-like object flew in from the sky at incredible speed, burst in from the edge of their field of vision, and plunged precisely into the spokes of the front wheel of the motorcycle.

Wang Gan and Li Kun were the closest, and they were the only ones who witnessed this short rod flying out of nowhere, and a surprised thought flashed in their hearts -- is this a coincidence? Otherwise, who could have so accurately grasped the speed of the motorcycle and inserted the short rod into the spokes of the front wheel impartially?

The two motorcycle riders only felt that the front wheels were suddenly locked, but the rear wheels were still rushing forward, and the result was that the entire motorcycle flipped out like a slow motion in the movie, slashing a series of yellow sparks on the road, and finally hit the telephone pole with a bang.

Wang Qian and Li Kun held chopsticks in one hand and a bowl in the other, and looked at each other in surprise at this sudden accident.

The few stall owners were all silent, and they stopped what they were doing and looked at the excitement, but no one wanted to meddle with anything. They set up stalls here every day, and they don't want to get into trouble.

Most of the diners are students, and most of them are girls, those who are close quietly retreat, and those who are far away pick up their mobile phones to call the police. A couple of guys wanted to come forward, but were pulled back by their girlfriends - the two motorcycle riders didn't look easy to mess with, they were afraid that their boyfriends would be in danger, and it wasn't worth it.

The two motorcycle riders rubbed their backs and stood up, their elbows and knees wearing thick protective gear, otherwise they would have been hurt a lot.

What to do?

Wang Qian and Li Kun glanced at each other, hoping that the other party would come up with an idea.

Theoretically, they want to see righteousness and bravery, but they can't help but be stunned in their hearts, worried that these two motorcycle riders carry things like controlled knives with them, and it is really not worth losing their lives for the sake of righteousness and courage - they finally entered the master's door, and there is a great career of cultivating immortals waiting for them.

The girl who had been snatched the bag chased after her from afar, shouting, "Who can help? Stop them!"

The two motorcycle riders helped each other to pick up the brand-name bag from the ground, disdainful of the victim, and passed in front of Wang Qian and Li Kun in a big way, trying to pick up the motorcycle and flee the scene.

Wang Qian and Li Kun still hadn't decided what to do, they attributed the reason to the difficulty of choosing, but someone had already made the decision for them.

Two more short stick-shaped objects flew silently, fleeting in the field of vision.

Burst!

Burst!

The short stick-shaped object accurately poked the popliteal fossa of the two motorcycle riders, and they all got down on one leg with a groan, rubbing their popliteal fossa and grinning their teeth, their painful expressions visible through their helmets.

Two short stick-like objects fell from their popliteal sockets to the ground, and Wang Qian, Li Kun, who was close by, and they could see clearly, they were two short branches, and the fracture could be perfectly put together, and a certain branch was broken into two and then thrown separately.

Nima, who did this?

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2017 is coming to an end, I wish you all a happy new year, and by the way, see if there is a monthly pass and don't waste it

See you in 2018.