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One thousand seven hundred and twenty-five, a sense of security

When he met Song Qingfeng's eyes, the robber's body trembled, and he felt a chill all over his body. His hands involuntarily let go of Li Dabao and took a few steps back. This man is so terrible! He really wants to go home!

Seeing the robber letting go, Li Dabao hurriedly ran towards Song Qingfeng. Seeing Teacher Song now, he seemed to have returned to the day when the mountain torrent broke out ten years ago. Teacher Song was the same at that time, which made him feel safe, as if as long as he was there, he and his classmates would not be in danger.

"It's okay." Song Qingfeng smiled at Li Dabao and walked towards the robber.

Looking at Song Qingfeng getting closer and closer to him, the robber's body shook like leaves in the wind, "You... don't come over... I'm afraid... Please don't come over... Mom save me... I'm going home..." The closer Song Qingfeng was to him, the more he felt cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, which made him feel creepy.

There was a sound of footsteps outside, and then more than a dozen policemen rushed in.

Seeing the situation in the store, the police were also stunned. It seemed that they had already done it, so they just need to finish it.

When the robber saw the police, he was relieved and ran to the police quickly to stretch out his hands, "Uncle Police, you can catch me quickly, I will surrender." He has never seen the police as happy as he has today.

"Teacher Song, Dabao, are you okay?" Lin Xiaohua came to Song Qingfeng and Li Dabao and looked at them worriedly.

"It's okay." Song Qingfeng shook his head.

"How can there be something wrong with Teacher Song? Xiaohua, you didn't see Teacher Song's power. He just threw the robber out with one hand. Teacher Song, have you learned martial arts?" Li Dabao looked at Song Qingfeng with admiration.

Lin Xiaohua also turned to look at Song Qingfeng. She also wanted to know if Teacher Song knew martial arts. He hadn't come back over the years, just to learn martial arts.

Song Qingfeng raised his lips and smiled slightly, "I only know a little." Of course he would not tell them that he did not learn martial arts, but learned to cultivate immortality.

"Who is the owner of this store?" A policeman walked up to Song Qingfeng and the other two and asked.

"I am." Li Dabao raised his hand and said.

"You go to the office with us to do a transcript." The policeman said.

"Okay, comrade police." Li Dabao nodded and looked at Song Qingfeng and Lin Xiaohua apologetically, "Teacher Song, Xiaohua, I can't go out with you today, I'm really embarrassed." Even if he didn't go to the police station and his store was destroyed like this, he wouldn't be able to leave now.

"It doesn't matter, I have a chance in the future." Lin Xiaohua smiled.

"Okay, Teacher Song, Xiaohua, please leave me a phone number and I will make an appointment with you tomorrow." Li Dabao took out his cell phone and waited for Lin Xiaohua and Song Qingfeng to report their cell phone numbers.

"My number is 139xxxxx." Lin Xiaohua reported his mobile phone number.

"I don't have a cell phone yet," said Song Qingfeng. In the fairy world, he uses communication symbols. Although communication symbols and mobile phones are used for communication, communication symbols will never need to be charged.

Li Dabao wanted to slap himself. If Teacher Song had money to buy a mobile phone, how could he come to the gold shop to sell gold? "Teacher Song, is your home still in the same place? I'll pick you up at your house tomorrow." He planned to buy a mobile phone for Teacher Song early tomorrow morning.
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