At this stunned stop, Yan Zhan pulled her out of the car, grabbed the car, started it and ran away.
Lin Yi looked at the figure walking through the crowd and didn't know whether to yell at him as a robber or whistle to say that Yan Zhan looked so handsome from behind.
She adjusted the communication device on her ear.
"Boy, my motorcycle has been robbed. Help me check its location."
Lin'er's shocked voice came from the headset: "Senior sister, whoever dares to steal your things will risk his life?"
The motorcycle was stolen from the ancestors.
"Who else could it be besides that bitch Yan Zhan?" Lin Yi was so angry that he vomited blood.
She had good intentions and wanted to send Yan Zhan a message.
She doesn't want to give him away now. When he is besieged, she can help him, so that Yan Zhan can owe her a life-saving favor.
Lin'er's face turned pale when he heard the name Yan Zhan.
"Senior sister, didn't you promise Master not to have anything to do with Yan Zhan or anything related to him? Why are you disobedient again?"
Lin'er also suffered from the poison of compulsory education in the detention center.
He can almost memorize the ideological and moral books from elementary school to high school.
"Didn't I just go out to relax and bump into him? This time I heard some bad news about him and wanted to remind him, but this guy didn't appreciate it and even took my motorcycle away.
"
"You don't have anything on your motorcycle. How can I locate it?"
After chatting for a long time, Lin Er finally remembered.
"How not?"
Lin Yi smiled and said: "The bra I changed into before was stuck in the car."
Lin'er: "..." Your sister is indeed your sister.
"I'll help you locate it."
Resisting the urge to hit someone, Lin Er uttered these words.
What happened to Manshu?
She previously said that she was being targeted, but after watching her several times, she never found out who was in trouble.
Jiang Xia, on the other hand, probably discovered the clues very quickly, probably because he specialized in criminal investigation and had strong anti-tracking abilities.
However, before Jiang Xia could remind Manshu, a group of people nearby rushed towards them.
Then someone broke something.
When Manshu took a look at it, didn't he just smash it to pieces?
A jade sculpture fell to the ground.
An old man sat on the ground and cried loudly.
"Have mercy on my crane, wish you a happy birthday, you are too blind to walk!"
Is it a porcelain thing?
It wasn't Manshu who hit her. Manshu was very sharp and she subconsciously dodged when others approached her.
As a result, she avoided it and Wu Meng suffered a disaster.
Wu Meng was hit and was completely stunned.
She was still sitting on the ground, praying for her birthday with the broken crane.
"Mengmeng, are you okay?" Jiang Xia was so focused on tracking just now that she didn't notice the problems around her at all.
Wu Meng was hit, someone fell, and other people's belongings were also thrown. Only then did he come back to his senses.
He quickly pulled his girlfriend up.
As soon as the bodyguard saw that there were people around here, he rushed over quickly.
"Miss, what happened?"
Bodyguard A, who just spoke to Yan Zhan on the phone, respectfully inquired about the situation.
Of course Manshu guessed that these people were here to touch porcelain, but she couldn't say that.
There are so many people on the street, and this poor old man looks weak at first glance.
And does a young lady like her who carries bodyguards look like a female bandit who bullies others?
"It's okay. This uncle was passing by with the baby in his arms and bumped into Sister Mengmeng. Sister Mengmeng fell to the ground."