Yan Bugui was on the verge of tears. The bicycle had been lent to him by Li Jianjun, and he had treasured it dearly. He never expected that something perfectly fine last night would be gone by this morning. How could he not be anxious?
"What? The bicycle is gone?"
"Who on earth did this? What kind of era is this that someone would still steal a bicycle?"
"..."
Many people were whispering, wondering what kind of low-life scoundrel would do such a disgusting thing. Just then, Li Jianjun stepped out. Hearing the news, his brow furrowed slightly.
Chapter 349