After Black Lotus became a reborn person, he went completely crazy

Xia Ran chatted with the child for a few more words before leaving. She was very satisfied with the breakfast here. It was delicious and cheap. It was all handmade and tasted very good. There were no additives at this time. It was all real ingredients.

Today she walked a little further, to Kangfu Road, and wandered around like a street urchin, looking around everywhere. Just now, she witnessed a motorcycle robbery with her own eyes.

The motorcycle suddenly appeared from behind Xia Ran without warning and flew past quickly. At the same time, the curly-haired young man on the back seat of the motorcycle stretched out his arms and grabbed the lady's neck when passing by the lady in front.

He ripped off the gold necklace from the man's neck and sped away. The motorcycle taxi did not stop from beginning to end, it stepped on the accelerator and disappeared at the end of the road.

Such a sudden incident stunned many people, including the lady who was robbed and her friend, Xia Ran and others.

The woman was almost pulled down, and Xia Ran and several people nearby quickly walked over to help her.

At the last moment, the woman was helped to stand by her friends, and Xia Ran withdrew her outstretched hand.

The woman was very fair and it was obviously the first time for her to experience such a thing. After she stood firm, she saw so many people caring about her and she started crying out of grievance.

"I was just out shopping, how could I be so unlucky to be robbed? That's the necklace I bought for my wedding, it's worth a lot of money. These damn bastards are not afraid of being hit by a car when they go out, they are so evil and immoral."

A lady came over and comforted him: "It's a blessing that you're okay. When you go out in the future, remember not to wear valuable things on your body, as it's easy to be robbed. Luckily your necklace is gold, so it's a lie. They only took your necklace and didn't hurt you.

A while ago, a person who was robbed got into a fight with the robber. During the struggle, the victim was stabbed and died on the spot. The robber then fled. It’s hard to say whether he was caught or not. These people have no bottom line and are very ruthless. "

Another person also echoed: "That's right, it's good that the person is fine. It's just that you young people like to show off and wear jewelry necklaces and earrings when you go out. These people love to snatch earrings, necklaces, bracelets, bags and so on.

It's so chaotic outside these days, you're so careless as to wear valuables when you go out, which will definitely attract thieves. I never let my children wear anything when they go out."

"Oh, it's bleeding. There are blood marks on the neck. Let's use something to stop the bleeding first," someone screamed.

The woman belatedly felt a burning pain on her neck, and took out a handkerchief to press the area with the bloodstain.

I let out a breath with lingering fear. After listening to what the old lady said, I calmed down completely and felt a little scared.

She will never wear valuables when going out again. It's too scary. She also regrets wearing the necklace when going out today. It was robbed for nothing. She regrets it so much.

Seeing that the other party had left without any problem, Xia Ran became alert in his mind. He took out the small hammer from his bag and put it in his coat pocket.

It's not safe to even walk on the road. I don't know what to say.

The legendary biker gang really lived up to their reputation. She once again lamented her own wisdom. The clothes she wore were rustic, and it was obvious that she was just from the countryside. She didn't have much money, so her safety factor soared.

She didn't have any jewelry on her body, just a backpack, which she carried on her chest.

The West Market at that time was no longer the skyscrapers and bright lights of later generations. Many places in memory are still villages and farmlands, still in their original and primitive appearance.

There aren't many cars on the street, just bicycles. Especially at the time of getting off work, a large number of bicycles with all kinds of work clothes on would pass by with the jingle of a bell.

Gray, blue, cyan, white, and occasionally red and other colored clothes can be seen, like a beautiful landscape, a new era and a new look.

From time to time, a few buses and cars would pass through the bicycle traffic, as if they were saying that this is a good era full of vitality and the future is promising.

The streets were not as clean and tidy as those in later generations. They looked dirty and old. Some places were even a bit messy. Suddenly, I saw a small notice that read: No urination or defecation allowed.

But the spirit and energy of the people in this era cannot be compared with those in later generations. Also, the thick black hair is also incomparable to those in later generations. Even the hair is so thick that Xia Ran is not used to it.

The amount of hair on one head is estimated to be equivalent to the amount of hair on three heads in later generations. People at that time did not comb their hair neatly like later generations.

Instead, she grew her hair very long. From a distance, it looked like a bunch of black straw on her forehead, giving people the illusion that it was a wig.

When the servants were rich, they used the shampoo in the bag to wash their hair, while the poor ones just used the washing powder. That's it, no one was bald.

Later generations used shampoo, conditioner, hair cream, etc. The more they used the products, the more expensive they were. Various maintenance methods emerged one after another, but the amount of hair was still running wildly on the road of continuous reduction. There is no minimum, only less.

Xia Ran turned the street and heard a voice from a distance saying, "Peaches are on sale at a low price." It sounded both friendly and interesting.

Following the sound, I walked into a crowded alley. There were many small vendors setting up stalls on both sides of the street, some selling fruits, some selling snacks, and there were a lot of people.

In the middle of the road, the little boy sitting on his father's front beam stretched his neck and looked towards the food stalls on both sides of the road. The young father was pushing a bicycle, looking down at the child lovingly. I don't know what he said to the child, but the child's eyes were full of joy and smiles.

At a table outside the restaurant, a little girl of about three or four years old, with two cute little buns on her forehead, was struggling with the dumplings on the plate with chopsticks while looking up at Xia Ran, her round eyes full of curiosity.

Not far away, many diners were sitting at the small square table, chatting and laughing, waiting for the boss to serve the dishes. The chef in the restaurant was flipping the wok and frying the dishes quickly, full of the atmosphere of fireworks.

"Peaches are on sale at a low price!" Xia Ran found the stall with the loud voice and weighed three pounds of big pink peaches. The stall owner was as happy as a child.

He kept talking about how delicious his peaches were, and that you would definitely not get a bad deal if you bought them. He had just picked them from his own tree that morning, so they were very fresh. This was the last batch of autumn peaches, and if you wanted to eat them again, you would have to wait until next year, blah blah blah…

This peach really looks good and smells especially good. Xia Ran saw that the other party was being honest and she really liked eating peaches, so she bought more than 6 kilograms and put them in her bag, but actually put them in the space. She planned to eat them on the train. It is easy to feel uncomfortable when riding in a car, so eating fruit is the best.