The black Mercedes-Benz was hung with a black sign. The car door opened and Tang Mei sat in. Qin An vaguely saw Ye Qing turn around and talk to Tang Mei.

There are many car license plates in China. Qin An has never deliberately studied them, but he also knows the power and status symbolized by the license plate of this car.

Qin An looked at the mercedes away, Tang Mei turned around and looked at him, the eyes of the two of them scattered on the street corner.

Qin An lowered his head and kicked away a stone under his feet. The stone drew a sharp arc and hit the street lamp pole, making a "clang" sound, bounced open.

"Qin An, I am your woman, you have to remember." Tang Mei said the last sentence when she left.

He is not shy or reserved, but just naturally states the facts. Only Liao Yu and Tang Mei can say this sentence in this way.

Qin An is her backbone for Liao Yu. He is the person who lets her escape from all kinds of nightmare possibilities. Liao Yu is attached to him. In her opinion, it is his woman, which means that she no longer has to worry about whether the man she is looking for in the future is ok.

Tang Mei said this, but just because she was, she never thought that she would have other men. She kept pretending to be him in her heart. She had been waiting silently until one day, she was worried in a panic, afraid that he wanted to forget that she was his woman.

"Tang Mei... Why is it such a name? If it were another name, maybe things would not be as awkward and complicated as it is now. You said you wanted to see it because of your smile, so why don't I feel that it is a regret? In this life, I will spend the most time before I call you a wife."

Qin An took out his cell phone and pressed such a text message. He hesitated for a while, but did not go out directly. He pressed the key to delete a few words, pressed it out again, and selected the most familiar number and came out.

Qin An didn't expect an echo, nor could he have an echo, so he put his phone in his pocket. He looked up at the bright sunshine. Although there were sad reasons that made people feel less bright, there were always more reasons for happiness, which made him smile softly and comfortably.

Qin An waved his hand to stop the car. There were fewer taxis on this section of the road. After waiting for a while, someone stopped him first. Qin An was about to walk to the middle of the road. He felt that there was some movement in his pocket, so he didn't hesitate much, so he turned around and kicked him out.

A young Uyghur with a slightly brown-yellow curly head, thick eyebrows and crooked nose was hit by Qin An, and he immediately stepped backwards, hitting the street lamp pole before stopping, screaming and paralyzing on the ground.

Qin An did not expect that the Uyghur people would have such a long history. He stood there and looked at the Uyghur thief who screamed more and more miserably and more and more exaggerated.

In his impression, these Uyghur thieves never went out alone. They were all in groups, with a large number of people. Even if the stolen people appeared, they would dare not speak out when they surrounded them, and they could only leave angrily.

These thieves are ethnic minorities and are used to being arrogant. Qin An knows that they will definitely not give up on this matter.

As Qin An expected, several Uyghur people rushed over, and ignored the screaming on the ground, and came around Qin An.

However, Qin An walked towards them silently, suddenly pulled off the belt around his waist and sucked it into the face of the Uyghur man at the front.

"Bang!"

The belt made a terrifying sound in the air. Qin An's belt is a famous brand, pure Italian top cowhide. The belt head is not light, but it is just a low-key bronze metallic color. However, the brand logo is very clear. When the belt is swept over, a big famous luxury logo suddenly appeared on the Uyghur face, which is particularly eye-catching.

The Uyghur people's real scream made the other Uyghur people stunned. They always looked down on the Han people. As long as they surrounded them, no one was so scared that they ran away quickly? Have you ever seen someone who dared to come up and hit people on their own initiative? In addition, there were five people who were stealing things.

Taking advantage of the slight shock of the other three, Qin An slashed the other person's neck with one palm, but the second person was injured in his throat and couldn't scream in pain, so he lay down directly.

The remaining two looked pale this time. Uyghurs fought hard, but they rarely said anything like this. They seemed to feel like they were a thousand people, ignoring the huge difference in the number of people, and just came here.

It is said that the young people are loyal and united, so that they make everyone afraid of each other, but the remaining two are obviously not. When they reacted, they felt that the other party was standing there, one head taller than them, and had a strong figure. There was no reason to be afraid of them. After looking at the three people lying down, they turned around and ran away.

Qin An did not chase him, and asked the people who were surrounding him to watch the fun: "Who can send them to the police station?"

Most of the students are watching the fun. These days, the students are quite energetic, and some people are eager to try, but the two Uyghurs who ran away did not really escape, but just stared at this place from a distance.

Seeing the Uyghur people staring here fiercely, with threats hidden in their eyes, no one dared to imprison people to the police station.

Qin An looked around for a week and looked at the group of people who were frightened by the two people. He had no intention of making any passionate speeches. He did not want to educate them to muster up the courage and naturally shocked the little girl. He took out a stack of old heads from his wallet and handed them to the student who took the first step and was about to escort the Uyghurs to the police station. "Everyone goes together, and everyone who goes there should be a bonus for bravery. In the future, if there is such a situation, everyone will be able to escort the bonus for bravery."

Now there must be money. Qin An will not have so much time to stay here to see others be brave and then give them some bonuses. However, after this incident was spread, there were more escorts to the police station. Uyghurs would have to restrain themselves and others would have more courage.

Money can make the devil push the grind, not to mention that Qin An said it well. The bonus for bravery is too many people and courageous. No one cares about the two Uyghurs who were wide open and regretful and shocked with their eyes.

The people around also understood that the Uyghur people were trying to steal Qin An's mobile phone just now, but this was a good person. The money he took out might be much more than the money he had stolen from his mobile phone and sold it.

Seeing the team escorting Uyghur thieves moving away in a vast distance, Qin An was still standing there, turning his head, looking at the bus stop and saying, "Come here."

On the bus stop were an elderly couple, two student couples, three middle-aged men who looked like office workers, and a strong man in black.

It was just now that the people waiting for the bus at the bus station missed a shuttle bus, and of course they were paying attention to Qin An. When they heard Qin An shouting here, they looked at each other. I don’t know who he was calling. The boy was so fierce that he just beat people and his calm and sophisticated handling things made people think that he wouldn’t have provoked him by accident.

"Stop pretending. Who would be waiting for the bus with a wallet filled with a hundred-dollar bill without a change?" Qin An said with a smile.

The strong man then took out his wallet from his pocket and flipped through it. Sure enough, there was no change. It seemed that when Qin An walked past him just now, he was looking at him while holding the money package and looking for change. He didn't find the change and was standing here waiting for the bus. It was indeed suspicious, but he did not expect Qin An's eyes were so sharp and his heart was so delicate.

"Sorry, I have no other intentions. I just acted on orders." The strong man from black walked to Qin An with a wry smile.

"I also see you familiar. Many times when Tang Mei was studying in the community, there was always an extremely strong cleaner sweeping the clean floor from a distance, and then when he arrived at the school, sometimes Tang Mei skipped classes and went to the tree to read books under the playground, and another strong cleaner sweeping the clean floor from a distance. The movements and figures of the two people were no different... Of course, what I really noticed is that after Peng Xixian was beaten, I saw you smiling at him once, and he ran away with a pale face. I was sure that you were Tang Mei's man." Qin An always knew that there were people around Tang Mei, and some were more hidden. He had this feeling, but he couldn't tell who it was. After all, he had not done any safety work, but this strong man was quite conspicuous.

"Son-in-law, you are so amazing. Actually, I have sold rice noodles in Qingshan Town, just across from Cross Ping. However, I have a bad business and have never made any money. What I made is the taste of California beef noodles, and people in Qingshan Town don't like it." The strong man looked at Qin An admiringly. He was just simply hiding his identity, but ordinary people could not pay attention to it. The son-in-law was indeed like the eldest lady, and neither was an ordinary person.

"Or don't work as a cleaner, find a way to open a rice noodle shop at school, anyway, it's just hiding your identity." Qin An said.

"This... I have to ask the eldest lady for instructions. It's just your son-in-law. The eldest lady should not object." The strong man said with some embarrassment.

"You call her the eldest lady?" Qin An didn't care about the title of "son-in-law" of the black strong man, but the title of the eldest lady made him a little confused.

"Yes." The strong man said naturally, just like he called Qin An "Son-in-law", exuding a kind of inner recognition.

"What's your name?" Qin An asked again.

"Zhang Xiaofei." The strong black man said that his name was Zhang Yida. The eldest lady said that the Yan people had Zhang Yide. My name was similar to him. It sounded like two brothers. Zhang Yide called Zhang Fei, and I was Zhang Xiaofei."

The people around Tang Mei are also working in security work, so they are really honest... Qin An looked at him and wanted to ask in a little confusion. But since he was Tang Mei's person, he naturally got Tang Mei's explanation and could ask what he could ask.

Qin Anya looked at the direction of the sun set. Miss, shouldn’t it be the woman who grows lotus step by step, picking flowers and smiling like a Buddhist Zen realm?
Chapter completed!