"Even if you eat until this time tomorrow, you won't be able to eat enough for me." Teng Xiangling curled her lips and said. After saying that, she called the waiter in the store and prepared to pay.
"Hello, the total is forty-eight yuan."
"Yeah." Teng Xiangling responded. He opened his handbag and was about to take his wallet to pay the bill, but suddenly he was stunned and started to rummage in the bag.
"You didn't bring your wallet, right?" Yan Murong asked with a smile on his face.
"Impossible." Teng Xiangling rummaged in the bag for a while before saying doubtfully. "My wallet has always been in the bag. How could I forget to bring it with me? Oh, my phone is gone too.
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"Forget it, just treat me as a treat." Yan Murong said with a smile, and then he took out a red wallet from his pants pocket, took out fifty yuan from it and handed it to the waiter.
"No, I said please just----- Huh? Why is my wallet on you?" When Teng Xiangling was about to say that she still had some change on her, she discovered that the wallet in Yan Murong's hand was hers.
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"Is this your wallet?" Yan Murong shook the wallet in his hand, then reached into his pocket and took out a mobile phone, and said, "Then does this mobile phone also belong to you?"
"What's going on?" Teng Xiangling asked with surprise. "When did you take my wallet and mobile phone?"
"Is it yours?" Yan Murong asked doubtfully, then he opened his wallet, took out his ID card and looked at it. "Oh, it's really yours-----but I didn't take your wallet or mobile phone.
, I picked this up."
"Nonsense, where did you pick it up? My wallet and my mobile phone have been kept in the bag - look, you still look, look at it, it's mine too." Teng Xiangling said, while
Yan Murong grabbed the mobile phone and wallet. In fact, the main purpose was to grab the mobile phone first.
After all, those things in my hand are considered private items, and there are some sleazy photos of myself in them. If this bastard sees them, it won’t leave him with a way to hit me - but, my bag is always there.
How did he get his wallet and mobile phone in his own hands?
Yan Murong smiled and was explained. As a result, the waiter got two dollars back and walked out.
"Hey, tell me clearly." Teng Xiangling ran out, grabbed Yan Murong, and said, "You are breaking the law. If you don't tell me clearly, I will let the police arrest you."
"The police can't control me." Yan Murong smiled and walked down an alley next to the noodle shop.
"Stop." Teng Xiangling followed, grabbed Yan Murong, and said, "Tell me how you took my wallet and mobile phone."
"Didn't I tell you, I picked them up." Yan Murong said with a smile on his face. After saying that, he put his hand into his pants pocket again. When he took it out again, there were four more of different styles in his hand.
Wallet and two decent looking cell phones.
"You-----you went to rob?" Teng Xiangling asked in surprise.
"Who should I rob? Is it you?" Yan Murong rolled her eyes and said. "Miss, your brain is for thinking about problems, not for thinking about how to scheme and torture me every day, okay-----I can't even
I sleep with you, where can I go to snatch you?"
"You are not serious." Teng Xiangling slapped Yan Murong on the arm and said, "Then tell me where all these come from."
"Picked it up."
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll pick up a few of them wherever you picked them up." Teng Xiangling waited for Yan Murong to say fiercely.
Picked it up? Go ahead and lie to yourself - you can believe it if you pick one up. You picked up four or five at once. Anyone who believes it would be a fool if you tell them. Besides, his wallet and mobile phone also went to him.
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"I picked them up from them." Yan Murong suddenly pointed to the entrance of the alley and said.
Teng Xiangling turned her head in confusion, and then realized that there were seven or eight people standing behind the alley, and the two standing at the front were not unfamiliar to her. One of them was the one who almost bumped into her in the restaurant just now.
That young man.
At this moment, Teng Xiangling finally understood - his mobile phone and wallet were not forgotten, nor were they taken by Yan Murong, but were stolen by that young man. However, how did he get them from
Did you take it from your bag?
Yan Murong was right, he really picked up his wallet and mobile phone, but he not only picked up his own, but also picked up the other person's.
Of course, the other party must have picked up someone else's, otherwise, what normal person would bring two wallets with him when going out? Aren't they afraid of attracting thieves?
"Brother, have you crossed the line?" The young man in a plaid shirt who pretended to fall just now looked at Yan Murong and said.
"Impossible." Yan Murong shook his head and said. "I'm not in this business. How can I say that I'm over the limit?"
"Are you pretending to be a kid? You haven't crossed the line. Where did the wallet and mobile phone in your hand come from?"
"Picked it up." Yan Murong said with a smile.
"Fart." The young man suddenly shouted. "You fucking stole it from us."
"Stealed from you?" Yan Murong looked surprised, then opened his wallet, found his ID card, looked at it, then looked up at the seven or eight young people blocking the alley, and said in surprise, "You.
They say this wallet belongs to you, but the problem is, I’ve looked at the ID cards in it, and none of them match yours.”
"Stop talking nonsense, will you give it to me?" The young man looked at Yan Murong and asked with a cruel look on his face. Just talking was not enough, so they all took out a folding knife from their pockets, and then bit by bit towards Yan Murong.
Yan Murong came closer.
Stealing and robbing doesn't matter, they all belong to the same type of work. This group of young guys, who seemed to be only about 20 years old, saw that Yan Murong wouldn't give it to them, so they decided to rob it by force.
"Hey, don't be impulsive." Yan Murong took Teng Xiangling's hand and said while stepping back. "I have so many mobile phones in my hand. I can call the police just by making a call."
These young men were not very old. When they heard Yan Murong call the police, they immediately panicked. There was a police station not far from here. If Yan Murong called the police, the police would arrive in less than two minutes.
"Don't lie to us." One of the young men with yellow hair said. "There are many of us. Do you have a chance to call the police?"
When he said this, several other people also reacted - there were only two of the eight people on his side, and there was also a woman. There were many people bullying the few, so there was no chance for him to call the police.
As he said that, Huang Mao grabbed the folding knife and stabbed Yan Murong with one blow, while several others ran towards Teng Xiangling.
PS: It’s already five o’clock, hey, it’s getting dark soon. Dear students, while you are working hard to turn each girl into a woman, you are squatting in front of the computer and coding hard all night. If you have a good time, send some flowers.
Well. In addition, it has already reached one hundred chapters before I know it, breaking through three digits, and it is still on Christmas Day. Shouldn't I commemorate it? Hey, send flowers and vote, just think of it as a Christmas gift to the long night.