Chapter 11: Defeat the enemy with one move

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Zhao Heng wanted to walk over and say something, but when he saw the girl's frowning brow and nearly half of the meal, he lost his thoughts. He had already said nonsense at this point. He turned to the waiter to ask for a set meal, and then walked over to wait for the meal. The girl glanced at him with a little alert but said nothing.// Welcome to read//

It just unconsciously reveals a situation of self-prevention.

The restaurant also has that old song, which is a bit realistic and helpless:

"Love you, hate you;"

"I ask if you know if it's like a big river, it's not enough to stop it."

"Turn thousands of bays and thousands of beaches, but the battles here have not been settled."

The hot meal was delivered quickly, but Zhao Heng ignored her and ate it up in big mouthfuls. Although the food was not too ugly, it was definitely not elegant. The exquisite girl narrowed her eyes and glanced at him. She obviously felt a little uncomfortable with Zhao Heng's roughness. She picked up the soup and wanted to take a few sips to leave.

But just now she sucked it, but she found that the soup was not the kind she wanted, so she waved to the waiter. In a slight surprise, the exquisite girl spoke politely: "Waiter, I remember what I wanted was seaweed soup, not lean meat soup. Please change it to me, thank you."

"Miss, your meal is here."

After glanced at Zhao Heng and the girl in a daze, the waiter quickly looked around, then pointed at a set meal at the next table with one finger, and explained softly: "You may have sat on the wrong table after you just finished calling. I thought you knew this gentleman and would move the meal to eat together, but I knew,"

The waiter smiled twice, then retreated without saying anything.

The exquisite girl turned her head and shut up when she looked, then she showed a hint of embarrassment that was difficult to hide. Looking at the plate that was eaten by herself, and looking at the lean meat soup in her hand, she quickly put down the spoon in her hand and said to Zhao Heng a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, sorry, I'm distracted."

Zhao Heng smiled and said softly: "It's okay!"

Although the exquisite girl is beautiful and even a little proud, she still makes her apologize again, "I'm really sorry, I ate your meal and asked you to buy an extra meal. I, I'll pay you the meal. If you like it, I'll give you that set meal. I haven't touched it yet,"

"No."

Zhao Heng put the last bite of rice into his mouth, then picked up a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth. He swept over the delicate girl's wallet but didn't have any change in depth. Feng Qingyun smiled lightly and said, "Unintentional mistake! Don't care too much, let alone just a meal. Just treat this meal as a friend."

"Next time we have the chance to meet, you can invite me again."

The exquisite girl pinched a thousand yuan and thought for a while. She smashed this bill and was a bit like giving. It was far better to accept the other party's statement. She glanced at Zhao Heng, who looked clean, and did not see the other party's chatter on the stick. So she took her wallet back and stretched out her smooth and tender hand to introduce herself generously:

"Du Ziyan!"

"Zhao Heng!"

With a gentle grip on both hands, her smile was not light, and then Zhao Heng saw Du Ziyan staring at her shoulder bag with a surprised look. Before she could be surprised, Du Ziyan had already spoken: "Are you also a freshman at Huahai University?" Then she pointed to her shoulder bag and added: "A corner of your notice is revealed."

Zhao Heng looked down and saw that Huahai University's notice poked out from the gap in the zipper. It was obvious that he accidentally opened it when he beat two pickpockets just now. He stuffed it back and nodded gently: "That's right! Freshman, Huahai University School of Economics, if you ask this, are you too?"

Du Ziyan's sweet smile moved her heart, completely relaxed her defense line and replied: "What a coincidence? I am also a freshman in the School of Economics." Then she smiled bitterly, clapped her hands and shrugged her shoulders and replied: "It's a pity that my notice was stolen by a pickpocket on the train, and her wallet survived because she was close to her body."

"It seems that the university reports are going to be troubled again."

Zhao Heng was slightly stunned: "Has he been stolen?"

Du Ziyan nodded slightly, her face was particularly melancholy: "This is my first time riding a train, so I have no experience. When I get on the train, I just lowered my head to find the car and the location, and I didn't even look at the situation around me, so the notice and a bunch of debris in my handbag were stolen clean."

"I saved my wallet because I forgot to put it back into my handbag."

Zhao Heng looked at Du Ziyan with a melancholy smile and was slightly stunned. Only then did he understand why she was restless and why the other party used the wrong meal. He looked at the other party's extremely depressed expression and knew how troublesome it was to not have a certificate in this country. He suddenly remembered something: "Don't worry, I'll help you find it back."

"You? Help me get it back?"

Du Ziyan was surprised, then smiled faintly: "Thank you."

She purely thought Zhao Heng was a comforting word. After all, to retrieve something from a thief is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Besides, if someone stole it, how could it be found? However, she was still grateful to Zhao Heng for his righteousness and felt that this friend was not connected, but Zhao Heng was thinking about the two pickpockets at this time.

Snakes have snake paths!

Zhao Heng believed that as long as he found the two pickpockets who had just robbed, he would have the chance to find the notice. Before he could change his mind, a noise of footsteps came from outside the door. Then the diners stood up and left. The waiter also turned his face tightly and returned to the kitchen. He held the phone and thought about whether to call the police, but was stopped by the manager.

The manager recognized the origin of these people and knew their backers. Not to mention that the railway police were bribed by them, they could not do anything, even if the police were careful about this matter, they were unable to handle the case. These pickpockets were considered old men, and they were more comfortable and relaxed to go to the detention center than going home.

"Brother Feihu, that's this kid."

Zhao Heng raised his head and looked at the noisy door. He saw seven or eight men rolling up their sleeves and murderous aura surrounding them. The crowd separated and two people with pain came in. Their faces were swollen like a pig's head, and they were struggling. They could be said to be grinning step by step, but their eyes were radiating a firm and hatred light:

"It's this kid."

Because the front teeth were knocked off, they spoke a little airy, but it did not affect the evidence of their hatred. Zhao Heng smiled coldly. It was the two pickpockets who were beaten to the ground in the bathroom and looked for teeth. Then, a burly man walked up from behind, bald head and two flying dragons tattooed on his arm.

He was still holding a cigar in his mouth, and glanced at Zhao Heng and sneered:

"Little brother, the one who touched me is very brave."

He skipped over Zhao Heng, who was calm and calm, picked up a cigar and pointed it at the latter's head: "You not only beat them to the point of bruising, but also stripped them of their clothes and snatched their money. This is not good." He shook his head gently, and a chill burst out in his eyes: "This makes me angry, and the consequences are very serious."

"They want to steal my money."

Zhao Heng replied calmly: "So I snatched their money."

"Haha, you're very honest."

A ripples flashed across Brother Feihu's face, which was fleeting, but it was real. He found that Zhao Heng was not only sitting there indifferently, but his bright eyes looked at his expression and was actually dissatisfied with provocation. He was a little wise? Brother Feihu couldn't help but snorted:

"Just, why?"

The men around them also rolled up their sleeves and put on intimidating postures.

A trace of ridicule flashed across Zhao Heng's face, and he rolled his bag behind him, and shouted at eight pickpockets alone: ​​"Why? Do you know, I hate listening to these three words the most! Just with your words just now, I can beat you all over the ground, and I also want to ask you for something!"

He pointed at Du Ziyan: "Whoever stole her things, hand them over to me."

Du Ziyan wanted to hold Zhao Heng, but the latter was already standing in the middle. She didn't know what happened, but she could see that Brother Feihu and his group were very strong, and their subordinates were very angry. They all acted like they wanted to eat Zhao Heng, which made her slightly worried: "Zhao Heng, I don't want a notice,"

She didn't want to pull Zhao Heng into the whirlpool just because of herself.

Zhao Heng waved his hand gently: "It's okay! These pickpockets are not yet attracted to my eyes."

"Boy, seeking death!"

A man next to Brother Feihu rushed up and punched Zhao Heng without saying a word, with great force! But before he could get close to Zhao Heng, Zhao Heng kicked him hard in the waist and the attacking man immediately flew backwards and slammed heavily on the wall of the restaurant, clearly hearing the sound of bone breaking.

Defeat the enemy with one move!

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