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On the pedestrian bridge, small traders and vendors spread rags on the ground and opened their businesses, narrowing the originally wide footbridge by half. On the street stalls, there are gloves and socks full of thread, children's toys that smell strange, and chicks that are dyed in colorful rattan baskets...... Together, they form the grey landscape on this flyover.

At this time, it is the evening rush hour, and the people on the overpass are coming and going, and the river is endless.

A middle-aged man in his thirties leaned his arms on the railing of the flyover, looking thoughtfully at the colorful neon billboards in this bustling area, as if thinking about life.

He wore a knee-length black fur-collared trench coat, a palm-wide scarf that tightly covered his entire chin, and a pair of big sunglasses at night.

A man in a leather jacket with his arms on his chest swayed close to him, a mask covering half of his face, a pair of obscene little eyes looked him up and down, and after determining his economic strength, he suddenly pulled his clothes without warning.

Exhibitionism?

Exhibitionism?

The middle-aged man in sunglasses took a step back sharply, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"Big brother, don't you look at your phone? Guaranteed licensed, in a hurry to sell, sold cheaply! The man opened his arms and exposed his bony chest, and spoke quickly to the middle-aged man in sunglasses in a thick dialect, and the inside of his clothes was full of all kinds of mobile phones, as if they were mobile phone counters.

The middle-aged man in sunglasses was stunned by the "local characteristics" here, and after a short silence, he shook his head like a rattle.

The man was already impatient, his profession had already refined a pair of fiery eyes, and the middle-aged man in the sunglasses really had no intention of entanglement, and he put his clothes on and resumed his arms and chest, and swayed away, like a lonely ghost.

"Oh my God......" The middle-aged man in the sunglasses frowned, stretched out his hand and pushed the sunglasses that had slipped down, revealing a pair of blue eyes at a glance.

He straightened out the parted hairline that had been blown by the wind on the footbridge, and he had thick black hair, but if you looked closely at the hairline, you would see that there was a little inconspicuous blonde at the roots, and it was clear that this was his real hair color, and the blackened hair was just a disguise.

"Unscrupulous vendors who occupy flyovers selling shoddy goods, heavy pollution that almost suffocates people, and four-wheeled cars that are all over the streets that were obsolete 50 years ago......

"Damn it! What the hell is this place......" the middle-aged man in sunglasses muttered dissatisfiedly, in standard Lamb language.

"This is the combined part of the [Huaxia Region] of the [Earth], the [Mountain City Base] A and B regions of the third-magnitude star of the great [Galactic Alliance], referred to as the 'AB Junction', my dear friend." Behind him came a man's voice, also in Lamb.

The middle-aged man in sunglasses turned his head suddenly, and a pair of panicked and vigilant blue eyes stared through the sunglasses at the same blonde Caucasian man.

This Caucasian man with a small hat on his head and a white apron stood in front of the barbecue grill and took care of the lamb skewers that were grilled by charcoal, which blended perfectly with the entire background environment, and greeted him with a stiff Chinese accent:

"Lamb kebabs, lamb kebabs, freshly grilled lamb kebabs! The man ate the erection, and the woman ate the watery ......."

"I'm sorry." The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth in sunglasses twitched twice concealedly: "I only like to eat stinky tofu, and I must go with this." ”

As he spoke, he took out a Coke from the pocket of his trench coat and shook it in front of the lamb skewer man.

The mutton skewer man's eyes suddenly bloomed with heat, and he reached out to take the coke, but the middle-aged man in sunglasses quickly retracted his hand, and said to the mutton skewer man with a smile: "Want it?" Pay! ”

"Oh, don't worry, my friend, we [Shabi] people are the most reliable." The lamb skewer man shrugged his shoulders, but his eyes never left the Coke in the hands of the middle-aged man in his sunglasses.

"Reliable?" The middle-aged man in sunglasses pouted: "One of us who lives in the [First Rank Star] and a Shabi who lives in the [Second Rank Star] make a trade, but we have to choose a pedestrian bridge at the AB junction of the [Third Rank Star], do you think this is reliable?" ”

"You see, even you think it's unreliable, who would have thought that?" The lamb skewer man laughed, his blue eyes revealing slyness: "This will keep us safe." Okay, now give me the stuff, I've already brought the money. ”

Saying that, the man patted the dirty backpack he was carrying cross-body, it seemed to be the money bag he collected when he sold mutton skewers, and it seemed that business was good today, but no one could have imagined that this was an astronomical amount of cash.

"I hope you don't play any tricks, otherwise—" The middle-aged man in sunglasses stretched out the Coke in his hand with some distrust, and below it were all kinds of vehicles that kept passing by:

"As soon as I let go, the Coke will be crushed by those car tires that should have been eliminated a long time ago, and you won't get anything!"

"Come on, aren't you risking your life to steal this thing out of your institution just to sell it for a good price?" The mutton skewer man said relaxedly, he felt that he had already eaten this middle-aged man in sunglasses.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting, "Run!" Chengguan is coming! ”

The middle-aged man in sunglasses and the mutton skewer man were stunned, and before they had time to react, an aunt with a basket of chicks got up and ran away in a panic and hit the middle-aged man in sunglasses on the buttocks.

"My Coke, oh no!" The middle-aged man in sunglasses shouted hysterically, and the mutton skewer man was also stunned, they wanted to get up and look under the overpass, but they were all frightened by the torrent of small merchants and vendors who were hiding from the chengguan.

They lie on the ground like characters in the classic old movie "Jurassic Park", trembling and looking up at a group of prehistoric monsters running and roaring past.

"Fack! That's what you call safe? What's going on here? The middle-aged man in sunglasses pouted his buttocks and covered his head with his hands like an ostrich, and yelled angrily at the mutton skewer man.

"How do I know, the clothes and stalls are rented, and this is the first time I've encountered this kind of thing......" The mutton skewer man's eyes were also full of panic.

At the same time, under the overpass, in the middle of the endless roadway, Pan Xiaoxian squatted there with his head covered, and tears came out of his eyes.

"! Isn't it just crossing the road? I can't do any bad things! Pan Xiaoxian looked at the ground, a can of Coke was lying there, and it was miraculously not broken.

"I hate littering the most!" Pan Xiaoxian just wanted to kick the Coke away, but suddenly reacted, no, if it was an empty bottle, how could it hurt so much?

Pan Xiaoxian picked up the cola and shook it in his hand: "Hehe, good luck!" ”

"Didi-" A car stopped suddenly, and the driver poked his head out and scolded: "Damn it!" What's crazy on the roadway! ”

Pan Xiaoxian didn't say anything, and lay down in front of the wheel of the car on the spot - if you run over it, Lao Tzu will be down for the rest of his life!

“…… You're awesome! Soon there was a large traffic jam behind, and the successive honking of horns made the driver finally compromise, reverse, depressed, and then drove away around the young man.

Pan Xiaoxian got up with a smile and quickly crossed the roadway with a Coke, arrived at the sidewalk opposite, quickly grabbed a bus that was about to leave, habitually sat down in the last row, and then turned on the Coke, tasting the fruits of his victory.

"It tastes a little weird...... Mom's overdue! I knew I wasn't that good! Pan Xiaoxian glanced at the small print printed on the Coke.

"Forget it, a can of Coke costs three yuan star coins, it's shameful to waste it!" Pan Xiaoxian frowned, tilted his neck and drank the bottle of Coke, and then burped contentedly: "Sure enough, the iced Coke is the most refreshing......

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