Seven or eight people rushed into the alley, and the passers-by in the alley were frightened and wondered, which unlucky guy provoked such a gang of gangsters?

The red-haired shoehorn face named Agui led the way in front, and the yellow hair swaggered in the C position, even with a few young people around him.

I feel like the generals of ancient times are going on a campaign, and they are the warriors around the generals.

"Boss, I thought of it, let's call it, East Enemy Thief!" The first Chinese pink hair said flatteringly to Huang Mao.

Huang Mao, who only has a primary school education, is very happy: "Good, good, very good!" ”

Actually, where did he understand this? But I don't want to lose face, but I don't know how to respond, so I can only say two good words.

"Boss, it's just ahead!" Hongmao pointed to a family in front of him and said.

"Let's go, hit him first, what's too late!"

"Boss, caught off guard!"

"Yes, it's out of reach! Let him move the woman that our brother Zhu likes! ”

A group of people walked to the gate of the courtyard in a rage, and just wanted to rush in and smash everything, and beat the person named Jiang Qiao to the ground and clean up.

"Jiang ......" Huang Mao hadn't even stepped into the courtyard gate with one foot, and a fireball the size of a basketball rushed straight towards them.

Huang Mao and a group of other people froze directly in the alley in front of the courtyard gate, and he couldn't put his foot down.

The fireball rubbed against the air, creating a stabbing sound.

Hearing this, the gangsters were weak for a while.

Bang!

The fireball exploded on the marble table and stool.

There was a rumble, and debris flew everywhere.

There were even some debris that flew onto Huang Mao's face, marking blood marks.

"Old ...... Old, boss?! You have blood on your face! "The red hair is already scared and his legs are weak. The group of people in the back were so frightened that their legs went limp.

At this time, the fear yellow hair met Jiang Qiao's eyes, and the latter's eyes were blank and his face was serious, as if he was staring at him.

In Huang Mao's opinion, that look was even more terrifying than the executioner!

But in fact, Jiang Qiao was just thinking about it.

"Yes, there are youkai ....." he swallowed, twisted his body, turned his newly raised foot to the other side, and walked through the courtyard gate like a puppet.

"Youkai—" As soon as he walked through the courtyard gate, he rushed out of the alley as if fleeing, like Bolt the second.

"Boss, wait for me, boss!"

Seeing this, a group of thugs didn't have any intention of staying here, and they also ran away with Huang Mao like a smoke.

......

Jiang Qiao's heart seemed to be dripping blood, it was a table that he had spent a lot of money to buy, a set of marble tables and stools, and it was ruined by a fireball in Xiao Hei's mouth.

At the same time, his heart was full of surprise, he didn't expect that a fireball the size of a basketball could have such power.

You know, the fireball I rubbed out that day was twice as big as the one just now.

Jiang Qiao began to fantasize about the appearance of being invincible in the world when he rubbed the fireball with his hands......

Hey, was there a group of delinquent teenagers passing by just now?

Forget it, no matter.

However, Xiao Hei didn't know how much trouble it had caused, and ran under the pots of flowers.

"Blackie." Jiang Qiao called it over.

"Meow?" Cheng Xiaohei jumped over.

Jiang Qiaoqing coughed twice and changed his serious face: "Xiao Hei, you can't use magic in front of others casually in the future, not in front of Sister Xi, it will hurt her, understand?" ”

"If you understand, call three times."

"Meow meow!" Xiao Hei seemed to be able to fully understand Jiang Qiao's words, and he called three times accurately.

"Okay, Xiao Hei is really obedient, you go play." Jiang Qiao nodded with satisfaction.

"Meow~" Cheng Xiaohei jumped on the courtyard wall and found a comfortable place to lie down and bask in the sun.

At this time, Aunt Wang, who was carrying a dozen vegetables, happened to pass by Jiangqiao's house again.

She glanced into the courtyard, was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile:

"Yo, what about the small bridge to decorate the yard? Be safe, ouch...... Such a good marble table and stool is smashed like this? What a pity. ”

When Jiang Qiao saw it, he didn't know what to say, so he had to say haha: "Yes, yes...... Thank you, Aunt Wang. ”

......

In the evening, Cheng Ruoxi came back to Jiangqiao's house.

At that time, Jiang Qiao was still sitting in the courtyard, and the parchment in his hand had been replaced with review materials and test papers.

"Jiangqiao, what's wrong with your house, earthquake or explosion?" As soon as Cheng Ruoxi entered, he saw debris and stones all over the yard, as well as half of the marble table that remained in place.

It's not that she's too exaggerated, it's that the scene of Jiangqiao's house is too war-damaged.

"No, there was a little accident." Jiang Qiao said perfunctorily, it's not that I don't say it, the key is that I said that your cat spit out a fireball and blew up the yard like this, will you believe it?

"Be careful." Cheng Ruoxi didn't ask, just put down a bag of food, and picked up a broom to clean up in the yard.

"Sister Xi, don't touch those stones, how dangerous they are, I'll call someone to deal with them tomorrow." Jiang Qiao picked up the bag, and there were two bags of barbecue fried skewers inside.

"Hey, Sister Xi, you know me too well, how do you know that I happen to be hungry for barbecue?" The corners of Jiang Qiao's mouth left tears of discouragement.

"Eat it, you're there, where is all this." Cheng Ruoxi bent down and swept carefully, her long black hair covering her face.

"Jiang Qiao, I don't have time to cook for you today, and I have to make up classes in the evening." She whispered.

"It's okay...... Jiang Qiao's mouth was stuffed with meat skewers, and he just ate and drank, "That's all there is to eat." ”

He knows that Cheng Ruoxi is a typical learning maniac, who is either studying or on the way to study on weekdays.

"Hmm...... Jiang Qiao, has anyone been looking for you lately? Cheng Ruoxi said softly.

"People? No, who will come to me but you. Ebashi made a light-hearted joke.

He already had a guess in his heart, and the person Cheng Ruoxi was talking about was probably Zhu Guanhua.

He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and no matter how fragrant the skewers were, they seemed to have lost their taste.

Gotta give that brute a little color!

……

After sweeping the floor, Cheng Ruoxi left in a hurry with his schoolbag, and he had to rush to make up for the class tonight.

The night opened, like frost and moonlight, Jiang Qiao walked towards the door little by little, twisting the handle slightly.

He was stunned and realized that something was wrong.

Then I hurried outside and bought a cup of slightly sugary bubble tea.

……

Sylvie sat on the opposite side of the storage room with a small stool early, and felt that it seemed impolite to sit on the floor.

The moon is rising, and the day when she and Jiang Qiao will meet is approaching.

This week, she has been collecting information about the problem of Jiang Qiao, consulting various magic books, and writing letters to ask the Grand Magus in the name of "Little Bear Loves Gummy".

Finally, a solution to the river bridge problem was found.

In the midst of this, she wrote a short essay of 500 words and sent it to the Magic Council.

It is said that it is a paper, but in fact, the whole article is irresponsible conjecture, and Sylvie does not have the ability to conduct experiments.

She is only responsible for guidance, hypotheses and conjectures, as for argumentation...... Leave it to the old-fashioned old men.

Why hasn't the door opened yet...... Sylvie's heart was filled with anticipation and fantasy at the same time, and a little anxiety.

Of course, it's definitely not because of that cup of milk tea!