Jiangbei's idea is simple.

Qin Jiu ran first, and he broke back.

In case these people catch up, how can he delay some time.

Seeing that the two were about to escape, the bald four people chased after them with a steel pipe.

Qin Jiu stood still and didn't move, lowered his arms and took the schoolbag off his back, and with a slight throw of his right hand, the schoolbag fell right in front of Jiang Bei.

"Take it."

Jiang Bei grabbed the schoolbag with both hands, and before she understood her intentions, the girl in front of her had turned into an afterimage.

Let Huang Mao, who was rushing in the front, grab his right hand, Qin Jiu grabbed the opponent's collar and raised his knee and knocked on the opponent's lower abdomen.

Huang Mao flew out upside down, kneeling on the ground and vomiting.

On both wings, two hooligans flanked left and right.

Qin Jiu's right foot paused lightly, spun around, and kicked with both feet, imprinting two shoe prints on the chests of the two at the same time.

At this time, the bald head just rushed to her back and swung the steel pipe in his hand and smashed it into her back.

"Be careful!"

Jiangbei rushed over.

Before he could save the beauty heroically, Qin Jiu had already turned around and kicked over, and the soles of his sneakers slapped his bald face.

The bald head flew out diagonally, spurting out a mouthful of blood in midair, and a tooth attached to the flesh flew out and landed on the ground.

In the pocket, the phone vibrates.

Qin Jiu took out his mobile phone, and an unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.

She reached over the fingers of her right hand and pressed the connect button.

Jiang Bei hugged her pink schoolbag (prepared by her grandfather) and was dumbfounded.

At this time, she is still in the mood to answer the phone?

"Little classmate, you seem to have forgotten to return the book."

A pleasant baritone, gentle with a smile.

Qin Jiu's face was not red, and he was not panting.

"I haven't finished reading it yet, I'll be back tomorrow."

The bald head staggered to his feet, and his eyes were dark and he fell back to the ground.

The other three little hooligans, who were already as pale as paper, got up in a panic, picked up their bald heads and left in a panic.

One of them accidentally stepped on a steel pipe that fell to the ground, making a screeching sound.

On the other end of the phone, Shen Zhifei frowned, and his eyes swept over the monitoring screen on the computer next to him.

"Good. Then stay safe on the road and see you tomorrow. ”

"See you tomorrow."

Qin Jiu hung up the phone and raised his wrist to look at the time.

At this time, it was already about ten minutes past the end of school.

How did he know that she hadn't come home yet?

Pulled the side zipper of the schoolbag that Jiang Bei was holding, took out a wet towel and wiped his hands slowly, Qin Jiu reached out and took the schoolbag in Jiang Bei's hand.

Turn around and go.

Jiangbei chased after him, "Hey...... That one...... You...... You wait! ”

Qin Jiu didn't stop his footsteps, didn't turn his head, and walked out of the parking lot quickly.

On the Mercedes-Benz car on the side of the road, Ye Nanxing was already waiting impatiently.

Seeing Qin Jiu pull to the car door and sit in the back seat, she frowned and complained.

"Why did you go and make us wait so long?"

Throwing a lemon candy into his mouth, Qin Jiu looked out the window with a sideways face.

"Buy sugar."

Ye Nanxing glanced at the skittles in her hand and pursed her lips.

It's just a broken skittle, what's so delicious?

A hillbilly who has never seen the world!

The driver started the car, the Mercedes drove into the fast lane, and the red sports car in the parking lot also drove out and left.

Seeing the Mercedes-Benz go away, Shen Zhifei took Ding Rui across the road and into the underground parking lot.

Looking around, he stepped over the steel pipe dropped by the bald head on the ground, his gaze swept over the pool of undried blood, and froze on the fresh broken tooth.

"Little things."

The corners of the man's lips tugged slightly, and his tone was doting.

For a moment, he smiled, always lazily with a little smile in his eyes, dyed with a winter-like chill.

"Let it go, Qin Jiu, the sophomore (9) class of the experimental high school, no one can move!"