At that time, Song Qingchun, standing in front of the big canvas, completely ignored the colorful paint on his face and painted it with great interest, and then a motorcycle passed by her while the people on the motorcycle Also pulled her bag.

The speed of the motorcycle was so fast that when she tore away her bag, she was so powerful that she fell to the ground.

The pain in the heart made her almost pass out.

When she came over slowly, she was already sitting on a rest chair about 100 meters away from the square, and the bag she had robbed with her own eyes was quietly placed on her lap. .

Song Qingchun was completely stunned. She blinked her eyes several times before she was sure that she was not wrong.

She just fell to the ground and her bag was robbed... what the **** is going on?

Song Qingchun raised his head blankly and looked around.

Foreign countries, people come and go, I don’t know how many strange faces have changed around from the moment of her accident to the present. Now the people passing by her seem to be completely unaware of the one she just met. Dangerous episode.

Song Qingchun recovered and stood up from the rest chair. When she was about to leave, an elderly Japanese lady smiled and asked her in Japanese, "Miss, are you okay?"

Song Qingchun had learned some Japanese and could understand the meaning of the old lady. She shook her head gently, said "nothing" in few Japanese she knew, and then thanked her again.

"It's okay...you're lucky, the stolen bag can be chased back...that man, it's so powerful...he took you here to rest..."

Song Qingnian Japanese is not so good, the old lady said a long paragraph, but she just barely understood such a little content.

But Song Qingchun also understood what the old lady wanted to express. Her bag was chased back by a man. She was also carried by the man in this rest chair. The man was very enthusiastic and helped her buy medicine... …

Medicine... Although Song Qingchun didn’t understand the old lady Jia Liao pointed at her bag and said something, she still unconsciously opened her bag when the word "medicine" flashed in her mind, and then saw it from the bag A bottle of ointment.

Song Qingchun took out the ointment, and the old lady immediately nodded and said a long list of words in Japanese.

As before, Song Qingchun still did not fully understand, but from those words, he guessed the meaning expressed by half of the old lady, probably to say that the man squatted in front of her, wiped off her wounds before leaving of……

Song Qingchun wanted to ask some questions in Japanese, but she didn’t know how to express it in Japanese, so she changed her English, but the old lady didn’t understand English. She looked at her and shook her head blankly. The old lady kindly said "goodbye" to her and left.

Song Qingchun, who was injured, did not continue to shop and returned to the hotel early.

Fortunately, the worn wounds were painful at the time, but they were not serious.

After applying the ointment, it was good and quick. Although the pain was still faintly the next day, most of them had scabs.

When the scabs on Song Qingchun's body completely fell off after seven days, she also boarded a plane to Beijing.