It was another unlucky day. Not to mention the fifth place in the exam, on the way home from school, Mikaka was just halfway through the road, and...

"Puff!" The tire exploded!

No! Mikaka shouted to the sky, why did God treat me like this?!

He looked around and wanted to find a bicycle shop to repair cars. Nowadays, it is harder to find a car shop than a bookstore.

Just as Mikaka looked around, she turned around and happened to meet Qi Mu driving a pink supercar from the school. I took a snag?! This guy... What kind of supercar is a mere middle school student driving? Are you not afraid of being hit by someone showing off your wealth?

It's still pink, do you want to be so sexy?

Moreover, it is different from the supercar I drove last time! Qi Mu did not lie, he really has a luxury car in a garage!

It was so annoying. Mikaka bit the corner of her clothes, and her teeth were itchy with hatred.

One rides a broken bicycle, the other drives a supercar.

Why is the gap between being a human being so big?

No matter what, ask him for help!

Mikaka put down her bicycle and blocked her in the middle of the road.

"Hey! Qi Mu, lend me ten dollars to repair the car."

As a result, the supercar had no intention of brakeing, but instead drove faster and faster, with the intention of knocking Mikaka away.

Your sister! Do you want to kill me?

Mikaka couldn't get angry and was so scared that she hid next to her.

As the car passed by, the splashing water splashed all over him.

"..." Mikaka threw the bicycle away, pointed at the back of the supercar, cursing, "You, Qi Mu, I'm not finished with you!"

That pink supercar had already gone far away, so who could care about this poor man Mikaka?

Mikaka was wet and pushed the broken bicycle again, not to mention how embarrassed she looked.

Stinky Qi Mu, die Qi Mu, wait and see. I will take revenge.

Mikaka cursed while walking, and he said a lot of such angry words all day long. He had no hope for revenge on Qi Mu. According to the calculation rules of the system of decline, he estimated that only if he died, he could reach a decline of ten thousand points.

Mikaka pushed the cart and got onto the overpass.

There is an elderly old woman sitting on a small stool with a street stall in front of her.

There are various small items on the street stalls. This is no different from ordinary hawkers.

"Young man, please help me." The old lady's hair was gray, her voice was vicissitudes, and her clothes were simple, which looked really pitiful.

Mikaka couldn't help but stop.

"Old lady, why are you selling randomly on the overpass? Be careful of being caught by being held in a prison."

"Young man." The old lady sighed and revealed her pitiful life experience. It turned out that she had three sons and two daughters, but they were all unworthy descendants, so they only kicked her around as a burden. The old lady had no choice but to be a hawker every day and earn some money to subsidize her livelihood.

"You are as old as my grandson. Oh, I haven't seen my grandson for a long time." The old lady probably missed her grandson, and her eyes were moist. She raised her wrinkled arms to wipe the corners of her eyes.

The kind Mikaka felt compassion. Although he was a poor boy, when he saw such a poor old lady, he asked:

"Old lady, how do you sell this thing?"

"Well. Just give it some, depending on fate." said the old lady.

"That's how it is." Mikaka took out her wallet and counted it. She really deserves to be a poor loser... It only costs thirteen yuan and fifty cents.

He gritted his teeth, pulled out ten dollars, and picked up a small thing on the stall, probably a keychain or something.

"I'll buy this. Can I?"

"Yes. But this keychain costs five dollars. Wait, I'll ask you for money."

"No, no. No, no." Mikaka quickly pushed it away, "No, no, no, no."

"This is not possible. I'm a good seller." The old lady said, flipping through the bag, but couldn't find change.

"Old grandma, forget it if you can't find the change," Mikaka persuaded.

But the old woman suddenly raised her eyes and stared at him, but instead stared at Mikaka a little uncomfortable.

"Young man, I see that your Yin Tang is black and covered with dark clouds. Are you not very lucky recently?"

Huh? Is this old woman telling fortune or setting up a street stall?

Can you even see photos?

"Young man, wait."

The old woman said, and took out a monkey-shaped wood carving from her box. It was about thirty or forty centimeters tall, and it was handmade and old, making the monkey lifelike.

The old woman handed the monkey in front of him, "Young man, buy this. This thing can help you get lucky."

"Ah! Really fake?"

"I won't lie to you."

"But, this thing seems to be quite expensive. I'm afraid that there is not enough money."

"It depends on how destined we are. I will sell it to you for ten yuan."

"Really. Thank you!" Mikaka happily exchanged the monkey statue for ten yuan.

He grabbed it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

This monkey statue is made of wood and appears vividly. The shape of this monkey looks a bit gloomy and gives people a feeling of being unlucky. Moreover, it seems to be smiling at Mikaka.

Hey... What an ugly monkey. Mikaka complained in her heart, but it was not easy to tell it in person, so she had to put it in her schoolbag first.

But, can it really bring good luck to Mikaka?

Although Mikaka is not superstitious, he is really too bad and needs a change of luck.

After saying goodbye to the old lady, Mikaka pushed her bicycle off the overpass.

I really hope that I won’t be a slacking anymore.

But at this moment, the old woman on the overpass stood by the railing, staring at his far away back, and suddenly sneered.

At this time, her appearance also changed.

From a white-haired old woman to a sexy and charming beauty. She is the magician Luang Po, wearing a hood and a black robe, and her lips with a smile on her rosy lipstick. In her eyes, Mikaka's figure on the street was getting further and further away, gradually disappearing at the corner of the street.

This young man is the God of God?

Haha, I can't tell. Luang Po was thinking, suddenly-

Someone patted her on the shoulder.

She turned around and saw two men standing behind her, wearing chengguan uniforms.

"Hey. Are these things yours?"

"It's mine. What's wrong?"

"Don't you know that selling randomly in the street is going to violate the urban management regulations?"

"ah?"

"Follow us. Accept the fine. If you don't pay the money, you will be arrested and go to the jail time for a few days."

"What?!" Before Luang Po could react, he was grabbed by a man and the other man cleaned up her street stall.

"Wait. Brother, give me a chance!"

Luang Po was too unlucky, and he was captured by Chengguan when he set up a street stall.

This bad luck is comparable to Mikaka!

On the other side, Mikaka was also pushing a broken bicycle on her way home.

It was finally very difficult, it was very close to home. The street was his home after turning around the street.

Unexpectedly, the enemy was narrow, and Mikaka actually saw Qi Mu's pink supercar parked on the side of the road, exactly the same.

This guy showing off his wealth, you will be unlucky when you meet me!

Hehe. Mikaka secretly smiled, put down her bicycle and quietly cat over.

I looked around first, but I didn't see Qi Mu's figure.

Maybe he went somewhere to buy things. He was just right and gave him a chance to do bad things.

Sneak! Qi Mu, don’t blame me for being ruthless, who makes you so arrogant in normal times?!

Mikaka picked up a stone and squatted next to the supercar.

Hehe, he wants to do something bad, that is, to make a cut into Qi Mu's supercar.

Forgive Mikaka, he has been bullied enough and he is suppressed. Besides, the enemy is Qi Mu. Even if Mikaka is cruel and ruthless, he will not feel guilty.

Unexpectedly, Mikaka had just made a cut of less than three centimeters.

Sudden--
To be continued...