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

In the big hole that was smashed on the big glass window, the familiar old-fashioned TV was reclining.

It was indeed An Chunzhi who asked Strange to think of a way to use the time-space gate to transport things to block the hole, so that the thief could not escape.Strange also faithfully followed suit, and there was nothing wrong with that, but...

An Chunzhi touched the recessed corner of the TV screen with trembling hands, feeling distraught:

"My TV..."

At this time, most of Strange's body had stepped into the tent.He pulled the zipper of the tent from bottom to top until only his head was exposed, and then he made some guilty suggestion: "Send it to the electrical appliance store for repair, change the screen?"

An Chunzhi carefully took the TV out, and asked angrily: "Are you still living 30 years ago? Now the screen is broken and you can get a new one. The price is not as good as buying a new machine. And this TV was originally It’s just second-hand goods that have been used for a long time…”

The more he spoke, the lower his voice was, and his heart ached.

"Since it is a second-hand product that has been used for a long time, then buy a new one." Sherlock suggested calmly.

"...I know." An Chunzhi agreed feebly, "It's time to stock up tomorrow, I'll go buy a new TV by the way."

As he spoke, he stood up, looked around the store, and put the broken TV back to its original position.

"It's still there? The TV is broken, why don't you just throw it away?" Strange didn't dare to ask this question at the moment, but Sherlock asked without any scruples.

"Whispering!" An Chunzhi turned his head when he was poked in the sore foot, and glared at him angrily, "Even if it is a cup that has been used for a long time, it will still have feelings! The TV just broke and asked me to throw it away. Is he such a nostalgic person!"

"...Who said before that he forgot his old love when he got a new one." Strange muttered in a very low voice.

"Isn't it because he hasn't bought a new love yet?" Sherlock's incisive words hit the point.

——These two people are really testing on the edge of their boss's anger!

An Chunzhi's expression twisted.

"Should you two be sleeping?"

His smile widened, and the TV screen under his palm made crackling and cracking sounds, and the casing also made an overwhelmed creaking sound, being distorted and deformed by force, "I'm going to squeeze this TV into a small one. What decorations, do you want to stay and take a look?"

This time, both Strange and Sherlock shook their heads very quickly, maintaining a stiff and indifferent expression, and quickly went back to their respective tents.

Are you kidding me, Boss An's dangerous expression at this moment is clearly written, if they dare to stay, make them into some decorations.

Who knows what tricks Boss An can use to deal with them?If a person with a good temper is unhappy, it will be fatal.

Waiting for both of them to go back to the tent.An Chunzhi had a sullen face, and angrily squeezed his TV into a solid steel ball with pits and holes, threw it on the top shelf behind him, then stood up and walked away to look at it.

Very good, the densely packed steel parts on the ball are crowded together, making people dazzling and have a strange sense of regularity.This appearance makes people with poor eyesight standing in front of the counter take a look at it, wondering if it is a toy or model of an alien spaceship.

Only then did he unscrew the cap of the thermos bottle, and splashed a handful on the faces of the three thieves on the ground with great momentum.

——The capital of Anchun is not worth it for his own water, this is red dates and wolfberry tea with three spoons of honey!It's too extravagant to splash people.

It's a pity that he suddenly remembered it after pouring it all out, and he was really confused.

The one with the most muscles in the arms of the three young men was the first to wake up. He suddenly opened his eyes, and after reacting, he looked at An Chunzhi with some horror, without thinking of running away.

Oh yes, this seems to be one of them who was knocked out by An Chunzhi.

"Tell me, what do you want to do when you come to my shop in the middle of the night?" An Chunzhi held up the thermos cup like a weapon, with an expression of settling accounts after autumn, "Only by being honest can you not suffer."

"By the way, remember to pay me for the glass later."

"..."

The three of them sat on the ground and looked at each other secretly, listening to the sound of An Chunzhi smashing the thermos cup into the palm of his hand, their expressions were a little breathless.

"Actually, it's because—" One person couldn't help himself, and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the yellow-haired young man who woke up first and looked like the boss, "Let me speak!"

"Tell me." An Chunzhi gestured leisurely.

Although he usually tries his best to pretend to be an ordinary person, it doesn't matter if he only uses a little bit more strength than normal people to deal with this kind of punk.

It's like he looks like an Asian boy because of his thin body, and he is always targeted by robbers and other malicious people.Generally, the superhero or the police are called first. If there is no one else, then he can only go up by himself. At worst, delete the monitoring afterwards.

To be honest - if it wasn't for the fear of being discovered, An Chun would have been able to walk sideways by relying on force.

"I heard..."

The yellow-haired young man looked away, a little unconvinced and ashamed, and replied in a low voice, "I heard that your store sells super-sized Iron Man models."

"Huh?" An Chun was taken aback.

"His younger brother has been talking about 'a large Iron Man model in Ping An Store', but it is said that he has saved enough money for a long time, and we suddenly talked about it tonight, and we drank some wine before..." The person next to him interrupted supplement.

"Your brother? Is he a student of Zhongcheng High School?" An Chunzhi narrowed his eyes, vaguely remembering that a few students were discussing the large Iron Man model in the store recently.

"..." The yellow-haired young man's expression changed slightly, and he stopped talking.It seemed that even if he was right, he didn't intend to admit it.

"So your brother wants to save money to buy toys, but he hasn't saved enough for a long time, so you come here to steal toys for him?" An Chunzhi concluded in disbelief, "Your brother is... Is my brother a good example?"

"We were just confused for a while..." Another man begged for mercy and muttered, and now the viciousness and youthful vigor just now were completely gone from his face.

"Yeah, I was confused for a while, let me figure it out." An Chunzhi folded his arms in front of his chest, and said lightly, "First of all, it was minors who drank. Then you broke my window, intending to break into the house. After finding out, you want to kill me again?"

The faces of the three young men were all pale.

The yellow-haired young man quickly defended: "I didn't mean to kill you! At that time, I just wanted...to knock you out so that I could escape smoothly."

"Would you like to bring the model of Iron Man with you when you escape smoothly?" An Chunzhi said coolly, "If you want to knock me out, isn't it murder? Mister, the definition of murder in your mind makes me a little panicked ah."

"I..." The young man was speechless.

An Chunzhi asked the ins and outs, and stopped talking nonsense, and simply took out his mobile phone and started calling the police.

The other two people sitting on the ground didn't justify themselves anymore, but after seeing An Chunzhi's actions, their eyes began to look outside restlessly, and they secretly wanted to move.

"If you want to escape, try it. If you think it's hard for three people to escape together and I can't catch you alone, just run away-but let's say it first, if I catch you this time, I won't just send you to the police It's that simple."

An Chunzhi looked up and down the three of them while holding up his mobile phone, his eyes were a bit malicious.

It just so happened that the anger over the broken TV was still there. If the three escaped again, then he would be able to bring them back and beat them up justifiably.

The three people who were about to move were immediately quieted down as if a basin of cold water had been poured on them.

"Okay, give me money for the glass. No matter who smashed it, three people will give it." An Chunzhi urged, "I still have a piece of glass in the warehouse, you go and take it out and replace it, don't dilly-dally— — Be careful if you fall again, and I will go to your brother to ask for compensation."

"Don't tell him this!" The yellow-haired young man lost his temper.

"Okay, hurry up and install the glass, I won't say anything. The police car will arrive soon, hurry up." An Chunzhi shrugged and agreed.

He said that he was so stingy and used free labor.

Life is so tight, how can I not be stingy?Did he have to buy a new TV without watching it?

The three young men looked at each other, stood up dejectedly, and obeyed obediently.

Sure enough, a few minutes after they reinstalled the glass, a police car drove up to the door. After the three young men were taken away, An Chunzhi looked at the time—unknowingly it was 12:30 up.

His expression immediately became frightened: "I only have four and a half hours of sleep left!"

An Chunzhi immediately gritted his teeth and turned off the light, and hurried back to the bedroom on the second floor to sleep.He crawled under the covers and felt sleepy almost immediately.But an idea suddenly flashed through An Chunzhi's mind, he tried hard to wake himself up, and asked tentatively:

"System, could you please send another message to Master Gu Yi?"

"What do you want to send?" Although the system is a question, the sentence is full of disapproval, "You just want to sleep late so you want me to rain? Let's talk about it first. If it's just something like 'good morning, what do you eat? What kind of breakfast is it, Mage Ancient One? I will not agree with such ordinary information. It must be something special."

"Cough, that's right." An Chunzhi admitted embarrassedly. Hearing that this method is actually feasible, he quickly thought about it, "Mmm..."

"Why don't you ask Mage Ancient One, has there been any changes in Dormammu recently?"

"If there is a change, I will know about it earlier than Gu Yi." The system's voice was a bit annoyed.

"Then... Shall I sue Strange to Mage Ancient One? Although I'm sorry for suing him behind the scenes—do you think Mage Ancient One will pay me for a new TV after he finds out?" An Chunzhi's imagination was wild.

"Are you sleepy?" The system became even more helpless, "Strange doesn't even have the money to compensate you, how much do you think the ancient one who is dedicated to protecting the earth can have?"

Indeed... This kind of reclusive high-ranking person usually disdains money and worldliness, and looks very poor.

An Chunzhi was in a dilemma: "Then what kind of news are you sending... I just want to get a good night's sleep."

"Can't you tell your netizen directly?" The system said that it didn't understand An Chunzhi's brain circuit, "It said that you were burglarized in the shop in the middle of the night, so you didn't sleep well and wanted to stop exercising for a day."

"But he will definitely be worried." An Chunzhi frowned.

A few days ago, he didn't have this concern. For some reason these two days, as long as the boxing coach sent a bunch of worried messages, he would feel flustered.

A moment of silence.

"It's just a netizen... well, then I'll send a message to Gu Yi tomorrow morning." The system easily compromised.

"Oh? What are you going to say." An Chunzhi regained his energy all of a sudden.

"..."

The system seemed to try its best to pretend not to care, and said, "Being the same guardians of the earth, we should ask each other occasionally."

"Pfft!" An Chunzhi laughed.

——So it’s just a simple greeting. Who swore just now that they absolutely don’t want ordinary information?

"Don't laugh!"

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Master Gu Yi who got up the next day (stretched his hand to catch the rainwater outside and read the message): ...Hello...Master Gu Yi...May I ask...what did you eat this morning? !

——Typical Chinese greeting 233333