Jiang Cheng swept away the previous frustration and helplessness, and that excitement suddenly came to his heart.

What Jiang Cheng has to do now is to snatch the cosmetics on the girl's body, according to Jiang Cheng's previous knowledge, most of those cosmetics are in the girl's brand-name bag or canvas bag.

And, Jiang Cheng seemed to be favored by God, and he spared no effort to find the bag on the girl's body, which was being held tightly in the palm of the other party's left hand.

"Hey, hey. An intriguing smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Cheng's mouth, and his right arm began to move.

After the arm slowly stretched out five centimeters, Jiang Cheng encountered a new situation. His hands are not long enough...

God, that's a hard truth to change. Unless, Jiang Cheng was reincarnated and started over, he couldn't change such a cold fact.

"Damn. ”

With a word of complaining, Jiang Cheng tried to move his body. Since the length of his arm is not enough, he can't change this fact, so Jiang Chengcheng uses his clever brain to achieve what he wants to achieve - stealing the makeup of the girl wearing makeup.

"Hey, dead fatty. ”

Jiang Cheng shouted loudly at the fat man, and he suddenly found that no matter how much he moved his body, he couldn't move much distance.

And the cause of this situation is the fat man who is pressing himself in front. In fact, the fat man didn't want to do this, because he was also squeezed by countless people in front of him.

"What's wrong?" the fat man turned his head with difficulty, and asked Jiang Cheng with a puzzled look on his face.

"Get out of the way!" Jiang Cheng ordered directly.

It's an impossible thing to do... Unless the fat man gets rid of the shackles of the group of people in front of him.

"Are you kidding?"

"I'm not kidding you, get the fuck off me. ”

Jiang Cheng was immediately ignited by this fat man's anger, and listening to his tone, he felt as if he was going to kill people every minute.

"Why is it so noisy, is it so rude to shoot a team to go to the toilet?"

"Even so, I don't know if this person has a tutor, and he is not polite at all. ”

Everyone was talking about Jiang Cheng's words and deeds, as if Jiang Cheng had really done something wrong.

In fact, Jiang Cheng just spoke a little louder...

Are these buns talking about me?

"Hear no, no polite monkey. ”

The fat man is simply a person who sees the wind, and when he sees others scolding Jiang Cheng, he can't wait to quickly intervene.

Jiang Cheng, who was scolded by everyone, was naturally unhappy, and now the fat man is actually adding fuel to the fire.

He was already angry with the fat man, but now he wants to trample the fat man under his feet.

"Say it again. ”

"If you have a kind, you will say one more word to Lao Tzu. ”

At this time, Jiang Cheng didn't care about stealing the cosmetics in the brand-name bag of the woman next to him, and teaching the fat man a lesson first was the thing he wanted to do most now.

"Cut, what can you do with me?"

The fat man sneered, he didn't take Jiang Cheng in his eyes at all, and his words were full of provocation.

"Okay, you messed with me. ”

Jiang Cheng was gearing up, the movements under his hands were ready, and then, the moment the fat man turned around, he gave the other party a sharp slap.

The sound spread almost throughout the public restroom, and even the sweeping aunt outside heard it. But people are working outside now, and they don't have time to pay attention to such idle things.

"How is it?" Jiang Cheng withdrew his palm, "Now I know that your grandfather and I are amazing." See if you dare to talk more next time. ”

Then, Jiang Cheng raised his right hand high, and he shouted loudly: "Make way for Lao Tzu, immediately, you will be limited to twenty minutes." ”

"Hurry up. ”

The people who had just seen Jiang Cheng's power looked at each other one after another, and the pale color on their faces became even thicker.

They don't want to get into trouble at this time, if they make it as miserable as a fat man, it will really outweigh the losses. After all, they're really just coming to the toilet.

The sound of footsteps neatly dissolved, as if a person walked out, to be more precise, this is not much different from the formation of the capital army... It's so neat and regular.

Seeing everyone's posture, Jiang Cheng was naturally very satisfied, but there was a faint trace of regret in his smug eyes.

As he left, he glanced back at the rich girl, the girl with the brand-name bag on her back.

Damn, I almost got the bag, and I blamed that dead fat man.

Then, Jiang Cheng turned his head violently and glared at the man he called the dead fat man in his mouth.

And when the dead fat man's gaze just met Jiang Cheng's, he immediately looked up at the air. He was just taught a lesson by Jiang Cheng, but now he can be said to be smart, and he doesn't dare to provoke Jiang Cheng, nor dare he look at Jiang Cheng.

"Damn..."

Jiang Cheng spat at the ground and turned to leave.

When he walked out of the public toilet, he was a little dazed.

"Where are you going to find the cosmetics I need now?" Jiang Cheng scratched his head, obviously not finding a way, "Will Dong Zhaocheng have already left the hospital now? If he leaves, then can't I go back openly?"

I don't know why, Jiang Cheng always carries such a fluke, thinking that luck will always befall him Jiang Cheng.

But the truth is unforgiving most of the time...

"Oops. ”

When Jiang Cheng boldly took the first step towards the gate of the hospital, he found that Dong Zhaocheng was walking back to the front desk position in the hospital, ready to consult the reception staff.

Therefore, Jiang Cheng hurriedly found a hidden place next to him, that is, hiding behind the big pillar.

"Damn, why is this Dong Zhaocheng endless, and he doesn't go back now?

"I'm starving to death myself,. ”

Helplessly, he touched his belly with his hand, and the originally protruding little belly was ruthlessly sunken. This situation reminded Jiang Cheng to start eating, otherwise his body would begin to resist. This situation is very serious, sometimes hungry for a day, three days and three nights in the hospital can't recuperate.

Dong Zhaocheng walked around the edge of the counter at the front desk, looking at his anxious face, Jiang Cheng was angry and secretly happy.

The reason why Jiang Cheng was angry was very simple, that is, Dong Zhaocheng got in the way of him. Because Dong Zhaocheng is in the hospital, Jiang Cheng can't go inside to bring Britney out until now.

Jiang Cheng's reason for being happy is easier to understand, the token in his hand was just deceived from Dong Zhaocheng, and the success of this kind of strategy is not known to be many times cooler than schadenfreude.

Generally speaking, Jiang Cheng is happy and angry.

"I don't believe it, I'm here until noon, when the sun hits my head, you, Dong Zhaocheng, are still in the hospital. ”

"If that's really the case, I, Jiang Cheng, can be regarded as admitting defeat..."

But even if Jiang Cheng had this intention to admit defeat, he still had to take Britney out of the hospital, otherwise it would be really bad if Dong Zhaocheng found out her identity.

Standing for a long time, Jiang Cheng's feet began to numb a little, but just as he said angrily at the beginning, Dong Zhaocheng did not leave, but moved a small wooden stool in the shape of a log, crossed Erlang's legs on it, and held a freshly lit cigarette in his hand, which looked quite enjoyable.

"Damn, he's really not going to leave, is he?"

On the one hand, Jiang Cheng had to avoid Dong Zhaocheng's sight, and on the other hand, he had to endure the scorching sun, and now he was a little unable to withstand it.

"Big brother, I beg you, hurry up?"

Jiang Cheng clasped his hands together and almost knelt down with Dong Zhaocheng. But even if Jiang Cheng knelt down, Dong Zhaocheng couldn't see it.

Moreover, if Dong Zhaocheng sees it, then Dong Zhaocheng will not only not leave, but will also catch Jiang Cheng, snatch back the token of the Gurat family, and then teach him a hard lesson, if he can, he will even hang Jiang Cheng up and whip his ass.

The rays of sunlight above my head became more and more dazzling, and the heat from the light increased exponentially.

It is said that around five o'clock in the morning is the coldest time of the day, and from twelve o'clock in the afternoon it is the hottest of the day. Jiang Cheng is really stepping on shit luck now, and he wants to watch Dong Zhaocheng's whereabouts under the scorching sun.

And, it's not okay if you don't look at it, what if Dong Zhaocheng is ready to leave?

In any case, Jiang Cheng's patience with Dong Zhaocheng is still estimated. The other party will never hang himself from a tree, that is, when there is really no clue in the hospital, he will start to shift positions.

It's just that Jiang Cheng has to wait until Dong Zhaocheng changes his attention and shifts his position, I don't know how long he will have to wait...

The public restroom over there was still crowded with a group of people who were eager to go to the toilet, and now it was extremely deserted. While Jiang Cheng was waiting, he had once again considered disguise.

However, in the end, he thought about it, no matter what, there was still a risk in disguise. What if he is recognized by Dong Zhaocheng? After all, Jiang Cheng is not a master of disguise, not to mention that Jiang Cheng can't even put on simple light makeup, not even base makeup...

In this case, don't expect Jiang Cheng to change from an uncle in his thirties to a charming and bewitching beauty in the blink of an eye, this is absolutely impossible to achieve, the probability is close to one percent...

In contrast, it is more practical to wait on the side of the street. Although it is said that he wants to stand up to the big sun above his head, if he waits for Dong Zhaocheng to leave, then it will be easy to take Britney out of the hospital by himself...

In the blink of an eye, another thirty minutes passed, Jiang Cheng was estimated to be suffering from heat stroke if he stayed like this, the hot sweat on his forehead was flowing outward, like the water of the Yangtze River, although there was no surging burst out, but it continued to emerge from the light of his brain.