Qianqian did not turn around, but faced the empty alley in front of her and asked.
This is a completely subconscious question, or a common opening.
For Qianqian, this question is meaningless.
As the "champion" of underground boxing matches, she has encountered too many similar situations.
That is, the challenger.
For example, while eating hot pot, someone suddenly came to the side, pointed at the door, and motioned Qianqian to go out.
Qianqian then went out, won the battle, and then came back to eat hot pot.
When shopping, when eating roast duck, when taking a nap, when drinking Coke, when going out to exercise, when eating steak...
All kinds, everything.
As the old man said, she will not refuse the challenge at any time and anywhere, and always wins, so she is called the "champion".
This of course includes traveling.
That is now.
…
"Hehehe..."
Carrying his backpack, the mathematician slowly walked out from the corner and stood in front of Qianqian.
For Qianqian, mathematicians are just another challenger in her daily life.
No one will be refused!
If you want to start a fight, it will eventually cause a commotion here, so it is better to go to the public restroom next door.
Just when Qianqian was about to suggest this, the mathematician spoke first.
"It's really amazing, but it also has big flaws."
He smiled softly, pointed at the snack street the two of them were walking along, and recounted:
"I've been following you for a long time along the way, and I even had many opportunities to sneak attack on you, but you didn't realize it until now."
The mathematician touched his lips and smiled:
"The level is exaggerated."
The original meaning of this sentence is actually that the mathematician believes that Qianqian is not worthy of the witnesses’ final trump card, and even thinks that Qianqian’s inactive behavior is extremely arrogant.
But from Qianqian's perspective, the situation is much simpler.
In fact, he is saying that he is not worthy of the title of "champion".
Oh, Qianqian has long been accustomed to the common challenger's provocation.
Her lies stared at the mathematician, sending shivers down his spine.
Qianqian said: "Because it's not necessary."
"Um?"
The mathematician was stunned.
"From the time you started following me to now, you have had a total of twenty-one opportunities to sneak attack on me, but I can counterattack these twenty-one times, so there is no need for me to take any action."
A drop of cold sweat flowed down the mathematician's forehead unconsciously.
Is that true?
It seems to be true.
Because the little girl in front of me seems to be describing something that should be taken for granted, without any intention of lying.
The mathematician wanted to say something else to try to restore the momentum that was on the verge of collapse at this moment, but Qianqian seemed to be pursuing victory.
"Uncle, your posture is not right."
Qianqian commented seriously.
Any top fighter has a "line" in the middle of their body.
That is the center line.
If this "line" remains straight at all times, then the person's center of gravity is extremely stable, and he or she even maintains a "martial" posture at all times, and can also be called a master.
But middle-aged people...
Qianqian shook her head and commented: "Uncle, your 'thread' is not very good."
this……
This, this, this!
The mathematician's pupils shrank sharply, and his heart suddenly sank.
How is this possible?!
For mathematicians, the word "line" is undoubtedly extremely sensitive.
Whether it is the red line seen by tourists or the yellow line emitted by the strange creature in the mathematician's backpack at this moment, they are all "threads".
So what color thread is the little girl in front of me talking about?
The mathematicians began to panic.
Why does this little girl in front of me know her trump card so well?
No line?
Could it be that neither the influence of the yellow line nor the prediction of the red line can deal with her?
What are the special abilities of this witness?
The mathematician thought he was very good at analyzing intelligence, but he could not analyze the upper limit of the witness in front of him.
Simply...impeccable!
This moment of hesitation was naturally captured by Qianqian.
She squinted her eyes, recalling past experiences in her mind, bowed slightly, and smiled at the mathematician:
"Uncle, your posture doesn't look like you are about to take action. Do you have any other secret weapons? For example, the backpack on the back."
What Qianqian is talking about is actually thermal weapons such as firearms, or at least the kind of switchblade used for sneak attacks.
But in the eyes of mathematicians, the meaning is completely different.
Sure enough, she really knew that there were weird pieces of meat in my backpack!
Who leaked the information?!
The mathematician simply could not calculate the situation in front of him. He never thought that his first contact with the witness's trump card would be so dangerous.
It was as if everything about him was seen through.
The mathematician hesitated again and again.
Although apart from the strange pieces of meat in his backpack, he himself also possesses a certain and quite powerful extraordinary combat power.
But facing the opponent in front of him who he couldn't see through at all, he didn't dare to act rashly.
It is said that the leader of the first eyewitness team is the strongest eyewitness.
But the mathematician has never thought that there is another little girl stationed in Haicheng all year round who cannot see through the cards.
Who is she?
In the end, the mathematician chose to give up.
I still don’t know when I will confront her head-on.
The other party obviously has no intention of preemptive strike, which also proves two possibilities.
Either, his "not taking action" was originally part of the other party's plan; or, the other party is the kind of person who is so conceited that he "doesn't need to take action".
All in all, the little girl in front of me is very arrogant, even arrogant to the extreme.
She... doesn't bother to deal with herself.
That’s not bad either.
The mathematician calculated silently.
He has his own plan, as long as the little girl in front of him doesn't hinder him.
It doesn't matter if you lure the snake out of its hole, or if you try to catch it, it doesn't matter.
His purpose must be achieved!
In this case, let's take advantage of the arrogance of the witness in front of us.
Thinking of this, the mathematician's body suddenly relaxed, he raised his hands and said with a smile: "Forget it, I give up."
"Why?"
Qianqian looked disappointed.
She had just eaten a lot, and now she needed exercise to digest it before eating another round.
Facing the mathematician's retreat, Qianqian's loss was visible to the naked eye.
But in the eyes of mathematicians, this "loss" has become a kind of scrutiny-like "disappointment"!
The mathematician felt even more angry, but there was nothing he could do.
Who makes his own skills inferior to others?
He shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked out of the alley, with Qianqian following behind him.
After thinking for a while, the mathematician suddenly turned his head and asked Qianqian:
"Why on earth are you doing this?"
The mathematician's original intention was to test Qianqian and see why the other party let him continue to act.
But when this question fell to Qianqian, it became a question of why she wanted to participate in underground fighting, why she had to suffer so much, and finally became a "champion".
Qianqian smiled and replied:
“Riding the wind and waves always makes people fascinated.”
