Chapter 438 Girl, Are You Filming?

This kick, Ning Youguang kicked it crisply and neatly, full of strength.

The robber was directly kicked and lay on the ground, and soon he got up, and then roared and threw himself at Ning Youguang——

The wonderful fight between the two began.

...

at the other end.

The woman whose bag was robbed stopped running after seeing Ning Youguang fighting with the robbers.

Because her bag was robbed, she didn't have a mobile phone to call the police in time, so she walked anxiously around the spot a few times, and found that Ning Youguang was able to fight, and that she had a clear tendency to suppress the robbers, so she quickly turned around and ran towards 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 with her bag in her arms, wiping her sweat.

"Where's the robber?"

"Run away." Ning Youguang didn't have the energy to explain further, and directly pointed the direction to the two security guards in front, "Going over there."

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

"Auntie, did you call the police?" Ning Youguang reached out and handed the Hermes green crocodile leather bag in his arms to the woman in a suit of colors, "Look, see if there is anything missing."

After the fight just now, she was sweating profusely, and she was out of breath.

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

After giving the bag out, she wiped her face casually again. The face was covered with dust and was not wiped clean, but she didn't care, and now she just wanted to take a few more breaths to catch her breath.

"I've reported it." The woman nodded happily, but she was not breathing well.

But it didn't prevent her from being serious about Ning Youguang.

"Girl, are you okay?"

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

The woman whose bag was robbed saw her fair and delicate face, which was wet with sweat and had been smeared with a few coats of dust. Then she realized that she quickly took out a pack of wet tissues from her bag, and took out two sheets. Pass 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, and she had no intention of continuing to check the contents inside.

As she clapped her bag, Ning Youguang was immediately attracted by the green jadeite bracelet on her wrist, 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 millions of Hermès crocodile leather bags has the words "wealthy and powerful" written all over her body.

She knelt down, and just wanted to say something about Ning Youguang, but she was very frightened by the red blood on the sleeve of her beige sweater.

"Girl, are you injured?! I'll take you to the hospital." Different from her colorful dress, the woman has a fair, delicate, round face, no makeup, a good foundation, beautiful facial features, eyes are eyes, The nose is a nose, it looks very temperamental and friendly, and it is a very rich face.

"This blood is not mine." Ning Youguang lightly brushed the blood-soaked sleeve of the sweater, but did not remove anything, "It is from the robber."

"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."

While talking, she reached into her bag and quickly took out a red brocade box, "I bought this at the World Trade Center just now, and I will give it to you as a thank you from Auntie for your help."

"No need, auntie." Ning Youguang refused with a smile.

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

"It's really unnecessary." 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, so go home if you have nothing to do. I'm going to get my painting... where is my painting?!"

"It's there." The woman looked with her under the tree where she put the painting before, but found that there was nothing there, "ah, where are you going? It was still there just now."

Ning Youguang looked around, and soon saw the back of a sanitation worker riding a tricycle to clean up not far ahead.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute!"

She rushed over quickly, running all the way, and soon blocked the tricycle compartment of the sanitation worker.

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

"This painting is mine." Ning Youguang leaned on the car and panted, "I just went to chase away the robbers, so I put it under the tree instead of throwing it away."

The sanitation worker aunt stared at her face, which was prettier than a movie star, with her eyes open, and was stunned for a while.

Then, she got out of the car, stopped the car, and whispered to Ning Youguang, "Girl, are you filming?"

"..." Ning Youguang.

Her silence made the sanitation worker's auntie smile triumphantly, "I guess right."

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

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

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

The face of the sanitation worker's aunt was full of disbelief.

"Robbers?"

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

Therefore, the scene of her fighting with the robbers was not seen.

"Auntie, can you return my painting to me now?" Ning Youguang could only continue to remind her.

"Okay." A pair of broken paintings can't be sold for a lot of money at the waste toll booth, and the sanitation worker's aunt continued to look at Ning Youguang with suspicion.

"Auntie, do you have any napkins?" Ning Youguang asked her after digging the painting out of the sanitation worker's garbage truck.

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

"Yes." The sanitation worker enthusiastically flipped through his basket, and quickly took out a large pack of toilet paper and handed it to her.

Ning Youguang took out a few sheets and wiped the paintings carefully.

"What did the robbers steal?" After giving the tissues, the sanitation worker aunt asked curiously again.

"Bao." Ning Youguang replied.

"Bao," said the auntie of the sanitation worker, "Did the police catch him?"

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

"I hope the security guards can catch him!" The sanitation worker's aunt was filled with righteous indignation, "These people don't do good things when they are full. .”

"The police will deal with it fairly." Ning Youguang smiled lightly.

"That's hard to say." The sanitation worker's aunt curled her lips, and she was not in a hurry to leave, so she stood next to Ning Youguang, chatting and watching her polish the painting.

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 cheerful.

She felt that if Yilan knew that the artworks he was looting in the market were thrown away in the garbage truck as waste products in the first encounter today, and then he was dismissed as unsightly, she didn't know what he would think.

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

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

"Did you draw it?"

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

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

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

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

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

Ning Youguang planned to clean it up first, and then scrub it again after taking it home.

Otherwise, even if the painting is wiped clean, it will still have a strange smell that won't go away.

"A cutting-edge art painting style?" Aunt Sanitation Worker continued to poke her lips and shake her head, "I haven't heard of it, and I don't understand it, so I think this painting doesn't look pleasing."

"Is this Yilan's painting?" The woman whose bag was robbed came after her on her high heels, listening to a few words of Ning Youguang's conversation with the sanitation workers.

The sanitation worker's aunt was immediately attracted by her gleaming and trenchant attire.

"Auntie, do you know about Yilan?" Ning Youguang asked the woman following with a light smile.

"I know." The woman leaned closer and carefully looked at the painting that Ning Youguang was wiping in his hand, "He has been very popular in the industry for the past two years. If you don't know his paintings, it's hard to go out and hang around."

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

"Your picture..." The woman looked at the words carefully, then got up, "Girl, you know Yilan very well, right?"

"We are friends." Ning Youguang said frankly.

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

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

"It's okay, okay." The woman had no choice but to shift her attention away from Ning Youguang, and turned to the sanitation worker's aunt, "It's not particularly expensive."

"It's not particularly expensive, but how much is it?" The sanitation worker's aunt was a little rough, full of air.

A sanitation worker can't afford Hermès' advanced customization.

The woman looked at Ning Youguang dumbfounded.

Ning Youguang smiled and said to the sanitation worker's aunt, "Auntie, take a picture of the bag this auntie is holding with your mobile phone, and then go to Taobao to search for the same style, so you can know the price?" 1314