When night falls, the area around Shengshi Ronghua Pedestrian Street begins to be lively again, with neon flashes and crowds of people.

Li Mao and Ge Ge are two security guards on the shopping street. Li Mao is in his early twenties, not very tall, with a strong and well-proportioned figure, thin in clothes, and muscles in undressing. Ge Ge, who walked with him, was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a bloated figure, a waist as thick as a bucket, and the largest size of the security uniform could hardly cover his fat body.

Li Mao vigilantly scanned the flow of people in the duty area, like a dedicated frog searching for pests. Ge Ge was also sweeping the duty area with a pair of swollen eye bubbles, but he was staring at the slender waist and plump buttocks of the beauty.

"Brother Ge, there is a situation." Li Mao suddenly touched Ge Ge with his elbow.

Ge Ge was startled, he thought that he was being discovered by the beautiful woman's boyfriend and he was peeping.

"The situation? Where? Where is it?! ”

"That's the one in the suit." Li Mao pointed to a man in a silver suit on the side of the flower bed on the corner of the street, the man was slender and tall, his hair was smooth and oily, he was holding a large bouquet of roses in his arms, and his eyes were looking left and right unnaturally.

"He seems to have something pinned to his waist, and you can see that his hands are always on his chest."

"Maybe it's a diamond ring, and people are going to make a romantic confession to their girlfriend." Ge Ge grinned, seeing Li Mao's frowning, his chubby little hand slapped on his shoulder:

"Alright, brother, I only earn a thousand and eight a month. that heart! ”

"That's our duty area, what if something happens?"

"What could happen, he could still get a bomb out of his arms?" Ge Ge pursed his lips and pushed Li Mao: "Let's go, if there is a bomb, it is a matter of public security, we are security guards, we earn 1,080 a month, regardless of food or housing, and the five insurances are paid according to the minimum standard for small security guards without provident fund." ”

Li Mao stood still, his eyes were still staring at the man in the suit, although it was already the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather was still hot, and people all over the street were still wearing short-sleeved singles, and it was really weird to go shopping in a suit.

Li Mao pushed Ge Ge away, determined to go over and interrogate.

When the man in the silver suit looked around, he suddenly found a man in uniform walking towards him, he was very nervous, lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while, but he threw the roses in his hand to the ground, and suddenly rushed to the door of a sushi restaurant opened by a Japanese, he raised his hands high, and waved violently in front of the long queue in front of the door:

"Friends, please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Park In-young, I am from South Korea, which is not far away, I love my motherland, and I love your motherland. It's you Chinese, Dokdo belongs to us Korea, and only Mr. Cang belongs to Japan. I love my homeland, long live the Republic of Korea! The Japanese are all dead! Smecta. ”

The man in the suit speaks Mandarin very lamely, and the appearance of dancing is very funny. The scene was a little cold for a while, and dozens of pairs of eyes stared at him indifferently.

Looking at a pair of indifferent, suspicious, and mocking eyes, the man in the suit was furious, and he tore off the suit with a "poof", revealing a leopard-print vest and a skinny chest, and a row of explosives tied to his waist!

"Please don't underestimate our determination to defend Dokdo!"

"Wow! Performance art, this is art, this is real performance art! "A fashionable girl with two freckles on her nose does a five-body worship posture.

"I'm a mother, it's really performance art." The boyfriend holding her thin waist responded exaggeratedly, but he was thinking in his heart: "Whose SB is not closed well, come here for two." ”

"It's so creative."

"It's so passionate."

"It's really elegant."

……

The crowd was like a pot of boiling water, boiling in an instant, all kinds of screams of worship came and went, and the flashing lights of mobile phones intertwined into a brilliant light curtain.

The man in the suit completely collapsed.

"Hurry up, hurry away, danger!" Li Mao noticed that something was wrong, the bomb on the waist of the man in the suit looked like a real guy, and he waved and yelled in an attempt to evacuate the crowd.

But the crowd had fallen into a frenzy, and they preferred to believe that the scene in front of them was a creative performance art, and instead of ignoring Li Mao's yelling, they showed disgusted expressions.

"An SB."

A young and beautiful girl glanced at Li Mao with disdain, and she stuffed her mobile phone into the hands of her comrades: "Help shoot one, help shoot one." After that, he pulled his shawl and long hair, rubbed the ground to the man in the suit, hunched his waist, pouted, and posed in what he thought was the cutest.

More people ran to take pictures with the men in suits, and fierce quarrels broke out because of cutting in line, accusing each other of pretending to be forced and of low quality. The man in the suit squatted down in pain, covered his face with his hands, and then ravaged his messy hair frantically. He cried, and after crying, he got down on his knees and silently pulled out a windproof lighter from the pocket of his anti-theft underwear.

Smack, smack, smack......

The lighters brought from the mainland are a bit unsuitable, and they don't catch fire until they spark.

"Wow, even the details are so perfect, it's amazing! I'm going to be dizzy! …… Hey, have you two played well, do you understand art, vulgar. ”

“SB！”

"You SB."

"The cubic of your SB!"

"Multiply the cubic of your SB by two!"

……

Many people stopped fighting and concentrated on the men in suits, making a worship sound like spring silkworms gnawing on mulberry leaves.

Li Mao felt that the opportunity had come, and he tiptoed like an agile black panther and quietly approached the man in the suit......

Syllable! The lighter finally sparked.

"Yo-hee, the products of the Republic of Korea are still reliable!" The man in the suit said happily.

"Is this a flame from the stars?" A girl in a miniskirt asked adoringly, the skirt was short and her thighs were white and thick.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way!" Li Mao's lips were dark, and his intuition told him that something was wrong, and he warned the girl in the short skirt with the man in the suit, but he got a look of disgust.

"The determination of the Republic of Korea to defend its territory cannot be desecrated, Smecta." The man in the suit raged, and he violently pushed away the girl who was attached to him, igniting the fuse of the dynamite in front of everyone.

"****, play really." The crowd exploded, and all kinds of people rushed for their lives, trampling on each other and making a mess.

"Please remember my name, my name is Li Mao!" At the moment before the explosion, Li Mao jumped and threw down the man in the suit......

The next day, the city's evening news broadcast a short message: At about 9 o'clock last night, on the Shengshi Ronghua Pedestrian Street in the southern district of our city, a migrant worker tied six detonators to his waist and asked the boss for wages. The police at the police booth of Shengshi Ronghua Pedestrian Street of the Chengnan District Bureau rushed to the scene of the accident and urgently evacuated the crowd. The police carried out meticulous and patient persuasion and persuasion work for the parties, but because the parties were more emotional, the persuasion work faced failure. At the moment of crisis, a plainclothes police officer made a decisive attack and rushed forward to subdue him. Subsequently, the detonator was detonated on the spot under the auspices of EOD experts, and there were no casualties. At present, the migrant worker has been criminally detained, and he will be severely punished by the law.

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