tears, love

Chapter 169

The more people there are, the easier it is to cause chaos. Just like now, there is a faint cry of a woman in the middle of the crowd: "My child, my child, who has seen my child!" No need to ask, it must be who The careless mother lost her child with her...

It was farther away, and someone nearer shouted, "Catch the thief, don't run, give me back my money bag!" Don't run?Idiots don't run?But with so many people, it's not easy to run away!
I was standing in front of a vendor selling candied haws, wondering if I should buy one or two?

Leng might as well bump into a figure, this collision is okay, I staggered straight to the vendor selling candied haws in front, the vendor was shocked and couldn't help letting go, so I no longer had to hesitate about one or two.

Turning around, seeing that the culprit was about to run away, I quickly grabbed the other party's belt and said angrily, "Little thief, where are you running? Give me back my candied haws!"

The man struggled to threaten me and said: "Smelly woman, let me go! Otherwise, I want you to look good!"

I pretended to be surprised and said, "Really? How do you know that I want to look good? Come on, come on, tell me, how can I look good?"

"You..." The thief got annoyed, took out the knife in his sleeve and greeted me.

I couldn't dodge for a while, seeing that the knife edge was about to land on half of my intact face, when Qian Jun shot, Han Qi held the man's hand and said coldly: "Don't hurt him!"

The man brushed him away impatiently and said, "If you talk nonsense, I will solve it with you!"

I can't help admiring this man's courage, you know, I might not even dare to talk to Han Qi like this, this kid is simply seeking his own death!
Sure enough, Han Qi squeezed the man's hand lightly, and the man immediately wailed like a pig being slaughtered, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

At this time, the crowd was pushed away, and a woman in red came out. She looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a round oval face, black eyes, and abnormal red cheeks due to long-distance running. With a burst of vitality.

The woman strode forward, grabbed the man by the collar, and said angrily: "Damn that little thief, he even dares to steal your aunt's money, learn literature and martial arts, press him down, and give it to my father, let me Dad treats him well, and will lock him up for at least 50 to [-] years, let's see if he dares to be so short-sighted next time!"

(End of this chapter)