Little God Big Cockroach

Lian Ze didn't go home, but rode his bicycle through the streets and alleys, wandering aimlessly in the city.

Thanks to the planning of the current mayor, most of the streets in Guiyu City have a very high "appearance". Whether it is greening or humanities and art, there are always places that are eye-catching.

In this city, the streets and alleys are full of scenery.

"The hidden special zone, Mandarin Fish Market."

"Hey... that guy is really not joking."

Lian Ze casually said a few words, and then stopped the bicycle beside a street tree.

He got out of the car, walked a few steps to a breakfast shop, and said weakly, "Boss, give me a deep-fried stick, two big pork buns, and a big cup of soy milk."

"Okay!" The boss skillfully packed the food.

Pick up the goods and pay the money.

Lian Ze is holding soy milk in his left hand and steamed stuffed bun and fried dough sticks in his right hand. Now he has a headache and discomfort, and he seems to have a "consciousness delay" when looking at the world. He really doesn't want to walk around with breakfast anymore.

Turning his head to look, he saw several passers-by standing beside the green belt in front left, all having breakfast there, so he also walked over, intending to 'make a table' and eat together while standing.

"..."

For workers' breakfast, eating standing up is a little more decent than walking.

Lianze put the big cup of soy milk under his feet, then opened the bag in his hand, and took out the fried dough sticks.

He took a bite, and just after chewing twice, he heard panicked shouts from the opposite street.

Looking up, I saw a dark, powerful motorcycle rampaging on the opposite street. It hit whatever was in the way in front of it. It was more bully than Road Hog. The only thing better was that it didn't hit people on purpose.

All of a sudden, there was a lot of jumping, cursing and screaming.

"..." Presumably this is the 'motorcycle man' mentioned in the gossip last night.

Lian Ze saw that the motorcycle man snatched the coffee from the passers-by, he shook his head speechlessly, took another bite of the fritters, and continued to chew slowly.

buzzing-

At this time, the powerful sound of the motorcycle engine rang in his ears.

The motorcycle man actually crossed the road and drove onto this street, and the passers-by along the street screamed in panic again.

Lian Ze is now a human body, coupled with a hangover all night and a lack of energy, which makes him a little unresponsive.

The passers-by who were eating breakfast all hid in the doorways of the shops on the street, so he raised his head unhurriedly.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a black shadow riding a motorcycle flashing in front of him. At the same time, a big hand wearing a riding glove stretched out and snatched two Big buns, and fried dough sticks that he bit into half.

"……Wow."

Lian Ze showed an indescribable expression, he closed his eyes and lowered his head, with his left hand around his chest, and his right hand pressed the upper half of his face.

He is in a very speechless mood now.

"I have to grab half-eaten fritters, and there must be a limit to not being picky eaters."

When Lian Ze covered his face, something happened that made him even more speechless.

buzzing-

The sound of the locomotive engine rang out again, and the man on the motorcycle went back and forth, still speeding past the street.

The motorcycle man stuffed two steamed buns into his helmet and held half a fried dough stick in one hand. When he passed by Lianze, he angrily threw the fried dough stick in his hand and smashed it at Lianze.

Lian Ze had already opened his eyes at this moment, he made a Matrix-style dodge move, handsomely dodging half of the oncoming fried dough stick.

thump—

A muffled sound.

Although he avoided the fried dough sticks, he fell on the green belt.

"Ouch!"

Sure enough, the actions in science fiction movies can't be learned.

……

Just as Lian Ze fell down, he heard the righteous and awe-inspiring voice of an enthusiastic citizen:

"Don't run!!!"

The voice sounded, and a teenager wearing a middle school uniform quickly ran into Lian Ze's field of vision.

The teenager probably also knew that he could not catch up with the motorcycle, so he 'borrowed' a bicycle parked on the side of the road. After turning over and riding on it, he rushed out like a rocket and chased after the unidentified motorcycle man.

"????"

Lian Ze's reaction was a bit slow now, he was confused at first, and it took several seconds for him to realize that his favorite bicycle had been ridden away!

"Hey!? That's my bike! Mine!"

Standing up from the ground, Lian Ze looked at the street where the target was gone, and for a moment didn't know what expression to make.

This time the world can learn from the world, he didn't do any tricks, he was really involved for no reason.

"Hey……"

"What's the matter?"

……

In a short time, two big buns and a bicycle were gone.

The half fried dough stick that was thrown back was obviously inedible, and the rest... there was still a cup of soy milk intact.

Lian Ze picked up the soy milk that was on the ground, inserted the straw, and was about to drink it when a traffic policeman who heard the news came and stopped in front of him on a motorcycle.

The traffic policeman asked, "Comrade, where did you see the perpetrator on the motorcycle go?"

"..."

It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

Lian Ze sighed, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "Mr. Traffic Police, I probably know where he went."

——When he bought his bicycle, it came with a positioning chip.

"..."

.......

On the other side, student x, a passionate citizen, was riding Lian Ze's bicycle, chasing the motorcycle man who caused the accident at full speed.

There is a limit to the speed of a bicycle. If you want to catch up with a motorcycle, you can only take a shortcut.

Student x seems to be not an ordinary person. He rides a bicycle all the way, jumping and jumping all the way, like making a movie, and he only chooses roads that are not roads.

Relying on his familiarity with the neighborhood, classmate x took shortcuts many times and rushed to the front of the motorcycle man.

The biker was stopped several times before, and every time he turned his head and deliberately avoided it, but this time he didn't. He saw classmate x riding a bicycle across the road in front of him, and he directly accelerated and rushed up.

Bang! ! !

The two cars collided.

Classmate x jumped away in time.

The bicycle slid on the ground for more than ten meters, sparks were flying all the way, and finally hit the wall and was scrapped directly.

The motorcycle man's motorcycle flipped up after the collision, turned four large circles in the air, landed without damage, stepped on the accelerator, and ran away in a flash.

……

hum~ hum~ hum~

— sirens.

A traffic policeman drove Lian Ze to the scene of the car accident. After the two got out of the car, one grabbed classmate x for questioning, and the other ran to the 'bicycle body' to mourn.

Lian Ze likes this bicycle very much. After riding for a while, he has a little affection for it, but he never thought that in the blink of an eye, there will be 'everything between people and cars'...

"I haven't added a basket to your car yet, why did you leave..."—a sad tone.

"..."

After the traffic police finished their questioning, they turned on the walkie-talkie to contact other colleagues.

When student x saw the handsome guy squatting in front of the 'bicycle body', he knew that he had 'borrowed' his bike.

He walked over and apologized: "Brother, I'm so sorry that I broke your bicycle."

Lian Ze was still holding the cup of soy milk, he took a sip of the soy milk 'sorrowfully', shook his head slightly, looking like he couldn't explain it.

Student x is an upright person, and he will compensate for the things he breaks.

He asked, "Brother, how much is your bicycle? I will pay you back."

Lian Ze came to his senses immediately: "Really?"

Classmate x: "I won't lie to you."

"Okay then..." Lian Ze raised two fingers: "This price."

"Two hundred?" - an uncertain tone.

"..." - shook his head.

"Two thousand?"—a little flustered.

"..." - still shaking his head.

"Yeah?" - that's a luxury.

"Yeah, your size is twenty-two thousand two hundred and twenty-two."

Lian Ze's words can be described as "thousand yuan a word", and the more enthusiastic citizen x students listened, the more they became cold.