The national school idol is a girl

Bo Jiu thought that it would not affect her change of clothes.

For those who have never seen it, it is probably difficult to imagine that kind of scene.

Even in a crowd.

You can also take the hat from the opponent's head, put it on your own head, then turn the windbreaker over, shake it, and put it on your body again, which is another style.

Not every hacker can quickly dress up.

As a young master, Bo Jiu seems to have an innate talent for disguise.

Ari was still holding the bomb in his hand, and it was about to explode in five seconds. He closed his eyes tightly, and now he could only pray to God.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1... bang!"

An explosion sounded from the crowd.

The sound was there, but it didn't have the slightest bit of lethality.

Instead, there were colorful bars floating in the air.

Ari was so frightened that he lost half of his life.

That "bomb" is still singing ""

Then, there was someone's indistinguishable voice, with a lazy magnetism: "Old friend, happy holidays."

Happy sister!

Ari reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

I have to say that the master is really powerful. If anyone else, in such a short period of time, would never be sure that this was a fake bomb.

The master really touched Z thoroughly.

Bo Jiu didn't like this feeling.

I tried peeling it myself, but it didn't show any effect.

You can imagine how I feel.

When did such a person appear at the police station?

It's really not fun.

Bo Jiu narrowed his eyes, his tears flashed, and he separated from most of the crowd.

Seeing that we were almost at the entrance of the alley.

As soon as she entered, Xiao Hei would pick her up.

But right now.

A figure suddenly appeared behind her.

Bo Jiu reacted quickly. When he realized someone was approaching, Long Legs subconsciously kicked him over.

The curvature of the side body is very handsome, and there is still a wind sound when it is thrown out.

It just so happens that the opponent's skills are also pretty good.

He actually stretched out his hand to block her attack, his figure was slender and noble.

From this angle, Bo Jiu couldn't see clearly the man's face, and could only vaguely see his outline.

Maybe it's those eyes that steal attention too easily.

How can you have such eyes?

It's obviously black, but it seems to be hidden among the stars in the sky.

If it weren't for special circumstances, she would want to stop and appreciate it.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t just bad timing.

This man is still dangerous.

She is dark.

He is in the Ming Dynasty.

With the light down, she could only see the arc of her chin.

He seemed to have said something.

I wonder if she heard it wrong.

"Go back with me."

What?

Bo Jiuliu frowned and just wanted to listen more carefully. After all, the surroundings were too noisy.

Hoshino's voice came from the headset: "Z, people from the police have gone to your side."

I can no longer be delayed by beauty.

The people at the police station probably suddenly enlightened.

He actually sent such a person to use a beauty trick on her.

This was the first time Bo Jiu encountered such a crisis while working.

He turned around again, trying to kick the man's arm away.

Unexpectedly, the man's movements were faster than hers, his aura was very sharp, and he even had an orthodox education compared to her.

This person is not from the police station.

A soldier?

A fleeting thought arises.

Bo Jiu didn't think about it. When he heard the approaching alarm, he turned around and pulled the double-breasted buttons of his windbreaker.

The man seemed to see what she wanted to do.

His right hand was stretched out as well...