Chapter 32: This Face Is Good[20.2]

The man was very cooperative and started the motorcycle.

It's a top-of-the-line racing bike with excellent performance.

It's not difficult to catch up with those two thieves, but it's hard to know where those two people are.

But this point didn't seem to be difficult for Fang Bingqing.

Her hands clutched the armrests behind her, and instead of screaming in horror in the car like other women, she calmly pointed out the direction in the man's ear from time to time.

"Turn right!"

"Go straight!"

"Turn left!"

"Go in the middle!"

"Southeast Street!"

“……”

Under the command of Fang Bingqing, the car drove to a small retail area and housing area in the east of Nancheng District of City B.

This is the center of the economic level of the southern urban area of City B.

The streets are a bit narrow, with stalls selling groceries scattered on both sides of the street.

The helmet man has good driving skills.

Well, very good!

No matter how quickly Fang Bingqing's order was given, and no matter what obstacles were in front of him, he could pass safely.

Two people who have never known each other cooperate very well at this moment, like partners who have known each other for many years.

Finally, at the mouth of an alley in a narrow street.

"Stop!"

With Fang Bing's crisp and loud words, the motorcycle tires handsomely drew an arc on the ground, and then stopped smoothly.

"One tall and one short, one fat and one thin, it should be in it."

Fang Bingqing jumped out of the car, glanced at the broken motorcycle at the mouth of the alley, and clearly stated his judgment.

With that, he took his travel bag and threw it to the helmet man.

"Don't touch anything, wait for me for three minutes!"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Bingqing strode into the alley.

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"I've been following it for so long, and I thought it was a lot of money in my bag! It's only 30,000 yuan, it's a fart! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, big fat, you are half and I am half, hurry up and get a share."

Sure enough, it's here!

Fang Bingqing looked at the thin and fat two people squatting in the middle of the alley, and his dark eyes revealed a hint of evil smile.

"Who?!"

The tall fat man with his back to Fang Bingqing turned his head vigilantly.

"Damn, where did you come from, beautiful?" The other short, thin man had bright eyes and rubbed his hands together.

"It's just, it's quite smart, it's not very old. Sister, what's the matter, play with our brothers. Just play? ”

The tall and fat man also showed a complexion, and even the bag with money on the sole of his foot was a little disregarded.

"Okay." The corners of Fang Bingqing's mouth curled, and he said coldly: "Then you come over a little." ”

After speaking, before the tall and fat and short and thin could take a step, Fang Bingqing flew forward and kicked the tall fat man on the side with a twist and side.

Then, another sharp left fist hit the short thin man in the left eye.

The tall fat man saw that the situation was not right, and while covering his head, he took out a fruit knife from his trouser pocket.

Taking advantage of Fang Bingqing's efforts to beat the short and thin man, he was about to stab her in the back with a knife.

Fang Bing noticed it early in the morning, and was about to break the fat man's wrist with a back kick, but he only heard an "ah"!

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the fruit knife falling to the ground and the man's wrist bone breaking.

"Eventful!"

Fang Bing said darkly.

Turning neatly, he kicked the short and thin man in the waist and abdomen.

While he was snorting and covering his abdomen, his left hand was inserted from the man's right armpit, and with a backhand hook, his arm was wrapped around his back.

Without blinking, he ripped off the short man's shirt, went around his neck, and held his palms behind his back, making him unable to move.

Then he kicked the short thin man to the ground without pity.

"Still playing? Well? Fang Bingqing smiled evilly, bent down and picked up the satchel on the ground.

Catching a glimpse of the tall fat man who also fell to the ground behind him, and the "helmet man" who took off his helmet beside him, his eyes turned cool.

A refreshing flax hair, with a steady and soft temperament.

"This face looks good."

Fang Bingqing commented in his heart.