Ling Guang looked at the sky, dusk couldn't resist the night, revealing a little star, beautiful like a confession scene in a romance novel'.

At this time, Ling Guang remembered the girl he had agreed with him many years ago, and her figure seemed to be blurred a lot.

Ling Guang shook his head and looked at the girl in front of him, this is true.

"That's... I want to move on with you. Jiang Biyu's voice broke the silence,

"Oh.." Ling Guang was a little surprised, and found that a layer of pink appeared on Jiang Biyu's fair face. The two walked forward slowly, and Ling Guang saw the corner of the intersection in front of him, which was a good place to confess his vision.

Ling Guang clenched his fists faintly. Suddenly, the roar of the motorcycle approached, and several characters resembling Tricky Boy came down from the motorcycle, with strange hair colors, pierced ears, and some had nose rings, holding baseball bats in their hands.

Ling Guang knew them, knew that they were the so-called Street Fighters, the bosses of the group of big kids, and knew that they were the five scum of the war, but he would definitely be bombarded into scum when he fought.

At this time, the thug with the nose ring walked up and said, "You kid is the fool who can't speak, Xiao Wu said that you go to school here It seems that there is a lot of oil and water, yo, there is a little rich woman here." The other thugs laughed.

Ling Guang looked at the frightened look of the girl in front of him, and quickly punched the gangster in front of him, and then he felt that he had been hit the back, and he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

The thug next to him said disdainfully, "Will I call a fool to hit?" Listening to the laughter of the gangsters, Ling Guang wanted to struggle to get up, and then the gangster leader was trampled down again, Ling Guang looked up at the sky, the stars had been covered by clouds, and the sky was only gray, Ling Guang lowered his eyes, a fool does not deserve love.

At this moment, the roar of the engine like the roar of a wild beast was heard in the distance, and everyone looked at the place where the sound came from, only to be blinded by the dazzling bright light.

Ling Guang saw this car clearly

"Beast", exaggerated leopard-like streamlined body, silver paint, and a small leopard like a leap in front of the car.

"Jaguar type," Ling Guang muttered. Then everyone heard a sound of brakes, and the rear of the car threw out a beautiful arc.

The door slowly opened, and a foreigner in a black suit came out, with slightly curly brown hair, brown eyes, and a thin face.

The most striking thing is the red bow tie in the middle of his clothes, which embellishes the whole person. He bowed slightly and saluted everyone in front of him, looked at Ling Guang lying on the ground, and said, "Hello gentlemen, I am looking for Mr. Ling." The gangster whistled and said, "Fools have become sweets these days." The foreigner frowned and said, "This gentleman, please don't insult Mr. Ling Guang." Then the thug slowly walked up, put his face on it, and said, "Say it again." The foreigner looked at his face and said, "Please don't.." Before he could finish speaking, the baseball bat swung over, and the thug was so confident in his stick that he once knocked a man a meter away in a dry fight.

The foreigner's hair was blown by the strong wind, and he reached out to block it, and the wooden baseball bat broke. The thug was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt as if he had been hammered in the face, and then his eyes went black.

The leader of the gangsters lay on the ground, the brown-haired foreigner took out the square towel in his jacket pocket and wiped his hands elegantly, and the gangsters next to him all looked frightened, they were just street gangsters, not thugs and terrorists, compared to this man, they were like docile sheep.

The foreigner slowly walked towards the thugs, and by this time it was already raining lightly. Someone in the thugs shouted, "Fight with him" and then someone took a long cloth bag from the motorcycle, and the man took the cloth strip away, and heard a dull sound of the machine, and then there was a fierce sound of breaking the air, and a gray light pierced the rain curtain and flew towards the foreigner.

And the foreigner's expression is still leisurely, when the crossbow arrow approached the foreigner, the foreigner roared, the roots of the green tendons on his head were exposed, at this moment everyone felt that his aura had changed, if he was a graceful nobleman just now, then now he is a terrible tyrannosaurus.

He instantly pinched the gray light with two fingers. When everyone saw it, it was a silver-gray crossbow bolt with a faint light shining on it.

Then, with a flick of his finger, the bolt fell to the ground with a clanging sound. Everyone watched the foreigners quietly, and when the crossbow bolts fell to the ground, the gangsters reacted one by one, quickly got on their motorcycles, and fled as fast as they could.

What a joke, they are confident that it is people, not ferocious monsters, that they can defeat. The momentum of the foreigner slowly converged, and he became an elegant nobleman again.

He returned to his car and took out a black umbrella and propped it up on top of Ling Guang's head, and a voice rang out in Ling Guang's ear: "I believe you are Mr. Ling Guang." Ling Guang nodded, then his eyelids sank, and his eyes went dark.