"Ba"

Shi Jia swung his right hand, and didn't even need to stand up from his seat, knocking the crazy gangster in front of him unconscious on the ground.

The younger brothers were extremely shocked and did not have the exaggeration of the movements that could not be seen clearly. On the contrary, they saw Shi Jia's clean and neat movements, full of power and extremely rapid, and they had the taste of a master of film and television dramas in their every move.

No one wants to be beaten, and he doesn't want to be beaten to the ground like Zhang Yang.

Even Chen Yuanli, who was just making trouble, was stunned. She was half frozen in the movements, and she was not going to continue tearing, nor was she going to stop. The wind made her shudder. No matter how stupid she was, she realized that her group seemed to have hit a hard nail.

This little guy actually is a martial artist?

Chen Yuanli quickly retreated, and distanced herself from Shi Jia, saying, "Don't move around! Believe it or not, let's call the police? Who doesn't know our name in Shengyang District..." The voice became lower and lower and less confident.

Shi Jia smiled silently, he was really a group of little hooligans who could not stand on the table.

He had the ultimate control of strength, and just controlled the strength to the extent that he could not cause damage. He realized that something seemed to be wrong with it.

Or it is an abnormal or unreasonable phenomenon.

Without hatred, neither relatives nor bad things, what reason will a person kill another person on the street?

He picked up the butterfly knife that fell to the ground and took it in front of him to observe.

The blade was opened with a sharp turn, and a slight turn flashed with cold light. The blood groove of several millimeters wide shows that this is not just a small dagger, but also a murderous weapon that can kill people.

The fingers gently rubbed across the blade. The brain immediately learned the components of the knife.

Ats-34 steel.hrc61 hardness, 61% chromium, 7.1% molybdenum, 3.5 carbon, 0.2% zodiac... This can be regarded as a good knife.

Chen Yuanli and the gangsters kept shouting, trying to find some scenes, but no one dared to walk to Shi Jia and help Zhang Yang fainted.

"Bring the man, get out." Shi Jia put the butterfly knife in his pocket.

The gangsters know how to protect themselves best. Sometimes face is not a problem at all. If they can cheat, they will cheat, and if they can't be extorted, they will escape. They have fought with the police in this neighborhood for countless times. They also know that even if they call the police, the group of police officers will not give them any good faces.

"Take your elder brother to the hospital..." Chen Yuanli looked at Shi Jia in fear.

The red-haired gangster habitually said a ruthless sentence: "Be careful that I will not make you in the Shengyang District--"

"Go away!" Chen Yuanli didn't dare to delay and immediately left in shame with her.

Shi Jia lowered his head and planned to finish the cold noodles on the table.

It was not until the gangsters left and the crowds watching the fun dispersed that the middle-aged man ran back carefully, took out a ten-dollar banknote from his wallet and patted it on the table. He couldn't find the old lady who sold noodles. He thought for a while and said to Su Qing: "Little girl, please help me hand the money to the boss in a while, and I'll leave first."

After saying that, before Su Qing could agree, the middle-aged man turned around and left.

"This--" Su Qing looked at the banknotes in her hand. She looked at Shi Jia again, and felt a little strange in her heart, and she felt an illusion that she was watching a movie.

"That... are you okay?" Su Qing asked tentatively with a slight seductive blush.

She felt more and more that the man in front of her was really charming.

He has good skills, good personality, and likes to act bravely... The most important thing is that he is indeed very handsome and quite in line with his own preferences.

Su Qing felt her heartbeat faster and faster, and there seemed to be only the ability to focus in her eyes. All the focus was on this guy who was quietly eating noodles, and nothing else could be seen.

The beating heart of "bang bang" made her more confused. Women are easily trapped in emotional entanglements and can't extricate themselves. Impulse and fate are inseparable, with some extremely mysterious and extremely powerful magic.

She seemed to be shot by an arrow, and she passed by her heart and could never heal again.

I don’t even know the name, let alone the question of work, hobbies, family, and even the question of marriage. I don’t want to consider all these, I just need to do them. Why bother thinking about those complicated things?

The woman held her chin and stared, while Shi Jia was still thinking.

A series of strange car accidents, a mysterious Apocalypse who inexplicably knew his identity, and a gangster who suddenly attacked madly... There is definitely some inevitable connection between these three.

Shi Jia knew that this series of events was within the range of low probability, and there was also a lack of convincing motivation and reason.

Why is this happening?

The tingling sensation at the back of the neck never disappeared, and gradually there was even a strange feeling of palpitations.

This is not right at all. Shi Jia has complete control over the body. Any disease, injury, or abnormal state can disappear in an instant under human intervention.

And this bizarre feeling lingers around him like a ghost and has not dissipated for a long time.

I can't figure it out for the time being, out of caution, Shi Jia decided to find a place to avoid others and leave the world of "Call of Duty".

Su Qing's soft tone appeared in her ears again.

"I... my name is Su Qing, what's your name?" Su Qing had never felt this embarrassment. She blushed and her heart was full of tension and embarrassment.

A cute beautiful woman.

Shi Jia immediately gave this definition to the woman in front of him.

The eyes are very clear, with a scent of water waves, which looks quite attractive. The bridge of the nose is high and the shape of the lips is perfect, a bit like a heart-shaped one, with lines slightly raised in curves, and it seems that they are always smiling.

The hair was dyed light yellow, like the color of a latte. The color was not very uniform, with some gradient transitions, which added a fashionable beauty.

The makeup is only slightly embellished, which can be called nude makeup. The fragrance comes not like the perfume smell, but more like a body fragrance mixed with the smell of shower gel.

Rather than being a body fragrance, it is the smell of the opposite sex hormone. This chemical is extremely fatal attraction to humans, which is derived from the love and appreciation of genetic instinct.

"Shijia."

His answer was short and powerful, and he never dragged on the mud.

"Oh! What a pretty good name!" Su Qing nodded quickly and said, she was a little nervous and couldn't find the topic and asked casually: "What are you doing?"

She regretted it when she asked this topic, and it was really a bit presumptuous.

"Do you bring your cell phone?" Shi Jia's answer was a little strange.

Su Qing was stunned and took out the red folding phone.

Shi Jia handed her a pair of headphones and smiled and said, "Listen to the music you like, and turn the sound a little louder."

"For... why?" Su Qing was a little confused.

"Because it might be noisy in a while."

Shi Jia's smile gradually subsided. He slowly stood up, put away the bag on the red plastic bowl, tied a knot, and threw it into the trash can a few meters away.

One kilometer away.

"The suspects continued to flee towards Longjing's 'Shengyang District'! They have extremely strong firepower, and we need support!" Xie Qingsheng turned the steering wheel with one hand and shouted to the intercom.

Wu Qingchen held the handle of the roof of the car tightly, and then he could barely maintain his body balance.

He looked a little frightened, turned his head and almost cried, asking, "Captain Xie, we are just traffic police! These people are not suspects at all, they are clearly terrorists!"

"The traffic police are also police!" Xie Qingsheng's smile was a bit ferocious because he was too focused and nervous. He rushed through the intersection with a beautiful drift. The old Santana tires rubbed violently with the ground and screamed harshly.
Chapter completed!