Jiang Shi hasn't ridden a bicycle for a long, long time, but even if all the previous cycling experience is counted, he has never tried to ride a bicycle at such a speed, this newly bought bicycle is a bad crime, the first time he was on the road was tossed to death by Jiang Shi, for a while, the sound of parts on the car was loud, if it fell apart in the next moment, I'm afraid no one would feel any surprise. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If the car is equipped with a computer watch, it can be found that at this moment, under Jiang Shi's control, the speed of this bicycle has reached more than 40 kilometers per hour!

At such a speed, even the fastest person in the world can't catch up. The driver gave up after chasing for a while, and could only look at the distant bicycle and sigh.

Then the young man who followed saw that his driver did not catch up, and ran up and kicked the driver, the driver shook and did not move, and the young man then scolded: "You are a waste! You can't even catch up with a bicycle! After you go back, you go to the family law enforcement office to get the fine!"

"Yes, Second Young Master!" the driver said respectfully, not daring to have the slightest dissatisfied expression on his face.

Another middle-aged man who got out of the car just now walked over, looked at the young man, showed a slight look of disdain, and then hid it well, and turned to the driver and said, "Fang Quan, how difficult do you think it is to make the tires like this?"

"It's easy to break a tire!" replied the driver named Fang Quan, who didn't know what the middle-aged man meant, with a little confusion.

"I mean, what if you didn't use any weapons with your bare hands?" the middle-aged man asked again.

"This ...... I can't. Fang Quan had to admit this, but he was a little unconvinced in his heart, but it was difficult to say it in front of the middle-aged man.

"Steward Fang, what do you want to ask?" the young man asked puzzled, his tone much more polite than when he spoke to the driver.

"Second young master, it's nothing, I just asked casually, do you think you should find another car to take you to school, or wait for Fang Quan to change the tires?"

"In addition, it will be more troublesome to find a car, Fang Quan, hurry up and change the tires, don't delay my errands!" said the young man, turning his head and walking directly to the car.

After he walked away, the butler lowered his voice and said to the driver: "Go back and check what the other party is about!"

"Yes!

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Jiang Shi rode a bicycle and came to the school leisurely.

Parking the car, Jiang Shi looked up at the teaching building, which was a taller building than the main building of their high school.

College is a university, and it is definitely not comparable to high school.

The office area of the Faculty of History and Archaeology, where the Department of Archaeology is located, is located on the top floor of this building.

He walked up the steps in front of the building and stood towards the gate.

At this moment, Jiang Shi suddenly heard someone shouting "be careful" behind him, he subconsciously turned his head to look behind, but before he could turn around, a flower pot fell from the sky, snapped, and landed right on top of his head.

The flower pot fell apart in an instant, and the earth splattered.

Jiang Shi was stunned for a moment, and then understood why someone shouted "Be careful" behind him, but it wasn't just a flower pot, and it didn't fall from outer space, what's the big deal?

The more critical question is, if you don't scream this, I won't stop, and if I don't stop, how can the flower pot just hit me on the head?

With a hint of speechlessness, Jiang Shi turned his head with inertia, and then saw the person who opened his mouth to remind him, a girl with a ponytail and a heroic face. Jiang Shi grinned at the other party, his original intention was to tell the other party that he was fine, but this smile combined with the dust on his head looked so weird in the eyes of the other party.

Jiang Shi patted the dust on his head, feeling a little unhappy, such an accident ruined his already good mood. As for what kind of reaction a flower pot should have when it falls on his head, he doesn't bother to care.

He had just taken a few steps forward when he heard the girl shout again, "Wait a minute!"

Jiang Shi stopped again and turned to look at the girl suspiciously.

The girl walked up to Jiang Shi in three steps and two steps, looked at him carefully, and asked with concern and confusion, "You...... Are you alright?"

"What's the matter, you think I'm supposed to be okay?"

"No, no, I didn't mean that," the girl quickly shook her head, "I mean, a flower pot that fell from the seventh floor fell to the head, are you really okay?

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern!" Jiang Shi said casually patting the dust on his head again.

The other party looked at Jiang Shi carefully a few times, and still said with a little disbelief: "It doesn't make sense, I don't even look injured at all!"

Jiang Shi saw that the other party had a tendency to not give up until he reached his goal, so he changed his tone, pointed to his head, and said the rhetoric that he had thought about to deal with various special situations a long time ago: "Actually, I have been practicing iron head skills since I was a child, and ordinary things really can't smash my brain, so you should be satisfied, right?"

"Is there really such a powerful kung fu in the world?" the girl muttered to herself.

The girl was stunned by Jiang Shi's words, and when she wanted to ask again, she found that the other party had already gone to the front in the blink of an eye, and disappeared in a flash.

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At the same time, the second young master of the Fang family, who had had a skirmish with Jiang Shi on the road before, also came to Pingjiang University by car.

The housekeeper went to go through the formalities, but Second Young Master Fang was bored, so he dragged the driver Fang Quan around the school. He heard that the beauties of Pingjiang University were like clouds, and he had long been itching, originally with his identity, what kind of woman did not have, but how could the society be compared with the school, what he wanted was that pure feeling, the kind of pretended purity where could he deceive a veteran like him for a long time.

However, he regretted that today was the weekend, not only did he not see the beautiful women like clouds, but he didn't even see a few people.

"It's so fucking boring!" Second Young Master Fang scolded.

Fang Quan secretly slandered in his heart: Hanging out with you here is called real boredom!

"Eh, wait a minute," Second Young Master Fang suddenly stopped as he passed through the library, raised his chin at the parking shed and said, "Look, isn't that car a little familiar?"

Fang Quan looked in the direction indicated by Second Young Master Fang, and recognized it at a glance, wasn't the very eye-catching brand new bicycle under the parking shed the same guy who broke the tire on the road and caused himself to change the tire on the road for more than twenty minutes?