Wang Qian and Li Kun were as anxious as stray dogs. Like fish that had escaped the net, they almost ran out of Binhai University. They were almost scared out of their wits by the tough dormitory women. They leaned against the wall of the university and gasped for breath.
"Big … Big brother, which god just passed by and saved us?" Li Kun asked breathlessly with his hands on his knees.
"I don't know either. Who am I supposed to ask?" Wang Qian shook his head. "But at least we survived. We can't tell Master about this when we get back."
"I know." Li Kun nodded. If Master knew how embarrassing they were, he would definitely look down on them.
Wang Qian counted the cards in his hand. "I have more than 300 cards. How many do you have?"
"More than 200," Li Kun answered based on his memory. "Then we can go to other places."
Gulp!
Wang Qian rubbed his stomach. "It's okay if we don't run, but I'm hungry. Are you hungry?"
"I'm a little hungry too. How about we go to the nearby night market to buy something to eat?" Li Kun was actually not hungry, but he felt like he needed something to calm himself down.
The food and beverage business near the university was always booming. There was an alley near Binhai University. Every night, people would push carts to set up stalls to sell snacks. Whether it was hygienic or not, the most important thing was that it was cheap.
When Wang Qian and Li Kun played together in their dormitory, whoever was a burden in the game would be punished to go to the night market to buy snacks for the whole dormitory. The two of them had been to the night market many times, so they were very familiar with it.
Maybe because it was a holiday, there were not many students, or maybe it was late, but the night market was much quieter than usual. Many stall owners had closed their stalls early. There were only a few cars in the alley where the night market was located. Under the bright LED lights, some college students who were still on campus during the holiday were eating hot snacks in groups of twos and threes.
Wang Qian and Li Kun were much more relaxed here. They didn't care about other people's inquiring eyes, and openly stuck cards on the walls and telephone poles.
When they reached a stall selling Mala Hotpot, the aroma and heat of the Mala Hotpot hit them in the face. The two of them couldn't walk anymore, so they sat down beside the stall and picked their favorite vegetables and meat.
The stall owner skillfully plucked the ingredients they had chosen from the bamboo skewers and placed them into the boiling red soup to cook. All kinds of ingredients were bobbing up and down in the soup. Just looking at it made people drool.
After a while, the hot and spicy soup was ready, and the stall owner gave each of them a big bowl. There were green vegetables, pink crab sticks and sausages, white quail eggs and fish balls, yellow frozen tofu, and translucent vermicelli soaked in the soup, which made one's mouth water.
Without saying a word, the two of them broke the disposable chopsticks and stirred the bowl a few times to let the heat dissipate. Then they picked up a chopstick full of vermicelli and were about to send it into their mouths.
Suddenly, the roar of a motorcycle came from not far away. Then, a shrill female voice yelled, "Catch the bag thief!"
Wang Qian and Li Kun were scared out of their wits. Subconsciously, they thought that the dormitory lady had caught up with them. The vermicelli that was about to enter their mouths fell back into the bowl, and the soup splashed out almost stained their clothes.
They turned around and saw a black motorcycle speeding towards them. There were two riders in black on the motorcycle. They were wearing black leather jackets and black helmets. They almost blended into the night. One of the riders in the back seat was holding a designer bag and was rummaging through the bag.
As ordinary people, Wang Qian and Li Kun couldn't react at all. The speed of the motorcycle was too fast, and they didn't have enough time to react. They could only follow the motorcycle's movements mechanically. Besides, even if they could react, what could they do?
In that split second, a short rod-like object flew from the sky at an incredible speed. It barged in from the edge of their vision and accurately inserted into the front wheel of the motorcycle.
Wang Qian and Li Kun were the closest to the motorcycle. They were the only ones who saw the short rod that came out of nowhere. A strange thought flashed through their minds. Was this a coincidence? Otherwise, who would be able to control the speed of the motorcycle so accurately and insert the short stick into the front wheel spokes without any deviation?
The two riders only felt that the front wheel was suddenly locked, but the rear wheel was still rushing forward. As a result, the motorcycle flipped over like a slow-motion scene in a movie, creating a series of yellow sparks on the road. Finally, it hit an electric pole with a bang. They screamed in pain and fell to the ground, rolling right in front of Wang Qian and Li Kun.
Wang Qian and Li Kun were holding chopsticks in one hand and a bowl in the other. They looked at each other in shock.
The few stall owners were all silent. They stopped what they were doing and looked over as if they were watching a show, but no one wanted to be a busybody. They set up their stalls here every day and didn't want to get into trouble.
Most of the diners were students, and most of them were girls. Those who were close to them quietly retreated, and those who were further away picked up their phones to call the police. A few boys wanted to step forward, but they were stopped by their girlfriends. The two riders didn't seem to be easy to deal with, and they were afraid that their boyfriends would be in danger. It wasn't worth it.
The two riders stood up and rubbed their backs. Their elbows and knees were covered with thick protective gear. Otherwise, they would have been seriously injured.
What should they do?
Wang Qian and Li Kun looked at each other, hoping that the other could make a decision.
In theory, they wanted to be a good samaritan, but they couldn't help but be afraid. They were worried that the two riders were carrying controlled knives or something like that. It wasn't worth it to lose their lives for a good samaritan. They had finally been apprenticed to a master, and there was a good life waiting for them.
The girl whose bag was stolen chased after them and shouted, "Who can help? Quick, stop them! "
The two riders helped each other pick up the branded bags from the ground. They didn't care about the victims and walked past Wang Qian and Li Kun. They wanted to pick up the motorcycles and leave the scene.
Wang Qian and Li Kun still hadn't decided what to do. They attributed the reason to difficulty in choosing, but someone had already made the decision for them.
Another two short rod-like objects flew over without a sound, flashing across his field of vision like a graceful swan.
Poof!
Poof!
The short rod-like objects accurately pierced the armpits of the two motorcycle riders. They cried out in pain and simultaneously knelt down on one leg. They rubbed their armpits and grimaced in pain. Even through their helmets, their pained expressions could be seen.
Two short rod-like objects fell to the ground from their armpits. Wang Qian, Li Kun, and Li Kun, who were very close to them, could see clearly that it was two short branches. The broken ends could be pieced back together perfectly. It was a branch that had been broken into two and thrown out separately.
Who the hell did this?
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