Just as he was thinking about this, a boy wearing a half-fox mask suddenly ran out of the duck shop: "Fuck! He actually wants to have a tycoon meal! Catch him!"

The man running in front of the boy looked like an uncle. He looked flustered. He didn't wear his coat well and even the buttons on the collar were tied upside down.

While rolling and crawling forward, the uncle turned around and shouted: "I didn't eat the king's meal! It's because you young people don't talk about martial ethics! Forced buying and selling!"

The boy wearing a mask suddenly became angry and sank the national curse in his dantian: "Your grandma's legs is a big donkey shrimp! If you didn't eat the king's meal, then you're fucking guilty and fucking fart!"

“…”

Lin Er watched this ridiculous epic drama of dedicated little duck chasing unscrupulous prostitutes and guests in great enthusiasm.

After Jingye Duck chased him for more than ten meters, two thin boys followed him.

The two of them were slow and casual, with a leisurely expression, as if they were completely different from Jingye Ya.

Seeing the two of them clearly, Lin Er became even more interested.

Coincidentally, isn’t this the Nicholas she met just now? It turns out that this prince’s planet Mary Sue 88 refers to this?

The boy next to Nicholas is similar to him and looks quite handsome.

He has black hair and black eyes, bright facial features, sharp and flamboyant curves raised at the tips of his eyebrows. The indifference in his eyes is a little bit of a young man's arrogance, and the sharpness revealed in his bones is also unrestrained.

Oh, the quality of this duck shop is really good.

The traffic lights quickly turned from red to green. Lin Er casually glanced at the time displayed on his phone. It was already past seven o'clock, and Lin Yian was probably going home.

If she hadn't been in a hurry to go home today, she would have eaten melons here for a while and watched this rare drama.

The path along the moat was a little shorter than the asphalt road in the middle. Liner walked across the intersection on his skateboard and walked south along the route guided by his mobile phone.

In front are steps made of bluestone slabs, which look seven or eight floors high.

Lin Er didn't want to stop, so he pressed his body slightly down, pressed his back foot in the middle of the tail of the board, and the skateboard was directly carried up in the air, crossing the layers of steps, and then gently landed on the coastal path below.

Such clean and neat movements attracted a group of boys passing by to turn around, raised their chins and blew a long hooligan whistle: "Wow! Miss, it's so cool!"

But the cool little lady they said was not cool for three seconds, and a man's panic sound came from above in front of them: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Get out of the way--!"

Lin Er raised his head in the direction of the sound source, and the next second he saw the unscrupulous prostitute who had been chased by the dedicated little duck just now.

At this time, the unscrupulous guest was standing on the side of the road above her, less than one and a half meters away from her, and was about to jump down regardless of the situation.

The distance was too close and the skateboard was fast. Liner had only had a quick brake. In half a second, she quickly chose the latter between the cake breaking and the guest falling.

The tail of the board was barely pressed up and turned nearly ninety degrees suddenly. The entire skateboard flew forward and directly hit the man's right leg.
Chapter completed!