You said to me,
If you grow up and have the ability, I will catch two thieves for you. There are no more or less in front of you, just two. I hope the street lights are your eyes. When your brother fulfills your wish, it’s good that you can see it in the sky. If you have nothing to do, bless me by the way.
I pulled the hat off my head, walked slowly forward and grabbed the right hand of the thief who had just taken out his bag: Do you go to the police station with me or go by yourself?
The little thief was very white, not like the ones that of a villain, but his eyes were shining, his eyes were running around, and his eyes were thundering.
I caught it and he smiled when he saw that I was alone: Brother, don't meddle in other people's business. Another person with dark skin was also furious by my sudden attack. He threw it away and pointed at me and said viciously: Little bastard, you want to die
The passenger suddenly realized, rushed forward and snatched his wallet, pointed at the two of them and said angrily: OK, it turned out to be a thief!
The white-faced thief took out a fruit knife and gestured to the passenger: Please call us thieves, do you want to try this?
The passenger looked at me and was a little trembling. He took two steps back and ran away. I stuck out my tongue and licked my lips that were blown by the cold wind. This was as expected by me
Haha, is the little bastard showing off a hero? It’s a pity that no one appreciates your affection. The black-faced man reached out to grab the collar on my chest and curled his lips
This may be the last bus, with very few passengers around, and the sky is slightly late, so no one noticed it
I bit my lower lip and smiled: I don't need anyone to appreciate my affection
Seeing that I was still persistent, they started to laugh arrogantly. Then the white-faced thief swung his arm and was about to slap my face. Unfortunately, he swung it too much and was too slow. I sneered and didn't dodge. He grabbed his hair and pulled it down. He pushed his knees up. Under the influence of gravity, his powerful slap only hit my waist, and he was stunned by my heavy blow, and lay on my feet like a corpse.
The black-faced man didn't react for a moment. When he saw the situation in front of him clearly, he picked up the fruit knife from the ground and stabbed it into my lower abdomen. I didn't have time to dodge, so I grabbed the down jacket with both hands and pulled it forward and hard, while dodging backwards. He sucked the fruit knife through the down jacket and pierced the gap between my belly and down jacket. A slight pain on my belly. If it weren't for my hands holding his strength, I'm afraid I would have pierced my intestines today.
Try your life?
I bit my teeth, and his knife aroused my anger. I hugged his wrist with my hands and turned violently in the opposite direction. With a click, his wrist bones should have been broken. The black-faced man screamed and arched up in pain and began to wail bitterly. I don't think this is his punishment. I am not an angry person, but if I get really angry, there are 300,000 Japanese in front of me, I can even kill the Tokyo Massacre with a kitchen knife.
I grabbed his collar mercilessly and punched him hard, and blood from his nose immediately poured out and flowed into his mouth. At this moment, people had begun to gather around me. I should be a lion with red heads and jealous punches on his face. The blood was flowing more and more. My fists were dyed red. I only started squatting down and breathing heavily until I couldn't hear the movement. Fighting was a physical job, and it was usually awesome for those who could keep fighting for three minutes.
I sat on the side of the road and started to breathe violently. Everyone around me was also frightened. Someone started to call 110. After a few minutes of rest, two policemen rushed in from the crowd. When I finished watching, I probably treated me as a fight. When did these people do things so efficiently?
It was not until the two policemen locked the two lying in handcuffs that I realized that they were not here to catch me, and I felt relieved.
It was them, thief. I saw the passenger who was stolen just now pointing at the two thieves and shouting, "That's what happened. It seems that he has won my love."
Then I was taken to the police station to perform confession. After that, the police answered a call and stared at me for a while and said helplessly: Brother, it is a good thing for you to catch a thief, but can you not be so heavy when you take action? One of them has not woken up yet
Can I leave? I asked
He was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said: Yes, I can leave. I just asked you what name you were. What is your name? I will promote it in Huitou County newspaper.
I stood up expressionlessly: No, I am not a good young man who is brave enough to do justice, I just show it to someone. If nothing happens, I will leave.
When I walked out of the police station, I smiled at the night sky, Brother Fang, are you happy?
After I got home, I didn't tell my parents about these things. I secretly changed my clothes before I came out for dinner. The down jacket was opened up by the thief and needed to be repaired before I could wear it. It would be better not let my parents know about this kind of thing, otherwise my mother would be enough for me to fight during the winter vacation.
After dinner, she called Qin Chu. She told me that Cheng Juntao had also gone back and was looking forward to me going to Tianjin for a few days. I agreed. To be honest, I really wanted to go to Tianjin to play with them for a few days. I have never been together with Cheng Juntao. Some things that happened later told me that Cheng Juntao is a friend, and I have always been in love with friends I think I can contact.
I have nothing to do, and I started to wander around the Internet aimlessly. I don’t know when, but I began to forget the game that I once fell in love with. Perhaps it was because of time, or it might be the improvement of my own thoughts and the words "lost to play things" began to exist in my mind. Games may be an extremely effective pastime tool, but it is also a medium that wastes time, feelings and experiences.
There are only three types of people who play games online. The first is the boring thing on weekdays. Playing games to pass the time. The second is to play naturally. Like the satisfaction and excitement brought by the battlefield or copy in the game. The first two are relatively normal. Their mentality is normal. The third type is that some attacks on life. The purpose of this kind of people playing games is to get to know some opposite sex through this medium, and then gain the wonderful feelings of their goals through the material or program inside, and then meet and check in a room.
Just as I was seriously analyzing the online game, the Penguin account flashed and clicked on it. It was a tip for adding friends, adding requirements.
It's empty,
I don't have the habit of rejecting people at will, and I didn't care after adding it. Many people just added it while searching, but I don't know why I added it.
After reading the negative news about several senior Chinese officials, I grinned and was surprised that such common things can be exposed, such as embezzling and bribery to keep mistresses, oppressing the people to curry favor with their bosses, using public funds for private use, driving privately to open public buses, living in public houses, and playing with other people's women (a novel is omitted here)
These things should have been known to the public for a long time. What's the use of reporting them? I want to tell all mankind: I, the God of Scythe, Hammer, is great and awesome. Only millions of leaders have produced so many scum?
Actually, I think it wants to tell us more: kind people, don’t waste your time on the Internet that is bored. It’s right to watch the news broadcast a few more times. As soon as you go online, we will come to the task. Isn’t it good for everyone to eat down to eat?
The God of Light Scythe Hammer, what we eat is what you have to eat after you pull it, what do you think we are leftovers.
Beep beep beep...the penguin rings
Click: I'm Xiasha
My grass, can you stop being so elusive every time
If you grow up and have the ability, I will catch two thieves for you. There are no more or less in front of you, just two. I hope the street lights are your eyes. When your brother fulfills your wish, it’s good that you can see it in the sky. If you have nothing to do, bless me by the way.
I pulled the hat off my head, walked slowly forward and grabbed the right hand of the thief who had just taken out his bag: Do you go to the police station with me or go by yourself?
The little thief was very white, not like the ones that of a villain, but his eyes were shining, his eyes were running around, and his eyes were thundering.
I caught it and he smiled when he saw that I was alone: Brother, don't meddle in other people's business. Another person with dark skin was also furious by my sudden attack. He threw it away and pointed at me and said viciously: Little bastard, you want to die
The passenger suddenly realized, rushed forward and snatched his wallet, pointed at the two of them and said angrily: OK, it turned out to be a thief!
The white-faced thief took out a fruit knife and gestured to the passenger: Please call us thieves, do you want to try this?
The passenger looked at me and was a little trembling. He took two steps back and ran away. I stuck out my tongue and licked my lips that were blown by the cold wind. This was as expected by me
Haha, is the little bastard showing off a hero? It’s a pity that no one appreciates your affection. The black-faced man reached out to grab the collar on my chest and curled his lips
This may be the last bus, with very few passengers around, and the sky is slightly late, so no one noticed it
I bit my lower lip and smiled: I don't need anyone to appreciate my affection
Seeing that I was still persistent, they started to laugh arrogantly. Then the white-faced thief swung his arm and was about to slap my face. Unfortunately, he swung it too much and was too slow. I sneered and didn't dodge. He grabbed his hair and pulled it down. He pushed his knees up. Under the influence of gravity, his powerful slap only hit my waist, and he was stunned by my heavy blow, and lay on my feet like a corpse.
The black-faced man didn't react for a moment. When he saw the situation in front of him clearly, he picked up the fruit knife from the ground and stabbed it into my lower abdomen. I didn't have time to dodge, so I grabbed the down jacket with both hands and pulled it forward and hard, while dodging backwards. He sucked the fruit knife through the down jacket and pierced the gap between my belly and down jacket. A slight pain on my belly. If it weren't for my hands holding his strength, I'm afraid I would have pierced my intestines today.
Try your life?
I bit my teeth, and his knife aroused my anger. I hugged his wrist with my hands and turned violently in the opposite direction. With a click, his wrist bones should have been broken. The black-faced man screamed and arched up in pain and began to wail bitterly. I don't think this is his punishment. I am not an angry person, but if I get really angry, there are 300,000 Japanese in front of me, I can even kill the Tokyo Massacre with a kitchen knife.
I grabbed his collar mercilessly and punched him hard, and blood from his nose immediately poured out and flowed into his mouth. At this moment, people had begun to gather around me. I should be a lion with red heads and jealous punches on his face. The blood was flowing more and more. My fists were dyed red. I only started squatting down and breathing heavily until I couldn't hear the movement. Fighting was a physical job, and it was usually awesome for those who could keep fighting for three minutes.
I sat on the side of the road and started to breathe violently. Everyone around me was also frightened. Someone started to call 110. After a few minutes of rest, two policemen rushed in from the crowd. When I finished watching, I probably treated me as a fight. When did these people do things so efficiently?
It was not until the two policemen locked the two lying in handcuffs that I realized that they were not here to catch me, and I felt relieved.
It was them, thief. I saw the passenger who was stolen just now pointing at the two thieves and shouting, "That's what happened. It seems that he has won my love."
Then I was taken to the police station to perform confession. After that, the police answered a call and stared at me for a while and said helplessly: Brother, it is a good thing for you to catch a thief, but can you not be so heavy when you take action? One of them has not woken up yet
Can I leave? I asked
He was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said: Yes, I can leave. I just asked you what name you were. What is your name? I will promote it in Huitou County newspaper.
I stood up expressionlessly: No, I am not a good young man who is brave enough to do justice, I just show it to someone. If nothing happens, I will leave.
When I walked out of the police station, I smiled at the night sky, Brother Fang, are you happy?
After I got home, I didn't tell my parents about these things. I secretly changed my clothes before I came out for dinner. The down jacket was opened up by the thief and needed to be repaired before I could wear it. It would be better not let my parents know about this kind of thing, otherwise my mother would be enough for me to fight during the winter vacation.
After dinner, she called Qin Chu. She told me that Cheng Juntao had also gone back and was looking forward to me going to Tianjin for a few days. I agreed. To be honest, I really wanted to go to Tianjin to play with them for a few days. I have never been together with Cheng Juntao. Some things that happened later told me that Cheng Juntao is a friend, and I have always been in love with friends I think I can contact.
I have nothing to do, and I started to wander around the Internet aimlessly. I don’t know when, but I began to forget the game that I once fell in love with. Perhaps it was because of time, or it might be the improvement of my own thoughts and the words "lost to play things" began to exist in my mind. Games may be an extremely effective pastime tool, but it is also a medium that wastes time, feelings and experiences.
There are only three types of people who play games online. The first is the boring thing on weekdays. Playing games to pass the time. The second is to play naturally. Like the satisfaction and excitement brought by the battlefield or copy in the game. The first two are relatively normal. Their mentality is normal. The third type is that some attacks on life. The purpose of this kind of people playing games is to get to know some opposite sex through this medium, and then gain the wonderful feelings of their goals through the material or program inside, and then meet and check in a room.
Just as I was seriously analyzing the online game, the Penguin account flashed and clicked on it. It was a tip for adding friends, adding requirements.
It's empty,
I don't have the habit of rejecting people at will, and I didn't care after adding it. Many people just added it while searching, but I don't know why I added it.
After reading the negative news about several senior Chinese officials, I grinned and was surprised that such common things can be exposed, such as embezzling and bribery to keep mistresses, oppressing the people to curry favor with their bosses, using public funds for private use, driving privately to open public buses, living in public houses, and playing with other people's women (a novel is omitted here)
These things should have been known to the public for a long time. What's the use of reporting them? I want to tell all mankind: I, the God of Scythe, Hammer, is great and awesome. Only millions of leaders have produced so many scum?
Actually, I think it wants to tell us more: kind people, don’t waste your time on the Internet that is bored. It’s right to watch the news broadcast a few more times. As soon as you go online, we will come to the task. Isn’t it good for everyone to eat down to eat?
The God of Light Scythe Hammer, what we eat is what you have to eat after you pull it, what do you think we are leftovers.
Beep beep beep...the penguin rings
Click: I'm Xiasha
My grass, can you stop being so elusive every time
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