"Am I dazzled?" Tim glanced at the crowd and said, "That seems to be our landlord, right?"
"Ignore them." Schiller pulled Tim back into the crowd in the square, and whispered to Tim: "During the industrial revolution a few years ago, there were demonstrators on every street in New York.
It's not that simple, they are not criminals."
"You should tell Dick and Jason that I'm not some teenage street hero." Tim's voice dropped even lower, and he said, "I saw at least three FBI agents in this group, two
There is an unidentified lurker, and at least ten people who are following without any appeal, and the one at the end of the team just wants to drink."
Schiller secretly gave him a thumbs up, and the two of them blended into the crowd at a very fast speed. The people who were targeting them intentionally or unintentionally found that they could not be found, so they did nothing extraordinary.
"Are they coming for you?" Tim asked, raising his eyes.
"That's not really true."
"That's 100% yes." Tim speculated: "What is their purpose? The first appeal of the march is to attract social attention. They think that having an intersection with you can provide them with a hot spot for public opinion. Are you a celebrity?
"
"It's not good for people to be too smart." Schiller said with a hint of threat: "I will tell your dad about your smoking when we get back."
"Stop making trouble, he smokes too."
Schiller gritted his teeth secretly, and Tim said: "You don't look like the kind of person who would make yourself known to everyone, so it was an accident? But what kind of accident is irreversible for you? It involves your friend.
?Iron Man?”
"Can you stop following Batman's theology?"
Tim snorted softly and said, "Now is not the time to talk about this. Someone is coming for you over there."
Schiller turned his head in the direction Tim was looking at and found a group of reporters rushing over to interview passers-by. It seemed that they were interviewing in the direction where the parade was leaving, but in fact they were coming in his direction. Their eyes and body language were all different.
It is explained that they are Xiangzhuang's sword dance, aiming at Peigong.
"Run away!"
The two people quickly evacuated towards the beach, but because it was almost dark at this time, the tourists who stayed on the beach to watch the sunset naturally left one after another, and they were blocked for a while.
Seeing the reporter no longer pretending to be pretentious and rushing towards this side, Tim suddenly shouted: "Pamela!"
Suddenly, the reporter who was rushing to the front stumbled and fell to the ground. Schiller saw a small section of vine retracted and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he was patted on the shoulder.
"What's wrong with you two?" Pamela changed into a swimsuit, which exposed everything except what was not allowed to be exposed. Tim and Schiller took one look and quickly turned away.
Tim said with some disgust: "These three pieces of cloth together are not as big as my pocket. Aren't you cold? Go and change clothes quickly."
Pamela rolled her eyes, wiped the lip marks on her face with the back of her hand, and before leaving, she didn't forget to say: "Then you have never seen me in other universes, dressed like a broccoli, I'm like this
Not bad!”
After the reporter tripped, the cameraman behind him also stumbled, and the photography equipment in his hand fell to the ground. A group of people rushed to rescue and blocked the way of the people behind him.
Taking this opportunity, the three of them could retreat to the beach. Pamela found a beach supplies store to change clothes, but after a while, there was another argument behind them.
"She's my sister, I have to go over and have a look." Tim greeted the boss. The boss looked him up and down. Apparently he saw that he was wearing a brand name and he shouldn't be causing trouble, so he let him in.
When Tim opened the door curtain, he saw two men standing in front of Pamela, wanting to do something to her. Pamela was obviously preparing to hold back a big move, but Tim walked up to her and punched her hard twice.
The two fell down.
Tim is indeed not strong enough compared to Jason, but he is still the Robin chosen by Batman. He also learned physical skills from Thomas for a period of time and can easily beat two ordinary people.
Pamela raised her eyebrows at him and said, "Not bad."
At this time, the shop owner and Schiller walked in one after another. The shop owner looked at the two people lying on the ground without saying anything. After a while, he said to Pamela: "Little girl, you'd better leave quickly."
Well, these two are from local gangs, be careful they cause trouble for you."
The three of them dragged the two knocked unconscious people out in a hurry. Pamela didn't treat them as outsiders at all. She turned her back and started changing clothes. When she came out after changing clothes, she saw that they were in the store.
The boss is dealing with some black people.
Tim took out two rolls of banknotes, threw them at them and said: "Your people molested my sister. I'm willing to pay the medical expenses. It's not bad. Take the money and leave quickly. If you cause trouble again, I will let my father teach you a lesson!"
"
Tim's behavior as a rich boy is really quite good. The two gang members also know that they are not from the same world at all. It is one thing to molest their own flesh and blood. But if they really offend the eldest daughter of a rich family, they are the same.
I couldn't eat anymore and walked around. I didn't dare to say anything after taking the money, so I left in despair.
Schiller watched all this and sighed softly. After the three of them got in the car, Tim said: "How many people have you offended here? How come they are all directed at you?"
"Did you see it?"
Tim, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror. In addition to the busy traffic behind him, there was also a black Buick sedan less than three parking spaces away.
"They have been following us since just now. Believe it or not, this so-called gang boss will come to our door early tomorrow morning to invite us."
"It's really troublesome." Pamela complained: "I don't want to live in the mountains, I also want to go to the bar!"
"Don't worry about the bar at this time." Tim pretended to glance at the rearview mirror casually and said: "They want to use you as a breakthrough to get close to Schiller. Sleeping with a black widow is safer than sleeping with the beauty you just met in the bar.
many."
"I'm not familiar enough with you to call you by your first name." Schiller was obviously not in a good mood. He said, "It's a long story. They just want to use my popularity to make the matter bigger.
"
"Hot? Are you famous?"
As Pamela took out her mobile phone, Schiller said: "Don't!"
But at this time, Pamela had already entered Schiller's name in the search bar of the short video software. As soon as she entered the first three letters, Intelligent Lenovo had already launched the full name, and there was also a "hot" sign on the search term.
.
In an instant, a large row of videos popped up, and Pamela couldn't help but exclaimed, "Wow!"
Tim was so startled by her that he looked back. Unexpectedly, the black Buick car had overtaken from the right. The driver suddenly turned the wheel to the left, seemingly trying to force a lane change.
As soon as Tim reacted, he stepped on the brake, and with a bang, the car behind him rear-ended him.
Schiller sighed and said: "It seems they have to see me today."
"Don't worry." Pamela also knew that it was her negligence, but she was not really just an ordinary person, so she naturally had ways to make up for it. She quietly took out two seeds from the pocket of her jeans and swung them along the car window.
Throw it out.
At this time, the black Buick car that had forcibly changed lanes stopped, and two people walked out of it. They looked like ordinary people, and judging from their clothing and appearance, they were wealthy. They were not gangsters or agents.
The woman who got out of the passenger seat immediately put her hands together and apologized to Schiller's car. Someone also came out of the car behind, seeming to want to check the situation of the rear-end collision.
These three cars were in such a jam, and many cars behind them had to go around them. The speed slowed down a lot, which naturally caused a congestion. Many drivers started to get out of their cars to check the situation, and some even raised their mobile phones to try.
Take video.
As soon as Schiller thought about it, Tim waved his hand to him. He pushed the car door and rushed out, yelling: "Are you fucking crazy?! Are you in a hurry to see God?!"
Seeing that this man was so young, both sides were stunned. Schiller sat in the car and listened. Tim's ability to curse must have gained some arrogance. He must have learned a skill from a rapper.
It's fast and rhythmic, and the position of "Fxcking" is very correct. It's both civil and military.
The two groups of people who carefully planned this scene probably didn't expect that Schiller would not go down. They didn't know how to reply for a moment. While they were stunned, they only heard two sounds of "Hu! Ha!" and two green streaks.
The figure jumped up from under the car.
Bang! Bang bang!
The fists were thundering, like fighting, the two cabbages waving leaves first punched the driver of the car in front of him on the nose, and then kicked the roof of Schiller's car with a roundhouse kick, and stepped out of the car.
A pit was followed by a kick from the bottom, knocking the driver of the car behind him to the ground.
Tim quickly got into the car, closed the door, turned the steering wheel, and kicked the accelerator to rush past the side of the car in front. The road ahead was clear.
Pamela also opened the rear window of the car and took a quick look. The two beating cabbages she released seemed to be in a deserted place. For a moment, the road was full of mourning, and everyone who was watching the excitement had their mobile phones turned off.
Schiller also looked back and couldn't help but sigh: "You guys from DC are too dark."
"To be honest, doctors, this is not an option. They just want you to show up. Sooner or later, they will find an opportunity." Tim said while driving: "You should have expected it, otherwise you wouldn't stay in a hotel."
On the mountain.”
Schiller let out a long sigh.
While scrolling through Schiller-related videos, Pamela said: "Party struggles have been like this since ancient times. If I fight for one, the other party will lose one. The Internet here is so developed. If you, an Internet celebrity, can be brought in,
If their camp holds an interview to ask you to say a few good words, it will naturally increase their chances of winning."
"It's just that I don't understand. You can buy the farm anytime you want. When the mayoral election is settled, they won't pay so much attention to you. Why do you have to go into this muddy water at this time?"
"Do you still need to ask?" Tim answered for Schiller, "It's easy to fish in troubled waters. If you miss this moment, the land on the west coast is more expensive than gold. If you try any other method, it will be too easy to be discovered."
"Then you really deserve it." Pamela flipped her hair and said, "You have to give up. Why don't you just talk to them and save them from chasing you every day."
"No rush." Schiller rested his elbow on the window frame of the car, feeling the evening wind whizzing by outside the window, and watching the lights on the roadside being pulled into long thin lines and gradually disappearing in the wind.
Tim rolled his eyes and said, "I knew you must have caused a lot of trouble. They didn't blame you unjustly by chasing you, but the two of us tried our best to help you, so how can we settle the score?"
"I can't treat you badly." Schiller smiled and said, "When you go to Stark Group, you must have seen what we have arranged on Mercury. When you go back, each of you will bring a set."
"Long live!" Tim cheered, turning back to give Pamela a high-five while driving.