super sensory appraiser

"Ah," Nie Baoyi suddenly let out a low cry, turned her head and looked back a few times.

"What's wrong?" Su Yazhi asked in surprise.

"Someone seemed to touch me just now..." Nie Baoyi blushed, lowered her head and said embarrassedly.

Although I can't be [-]% sure, Nie Baoyi felt that what touched her buttocks just now was a big hand, but there were too many people on the beacon tower, bustling with each other, and there was not even a fist distance between them. There were as many dumplings in the pot, and she couldn't be sure who it was.

Su Yazhi stood on tiptoe and glanced at Fang Feiyang's position.

At this time, boyfriend Fang Feiyang and Xiangshuai Zheng Shaoqiu had already squeezed to the front, surrounded by some strange faces.

Su Yazhi looked angry, but helpless, the two girls felt that their position was no longer safe, and they might be attacked by "salty pig hands" anytime and anywhere.

So, Su Yazhi took Nie Baoyi's hand, pushed through the crowd and walked forward as hard as she could, and came to Fang Feiyang.

"What's going on," Fang Feiyang noticed the strange expressions of the two of them.

"It seems that someone was playing hooligans just now, taking advantage of Bao Yi," Su Yazhi said.

Before Fang Feiyang could speak, Zheng Shaoqiu who was beside him jumped up and shouted, "What, someone took advantage of Baoyi... Who did it, FUCK, I want him to look good,"

Zheng Shaoqiu received formal Western education since he was a child, and he paid attention to being a gentleman, and he is the third generation heir of the Zheng family. After being "attacked", he immediately bluffed, forgetting all demeanor, like a stimulated wild wolf.

After Nie Baoyi was attacked by the "salty pig hands", she was angry and wronged in her heart, and her good mood of going out to the mountains and rivers was also destroyed. This will see Zheng Shaoqiu nervous, manic and rough, this "donkey friend" lady's heart Suddenly, a different kind of feeling was born, and the mood seemed to be much better at this moment.

"Okay, don't worry about it, maybe it was just accidentally touched by someone, let's continue playing..."

As a group of people slowly walked out of the beacon tower, they continued to walk to other scenic spots.

Su Yazhi and the others couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, they finally wanted to go out, it was too crowded here.

Fang Feiyang did not speak at the moment, he gently turned the Leiyin stone bead chain on his wrist, and at the same time held his breath, his keen five senses and six senses quietly radiated out like radar waves, and his sharp eyes saw the tourists with a radius of several meters one by one. Looked over again.

Ever since his master Song Longshan used the precious medicinal materials to taste Fang Feiyang's secret method to quench his body, Fang Feiyang's mysterious sensing ability has undergone a qualitative leap. Not only has his ability to sense antiques out of thin air been greatly improved, but the sensing distance can be extended to a radius of ten meters away. , which is three times the original effect.

At the same time, his sensory nerves have become highly developed, and his vision, hearing, taste, and touch can detect environmental factors in detail, and what happens within the effective range of ten meters around him can hardly escape his eyes.

Fang Feiyang glanced in the direction behind the two girls, a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and instantly he locked on to a suspect.

This man was the Japanese who was surrounded by a group of black-clothed bodyguards at the foot of the Badaling Great Wall.

There is no need for strong evidence, Fang Feiyang can conclude from this guy's wretched expression that it must be this guy who stretched out his "salty pig hand" to take advantage of Nie Baoyi just now.

The Japanese kid was among the bustling crowd, looking like a hungry wolf, and continued to squeeze towards where Su Yazhi and Nie Baoyi were standing, as if he had tasted the sweetness just now, and continued to satisfy his brother's desire.

"So it's you, you're quite courageous, if you come to play hooligans again, see if I don't catch you..." Fang Feiyang snorted coldly, turned sideways on purpose, turned his back to Zenjiro Aso who was slowly approaching, and waited for an opportunity.

In fact, Zenjiro Aso's first "sneak attack" was originally aimed at the goddess Su Yazhi. When he was about to attack, he temporarily changed the target. It may be because Nie Baoyi often travels on mountains and has a lot of exercise. The arc of the buttocks is relaxed and powerful, like a bright moon, especially when Nie Baoyi's legs are climbing vigorously, her protruding buttocks are like two attractive peaches.

So this Mr. Zenjiro Aso smashed his mouth, and those thieves couldn't help reaching out to Nie Baoyi.

This time, he did it again.

At this moment, Nie Baoyi suddenly felt a strange feeling coming from her buttocks. Before she could cry out in surprise, a muffled groan came from behind her, followed by a painful and weird voice from a man: "Ba Ga ...Let go...Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Among the crowd, Fang Feiyang clasped a young strange man tightly, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "Boy, I don't understand what you are saying, but you pig's claws are long enough, I want Criticize and educate you..."

Nie Baoyi, Su Yazhi and Zheng Shaoqiu saw that Fang Feiyang was holding a man's wrist with his right hand, dragging him out of the crowd like a dead dog. The temperature in early spring in the north was still around zero, but the man was sweating profusely and Curled into a bent prawn due to pain.

"Baga, put me down...do you know who I am?"

Zenjiro Aso was arrested, showing no shame at all, but still shouting arrogantly.

How could Fang Feiyang be afraid of this kid? He would be at the entrance of the scenic spot. Fang Feiyang felt uncomfortable with the arrogant and domineering behavior of a group of them. After tidying him up, now that it's in the hands of Boss Fang, how can he be relaxed.

As a result, Fang Feiyang gathered his five fingers together, and added more strength to his hand.

Aso Zenjiro couldn't bear the pain, his face turned pale, beads of sweat rolled down, and he screamed louder. Such wailing like killing a pig immediately attracted the attention of many tourists.

A few meters away, five or six of Junjiro Aso's bodyguards saw that their master was being held by a Chinese man's wrist, and quickly pushed aside the crowd of onlookers and rushed to the front.

"Who are you, let go of Mr. Aso quickly,"

"Eight grid tooth road...ha overwhelmed, chirping chirping..."

Some of these bodyguards spoke Chinese, and some spoke the bird language of the island country. They yelled out strange accents and tunes, and glared at Fang Feiyang with anger on their faces, all of them gearing up for action.

Fang Feiyang didn't care at all, he asked unhurriedly: "Who are you, what kind of dialect are you speaking in a mess, and I can't understand it, it's better to speak Mandarin,"

Boss Fang knew in his heart that these people were Japanese bodyguards, so he deliberately played tricks and pretended not to know them.

Koizumi Zengsheng stood at the front, pointed at Fang Feiyang impolitely, and gnashed his teeth, shouting: "You, hurry up and let go of Mr. Aso,"

"Hemp rope, I don't have hemp rope on me, hehe... I have a pair of salty pig's feet, do you want it?" Fang Feiyang replied jokingly, and squeezed his hands hard again.

Zenjiro Aso cried and howled again, but he couldn't break free.