Sending the two gourmet female anchors to the door, Xu Xiangbei said with a smile: "I hope you will come again next time, next time we will launch a new cuisine for the two beauties to taste." ”

The beautiful anchor ate and brought, flattered, and smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Xu, we will recommend your Dijingge food on the blog, so that more people know about you." ”

"Your idea is really good, the good thing is to let more people share, and now the smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys. ”

Suddenly, a trace of vigilance rose in Xu Xiangbei's heart, and he felt a sharp look peeking at him from behind, but when he turned around, this gaze disappeared again.

The beautiful anchor was about to take a taxi to leave, and one of them exclaimed: "My wallet is missing, obviously in my bag, oh my God, my bag is broken." ”

On the side of the beautiful anchor's handbag, there is a gap, neat and small, if you don't open the bag, you can't see it at all, it is obviously scratched by a blade.

Her companion felt sorry for her: "Your bag has been cut, and your wallet has been stolen." ”

Xu Xiangbei asked with concern: "What do you have in your wallet?

"There are not many things in the wallet, I have always held the mobile phone in my hand, and there is a bank card in the wallet, two or three hundred yuan, and an ID card. I don't have much money, but the wallet is my favorite wallet, it was given to me by my boyfriend, and it has a pink heart painted on it, it's really annoying, who is so lacking in virtue. ”

"Do you want to call the police?"

"Forget it, it's useless to call the police, just lose it. ”

The beautiful anchor took a taxi away with a look of chagrin, although the two girls didn't say that their wallets were lost during dinner, but Xu Xiangbei felt very uncomfortable.

There are many guests today, there are lingering couples, there are warm and happy families of three, and there are also relatives and friends who gather in groups of three or five noisy, Xu Xiangbei's eyes quickly swept over everyone.

A thin old man made Xu Xiangbei look twice, the old man was sitting alone in his seat, expressionless, eating noodles, the old man's seat was next to the table where the beautiful anchor was sitting just now.

The old man was full of white hair, his face was full of wrinkles and weather, his eyes were cloudy and dim, and his body was rickety, no different from ordinary old people, but the old man took his chopsticks and fingers, which attracted Xu Xiangbei's attention.

The old man had stains in his nails, and the wrinkles on his hands were like the rings of an old tree, but his phalanges were elongated, especially his middle and index fingers.

Xu Xiangbei walked over with a smile: "Uncle, how does the noodles taste?"

The old man seemed to ignore him a little and continued to eat noodles with his head down.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Xu Xiangbei simply sat opposite him, took out a Chinese cigarette case from his arms, and handed over a cigarette.

The old man was stunned, and involuntarily reached out to take the cigarette, and the remaining yellow smoke and dirt could be clearly seen on his fingers.

Raising his cloudy eyes and sweeping Xu Xiangbei, the old man took out a lighter from his pocket and lit a cigarette: "Young man, is there something wrong?"

Xu Xiangbei smiled: "It's nothing, I'm tired of standing, find a place to sit." ”

The old man intentionally or unintentionally swept a few empty tables next to him, and his expression was a little dissatisfied: "Young man, you don't sit on so many empty seats, run and sit opposite me, do you like to watch people eat?"

Xu Xiangbei smiled evilly: "I like it, the way you eat, it looks like my grandfather." ”

The old man sneered contemptuously: "I don't have a grandson like you. If you want to see it, you can watch it. ”

A trace of anxiety flashed in the old man's eyes, and he obviously sped up the speed of eating noodles, and stuffed a few beef and seafood balls on the noodles into his mouth.

Spit out the smoke ring, Xu Xiangbei pointed to the yellowed rag bag on the chair next to the old man, and said with a hippie smile: "Uncle, a girl's wallet was stolen just now, and your bag needs to be taken care of." ”

A look of contempt flashed on the old man's face, and it was fleeting, and he quickly regained his stiff face: "Thank you for your kindness, of course you have to take care of your own things, if you don't look good, you deserve to be stolen." ”

As if agreeing with the old man's statement, Xu Xiangbei nodded in agreement: "Uncle is reasonable, but if you lose something, it's always a little distressing." ”

The old man's cloudy eyes lit up suddenly, like a lightning bolt in the night, shocking: "Other people's affairs, young man, you'd better take care of it, everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, and doesn't care about the frost on the tiles of others." ”

Xu Xiangbei still had the disgusting evil smile, and his shot was as fast as lightning, grabbing the rag bag on the old man's chair: "There are some things I can do, uncle, your bag, why don't you leave it to me to help you keep it." ”

When the old man reacted, Xu Xiangbei had already touched the rag bag, which contained several lumpy objects, much like wallets.

Xu Xiangbei moved fast, the old man moved faster, Xu Xiangbei just grabbed the rag bag in his hand, and the old man's thin fingers had already grabbed his hand.

Although his fingers were thin and looked old, the strength in his hands was not small, Xu Xiangbei felt a strong force coming, which made his fingers numb.

The old man's eyes were ruthless, his hands were as smart as rabbits, as quiet as iron bones, as long as he caught them, no one could break free, his face was expressionless: "My things don't need to be kept by others, you'd better let go......"

The word let go is very heavy, let Xu Xiangbei let go, a pun.

Xu Xiangbei smiled on his face, but he was secretly surprised in his heart, the old man was by no means an ordinary person, ordinary people did not have such a big hand, let alone such a fast speed.

Although he was grabbed by the old man's hand, Xu Xiangbei did not let go of the rag bag, secretly used his internal strength, and gently twisted his wrist, and used the "Ancient First Classic" Chaos Fist to spin the word, as if the back of his hand was smeared with oil, shook off the old man's steel-like fingers, and took the cloth bag back into his arms.

Seeing that Xu Xiangbei was actually out of his control, a complicated look flashed in the old man's eyes, doubt, surprise, and anger, and he roared loudly: "You dare." ”

Seeing that the old man was angry, Xu Xiangbei said with a hippie smile: "I just want to help you keep it, if you don't want to, I'll pay you back." ”

However, Xu Xiangbei did not return the cloth bag to the old man honestly, but carried the corner of the cloth bag, threw it at the old man with the bottom facing up and mouth down, and all the contents of the bag fell out and fell to the ground.

Xu Xiangbei pretended to have a guilty look: "Oh, I'm sorry, it's all spilled." ”

On the surface, he looked guilty, but his eyes were fixed on the ground.

Several red, green, and green wallets were scattered from the rag bag, and one of them had a pink heart painted on it, and the names of two people were written on it, which was the wallet lost by the gourmet anchor.

Seeing that his things fell to the ground, knowing that the matter was revealed and that he could not hide it, the old man's face suddenly changed, and he no longer had the calm and relaxed appearance just now.

A cold light flashed between his fingers, like a lightning bolt in the night, slashing towards Xu Xiangbei's shoulder.

(End of chapter)