Chapter 20: A Perfect Layout, and Its Troublemakers

In front of a shop not far from Dr. Zhou, Huang Yaqing and his party were standing, Miss Lan who followed behind Huang Yaqing was carrying several shopping bags in her hand, Huang Yaqing also carried a lot, and Chen Wenwen was holding an ice cream cone - now, the expressions of this group of people were stunned, frightened, and at a loss.

However, the picture does not stop here, not far from Huang Yaqing, a little black Latin American man is running fast, clutching a women's bag tightly in his hand - this handbag is still in Huang Yaqing's hand just now. Farther away, a white woman who spotted the situation screamed "police" from her mouth, while two London policemen in round helmets had just turned the corner and had not had time to put their sirens into their mouths when they noticed the situation...... It seems that it is too late to expect them to catch up.

The Latin American kid was running towards the ramp, which happened to be halfway between Huang Yaqing and Dr. Zhou. Once the other party enters such a back street, they will burrow into the cobweb-like street like a rat and melt into the sea like a drop of water. What if someone can't give up their purse and chase into such an alley...... Maybe a few Latin American kids, crouching around the corner with daggers, waiting for someone to crash into the net.

The police finally blew the siren, and at this time, the child who grabbed the bag had already run to the mouth of the alley, and Miss Lan reminded Huang Yaqing loudly: "Don't chase, it's dangerous, let the police chase ......"

Dr. Zhou just raised his foot and hesitated when he heard Miss Lan's shout, at this time, the policeman in the distance was blowing the siren and pressing the hat and helmet, and slowly "ran" over, and Miss Lan was still shouting: "There are accomplices in the alley, let the police ......"

At this moment, an object flew past Dr. Zhou's ear with a whoosh, and when Dr. Zhou heard the sound, he realized that the thing that flew over was An Feng's squeaky can. There was also half a can of soda in the can, so when the jar spun and flew, the soda splashed out.

The soda can drew a banana-shaped arc and landed squarely on the right ear of the bag grabber. There was a bang, and in an instant, the soda in the can was stirred and burst out like a fountain. The child's ears roared, and his body staggered, slanted and fiercely mounted on the brick wall at the entrance of the alley, but he did not stop there, staggered against the wall, staggered on the ground with both hands, staggered and crawled into the alley.

Then, Dr. Zhou's ears sounded An Feng's hypocritical admiration: "What a tenacious child!" ”

Dr. Zhou was surprised: "How?" ”

What he wants to ask is: How exactly do you throw the soda can next to the other person's ear?

At this time, An Feng didn't have time to answer, after saying the emotion just now, An Feng had already run out, he was running faster than the child, Dr. Zhou only blinked an eye, An Feng had already run into the alley. Miss Lan, who was not far away, saw this change of color, jumped to her feet and shouted loudly: "Hold on, stop quickly, they are not alone, there must be accomplices in the alley, and those who chase them out will suffer!" ”

The police in the distance were still "running" slowly, and the sirens in their mouths were very sad, and the police from the adjacent streets began to converge here.

When Dr. Zhou heard Miss Lan's shout, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately lowered his body and followed into the alley without hesitation, shouting "Feng Feng, don't chase" while chasing An Feng's back......

The person who grabbed the bag was in front of An Feng, this person was tall and thin, An Feng was about one meter two tall, and the other party was one meter five tall, it was a twelve or thirteen-year-old child. He runs very fast, and it's no problem to go to school and win an intercollegiate sprint championship at that speed. But because his ears had just been hit by a heavy object, the man's sense of balance was disrupted, so he stumbled, hitting the walls on both sides of the alley from time to time, and occasionally rolling on the ground, so that his overall speed was not visible.

An Feng chased unhurriedly, he had actually chased two or three steps away from the other party, but he did not accelerate. This is because the opponent's weight is there, An Feng, the villain, can't find a place to start, he is afraid that if he misses and rolls with the opponent and loses the distance advantage, the strength of his small body is not enough to toss. So he only ran after the other person and ran and ran all the time, kicking the other person from time to time in order to make the other person run faster.

Under this frequent and constant harassment, the kid who grabbed the bag ran his tongue out, he was tired like a donkey, panting like a windmill, dizzy as if he had been rolling in the washing machine for a long time, he ran all the way to staggering, An Feng walked in a straight line behind him, chasing with effort and worry, and from time to time he also ravaged the former with his foot, he chased very happily. The kid who grabbed the bag just wanted to hit his head and die.

Chasing through the two diagonal streets, the bag snatching boy's mouth was full of sweet blood, his panting sound was close to the roar of the tractor, he ran much faster than a pig, An Feng followed behind him and was no longer running, he was walking. The most annoying thing is that he is still fanning the flames in the back, urging: "GO! GO！ GO！ tooamateur (too amateurish), too clumsy, must be dedicated. ”

At this time, the bag snatcher heard a series of pure London accents again, and he was so depressed that he was about to cry, and shouted in his heart: Big brother, am I usually faster than you? Big brother, did you smash my ear? Big brother, I'm so dizzy that I can't tell the direction is good, big brother...... Is it okay for my friend to come?

There is no snow this Christmas.

Not far away, a baseball sits alone on the clean street, and several dark-skinned Latin American children hold baseball bats and pretend to be around it.

An Feng had just seen the "props" on the ground, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a child in a rugby protective suit, slamming into him fiercely, with a courage that never returned, and a pounce that left no room for improvement. The bag snatcher stumbled and rolled to the ground, just past the rammer's feet, and his hand was thrown out with a swoop and flew to the trash can on the side of the road.

An Feng's "running" speed is similar to that of the London police, he is only two steps away from the bag snatcher, and when he sees a figure rushing towards him, An Feng suddenly sped up his movements - he also fell to the ground, but just as his body was close to the ground, he supported the ground with both hands, and suddenly there was a volley somersault. The somersault jumped high enough to jump over the top of the crasher's head. The rammer's vision could only peek through the gap in his hat, and he was much annoyed to find that his target had almost passed him, and he could clearly see An Feng grimacing at the top of his head......

It's a pity that some things pass by, and they will "pass by" forever.

An Feng tossed several suspenders in a dazzling row, and when his feet landed, the person was standing in front of the trash can. At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out from the garbage can, scratched around, and then poked out a very surprised little head, which immediately noticed that there was a person standing by the trash can, less than an inch away from his little head, and looked at him with a smile, and greeted him in a friendly manner: "Hi, Merry Christmas!" ”

The little head subconsciously replied: "Merry Christmas." ”

As soon as he lowered his head, the little head found that the bag he wanted to grab was sandwiched between An Feng's legs, so he turned his head to the rest of the people in wonder, and found that the rest of them had their mouths wide open, and their expressions were very sluggish......

Robbing, blocking roads, intercepting, transferring stolen goods, and then selling stolen goods...... Completely one-stop operation. This is the most famous "Kuaishou Gang" that was active on the streets of London in the early 90s.

Practicing baseball on the street is a normal fitness, and the police can't prohibit it. If a baseball player stops a chaser, and as long as the child complains that he has disrupted the game and the two parties get into an argument, the police can only handle the case as a minor dispute. Because they have no evidence to accuse the people who play baseball on the street with their accomplices in robbers. And they only need to intercept the pursuer for a moment, and the stolen goods can be transferred quickly. Even if you go to the trash can afterwards, you will only find a pile of garbage.

What a brilliant design, the designer is simply genius.

Now that this ingenious layout had been broken, the man who broke it stood in front of the trash can with a smile on his face, and at this moment, the sirens in the vicinity were getting closer and closer, and the mouth of the kid playing baseball on the other side was opening wider and wider, and the person who had collided was still lying on the ground and moaning—he had hit it without hesitation, so it was in pain.

The design of this coordination was so seamless that as soon as An Feng appeared, everyone was busy according to their roles, only the little boss in the middle of the wisdom saw all An Feng's actions clearly: at that time, An Feng turned over with a somersault, his legs were churning in the air, and he just grabbed the handbag flying in the air, and then he somersaulted with his feet between the handbags, and when An Feng landed, he didn't look around, just stared at the bag snatcher lying on the ground with burning eyes.

The person who rushed him could excuse it as a mistake in the scramble, but what about the bag grabber? …… The guy was too tired to get up now, and he lay on the ground with only the strength to gasp.

"Bruce Lee? …… Nunchucks? …… Hoohoo haha?! Seeing An Feng's completely oriental face, the baseball kid couldn't help but recite the video he had watched recently. He rolled his eyes and greeted his companion neatly: "Let's go, let's go play elsewhere." ”

An Feng smiled and watched as the other party scattered the formation, and then surrounded him in an encirclement, among them, several children walked very close to An Feng, tied their hands and seemed to want to use force, but their leader immediately shouted a few words in Latin American - An Feng understood, but he pretended not to understand, and still stood in place with a smile.

The leader said, "We don't have time, don't mess with him."

The baseball kid stopped at the sound, then pretended to bend over to clean up the court and prepare to evacuate. Two baseball kids naturally walked to the bag snatcher, bent down to set up the bag snatcher without seeing it, and Shi Shiran was ready to leave. An Feng sneered loudly and shouted, "Aren't you going to leave two sticks behind?" ”

Am I really a dead man? The police are coming, and I just have to drag them until the police arrive, and your organization will be exposed. As for dragging until the police arrive, is it difficult? Why don't you give it a try? It's just, if you try, you'll die!

The leader hesitated for a moment, then immediately distinguished the priorities and ordered: "Give it to him." ”

When there were two bangs, two bats were thrown on the ground, and the baseball children began to retreat without hesitation...... Child.

The child was taller and stout than an ordinary adult, but his face was like a child's, silly and stupid, and he came out of the alley with his hands in a daze. One of the children who was evacuating saw him appear and shouted in Latin: "Laguerre, why are you here...... Well, we're leaving, you can't run fast, just pretend you don't know us. Remember, you don't know anything. ”

Ragai, who had just appeared, was a little clumsy, and responded inarticulately: "All, all gone?" Where's my dinner? You promised me. ”

"Ask him", the last baseball kid pointed at An Feng and said.

Laguerre turned to face An Feng and said vaguely: "Okay, whoever wins will take care of the meal, you ......"

It was an extremely ugly face, with two eyes that were obviously one big and one small, the garlic nose on the face was very piercing, the upper lip was fat and turned up, and the lower lip was not too thin...... In short, this is a face that is not coordinated no matter how you look at it, and you always feel that something is wrong. What is particularly amazing is that this face is only twelve or thirteen years old, but he is one meter eight in height, and his small arms are thick, similar to An Feng's thighs.

Look at this posture, look at this body, about An Feng kicked up, he could pop out far away, but the other party didn't move at all.

An Feng confronted the other party face to face for a moment, An Feng frowned, and later, he frowned again.

At this time, the siren suddenly faded away, and the baseball boys of the police were spotted, so they shifted their target and chased the latter...... Of course, they will get nothing, because all the actions of the baseball kid are legitimate.

As a result, only An Feng and this tall ugly boy were left in the alley.

An Feng's eyebrows were twisted together, he looked at the other party's face, and took a deep breath of cold air.

This face An Feng is a little familiar.

If it is more enlarged, the face is older, the height is a little taller, the arms and legs are a little thicker, and the person is uglier, that is what An Feng used to be...... Cannon fodder.

The so-called cannon fodder is called a "partner" to put it mildly, and to be precise, it is called a "meat shield".

At that time, Laguerre was not called "Laguerre", he was called "Big Man" - a nickname he lived up to, so that no one among his companions was nicknamed "Big Man" after him. Of course, no one in this line of work uses their real names, and the name "Argyll" is nothing An Feng doesn't know, it's just an ordinary mercenary.

No one in this business will pay attention to the background and experience of their companions. So An Feng didn't know how the "big guy" became his "meat shield", only vaguely knew that the "big guy" was a retired soldier, and he was so tall, not because of genetic inheritance and adequate nutrition, but because he suffered from "gigantism".

It is said that when he was a child, the "big guy" was a little unable to keep up with his nutrition because of his overdeveloped body, which led to imperfect brain development, and he was a little demented in his usual work, and his execution of orders was very rigid. But...... His cerebellum is very well developed.