Zhou Niannian felt that Meng Wenbin was still quite responsible.

I scolded him so much in the afternoon, although his face was not good-looking, he was still seriously performing the duties of a leader.

She couldn't refute Meng Wenbin's kindness, so she agreed.

Zhou Niannian and Wu Xuan walked in front of them arm in arm.

Yang Jiarui and Meng Wenbin pushed their bicycles and followed behind.

"I didn't expect the editor-in-chief to look serious and old-fashioned, but he was actually quite responsible. Wu Xuan muttered quietly, obviously her impression of Meng Wenbin had also changed a little.

Zhou Niannian chuckled, in fact, Meng Wenbin could also directly instruct Yang Jiarui to let Yang Jiarui send the two of them to the bus stop.

But he didn't do it, but went directly with Yang Jiarui, which shows that he doesn't have too many leadership frames.

It's not that far away, and it's there in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Niannian and Wu Xuan walked around the corner, and were about to turn their heads and say to Meng Wenbin that they should go back.

A person suddenly rushed out of the street around the corner and hit her and Wu Xuan straight into her.

"Ah, my bag. Wu Xuan exclaimed, and the satchel on her body was knocked to the ground.

She picked up her bag in distress, grabbed the person who hit them, and shouted, "How do you walk, you can't see the road." ”

The momentum of the person who came was too strong, Zhou Niannian was also knocked to the side, and the bird cage in his hand almost fell to the ground, Kankan stood up and looked at the person who hit him, and said in surprise: "It's you?"

The person who rushed over and bumped into them was a girl, it was Zhao Yaxin, the girl she met on the flyover on the day of the Lantern Festival.

At this moment, her hair was messy, her body was covered with dust, and her face was full of panic.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Zhao Yaxin apologized, her panicked eyes looked at Zhou Niannian's face, her eyes couldn't help but light up, and she grabbed her, "Girl, you help me, please." ”

Zhou Niannian blinked, and was about to ask what was going on, when a group of people suddenly rushed out of the alley around the corner.

"Here we are!"

"Where to run!"

At the head was a man in a coarse cloth shirt, with a tattoo on his exposed arm, followed by five or six young boys, who rushed towards him with great vigour.

Seeing Zhao Yaxin, the man led by him looked at a few people next week, and raised his chin, "This woman is a thief who stole my master's money, thank you for helping us catch her." ”

As soon as they heard the word thief, Wu Xuan, Yang Jiarui and Meng Wenbin all subconsciously looked at Zhao Yaxin.

Zhao Yaxin shook her head with a white face, "I'm not a thief, no, they paid us this money." ”

She grabbed Zhou Niannian in a panic, "Girl, do you remember what you saw with your own eyes that day?"

Zhou Niannian patted her hand, only to feel that her hand was trembling slightly, and it was cold.

She turned to look at the tattooed man in the lead, "You guys are from the Yao family?"

The tattooed man was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth crooked, revealing a cruel smile, "Yo, it's an acquaintance." ”

He put his hands into his fists and made a snapping sound, "It doesn't matter who we are, the important thing is to advise you, don't worry about what you shouldn't be in charge of, just put down the aisle." ”

Zhou Niannian clearly felt that Zhao Yaxin was trembling more beside her, and the hand holding the corner of her clothes was shaking even more.

Seeing this, Meng Wenbin and Yang Jiarui put their bicycles aside, and stood in front of Zhou Niannian and Wu Xuan almost at the same time.

"A few comrades, we were all passing by, not trying to meddle in things, but this female comrade said that she didn't steal your money, is there any misunderstanding here?" Meng Wenbin frowned and said to the tattooed man.

When his eyes swept to the tattoo man's almost full hand, a look of disgust flashed across his face.

Meng Wenbin hates these people who don't do their jobs the most.

The tattooed man obviously also caught the disgust in Meng Wenbin's eyes, his face was angry, and he spat on the ground, "Damn, what kind of eyes are you, do you look down on Lao Tzu?"

The younger brother behind him followed, "Brother Jiang, what nonsense are you talking about with them, there are really not many people who dare to stand in our way, there are really not many people in Kyoto." ”

"That's it, let the little brother teach them a lesson. ”

Saying that, two thugs came up, one punched, and the other kicked and kicked at Meng Wenbin.

Meng Wenbin defended his fists, but he didn't have time to guard against his feet, he was kicked to the ground, and his glasses fell off.

He picked up his glasses in embarrassment, and before he could put them on, he was kicked several times in succession.

Zhou Niannian smashed Wu Xuan, who was stunned, "What are you doing in a daze, did you bring a camera?" ”

Wu Xuan sighed, reacted with the acuity of being a reporter, quickly took out the camera from her bag, and pressed the shutter on the two thugs and the tattooed man.

"You... You dare to beat people, tell you, I am the editor of the Kyoto Newspaper, aren't you afraid that I will expose you?" Meng Wenbin shouted angrily.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Jiarui hurriedly came up to rescue Meng Wenbin and fought with the two thugs.

After all, he had worked at the investigation institute and had trained at the National Defense University on weekdays, and when he stretched out his hand a few times, two thugs were beaten to the ground by him.

"I can't see it, there are still two more hits. The tattooed man spat on the ground and snorted coldly.

Yang Jiarui floated Meng Wenbin, "Editor-in-chief, are you okay?" ”

Meng Wenbin put on his eyes in embarrassment, and pointed at the tattooed man angrily, "You are too unreasonable, I, I tell you, I want to expose you, expose you." ”

The tattooed man sneered, but the little brother behind him suddenly pointed at Wu Xuan and said, "It's not good, Brother Jiang, that woman took us on the spot." ”

The tattooed man, Brother Jiang, glared at Wu Xuan, "Hand over the camera." ”

Wu Xuan hugged the camera tightly in her arms.

"Go, get me the camera. Brother Jiang waved his hand and led people to surround him.

Yang Jiarui and Meng Wenbin stood in front, blocking Zhou Niannian and Wu Xuan behind.

"A few of you are just passing by, if you don't want to cause trouble, I advise you, hand over the people and cameras, and we'll settle the matter tonight. Brother Jiang lit a cigarette and spit out a smoke ring at Yang Jiarui.

"Otherwise, hmph, hmph, I'll let you know why the flowers are so red. ”

Meng Wenbin's hands trembled, obviously angry to the extreme, "You still have a reason to beat someone, I'm going to expose you." ”

Brother Jiang sneered, "Aren't you still afraid of being exposed?" It's just that it's good to go in and eat for a few days, and when you come out, your buddy is still a good man." ”

"If you know each other, leave the woman and the camera, buddy is in a good mood today, let you go. ”

"Well, give you two minutes to think about it. He took out his cigarette, easily spit out a smoke ring, and said with a contemptuous face.

Yang Jiarui and Meng Wenbin glanced at each other and did not speak for a while.

Yang Jiarui was hesitating how to let the girls behind him go first and let them go to the nearby investigation office to report the crime.

"What if I don't agree?" A crisp voice suddenly sounded behind him, and a slender figure walked out, standing at the front, looking at Brother Jiang expressionlessly.

"I'm sorry, I'm not in a good mood today, and I don't want to agree to any of your conditions. ”