Lucky Records

The alleys in the old city are intricately distributed, and people will lose their direction soon after entering it, just like stepping into a lost city.

Song Lan has lived here for 21 years. He is familiar with every road and alley here.

Just now he also saw a few sneaky figures before chasing them out. After seeing those people entering a straight alley, he walked around to block them.

To be on the safe side, he took a bamboo pole that was placed outside the door of someone else's house to dry clothes.That kind of bamboo pole material is hard and powerful when struck, and it is very good for self-defense and as a fighting weapon.

In fact, it was true, Lu Xiang was really a little confused by his knock.

He touched the back of his neck that was hit just now and turned around quickly, and then saw Song Lan.

Under the street lamp, Song Lan raised her chin slightly, and the hair on her forehead covered her eyebrows and eyes.

The warm light shone on his face, making the lines of his face very soft. If it weren't for the casual standing posture, Lu Xiang really couldn't tell that this was the little gangster who attacked him just now.

The bamboo pole weighed heavily in his hand, and then hit the road one by one, making that rhythmic and orderly sound.Because the night in the alley is very quiet, this kind of sound is infinitely amplified, very deterrent and very scary.

The two stood at a distance of about two meters, looking at each other's everything.

Song Lan is in the light, and the sound of the road is in the dark, so Song Lan can only see the other party in general.

That was the first time he saw Lu Xiang, who was tall and imposing.Many years later, when he thinks of this first encounter, he will still feel an indescribable throbbing, and of course he will never forget the real pain.

A bicycle passed by on the next street, and a burst of bicycle bells broke the deadlock between them in the night.

"Turn around and stand against the wall." Song Lan took a step forward and raised the bamboo pole to Lu Xiang's shoulder blade.

Lu Xiang was stabbed by him, but he didn't move or make a sound.

"Don't understand the words? Recite it!" Song Lan became angry, and her voice was raised this time.

The bamboo pole hit Lu Xiang's shoulder twice again, the force was not light.

Lu Xiang resisted the force without turning around, but took two steps towards Song Lan, with a bit of force.

"Your mother, let you lean against the wall!" Song Lan simply cursed.

"There's something on the wall, you can't get past it!" Lu Xiang replied, this was the first sentence he said, with a standard Beijing accent.With a low magnetic voice, he lightly told the fact to Song Lan, who was already a little furious.

Song Lan glanced in that direction, and there were indeed piles of waste as he said.He poked the road sound harder again, "Go there and rely on it!"

"Take it easy, clothes are expensive." Lu Xiang answered the second sentence.

He is wearing a knee-length long coat today, a classic Armani style.

When talking, the corner of the clothes happened to be missing in the light and shadow. Song Lan saw that it should be made of high-quality cashmere, and then said with a smile: "You also know that it is expensive? Are you very knowledgeable! You really know how to choose."

There are several companies in the fabric market that make high-end fabrics. Song Lan has been working there for several years, so of course she knows the texture and price of the fabric this man is wearing.

A few hundred yuan per meter, plus labor and waste materials, the cost of making a coat like this will be three to four thousand, and the price can be even higher if a brand is attached to make a high imitation of those famous international brands.

It is because every store will have ready-made garments on display, so in the past, when a store was stolen in the market, in addition to the loss of money, some samples of good material and shape were also lost at the same time.After all, it is convenient to steal clothes, and if you put one on yourself, it will be the same as what you wore before, and no one will be able to find out.

"There's a lot of nonsense, let you lean over to hear it, can't you understand? Damn, I'm going to lose my temper! Get angry (meaning angry)!"

The first sentence was well said, and the momentum could be overwhelmed, but the next sentence almost made Lu Xiang burst out laughing, feeling that this little gangster and robber was simply unprofessional!It's like a child pretending to be a housewife, quarreling over a disagreement, and the party who couldn't quarrel in the end simply said, "If you do this again, I will ignore you!".

He raised the corner of his mouth calmly, then turned around and walked to the place Song Lan had designated him to lean on just now, and put his hands on the wall.

"Take out the things." Seeing that Lu Xiang was arrested without a fight, Song Lan asked him to hand over the stolen goods.

The wallet is in the car, and the phone is not a fake diamond version, so at this time, apart from the watch in his hand, the only thing he can take out to save his life is the string of [-] pieces lying in his pocket.Lu Xiang thought for a while, then asked him: "It's in my pocket, can you get it yourself?"

"If you ask you to take it, you can take it. Why are you so busy, can't you understand me? Your Chinese class is taught by a math teacher?" Song Lan couldn't see his face clearly, and felt that he was nothing. The big and tall guy on the shelf, talking all night, it is very difficult to communicate.

Lu Xiang obediently took out the eighteen sticks in his pocket, raised his head, and waited for Song Lan to come up to pick it up.

"Just this one?" Song Lan asked.

"The rest is not with me."

What I saw before was indeed a few people, but now they spread out to act, this single thief might be telling the truth, Song Lan thought so.

He approached, and leaned against Lu Xiang's back with a long bamboo pole, making sure that he couldn't move for a while, then raised his hand to hook the string in his hand.

Before the hand arrived, Lu Xiang asked again: "Are you sure to take it from me?"

Feeling that she was playing with some signs, Song Lan increased the strength in her hand, and with the other hand, she hooked the string of unknown things into her pocket.

I thought I was done, and I was able to take people to the nearby police station, but before I could show a happy smile, everything turned around.

In just a second, Song Lan's hands were cut behind him and he couldn't move.

The bamboo pole fell to the road with a bang, bounced several times in succession, and finally rolled into a dark ditch on one side.

Song Lan cursed: "Fuck your mother, you fucked me."

It was only at this time that he realized that Lu Xiang had just asked him if he wanted to get it himself, it was all a trick, in order to make him lower his defenses and wait for an opportunity to counterattack.It's so fucked up, I may really have a severe fever, and my brain is not working, I am so stupid now.

Since Lu Xiang was young, no one dared to scold him like this in front of him, including Wang Zheng, even though he hated him half to death in his heart, but such insulting and vulgar language had never appeared.

Hearing Song Lan's scolding, he gritted his teeth, bent his knee to the hollow of his calf and pressed him directly, making him kneel down on the ground.

That kind of power is terrifying. When Lu Xiang was a soldier, he was the champion of close combat for three consecutive years.In addition, because his parents divorced when he was a child, someone chewed his tongue behind his back, and he didn't beat him half to death, so he has long been the king of fighters in their compound.

"Ah~" Song Lan took a pain from him, couldn't hold back and cried out, "Fuck!"

In fact, Song Lan also fights, and he is pretty good at it, but the opponent is a master of fighting and has received professional training, so he can only be manipulated like a dead fish.

Lu Xiang resumed his previous silence, and reached into Song Lan's pocket to take out the string of eighteen seeds.When he took out Shiba Zi, he also brought out a card. When the card fell to the ground, he picked it up and stuffed it back into Song Lan's pocket. At the same time, he caught a glimpse of the word Yu Junyan.He took it out again and looked at it under the street lamp, and finally put the business card back into Song Lan's pocket.

He cut Song Lan's two arms with one hand, and simply pulled his neck with the other.

All of a sudden, the posture of the two became one up and one down, one looking up at the other.Song Lan was forcibly pushed back by Lu Xiang, his jaw was completely out of strength, and it was almost dislocated by Lu Xiang's tiger's jaw.

"You know Yu Junyan? Who are you?" Chang Lu Xiang spoke first this time, speaking in a hurry, but Song Lan could understand.

"What's none of your business?" Because her chin was pinched, Song Lan could only pouted and spoke, looking pitiful.

At this time, both of them were exposed to the light, and the light and shadow shone on their faces at the same time, allowing them to see each other clearly at a close distance.

Lu Xiang saw Song Lan's eyes covered all night, full of peach blossoms and stars.Maybe he was pinched by himself, and there seemed to be a teardrop hanging from the end of his eye. There was an indescribable softness and grievance in this situation.

But what Song Lan saw was a pair of phoenix eyes with aloofness and indifference. Combined with sharp eyes and extraordinary bearing, this person is like the dragon king who came out of the novel, making people look up to him.

"The business card in your pocket, that Yu Junyan, do you know him?" Lu Xiang changed his tone, this time he became much more polite, and the question was not as aggressive as before.

Although I don't know him, but I have a hunch that Song Lan's beauty GAY should have a slight relationship with this tall and strong man in front of him, otherwise he wouldn't ask twice!And the second time, his attitude towards himself obviously changed.

"So what? He's my girlfriend!" Song Lan blurted out, staring at Lu Xiang for a moment, trying to see something on his face.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for more than ten seconds, he laughed loudly, "If you are his lover, you are probably dead by now. To be honest, do you know each other?" Seeing Song Lan staring at him without speaking, he thought of another One possibility, "Are you an employee in his store? I saw that you look good, with thin skin and tender flesh. Why are you coming out to rob because of the bad business?" "Don't be embarrassed to say, you Go out and do it, what shame is there!"

He said a bunch of inexplicable words, the general meaning and tone were mocking himself.Song Lan is very smart, and now he has turned his head around. He is very clear that the Long Jun and the beauty GaY in front of him should not be friends, otherwise his words would not be so mean.

At this moment, I have to think of other ways to protect myself.

Just when he was choked again by the sound of the road, he saw the blue-red light dangling at the entrance of the alley.

Shanghai's law and order is well-known throughout the country. Even in the old city at night, there will be joint defense police on duty to patrol.This point happened to be the beginning of the night patrol, and they were on the main road, so 100% of the people passing by just now were patrolling people.

In order to save herself, Song Lan yelled at the other end for the first time: "Help~"