At this time, Fatty Qin also arrived, and his huge body of more than two hundred kilograms hit Shen Yu's waist.

This collision first caused the Ming Dynasty Duan Inkstone held by Shen Yu in his left hand to fly out.

The ancient inkstone rolled a few times in the air and then began to fall rapidly.

It was also a coincidence that the inkstone fell and accurately hit a multi-hole power strip leading from the store.

This square inkstone originally weighed more than nine kilograms, and coupled with the impact of falling from the air, it directly smashed the power strip into pieces.

Bang!

As a spark came out, the wire short-circuited.

The power strip crackled like firecrackers.

However, this situation did not last long. It only took two or three seconds for calm to return.

At this time, Shen Yu also completely lost his center of gravity, and fell straight backwards.

Everyone only heard a muffled thud, and the back of Shen Yu's head hit the ancient inkstone accurately.

Then he fainted without even making a sound.

With Shen Yu as a human shield, Fatty Qin can do nothing.

He got up and saw Shen Yu's breathless appearance. Then he looked at the painter beside him who was howling miserably. A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

"What's wrong with this young man?"

"Knocked unconscious by me?"

"Or did you knock your head on the inkstone and hang it?"

"Or is he in a vegetative state?"

"I got into trouble. I'm afraid it's really going to be a big disaster this time."

After constantly asking himself, Fatty Qin finally came to the conclusion that he had caused a big disaster!

Even though the instigator of all this was the boy in baseball uniform who was chased by him and was now missing, Fatty Qin knew that he was 100% responsible for this.

At least he was the one who hit Shen Yu.

It was precisely because of his collision that Shen Yu hit the back of his head and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Having said that, the most fundamental reason is that he has a clear conscience.

If he hadn't owed the boy in baseball uniforms his salary, today's unmanageable situation wouldn't have happened.

As Fatty Qin wiped the sweat from his forehead, his mind was racing. He no longer wanted to chase the boy in baseball uniform to get his phone back. Countless bad thoughts emerged in his mind.

People are most afraid of overthinking. Once they overthink, they will easily panic and even do some stupid things that are inappropriate for their age.

Sure enough, Fatty Qin gritted his teeth and ran back the way he came.

He actually escaped.

"Hey, hey, hey, you can't leave!" The painters who had been frightened and stunned had completely come to their senses. Seeing that Fatty Qin was about to run, they quickly stopped him.

Fatty Qin became even more panicked when he heard this. The soles of his feet seemed to be smeared with butter, and his speed was three points faster.

"Stop and pay my brother's medical expenses."

Several painters looked at each other and all chased after them.

At this time, only Shen Yu was left lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Of course, there is also the young painter who keeps hugging his leg and complaining about pain.

Zizzi...

The power strip that was originally hit by Gu Yan and short-circuited suddenly made a harsh sound of electricity.

After the sound, a ball of multicolored light containing blue, cyan, purple, gold, and yellow emerged from the contact between the inkstone and the power strip.

The light group was not big, only about the size of a bean. After a slight tremor, it split into left and right rays and disappeared into Shen Yu's eyes.

The moment the colorful light ball entered Shen Yu's body, he trembled slightly.

But he immediately returned to the state of not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Chapter completed!