The playful couple chased each other, the girl shouted sweetly, don't run away, the boy deliberately ran back and teased the girl, and the two ran straight to Zhang Shidong.

A pedestrian who shrank and hurriedly walked over from behind Zhang Shidong.

The little girl holding candied haws and wearing a cute hat walked out of a shop accompanied by her parents.

The girl passed by Zhang Shidong. As soon as he hid, the person who was rushing behind him hit his shoulder. With a whimpering sound from the passerby, the candied haws of the little girl from the family of three fell to the ground, and a loud cry. The father of the family of three was a hot temper. He pushed the person who was rushing up and when he stepped back, he hit Zhang Shidong straight. At this moment, the boy chasing the girl had just stood still and was hit by Zhang Shidong...

In just a dozen seconds, blades turned around Zhang Shidong, with silver needles in his hand blocking the blades, and walked out of the few people easily, took a sip of coffee, and fought against several top thieves with one hand. Telling it out was enough to make him famous in this industry.

"Sir, buy a flower?" the little girl selling flowers.

"Sir, you can try it in the locker room." The clerk in the department store.

There are endless people, everyone is trying to cut off Zhang Shidong, and everyone is constantly failing.

Just as he was about to reach the end of the pedestrian street, Zhang Shidong turned into a jewelry store. There were not many customers in the store. An old man in a dark blue Tang suit was sitting in the corner and smiling at Zhang Shidong. He pointed to the jewelry box on the glass counter and signaled him to come and take a look.

This old man was the white-haired old man who fought for the last diamond crown at the auction. After a few hours, there was a sense of miasma on the other party's body, and a haze appeared on his forehead. Every second, it was constantly deepening.

After more than an hour of "battle", even Zhang Shidong felt sweat on his forehead and finally the decisive battle was about to come. The Maverick suddenly inserted into the game.

"Son of the blue, is this diamond ring good-looking?"

An old man came to buy a diamond ring, which made the waiter feel a little confused. He asked a young man to judge, which deepened the waiter's guess that the sun was not shining in his heart. He watched the white-haired old man cleanly and neatly from top to bottom, and some kind of evil that only exists in the novel emerge.

“It’s very average.”

"Yes. You can't even take advantage of such things. Then tell me what kind of thing to buy to give it as a gift."

The waiter stopped doing it. The room full of gold, silver, jewelry and diamonds was worthless in the mouths of these two people, and they didn't look in the mirror. They really thought they were a billionaire.

The next moment, the waiter was stunned. Under the light that already showed the characteristics of jewelry, the brilliant brilliance instantly covered all the jewellery and diamonds on the counter. She told her that what she saw was fake. After selling for a few years, she had a little recognition and had a little glare. How could the luster emitted from the thing in front of her be fake?

"This is not bad." Zhang Shidong opened his bag, took out a packaging paper box, opened it, and the diamond crown inside appeared in front of the white-haired old man. The dazzling beauty made the haze on the old man's face fade slightly. After watching for a while, he sighed heavily: "Aren't you afraid that I will destroy it?"

"Your hands are definitely not as fast as mine."

"Young man, do you dare to compete?"

"Happy to accompany you."

When Zhang Shidong and the old white-haired man left side by side, the waiter secretly spat: "Mentally ill."

Yes, ordinary people can only have this kind of reaction when they hear the conversation between the two.

The streets were staring at Zhang Shidong, and the failure made them crazy. When the thieves began to no longer believe in their skills, they were bandits, and they were bandits who could do everything they could.

"The thief has deteriorated." The old man sighed, shook his head, and walked forward first. Zhang Shidong followed him indifferently and walked towards the end of the bet with the old bear. Around him, people gathered and gradually surrounded him, from a dozen to dozens. The madness in his eyes was no longer the caution and lack of light that a thief should have. Being a bandit is simple, and it is powerful to snatch things from other people's pockets for his own use. It is literally the same as the concept of stealing, but it is actually a thousand miles of mistakes.

The old bear appeared at the intersection, stared at everyone, and quickly walked to the middle of the pedestrian street.

Her actions did not let the crazy person disperse, but instead accelerated their actions. A girl with fangs and claws rushed towards Zhang Shidong first, then took out a handful of daggers, rushed towards Zhang Shidong with fierce eyes, trying to splatter the blood of this foreign household who challenged his fellow travelers on the spot.

More than a hundred policemen rushed out of the shops in the alley, blocked all the roads, and took down all the people. Zhang Shidong smiled and continued to walk forward with a smile and walked out of Wangfujing.

In a Cantonese restaurant, more than a dozen men and women of different shapes received news, their faces changed, and they looked at the middle-aged woman sitting in the middle: "You attracted thunder, bastard."

The middle-aged woman's temperament is no different from the ordinary working-class women on the street. At this moment, her eyes lit up and showed a little ruthlessness. She was very calm: "Xiong San will not miss it. If that guy is really a policeman, you don't have to come out and hang out in the future. Find a corner and make some money to live occasionally."

A short and fat man sitting next to the woman stood up and said, "I'll go."

When the people around her stood up, they were silent. After the short and fat man left, they smoked, drank tea, and whispered. Without the calmness of the old god before, it was more of an unconscious fear. From the unnatural tiptoe and unnatural fingers hitting the table, they could see that they were far less calm than they seemed on the surface.

On the street, the short and fat man stood in front of Zhang Shidong, bowed with his fists and said, "Mr. Zhang, please!"

At this moment, in the shops and shopping malls on the streets, there were still countless pairs of eyes staring at Zhang Shidong fiercely. This guy caught dozens of us alone. It was so terrible.

The short and fat man let go of his hands, spread out from his fist-clamping position, and handed forward. He cut two knives towards Zhang Shidong's wrist, lifted his knees up, and smashed him to Zhang Shidong's crotch. His head was not idle either. He lowered his head to a sufficient distance and suddenly raised it backwards, aiming to hit Zhang Shidong's chin.

The fat body, fat arms, and fat fingers are unimaginably flexible from his body, especially those hands, which are erratic and staggering, and are as fierce as cutting off Zhang Shidong's tendons.

Zhang Shidong hit the short and fat man with his shoulder, walked past him, and had an extra wallet in his hand, and he put it on his hand and drew an arc. The wallet fell into the hand of the short and fat man.

Defeat you in your strongest realm, more persuasive than any words.

Those who were ready to move paused. Until now, they didn't see clearly how Zhang Shidong cut the short and fat man, and they didn't dare to do it after seeing clearly how Zhang Shidong cut the cut. The speed angle made them even more ashamed of themselves. The gap was too big, so how could they dare to do it.

In the Cantonese restaurant, the old Xiong Xiong San stood at the door with an angry look on her face. She never expected that the guy she met on the train was actually a policeman, who played with her like that, causing the master to fall into a dilemma and put all her colleagues in a crisis. Looking at the man walking over, Xiong San really wanted to have a thousand-pound sled hammer in his hand, and then smashed it down hard on his head...

"Respect you, so I'm giving you a chance to sit down and talk." Zhang Shidong, who had entered the house, no longer had the calmness and indifference of the past, spoke directly, extremely fierce. Before these big thieves could be indignant, they took a step forward.

Click!

An indescribable tremor followed Zhang Shidong's footsteps, the marble ground shattered and sank into the marble along the upper part. He took another step, and then another sound. After two footprints, the entire Cantonese restaurant was silent. Such a non-human performance, if you really use force, you will have no ability to resist.

Take out a stack of information from your arms and throw it on the table: "If you really want to deal with you, I'm afraid you are already in prison now. With the crimes you have committed, you will never think of them in your life."

The middle-aged woman, Xiong San's master, frowned and looked at the information, looked up and asked, "What's your purpose?"

"I don't want to catch you, I don't want to keep you, but I just hope that you guys who are more organized and obey the rules will suppress those little thieves who don't understand the rules. Do you understand?" Zhang Shidong finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, picked up the neck of a man with a fierce appearance, and threw it back casually. A hundred pounds of body hit the glass door, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out. The glass door opened from outside, and the old ghost who was present was absolutely superior to everyone. He kicked him in the waist, and in a very small arc, his body directly entered a box of goods parked at the door. The side door opened, facing the Cantonese restaurant.

Two people couldn't sit still, so they stood up and ran backwards. The men who had just turned into bandits, and they were the second and third.

"Stop." The middle-aged woman shouted, but she couldn't stop Zhang Shidong. The two of them put their fundamental hands in their arms. They were just caught, but now they were all fired as human shells. The old ghost in the middle made a move and took another kick. After the person flew into the box of goods, they all fainted.

"Mr. Zhang is not from the world, but this is the world. Mr. Zhang is better off following the rules of the world. You can arrest everyone here, but I promise that there will be at least a thousand cases in Yanjing starting tomorrow. I wonder what Zhang Shidong thinks?" A low voice came from the door. The white-haired old man walked in with a cardboard box placed in Zhang Shidong's bag. His appearance made the three most famous people in the house lose their voices at the same time: "Master!" Among them, there is the middle-aged woman of Xiong San's master.
Chapter completed!