stunning female tenant

Chapter 324 Let You Let Go
After sending the two gourmet hostesses to the door, Xu Xiangbei said with a smile: "I hope you will come again next time, and next time we will introduce new cuisines for the two beauties to taste."

The beautiful anchor ate and brought, flattered, with a smile like a flower: "Thank you Mr. Xu, we will recommend your Dijingge food on the blog, so that more people can know about you."

"Your ideas are really great. Good things need to be shared by more people. Now the smell of wine is afraid of deep alleys."

Suddenly, Xu Xiangbei felt a little vigilance in his heart, feeling a sharp look peeping at him from behind, but when he turned his head, the look disappeared again.

The beautiful anchors were about to take a taxi to leave, and one of them exclaimed: "My wallet is gone, it's obviously in my bag, my God, my bag is broken."

On the side of the handbag of the beauty anchor, there is a slit, which is neat and small, and it cannot be seen at all unless the bag is opened. It is obviously scratched by a blade.

Her companion felt sorry for her: "Your bag was obviously scratched, and your wallet was stolen."

Xu Xiangbei asked with concern: "What's in your wallet? Is it a big loss?"

"I don't have much in the wallet. I keep my mobile phone in my hand. There is a bank card in the wallet, two or 300 yuan, and an ID card. There is not much money, but the wallet is my favorite wallet. It is my boyfriend. A friend gave it to me, with a pink heart drawn on it, it's disgusting, who is so wicked."

"Do you want to call the police?"

"Forget it, it's useless to call the police, so just throw it away."

The beautiful anchor took a taxi and left with a look of annoyance. Although the two girls did not say that they lost their wallets while eating, Xu Xiangbei felt very uncomfortable.

There were a lot of guests today, including affectionate couples, warm and happy families of three, and noisy relatives and friends gathering in small groups. Xu Xiangbei's eyes quickly swept over everyone.

A skinny old man made Xu Xiangbei take a second look. The old man was sitting on the seat alone, with a blank expression on his face, eating noodles. The old man's seat was right next to the table where the beautiful anchor was sitting just now.

The old man has white hair, his face is wrinkled and weather-beaten, his eyes are cloudy and dim, and his figure is stooped. He is no different from ordinary old people, but the old man is holding chopsticks and fingers, which attracts Xu Xiangbei's attention.

The old man had stains on his nails, and the wrinkles on his hands were like the rings of an old tree, but his phalanges were slender, especially the middle finger and index finger.

Xu Xiangbei walked over with a smile: "Grandpa, how does the noodles taste?"

The old man seemed to be a little deaf and ignored him, but continued to eat noodles with his head down.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Xu Xiangbei simply sat down opposite him, took out a Zhonghua cigarette case from his arms, and handed him a cigarette.

The old man froze for a moment, and involuntarily reached out to take the cigarette. On his fingers, he could clearly see the residual yellow smoke.

Raising his cloudy eyes to glance at Xu Xiangbei, the old man took out a lighter from his pocket and lit a cigarette: "Young man, what's the matter?"

Xu Xiangbei smiled: "It's nothing, I'm tired from standing, find a place to sit."

The old man swept the empty tables next to him intentionally or unintentionally, with a dissatisfied expression on his face: "Young man, if you don't sit in so many empty seats, sit opposite me. Do you like to watch people eat?"

Xu Xiangbei smiled evilly: "I like it, the way you eat is very similar to my grandpa."

The old man sneered contemptuously: "I don't have a grandson like you. Just watch it if you want."

A trace of anxiety flashed in the old man's eyes, and he obviously sped up the speed of eating the noodles, and stuffed a few beef and seafood balls on the noodles into his mouth.

After blowing out the smoke ring, Xu Xiangbei pointed to the yellowed rag bag on the chair next to the old man, and said with a playful smile, "Master, a girl's wallet was stolen just now, you have to watch your bag carefully."

A look of contempt flashed across the old man's face, which was fleeting, and soon recovered his stiff expression: "Thank you for your kindness, of course you have to look after your own things, if you don't look well, you deserve it if you steal it."

Seemingly agreeing with the old man's statement, Xu Xiangbei nodded in agreement: "My lord is right, but I feel a little distressed if I lose something."

The old man's turbid eyes suddenly lit up, like a bolt of lightning in the dark night, shocking: "Young man, you'd better not care about other people's affairs. Everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, and don't care about other people's roofs."

Xu Xiangbei still had that disgusting evil smile, and he shot like lightning, grabbing the rag bag on the old man's chair: "I've decided to take care of some things, sir, why don't you let me keep your bag for you. "

When the old man came to his senses, Xu Xiangbei had already touched the rag bag, which contained several lumpy objects, which looked like wallets.

Xu Xiangbei moved quickly, and the old man moved even faster. Just as Xu Xiangbei grabbed the rag bag in his hand, the old man's skinny fingers had already grabbed his hand.

Although his fingers were skinny and looked old, Xu Xiangbei felt a strong force coming from his hands, which made his fingers numb.

The old man's eyes were ruthless, his hands were as smart as rabbits, and as quiet as iron bones. As long as he caught him, no one could break free. He said with a blank expression, "I don't need others to keep my things, you'd better let them go... "

Let go of the word is very important, let Xu Xiangbei let go, a pun.

Xu Xiangbei smiled on his face, but he was secretly surprised. The old man was by no means an ordinary person, and ordinary people did not have such strong hand strength, let alone such fast speed.

Although the old man grabbed his hand, Xu Xiangbei didn't let go of the rag bag. He secretly used his internal strength and twirled his wrist lightly. Like oil, he shook off the old man's steel-like fingers, and took the cloth bag back into his arms.

Seeing that Xu Xiangbei was out of his control, complex expressions flashed in the old man's eyes, suspicious, surprised, angry, and he shouted loudly: "Don't you dare."

Seeing the old man getting angry, Xu Xiangbei said with a hippie smile, "I just want to keep it for you. If you don't want to, I will return it to you."

However, Xu Xiangbei did not return the cloth bag to the old man obediently. Instead, he took a corner of the cloth bag with the bottom up and the mouth down and threw it at the old man. All the contents of the bag fell out and fell to the ground.

Xu Xiangbei put on a guilty look: "Oh, I'm sorry, I spilled all of it."

On the surface he looked guilty, but his eyes were fixed on the ground.

Several red, green and green wallets were spilled out of the rag bag, one of which had a pink heart drawn on it, and the names of two people were written on it. It was the purse lost by the gourmet hostess.

Seeing his things fall on the ground, he knew that the matter had been revealed and he couldn't hide it, the old man's expression changed suddenly, and he was no longer as calm as before.

A cold light flashed between his fingers, like a bolt of lightning in the dark night, slashing towards Xu Xiangbei's shoulder.

(End of this chapter)