Get out of the way, Tiga is getting bigger [Comprehensive British and American]

"By the way, Mr. Superman—"

Seeing that Superman wanted to take those thugs away, An Chunzhi quickly stopped him, "We called the police when the incident happened just now, but no police have come over for so long. Mr. Superman, can you take a look at the situation by the way? "

He said tactfully, "I'm a little worried that something happened."

Superman immediately understood the meaning of An Chun's words.

Maybe these thugs have something to do with the police station, or some method was used to restrain them.

He nodded in agreement, and said gently: "I'm going to send these people to the police station now, and take a look at the situation by the way."

"Please." An Chunzhi thanked with a polite smile.

Sherlock reservedly gave An Chunzhi a look of implicit approval.

An Chunzhi was a little flattered.

Peter watched their eye contact strangely, and continued to watch Superman deal with the mob with great interest.

And Superman looked around, found a few new ropes from the living shelves at the back, and then tied the thugs who were howling on the ground two by two and held them in his hands.

"I'll return the rope to you later." He said awkwardly.

"No need, it's just a few ropes." An Chunzhi said quickly.

That's not the reason for being poor, Superman isn't that poor yet.

——Look at that tight suit, it is convenient for fighting, which means there is no room for money.

Perhaps this is also the trouble with all superheroes in tight suits.

It takes a while for them to borrow a mobile phone.

The last time An Chun saw Spider-Man retrieve a bicycle but couldn't find the owner.He had to go around asking passers-by to borrow pens and leave notes.

So at this point, it should be only Iron Man Tony who doesn't feel a headache?After all, he could move his mouth in the armor at any time and let Jarvis transfer money online.

"..."

An Chunzhi thought about this question seriously for a while.

After all, he may have to face this situation in the future - although he is not in tights, Di Jia's body obviously does not have a place to store things.

Yes.

An Chunzhi's thoughts suddenly stopped.

So when he usually appears as Tiga, is he not wearing clothes?Affected by inertial thinking, he never felt that Tiga had to wear clothes too!

what to do!Do I have to get dressed next time I go out?No, if he wore clothes, wouldn't it prove that the previous him was all naked!

An Chunzhi's tangled face wrinkled.

"What's wrong with Mr. An?" Peter carefully observed An Chunzhi's expression for a long time, and asked cautiously, "Superman has left, and he didn't respond."

Sherlock folded his hands across his chest in a thoughtful pose.

Hearing this, he turned his head to look at An Chunzhi, and said to Peter with disgust, "I'm crazy."

"What!" The simple Peter was so frightened that his eyeballs almost fell out.

An Chunzhi came back to his senses, and stared at Sherlock with an angry smile: "Then, Mr. Holmes, what is the relationship between Dr. Watson who published every case of yours on the blog - and you?"

Sherlock froze for a second, tilted his head and shrugged, and replied casually: "We share the rent."

"That's all?" An Chunzhi looked suspiciously, "Aren't you even friends?"

Sherlock's curly hair seemed to be hanging down, his eyes glanced at the street outside the door, and he simply replied: "I have no friends."

"Oh—not even a friend." An Chunzhi said regretfully, "At least I thought he was your assistant?"

"Occasionally." Sherlock changed his standing posture and gave a convincing example, "John—because he is a military doctor."

He seemed a little uncomfortable when it came to such a topic all of a sudden—although there was a calm expression on his face, the aura he had just now was completely gone.

Peter, who opened the door to the new world, also slowly nodded beside him in a dazed way.

Even he could see something subtle this time.

The bell rang suddenly, and the door was pushed again—no, it didn't need to be pushed open.

Because the glass door is gone.

A familiar black guy stepped in from a pile of glass shards in astonishment, and looked at An Chunzhi:

"What happened, Ann?"

"Oh, it's all right." An Chunzhi waved his hand lightly to comfort the old customer, "Mr. Morgan, don't worry, it's just that the glass door broke accidentally, and my clerk will fix it right away."

"It's just 'accidentally broken'?" Sherlock laughed noncommittally, spreading his hands.

But the next moment he found Peter, An Chunzhi and Mr. Morgan were all looking at him.

"Let me remind you, Mr. Holmes." An Chunzhi narrowed his eyes, stared at Sherlock and said, grinding his teeth.

"You seem to be the new clerk I'm talking about now."

"..."

Detective Sherlock Holmes, who dared to give a cold face to Inspector Lestrade in Scotland Yard for his livelihood and the plane ticket to go home, can only agree after a moment of stupefaction, and honestly roll up his sleeves to repair the door up.

"The glass door is in the back warehouse, and the solid wood door frame, paint and toolbox are also inside." An Chunzhi calmly directed Sherlock.

——Opening a store in this dangerous city, the items in the store don’t break four or five times a week. He has the nerve to say that he is a New Yorker?

Therefore, there are some building materials for the outer walls in An Chunzhi's warehouse, and there are quite a few of them.

"Mr. An, I have to leave quickly." At this moment, Peter glanced at the time, said hurriedly, and raised his sandwich, "I have to go to school early."

"See you at noon, Peter."

An Chunzhi responded to him, and waited for Mr. Morgan to come to check out after shopping.

This humorous black guy also comes to buy some necessities from time to time. It is said that he is out on business five days out of seven days a week.

It was interesting how they got to know each other.

One day in the middle of the night, Morgan sat in front of the Ping An store in a daze, starving and pitiful.They even alarmed the system and quickly released an urgent task.

An Chunzhi was so frightened that after waking up from the bed, he rushed downstairs to open the door for him, and invited Mr. Morgan in for a meal of hot cocoa and instant pasta.

Since then, the grateful Morgan has come to Ping An Store to buy things more frequently.He was always thinking of helping An Chunzhi, and he was very enthusiastic.

"Ann, did something happen in the store today?" Morgan pushed a small trolley, put the contents on the counter, and said in a low voice,

"Robbery? I observed the traces of glass shards, footprints on the ground, and the collapse of those shelves. At least a dozen people broke through the door just now."

"It's okay, it's been resolved, and there is no loss in the store." An Chunzhi said quickly,

"They should all be in the police station now. The situation is a bit complicated, but you should still be able to see the report on TV after it is resolved."

Morgan nodded thoughtfully, and then showed a warm smile: "Ann, I have lifted up all the fallen shelves over there, and the things have returned to their original positions, so you don't need to clean them up anymore."

"This is so troublesome to you—" An Chunzhi was a little flattered, before he finished his words of thanks, a whole row of bright green words suddenly appeared in front of him:

"Start the urgent mission: save the Rawls Building."

“任务进度：当前拯救总进度0%。第一道拯救线0%，第二道拯救线0%……No.20六道拯救线0%。”

"Task requirements: Before the end of the incident, the progress of all rescue lines must reach at least 85%."

"Mission content: A fire broke out in the Rolls Building in New York. All the people on the 33th to [-]rd floors were trapped. The rescue time is very urgent. Hurry to Manhattan now and participate in the rescue operation!"

"..."

An Chunzhi opened his eyes slightly when he saw the task that was suddenly triggered.

Before he even had time to explain, he suddenly put down the code scanner and rushed out of the store.

"...Mr. Morgan! I suddenly remembered an urgent matter. You should settle the bill yourself! If you don't know how to operate the cash register, just ask Mr. Holmes!"

When Morgan followed out worriedly, he could no longer find An Chunzhi.

"Let me check out by myself? I'm here to buy things." Morgan's expression became worried and annoyed.

"An is always like this. Don't you trust others too much? You have to tell him not to do this next time."

He mumbled back to the store, picked up the scanner and scanned it honestly, and then took out his wallet.

At this moment, Sherlock walked out clumsily carrying the glass door and carrying the toolbox.

"Mr. Holmes? You came just in time. I've already swept these things. Ann said you can operate the cash register."

Morgan quickly stopped Sherlock, took out the banknote and handed it to him.

"...the cash register?" Sherlock lowered the glass door and repeated in a daze, "Me?"

This really stumped Sherlock.

If you ask him what is the pattern of the keyboard distribution at the cash register, who he has been in contact with, what kind of personality, what is abnormal, or even the screen blue screen crashed or was hacked, he can tell you clearly and clearly, a dazzling high-end After the operation, he smiled proudly at you and got everything done.

But... open the cash register?

What a joke!How could he Sherlock Holmes have such a simple thing!

"..."

Sherlock could only stare at Morgan as if nothing had happened, and smiled quickly,

"Mr. Morgan, you can give me the money first. I think...it's impolite to take things from the boss without authorization."