"Wow~ It's so bullying.

What kind of men of letters are simply scoundrels in sheep's clothing?

My money, my money...wow~"

Ye Xiaolang cried angrily.

…………

Qian Wen was going to go home to see if Qiao Zuwang had fed the small animals at home.

On the way home.

"Song Qingyuan~

Stop chasing Song Qingyuan, he has a knife in his hand!"

Qian Wen was driving on the road when he heard shouting.

When I looked up, I saw that a woman's bag had been robbed. The person who snatched the bag ran wildly, waving a dagger in his right hand. He kept waving it, making passers-by who heard the sound and wanted to act bravely think twice and give way.

Not far behind, there was a person following closely, chasing after him, shouting, "Stop!"

Behind her was the woman whose bag was robbed. She was wearing a very formal women's suit-style jacket. In order to chase the man in front of her so that he wouldn't hurt herself, she took off her high heels and chased her with her bare feet in her hands.

Having heard and seen, and having this ability, he doesn't mind doing a righteous act.

He turned the accelerator and faced the bag thief amidst the roar of the motorcycle.

The lady saw it, and so did the man chasing the thief. When the man saw it, he hurriedly shouted, "The other person has a knife, be careful."

Of course the thief, who had eyes on all directions and ears in all directions, also heard it. Looking at a motorcycle, he rushed towards him without hesitation.

"Damn it, there are some people who are not afraid of death."

The thief was cursing, but he didn't dare to fight with the motorcycle. His route changed and he plunged into the crowd. There was a narrow alley in front of him.

Wait for him to rush in and see how the other party pursues him. He is too familiar with the nearby routes.

The thief rushed into the alley very flexibly. Qian Wen saw that the alley extended in all directions, and the road was quite narrow. If he drove a motorcycle in, he would have to push.

I had no choice but to get off the car and park the motorcycle on the side of the road. We couldn't give up halfway.

The man also caught up with him, patted him on the shoulder familiarly, bent down and gasped, "Brother, thank you.

But the opponent has a knife in his hand, and we are not heroes. We are in an alley, and it is no more dangerous than on the street, so don’t chase him."

Qian Wen looked at the familiar man. After taking a closer look, his heart moved, 'This guy is Song Qingyuan.'

He said that the name sounded familiar to him just now.

Isn't this Qiao Yicheng's good friend, the son of a high-ranking official, and the sober Song Qingyuan in the world?

What a coincidence. Not only did I meet Ye Xiaolang today, I also met Song Qingyuan.

But there was no time to recognize him, and after just a few seconds, the thief who ran into the alley could only see his back in the distance.

"Help me look after the car."

Qian Wen patted Song Qingyuan on the shoulder and rushed into the alley without looking back.

"I'll go, brother, are you so brave?" Song Qingyuan said.

"No, buddy, he has a knife and be careful."

"Song Qingyuan, please stop chasing me, I don't have anything valuable for you.

It’s not worth getting hurt.” The woman whose bag was robbed also chased after her, with sweat on her pretty face, her face turned red after running like this on a hot day.

"It's impossible not to chase now, the brothers have all rushed in.

I can't just turn a blind eye and help us anyway.

Nanfang, you help look after the locomotive here, and I'll help that buddy.

Let me go, this motorcycle looks exciting, it must be a foreign product."

Saying that, Song Qingyuan chased after him without hesitation.

"No, Lao Song...you...be careful.

If you don’t want the package, don’t do it, people are important.”

After running wildly all the way, Xiang Nanfang really couldn't run anymore.

But he was still worried about being young and acting bravely, so he took out a few dollars from his pocket and found a kind-hearted passerby.

"Uncle, I am a staff member of the district government, and my bag was just robbed.

Now I need to go to the police station not far away to find the police. Please show me this motorcycle. This is my reward. Thank you, thank you."

After saying that, with the uncle nodding in confusion, Xiang Nanfang endured the pain in his feet, picked up his shoes, and ran to the police station at the intersection ahead.

People's lives are at stake. She doesn't care about any car or bag now. It's important to call the police and she doesn't dare to stop for a moment.

On the other side, Qian Wen was chasing the thief in the alley, leaving his motorcycle behind, but his speed increased several levels.

Approaching the thief quickly.

"I'll go, is this for running practice?

Why are you running faster and faster?" Song Qingyuan behind him gasped.

The thief ran all the way, but he also spent a lot of energy and his speed slowed down.

When he turned around, he saw that Qian Wen was approaching, while the other one was far away.

With a fierce heart, he said, "It's my fault, I want you to chase me on horseback."

Turning around, the snatched bag was hung sideways on his body. He tightened his grip on the dagger and stared fiercely at Qian Wen's figure.

Qian Wen quickly approached, stopped, looked at the thief and grinned, showing his big white teeth, "Run, why don't you run away."

"I let you chase."

The thief is also a ruthless character, with a ferocious look on his face, and he pounces on him with a knife. It's not like he has never stabbed someone before.

Qian Wen smiled, there really are some people who are not afraid of death.

The thief's movements were slow in his eyes. He ducked sideways to avoid the dagger, and hit the opponent's wrist holding the dagger hard with all his hands.

Then he raised his foot and performed a simple and crude flying kick.

With great effort, the thief flew out with the door wide open, leaving only a big footprint on his chest.

"Bang~"

"Hey, you, it hurts me to death~"

The thief and the dagger fell to the ground. One of them rolled on the ground, clutching his chest and wailing. The other bounced twice and lay there quietly.

Qian Wen didn't even look at the dagger on the ground and approached the thief.

"Don't come over here." The thief covered his chest and backed away.

When Qian Wen lowered his body to capture the opponent, a cold light flashed in the thief's eyes, and a sharp blade appeared between his fingers, slashing his face.

"I'll go to my glorious beauty."

Seeing that the other party was rude, Qian Wen was even more rude. He played with him with a hidden knife in his sleeve. He was an ancestor. He grabbed the opponent's wrist with a grappling hand, raised his hand to make a fist, and hit the opponent's nose with a fist as big as a sandbag.

.

"Ah~"

All at once, tears and mucus came out, and nosebleeds came out.

Afraid that the other party might make some small moves, for the sake of safety, I made two clicks and temporarily removed the other party's arm and dislocated it.

"Hey~ I'm riding a horse..."

"Pa~"

It was a slap on the head to knock back the other person's dirty words.

"Keep your mouth clean, or I'll remove your legs too." Qian Wen warned.

The thief said fiercely, "tui~

If you have the ability to kill me, others will seize the opportunity, otherwise... wuwuwu~"

The opponent's jaw was also removed by him.

Qian Wen stood up, clapped his hands, and looked at the other person carefully.

"I always feel like this guy is a bit ruthless, not like an ordinary thief."

From the angle of just stabbing someone, he is not a novice.

Those who have never stabbed anyone before will use the dagger to scratch and wave it around.

Anyone who has stabbed someone and knows how to use a dagger will always use a sharp blade to hurt them.

"Hey, you're not a murderer, are you?" Qian Wen guessed.
To be continued...