"Hey beautiful, where are you going?"
A blond thug on a bicycle whistled as he approached, his lewd gaze lingering on Shishi's beautiful face and graceful figure.
Before the groping hand could even reach out, it was kicked off the bicycle with a bang, and the bicycle crashed to the ground.
Guagua retracted its thin little legs, looking disgusted.
As the train was scanning the area before pulling into the station, this guy rode his bicycle and snatched a woman's bag, speeding away. Luckily, there was a small slope in front of her, so the woman didn't dare to chase after him, and he succeeded.
This phenomenon became truly rampant in the 1990s when the economy gradually improved, with motorcycle gangs becoming not only ruthless but also dangerous, targeting people for money and even murder.
People die for wealth, birds die for food.
Since there were no valuables in the bag, or perhaps she was frightened, the woman ran away. The blond guy probably only dared to come back because he saw that the main character wasn't there.
Riding a beat-up bicycle, how dare you rob someone?
Okay, it's definitely advantageous to make a quick move on a slope.
He dared to turn back after robbing the items, and the bag was gone, so there must be accomplices nearby.
This kind of trash dares to grope its owner, ha!
Passersby stared in disbelief as Huang Mao was sent flying backwards.
Damn, what the hell? I witnessed a flying acrobat in broad daylight!
That was a pretty hard smash; I could hear the bones cracking.
Because he took off so suddenly, not many people caught the moment he took off, so no one knew how he crashed. They just assumed that the blond guy had gone too far while trying to be cool.
Especially for men who own bicycles, some have tried to show off their skills by taking their hands off the handlebars. How they fall is not important; the important thing is that they fell.
However, because the car that Huang Mao fell to the ground was pointing in the direction of Shi Shi, and because she is so beautiful, it attracted a lot of attention.
Xie Lin held her hand tightly, his muscular body like a wall blocking her way. His eyes flashed with cold light, and his powerful aura startled Shi Shi, causing her to quickly look away.
It was terrifying; it looked like they were about to be stabbed right through their bodies with their eyes.
With great interest, Shishi pointed at the blond-haired man and said, "You love to perform so much, were your ancestors acrobats?"
A few generations ago, acrobatics were like actors, and back then, "actor" wasn't a compliment.
Someone chuckled, and everyone watching burst into laughter.
Huang Mao was still questioning his life, not understanding why he had suddenly flown away, even though he clearly had one hand on the handlebars.
He did raise his other hand, intending to brush past her and touch her.
Why did you suddenly fall?
But he could feel something kicking him, like a foot.
But the two people in front of him were still two meters away, their legs couldn't possibly stretch that far, and he didn't see them make any moves.
He suspected he had encountered a ghost and involuntarily shuddered.
Hearing the mockery directed at him, shame and anger overshadowed his fear. He gritted his teeth, supported his back, and got up, his eyes filled with malice.
Just wait, this outsider is so arrogant, he won't even know how he died. Once he gathers his brothers, we'll definitely make them pay.
That little beauty, hehe, don't beg for mercy later.
His wicked gaze didn't miss a beat, and he kicked the boy's butt hard.
Whoosh~
This time it flew a long way.
Moreover, it flew in a straight line, only squeaking to brake upon landing, and then thudded to the ground.
The blond-haired man was terrified. He lay on the ground for a long time, too scared to get up. He didn't even dare to lift his head. He was covered in cold sweat and his face was buried in the ground as he trembled.
A sinister voice played on repeat in his ears, a voice that sounded neither human nor human, a hissing sound: "Give me back my life~, give me back my life~"
The others were also terrified, their faces turning pale. They dared not linger any longer and quickly dispersed.
There's a ghost, there's definitely a ghost.
Only a ghost could control a person to fly in a straight line and then brake to a landing; that's something a normal person couldn't do.
A ghost that can appear during the day must be a vengeful spirit.
Run! Don't let the evil spirits target you.
Guagua sneered, "Master, thank you, you stinky egg. In a few years, when motorcycles are still in vogue and biker gangs rise, that will be the real hell for foreign tourists and ordinary locals."
"It's due to poor public security and the economic gap, especially in G City, where the law is extremely rampant, causing countless injuries and ruining many families. The country should prepare for this as soon as possible."
In peacetime, without the sound of gunfire, it's laughable that our own people would turn their knives on each other.
Banning motorcycles is impossible; it's a product of its time. We can only address the issue from other angles.
"Um."
This is a long-term plan.
It's difficult in some ways, but not difficult in others. The vicious cycle triggered by money can be solved with money.
As long as the economy is stable, people have jobs, enough to eat and wear, and extra money, they probably won't have the inclination to rob.
Human nature is unpredictable, but economic development is essential.
Upon returning from the country where they had been digging for supplies, the two immediately came up with an excellent idea: to engage in large-scale export trade and earn money from foreigners.
The closed-loop plan works like this: they go overseas to "buy goods" without taking any money; China exports to poor countries; and once those countries develop, China goes to "buy goods" again, thereby promoting China's economy and building itself into the largest trading nation.
Although it's a bit despicable, it's still a good method.
Lacking the ability to save the country, we can only offer our meager strength.
Shishi's reasoning was: the life of the future richest man is worth hundreds of millions of gold. If they want my life, they will give away hundreds of millions of gold as compensation.
How much is a billionaire heiress? It all depends on when they stop coveting her life.
Putting aside the hatred towards Shishi, tens of thousands of innocent people died tragically and humiliatingly during the war. We only received a small amount of money from the invaders to develop our country and prevent their descendants from suffering. It was too good for them.
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