Stand User in Marvel Universe - Chapter 491

After leaving the private clinic, which has been renamed Ostover, Dior lit a cigarette.

Those who once knew have gone their separate ways. Time is running out, things are wrong, and that's about it.

But this is also good. After all, it is not a person of the world, so why mix up the lives of others.

Originally, Dior wanted to go to a small solo concert of Will, but at this time, he was no longer in this mood, and he did n’t know whether he and the agent girlfriend were still doing well. Especially after success.

When Dior smoked this cigarette and was ready to go back, a kid across the street snatched someone else's bag, and then ignored the passing traffic, like a loach across the road. The owner can only yell.

Seeing that the other party was fleeing in his own direction, Dior sighed, complaining why he could encounter such troubles everywhere he went.

Well, it is estimated to be called the Virgin.

Whatever it is, it will be said to be wrong in three perspectives, or it will be caught by the river crab.

Helpless!

But just as Dior bounced into the guy's mouth with precision, a figure suddenly jumped over the top of his head and kicked the thief.

When I saw this “tomato” dress, it was not a New York policeman—who would be the urban swingman!

For a while, beating, I don't know if the little spider who watched Bruce Lee's movie recently has finally repaired the thief, and then snatched the bag.

"Who's this?"

"mine!"

"Get it, pay attention next time, if you are in danger, you can try shouting my name aloud, as long as I will be near by, right, only during breaks and holidays, I usually do n’t have that much time . "

"I see. Thank you, Spider-Man."

The man barely squeezed a smile, dragged it twice, and found that it didn't move.

"You're welcome, please call me Spider-Man."

"Okay, Spider-Man."

The guy who stood up and said that the bag was his finally dragged it over, and then the **** ran away.

Almost everyone on the sidelines felt wrong. The little spider felt good about itself, and waved at that person, telling him not to run too fast and fall carefully.

Then the man really fell ...

"Who tripped me! Seek death!"

Dior retracted his outstretched foot in a speechless way. He originally thought that with the little spider's shot, he didn't need to blend in again. As a result, the little spider at this age was really stupid and cute!

What do you believe when others say?

The two goods are obviously together!

Seeing that guy still wanted to run, Dior kicked him cleanly with a slalom kick, and the pink leather bag fell to the ground.

Then I saw the unknown spider walking angrily, "Why do you hit someone?"

It can be seen that the little spider is very angry. He just helped the ‘loser’ to regain the lost property. As a result, the ‘loser’ was stunned by others. Is n’t this beating his spider?

"Are you guys in a group !?"

Little Spider glanced back and forth between the unlucky egg and Dior behind him.

Dior exhaled a long breath and was really depressed.

"First, I have nothing to do with these two people."

"Second, please use your brain when you see justice. He said that this bag is his, so you gave it to him? A big man would bring a pink lady bag when he goes out?"

"Third, the real owner has come. You still have to think about how to explain it to others."

After listening to Dior's one, two, three, the little spider hidden under the mask, his face was very wonderful.

Then, at this moment, the real owner who finally arrived slowly trot all the way.

"My bag!"

With an exclamation, the woman in her thirties hurried over to pick up the bag she was robbed, and then began to pick up the two small hair thieves, Bao Bao Hammer, without seeing anything inside. The mess of the sound made everyone around the crowd close their eyes and made a sound.

At this time, the little spider finally knew that he was kind enough to do something wrong, an awkward one!

If this guy really ran away with his bag under his eyelids and gave it by himself, it is estimated that the little spider could not help but engraved a stupid character on his face!

"Uh, sorry, I don't know ..."

When the little spider was very depressed and wanted to apologize to the real ‘owner’, I saw the vented lady hurriedly tidy her hair, then passed him directly and thanked Dior.

"Thank you, although I did n’t catch up in time, but I have seen what happened here. If it were not for you, I would probably not be able to recover my bag. Can you exchange your contact information? I want to invite you to eat rice."

When I went out today, I subconsciously changed myself to the handsome face of Dior. Dior touched his nose awkwardly. Www.mtlnovel.com ~ I glanced at the awkward little spider who didn't know where to put it. Dior couldn't help but sigh for this face-seeing world, even seeing the double-headedness of Volunteer, is it really good?

So he refused decisively: "It doesn't need to be, you have to see if there is any loss."

"No loss, everything is there, please make me thank you."

Diaw frowned and nodded. "Well, then you can give me a head."

excuseme?

The lady who must thank Dior was aggressive, and the false smile on her face was frozen, as if wondering what she heard in her ears.

"Reluctant? Don't even reluctant. But I think you should thank the young man. Although he is a bit silly, his behavior is worth encouraging, isn't it?"

The lady who lost the bag finally reacted, and her face suddenly became extremely red. Don't get me wrong, it's not shy, it's the color of anger, it's anger.

"Deep ice!"

After leaving a nondescript American dialect, she stomped away with anger and perseverance, and never thanked the spider.

Looking at the little spider's loss, Dior couldn't bear to walk to him and patted his shoulder to encourage him: "In fact, you have done a good job, but the idea is not mature enough, you ca n’t rely on the blood to see justice Recklessly, you have to plan and do it with your mind, and in many cases, what you see is not necessarily true. You need to have your own judgment. "

"My own judgment?"

The little spider was a little confused, but a little enlightened.

He recalled what he had done since this time, and found that it seems that many oolongs are indeed caused by his preconceived impression.