Chapter 438： Girl, are you filming?

Chapter 438 Girl, are you filming?

This kick, Ning Youguang's kick was crisp and neat, full of strength.

The robber was kicked and lay on the ground. He quickly got up, and then roared at Ning Youguang—

The wonderful fight between the two began.

…

on the other end.

The woman whose bag was robbed stopped running when she saw that Ning Youguang was fighting with the robbers.

Because the bag was robbed, she didn't have a mobile phone to call the police in time. She turned around anxiously in place for a few times, and found that Ning Youguang was able to fight, and there was an obvious tendency to suppress the robbers, so she quickly turned around and ran to the crowded area of ​​the World Trade Center.

"Girl." When she came back here with two security guards, what she saw was Ning Youguang sitting on the ground alone with her bag, wiping sweat.

"Where's the robber?"

"Run." Ning Youguang didn't have the strength to explain, so he pointed the direction to the two security guards in front, "Go over there."

The two security guards got the information and immediately chased the robber in the direction she pointed.

"Auntie, have you called the police?" Ning Youguang reached out and handed the Hermes green crocodile leather bag in his arms to the woman dressed in all colors, "Look, is there anything missing?"

Just after that fight, she was sweating profusely and panting heavily.

I'm exhausted, I haven't had such an exciting fight for a long time.

After giving the bag away, she wiped her face casually again. Her face was covered with dust and she didn't wipe it clean, but she didn't care. Now she just wanted to take a few more breaths and breathe evenly.

"It's reported." The woman nodded happily, and she didn't even catch her breath.

did not prevent her from taking Ning Youguang seriously.

"Girl, are you all right?"

"It's okay." Ning Youguang continued to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

The woman who was robbed of her bag saw her small, clean and delicate face, wet with sweat and smeared with a few smudges of ashes, only then did she react, she quickly took out a pack of wet tissues from her bag, and took out two Hand it to her, "The most valuable thing is this bag, as long as the bag is fine."

She patted the crocodile leather bag in her hand, without any intention of continuing to check the contents inside.

With the movement of her bag, Ning Youguang was hooked by the green jade jade bracelet on her wrist at a glance, and then she saw a huge yellow diamond ring on her ring finger. Visually, at least ten carats or more.

The woman who can afford to carry millions of Hermes crocodile leather bags has written all over her body - "rich and powerful".

She squatted down, and just wanted to care about Ning Youguang for a few words, but was frightened by the red blood on the sleeves of her beige sweater.

"Girl, are you injured?! I'll take you to the hospital." Different from the flamboyant dress on her body, the woman has a fair, delicate, round face, without makeup, with a good foundation, beautiful facial features, and eyes. The nose is the nose, it looks very temperamental and friendly, and it is a very rich face.

"This blood is not mine." Ning Youguang lightly brushed the sleeves of the sweater covered in blood, but did not brush anything, "It belongs to the robbers."

"That's good, that's good." The woman breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled gratefully at Ning Youguang, "Thank you just now, little girl."

As she said, she reached into her bag and quickly took out a red brocade box, "I just bought it at the World Trade Center. I gave it to you as a thank you for your help."

"No need, Auntie." Ning Youguang smiled and rejected.

"Take it, take it." The woman's smiling eyes were almost burnt on Ning Youguang's face, "You helped me so much today, I don't thank you, I can't sleep well at night when I go back home. Little girl, in order to make me feel at ease, just accept it, a gold bracelet is not worth a few dollars."

"I really don't need it." Ning Youguang got up, looked at the woman with "I'm rich" written all over her body, and gently reminded, "Auntie, you were scared just now, if you have nothing to do, go home quickly, I'm going to get my painting... Where's my painting?!"

"It's there." The woman and her looked under the tree where she had painted before, but found that it was empty, "Ah, where are you going? It was still there just now."

Ning Youguang looked around, and soon saw not far ahead, a sanitation worker riding a tricycle to clean the house was riding the tricycle away from the back.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute!"

She rushed over and ran all the way, and soon stopped the sanitation worker's tricycle compartment.

"What are you doing?" The sanitation worker riding a tricycle was an aunt, and was taken aback by Ning Youguang who suddenly rushed out.

"This painting belongs to me." Ning Youguang leaned on the car and gasped, "I just chased the robber, so I put it under the tree instead of throwing it away."

The sanitation worker's aunt opened her eyes and looked at her face that was prettier than a movie star, and was stunned for a while.

Then, she got out of the car and stopped the car, then leaned over to Ning Youguang and asked in a low voice, "Girl, are you filming?"

"..." Ning Youguang.

Her silence caused a smug smile on the face of the sanitation worker's aunt, "I guessed it right."

She pointed to the blood on the sleeve of Ning Youguang's beige sweater, "This blood is really like it."

After   , she looked around again, "Where are the people you filmed? What kind of TV are you filming? Will I be on TV too?!"

"This blood is real." Ning Youguang laughed, "I'm not an actor either, I just really went after the robber."

The sanitation worker's auntie's face was full of disbelief.

"Robbers?"

She had just been addicted to picking up trash, and when she was walking through the World Trade Center, Ning Youguang had just finished a fight with the robbers.

Therefore, I didn't see the scene where she fought the robbers.

"Auntie, can you give me back my painting now?" Ning Youguang had to keep reminding her.

"Okay." A pair of broken paintings can't be sold for a few dollars at a waste toll station. The sanitation worker's aunt continued to look at Ning Youguang with suspicion.

"Auntie, do you have a napkin?" Ning Youguang asked her after pulling the painting out of the sanitation worker's garbage truck.

Her bag was in the car, and at this moment, she only had her phone and paintings on her body besides the keys.

"Yes." The sanitation worker enthusiastically turned over his basket, and quickly took out a large bag of tissue paper and handed it to her.

Ning Youguang took out a few pictures and rubbed them carefully.

"What did the robbers rob?" After giving the tissue, the sanitation worker's aunt asked curiously.

"Bag." Ning Youguang replied.

"Bag." The sanitation worker's aunt said, "Did the police catch him?"

"The police haven't come yet." Ning Youguang said, "Two security guards chased after him."

"I hope the security guards can catch him!" The sanitation worker's aunt was full of righteous indignation, "These people don't do good things when they are full, and the bad ones are very bad, so they should be arrested and imprisoned for ten or eight years. ."

"The police will handle it fairly." Ning Youguang chuckled.

"That's hard to say." The sanitation worker's aunt pouted, and she was not in a hurry to leave, she just stood beside Ning Youguang, chatting and watching her paint.

Soon, her attention shifted from the robber to the painting in her hand, "This painting is not good."

"How to say?" Ning Youguang felt a little happy.

She felt that if Yilan knew that his artworks that were being looted in the market, he was dumped in the garbage truck as junk in his encounter today, and then he was disliked and disliked, and she didn't know what to think.

"Ugly." The sanitation worker's aunt pouted and shook her head, "It's unlucky and uncomfortable."

She has no culture, and the only comments she can give are the intuitive feeling of looking at paintings.

"Did you draw it?"

"It was drawn by a friend of mine." Ning Youguang smiled.

"I don't think you draw like a girl either." The sanitation worker aunt tutted, "You look so good-looking, how can you draw such an ugly picture."

She has a round, yellow-skinned face, a flat nose, but a simple, honest and festive smile.

"This is a cutting-edge artistic style, and my aunt may not be able to accept it." Ning Youguang threw the used tissues in the garbage truck, took out a few pieces of paper from the sanitation worker's aunt, and continued to carefully wipe the picture frame. .

After the garbage truck was soaked, this painting was stained with all kinds of messy stains. The stained glass surface was easy to wipe, but the wooden frame and gaps were not easy to wipe.

Ning Youguang planned to clean it up by himself, and then take it home and scrub it again.

Otherwise, even if the painting is wiped clean, it will be stained with a strange smell that cannot be dissipated.

"New art style?" The sanitation worker's aunt continued to curl her lips and shake her head, "I haven't heard of it, and I don't understand it, so I don't think this painting looks likable."

"Is this a painting by Yilan?" The woman who was robbed of her bag stepped on high heels and chased after her, and by the way, she heard a few conversations between Ning Youguang and the sanitation workers.

The sanitation worker aunt was immediately attracted by her sparkling trench dress.

"Auntie, do you know Yilan?" Ning Youguang asked the woman who followed with a chuckle.

"I know." The woman approached and carefully looked at the painting Ning Youguang was wiping, "He has been very popular in the circle for the past two years. If you don't know his paintings, it's not easy to go out and hang out."

Ning Youguang imagined the scene the woman said and smiled, "I also like Yilan's paintings."

"This picture of you..." After the woman scrutinized the words, she got up, "Girl, you and Yilan are very familiar."

"We are friends." Ning Youguang confessed frankly.

The woman looked at Ning Youguang with a smile and nodded, "No wonder."

"Sister, the bag in your hand is so beautiful." The sanitation worker's aunt came up to the woman, "Where did you buy it, is it expensive? If it's not expensive, I'll buy one too, and carry it for the New Year."

"It's okay." The woman had to turn her attention away from Ning Youguang and turned to the sanitation worker's aunt, "It's not particularly expensive."

"How much is it not particularly expensive?" The sanitation worker's auntie's voice was a bit rough and full of air.

Hermès' advanced customization, a sanitation worker must not be able to afford it.

The woman looked at Ning Youguang with a bit of confusion.

Ning Youguang smiled and said to the sanitation worker's aunt, "Auntie, take a picture of the bag in this aunt's hand with your mobile phone, and then go to Taobao to search for the same style, don't you know the price?" 1314

(end of this chapter)