Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

The two women were a little startled, but they didn't forget to call the police immediately.

When several policemen rushed in with guns, the middle-aged man inside had already been subdued in the corner.

And the proprietress who was tied up in the back room by the gangsters has also been dealt with, but she was obviously frightened.

Leng Xuanhan showed his military ID, made a simple record, and when it was almost five o'clock, he hurriedly left the shop that was messed up during the battle.

However, when he stepped out of the store, he remembered the purpose of coming to this store.

He paused on his toes, turned around again and walked towards the store.

"Miss Boss, pack me a chocolate cake." The deep voice sounded, and the Madam Boss, who was still in fear, finally regained her senses.

"Sir, thank you just now, thank you!" The proprietress hurriedly thanked him with red eyes, but she didn't seem to hear the cake he just asked for.

All right!Then do it yourself.

Under the gazes of many policemen in the store, Leng Xuanhan also behaved generously, and directly took out a black cake from the cabinet. As for whether it was chocolate, he didn't know.

He took a small cake box, carefully put the piece of cake in it, and finally tied a bowknot.

Then he turned around and walked up to the proprietress, put the cake in front of the counter, swept the absent proprietress, and didn't speak.

Reaching out from his pocket, he took out his wallet, took out a 100 yuan red bill, and placed it in front of the proprietress, then picked up the cake he had just packed, turned around and walked towards the door with a quick movement.

"Comrade, comrade, wait!" Just as the door was pushed open, a police comrade ran over.

Leng Xuanhan glanced at the policeman, and stopped in cooperation, and asked calmly; "What's the matter? Do you want to make a record?"

"No, comrade, your hand was injured, do you want to take you to the hospital?"

When Leng Xuanhan just paid the money, the policeman just noticed the bloody gash under his elbow.

Hearing this, Leng Xuanhan lowered his head slightly, and glanced at the cut on that arm. The wound was not very deep, but it seemed to be still bleeding.

This opening should have been cut open when the middle-aged man was stopped when he was stabbed backwards.

I didn't notice it at the time. If it wasn't for the reminder from the police comrades in front of me, maybe the man himself hasn't noticed it until now.

It was already time for women to leave school. If they went to the hospital, it would definitely not be possible in time.

Leng Xuanhan frowned, then rejected the policeman's offer, turned around and left the dessert shop.

However, as soon as he walked out the door, he saw a media car just parked at the door. For a moment, the man turned around and flashed into the alley next to him.

It wasn't until the media ran into the dessert shop that the man walked out of the alley and walked quickly to his car. Soon, the off-road vehicle left and sped towards the school!

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The school bell also rang at this time, but Tian Lingxin, who had always left on time in the past, sat on the desk frowning without moving.

His eyes fell on her quietly, holding the volunteer form in her hand at this time, and saw that the volunteer form had already been filled out, and the words on it were flamboyant and beautiful, but the most important thing was that it was The man's handwriting!