Before the three of them could walk out of the bar, everything was back to normal.

It seems that the incident just now is just a small episode for those present.

No wonder.

"Shishi, I have to praise, your brother is so handsome when he is angry!"

Tan Xiaoran held Wen Shi's arm and danced excitedly.

"The appearance of your family is simply against the sky!"

"Bingqing, did you say?"

"Nymphomaniac." Fang Bingqing raised his hand and poked Tan Xiaoran's skull.

"Yes, little nymphomania!" Wen Shi smiled and agreed.

The three of them were noisy all the way, and it wasn't until they got into Wen Ci's car that they all shut up tacitly.

Nie Sen was not in the car, and in the driver's seat was Wen Zi himself.

Wen Shi sat in the co-pilot, and Fang Bingqing and Tan Xiaoran sat side by side in the back seat.

Fang Bingqing looked through the window on the right and saw that on the inconspicuous building across the road, there were four big characters in earthy yellow - "Golden Dart Pawnshop".

"Pawnshop?" Fang Bingqingwu thought to himself, "Is there anyone still opening this this year?" And it's still in City B, where every inch of land is valuable? ”

It's a big world, and there are no surprises.

The car started quickly, and the words "Golden Dart Pawnshop" slowly disappeared behind him, and even the words "Golden Dart Pawnshop" were erased from Fang Bingqing's thoughts.

...

Y is north of the 'Xiongwen Imperial Capital', and H is south of the 'Xiongwen Imperial Capital'.

Wen Ci took the lead in driving to Y University, and after sending Tan Xiaoran to it, he went around in a circle and went to H University.

According to ordinary people's thinking, Wen Ci should send Fang Bingqing to H University first, and then send her sister Wen Shi at the end.

Unexpectedly, the car was the first to park in the community where Wen Shi lived.

"Here we are." Wen Zi reminded Wen Shi on the co-pilot.

"Let's send Bingqing first." Wen Shi proposed.

"I'll go back along Chinatown later, and don't turn this way." Wen Zi said.

“... All right. Bingqing, then I'll get off the car first. ”

Wen Shi then began to unbuckle his seat belt.

"Well, rest early, see you at school tomorrow."

If Wen Ci wants to walk along Chinatown, it is indeed more convenient to send her in the end.

"Brother, you remember to send Bingqing downstairs to the dormitory, don't leave it at the school gate, otherwise you will have to walk for a long time."

Wen Shi leaned over to the window of the car and told her uneasily.

She, the old brother of a straight man of steel, is really capable of such a thing as throwing a beautiful woman on the side of the road.

"Hmm." Wen Ci responded lightly, hung up the reverse gear, and drove the car away from the community.

In this way, only Fang Bingqing and Wen Ci were left in the huge car.

It was empty, but it seemed cold.

I don't know when, Wen Ci turned on the stereo, and played soft and soothing music randomly, which made Fang Bingqing feel that the car was much gentler.

Outside the car window, the neon lights that were clearly extinguished and turned off quickly recoiled, forming several multicolored light lines in the dark sky.

Fang Bingqing listened to the music, looked at the scenery outside the car window, and thought back to what happened in the "Imperial Capital Bar" just now, and somehow thought of the young people who had been following her for so many years.

They are like these lights, scattered in all corners of the world. It's small, but it shines at the right time.

They have very different personalities, some are calm and alert, cautious and rational, and some have bright and unbridled personalities.

They have their own lives, careers, families, circle of friends...

However, whenever something evil happens, they are always able to gather in that virtual space in a very short time.

Leave everything in reality behind, put on cold code names one by one, twist into a rope, obey her orders, and give the enemy a fatal blow!

Many people think that 'hackers' are a group of mysterious and terrifying beings, like a cold dagger that can effortlessly cut a person's throat, making it impossible for them to scream or struggle.

After all, in today's era of advanced technology, there are too many people who use network technology to do bad things.

But we should believe that there will always be someone who is willing to stand in the darkness to guard the light.

No one knows better than Fang Bingqing that behind the cold code names in the "Ten Thousand Poisons Alliance" are one hot heart after another.

Just like the heart in her body—beating for injustice, surging for justice.