The decoration of the dormitory caused Pihua to wander aimlessly in the park every day after school, remembering the old uncle's commission, Pihua took out a white letter and searched around the bustling street.

The atmosphere of the small town is more leisurely, life is not so busy, the scene of traffic has become the characteristic of the big city, here can be called the most prosperous district of the city, bright lights, colorful churches, a line of famous shops next to the lamppost, bright and colorful signboards hung on the street, and the city where Pi Hua lived in the past is simply a small hair.

The crowd of vehicles is endless, and it is also difficult to cross a road, Pi Hua lamented that the pace of life of urban people is really busy, there is no mobile phone, no GPS positioning, and it is not until dusk that he finds the neighborhood in the letter.

In the noisy and noisy street, Pihua took the letter and asked for directions like a foreign traveler, until he heard the shouts of a group of rough men in the distance,

"You have been in arrears for a week for this period, do you want to pay it, if you don't have any money, get out of me immediately!" Another tattooed man said.

The tattooed man was followed by a few boys, who were only about the same age as Pi Hua, but each of them was smoking, dyeing their hair, and their faces were fierce and lawless.

The surrounding shops all chose to pull up the security gates, and no clerk came out to settle the dispute, but the citizens and tourists next to them were standing aside to watch the play, and a foreigner of medium stature walked out, said a bunch of French to the group of hooligans, and then was punched back a few steps, this punch caused the foreign man's nose to bleed, and then said a few words of French and fled.

"What's wrong?"

"Something happened. “

The citizens next to him were whispering, saying bad things about these hooligans, but no one dared to come forward to help, not even pick up the phone to call the police, but a few were taking pictures.

Bihua is not interested in this matter, not that he will not save him when he dies, but he has seen too many of these pictures, he is not a superhero, and he will not intervene in everything to help, just when Pihua was about to walk to the side of the public telephone to call the police, he noticed that the harassed store was the location he was looking for.

"Alas" Bihua sighed helplessly, rubbing his nose.

walked up to the audience who were watching the play, pushed them away, and stood up in the crowd.

"Another victim," said the middle-aged uncle in the crowd.

Bi Hua glared at him fiercely and said, "What qualifications do you have to say about me just standing on the sidelines, can you solve the problem with your mouth or eyes?"

The middle-aged uncle had nothing to say, and silently left the crowd, and the audience on the side also felt guilty and didn't dare to face the teenager in front of him.

The group of hooligans was still saying a bunch of ugly things, and at this time Pihua swaggered up to the hooligans.

"What's the matter? Another one wants to be a hero to save the United States?" The tattooed man said.

"Save the beauty?"

Hearing the words of the tattooed man, Bi Hua realized that they were bullying a girl, seeing the long flowing black hair, the woman's pure pointed melon-shaped face, and the thin waist of the willow, Bi Hua will never forget it for the rest of his life, it was the cold goddess he met on the train.

The woman's face is still a cold face, as if she is a fairy in the world, and nothing foreign can shake her, and compared with the girls with heavy makeup now, her pure and cold side is highlighted.

The woman also glanced at Pihua, but quickly turned her head, so that Pihua was puzzled and did not understand whether she recognized herself or not.

"You guys, don't bully a girl, go back quickly, I can let you live." “

The man looked at Bi Hua's clothes and waist, and found that he and Ben had no weapons in hand, and after discussing it with the little brother next to him, he said, "What kind of force are you kid?"

"A first-year student at the Brahmandus School," said Bihua exclaimed.

Hearing this, the woman glanced at Bi Hua again.

The hooligan boss also asked this for the sake of insurance, after all, a teenager dares to stand up and speak alone, most of them have forces behind him, but now it is clear that the young man in front of him does not have the support of the underworld or high-ranking officials, but is just a fool who does not measure himself.

"Brother student, have you figured out the current situation, this is not a school, you are not discipline, are you in the wrong place, you just go home!!"

Facing the man in front of him who was about the same age as Bi Hua with the smell of smoke all over his body, Bi Hua said: "If I were Feng Ji, I would shave your cockscomb head with one hand." “

Just as the man wanted to make a move, Pi Hua showed an evil smile, with a kind look, and pressed the man's head to the ground with one hand.

The other hooligans couldn't see it and rushed to help.

"System"

"Force"

Current experience: LV2 250/500 (hard labor)

Bi Hua is like a tiger descending from the mountain, one thunder and two flashes, one punch and one person, only the tragic wail was heard, and after a while, the hooligan brother was all paralyzed to the ground, and only the tattooed man was left in front of him.

Terrorists are not afraid, in the face of these weak hooligans, Pihua can easily solve them even if they don't use the system, and now they are just used to brush up experience.

However, Bi Hua is also unstable in his control, and the hooligans who are paralyzed on the ground are fractured at best, broken bones at worst, some are still screaming consciously, and some have directly lost consciousness and fainted.

"Don't.. Don't come here!" The tattooed boss couldn't help but say this, and at this time, the man's feet had continued to shake, and he fell to the ground and couldn't stand up. In the face of Pi Hua approaching step by step, the man had no chance to escape, and his feet were not under his control at all, although he was usually the boss on the top, but in the face of the monster in front of him, he realized his insignificance.

"Well, can we go home now?" Bihua said with disdain.

"Yes, yes! Thank you, big brother, for your mercy. The man barely managed to get up with his hands on the ground and stumbled towards the crowd.

"Wait"

Hearing Bi Hua's scream, the man's whole body shook directly.

Pihua lifted the hooligans on the ground with one hand, and one by one fell to the tattooed man and said, "Pick up your little brothers, and remember to shave his cockscomb." “

"Yes, yes. The man said again and again.

"Tell your boss that I'll take care of this street from today onwards, and I'll see you in the future, and don't blame me for being rude. “

Seeing Bi Hua's blood-red eyes, the tattooed man immediately dragged his little brother on the ground and fled in embarrassment.

The matter is over, the audience is slowly dispersed, and the girl behind her coldly said thank you to herself. I turned around and went back to the store.

Bi Hua suddenly took the woman's slender and smooth little hand and said, "Wait." “

Instead of feeling shy in the face of the man's attack, the woman was disgusted by the physical contact.

When Bi Hua saw the woman's expression, he originally planned to come to a hero to save the beauty and hug the beauty, but it had the opposite effect, and he immediately let go of his hands.

After some searching, Pihua took out a white letter from his backpack and handed it to the woman.