Chapter 603 Motorcycle Rider

Thinker Novel Network

Wang Gan and Li Kun were as anxious as dogs that had lost their homes, and panicked like fish that slipped through the net. They almost scrambled and escaped from Binhai University. They were almost frightened by the tough dormitory aunts, and they leaned against the wall of the university to breathe in shock.

"Brother... big brother, which god who passed by saved us just now?" Li Kun leaned on his knees and asked out of breath.

"I don't know either. If you ask me, who should I ask?" Wang Gan shook his head, "But at least I saved my life. I can't tell Master about this after I go back."

"I know." Li Kun nodded. If Master knew how embarrassing they were, he would definitely underestimate them.

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

"It's more than 200." Li Kun replied based on his impression, "It's almost enough to go to other places to post."

grunt!

Wang Gan rubbed his stomach, "It's okay if you don't run, but this run will make you 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 was not actually hungry, but felt that he needed something to calm down.

The catering business near the school is always relatively prosperous. There is an alley near Binhai University. At night, people will push carts to set up stalls and sell snacks here. The key is cheap, aside from unhygienic.

When Wang Qian and Li Kun's dormitory was collectively open, whoever lagged behind in the game would be punished for coming to the night market to buy supper for the whole dormitory. The two of them came quite often and 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 relatively late. Today's night market is much deserted than usual, and many stall owners have closed their stalls ahead of time. There are only a few small cars in the alley where the night market is located. Under the bright LED headlights, some college students who are still stranded in school during the holidays are eating hot supper in twos and threes.

Wang Qian and Li Kun felt much more relaxed when they came here, and regardless of other people's inquiring eyes, they pasted cards on the walls and telephone poles majestically.

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

The stall owners skillfully rolled the ingredients they selected off the bamboo sticks and put them into the tumbling red soup to cook. The various ingredients fluctuated in the soup, just looking at it made your mouth water.

After a while, Malatang was cooked, and the stall owner gave each of them a large bowl filled with green vegetables, pink crab sticks and sausages, white quail eggs and fish balls, yellow frozen tofu, and translucent vermicelli. The soup is so mouth-watering.

Without further ado, the two of them broke off the disposable chopsticks, stirred them a few times in the bowl to let the heat dissipate, picked up a chopstick full of vermicelli, and were about to send it to their mouths.

Suddenly, the roar of a motorcycle sounded not far away. Immediately afterwards, a shrill female voice shouted, "Catch that bag snatcher!"

Wang Gan and Li Kun shivered in fright, subconsciously thinking that the housekeeper aunt was chasing after them, and the vermicelli that was about to enter their mouths fell back into the bowl, and the splashed soup almost stained their clothes.

When they looked back, a black motorcycle roared towards them, and there were two black knights sitting on it. They were wearing black leather pants and black helmets, and they almost blended perfectly into the night. Among them, the knight sitting in the back seat is holding a strap of a brand-name bag in his hand, and is rummaging through the belongings in the bag.

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

Just at this moment, a short stick-shaped object flew from the sky at an extremely fast speed, broke in from the edge of their field of vision, and precisely inserted into the spokes of the front wheel of the motorcycle.

Wang Qian and Li Kun were the closest, and they were the only ones who witnessed this short stick flying from nowhere, and a surprised thought flashed in their hearts—is this a coincidence? Otherwise, who can grasp the speed of the motorcycle so accurately,

Impartially inserting stubs into the spokes of the front wheel?

The two motorcyclists only felt that the front wheels were suddenly locked, but the rear wheels were still rushing forward. As a result, the whole motorcycle turned upside down like a slow motion movie, and a series of yellow sparks were wiped on the road. They hit the electric pole with a loud bang, and they also screamed and fell off their backs, rolling right in front of Wang Qian and Li Kun.

Holding the chopsticks in one hand and the bowl in the other, Wang Gan and Li Kun looked at each other in amazement at the sudden unexpected situation.

The few stall owners were all silent, they stopped their work and looked at this side as if watching the excitement, but no one wanted to meddle in their own business. They set up stalls here every day, not wanting to get into trouble.

Most of the diners were students, and most of them were girls. Those who were close quietly retreated, and those who were far away picked up their mobile phones to call the police. A few boys wanted to come forward, but were held back by their girlfriends—these two bikers seemed to be difficult to mess with, and they were afraid that their boyfriends would be in danger, and it wasn't worth it.

The two motorcycle riders stood up rubbing their lower backs. They were wearing thick protective gear on their elbows and knees, otherwise they would have been seriously injured.

what to do?

Wang Gan and Li Kun exchanged glances, hoping that the other would come up with an idea.

Theoretically speaking, they want to be brave, but they can't help but feel apprehensive, worrying that these two motorcycle riders carry control knives and other things with them. There is still a great career of cultivating immortals waiting for them.

The girl whose bag was snatched chased after her from afar and shouted, "Who can help? Stop them!"

The two motorcycle riders supported each other to pick up the brand-name bag from the ground, dismissed the victim, and passed by Wang Qian and Li Kun aggressively, trying to help the motorcycle up and flee the scene.

Wang Qian and Li Kun still haven't decided what to do. They attribute the reason to the difficulty of choosing, but someone has already made the decision for them.

Another two short stick-shaped objects flew in silently, and they disappeared in the field of vision like a fright.

puff!

puff!

The short stick-shaped object accurately hit the hamstrings of the two motorcyclists. With an ouch, they knelt down on one leg at the same time, rubbing their hamstrings and grinning. Their painful expressions can be seen through the helmets.

Two short stick-shaped objects fell from their popliteal sockets to the ground. Wang Gan, Li Kun, and them could see clearly that they were two short branches, which could be perfectly fitted together at the fracture. The branches were broken into two and thrown separately.

Nima, who did this?

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2017 is coming to an end, I wish everyone a happy new year, by the way, see if there are any monthly tickets, don't waste them

Seeyouin2018.