When the big-eyed boy said this, disappointment was clearly visible in the eyes of four people.

Especially the shortest one, "Brother, you've never been with a woman before, have you?"

It's worth it to have such a beautiful woman as your man!

"We might not run into each other again!" he said, reaching out to slash at Song Yan's face. He was much older than the big-eyed kid.

Di Minxia tried to push Song Yan away from the man's hand. But Song Yan unexpectedly dodged to the side, and at the same time, her foot was even faster. She kicked the short man away, knocking down the men behind her.

"Not bad, you've got some skills! I like this one even more!" said the shifty-eyed man.

The big-eyed boy said, "Apologize and I'll let you go!"

otherwise!

"You're quite capable... What about them?" He meant that Song Yan could escape on his own, but the other two women couldn't.

They didn't expect such a beautiful woman to be so skilled, and probably quite formidable at that.

Six of the eight men pulled out knives, but the big-eyed kid didn't. The third man remained lying on the ground.

Di Minxia became interested and had a better understanding of the situation.

Song Yan's kick was definitely powerful enough.

"Whose are you? Liangliang, who is your father?"

"Let me weigh this: if I kill you, is he qualified to come after me?" Song Yan's eyes scanned the big-eyed kid.

This kid was wearing military pants and had an air of superiority about him. He waved his hand just now, and Song Yan noticed thin calluses on his hands.

Moreover, that spot must have been rubbed raw from holding a gun for a long time.

But he was definitely not a soldier. Soldiers, through all their hard work and training, wouldn't just have calluses on one fixed spot.

And he has such delicate skin.

Yin Xiumei pulled Song Yan, "Let's go! Let's go!"

"Go? Where do you think you're going!" said the short guy who had just been kicked to the ground. At the same time, he pulled out a knife.

Bai Shuang had already assumed an attack stance, whimpering softly.

The big-eyed boy was a little stunned; he hadn't expected Song Yan to say that.

In that brief moment of hesitation, the short man lunged at Song Yan with a knife. Di Minxia grabbed his arm and tackled him to the ground.

Unexpectedly, the woman was also skilled. Before the thug opposite could recover from his shock, Song Yan stepped directly on the man's arm holding the knife.

"Aaaaah!" The short man let out a pig-like scream. He reached out with his other hand to grab Song Yan's feet.

Song Yan kicked him unconscious.

Song Yan's kick was too hard; the man was bleeding from his mouth and nose.

"Damn it! All of you, come at me!" roared the burly man.

These people were unaware of the danger they were in, or rather, they never imagined that so many people couldn't subdue a few women.

Di Minxia was focused on both offense and defense, but Song Yan's attacks were always intended to injure someone, especially those who had been watching her with ill intent.

In an instant, these people collapsed to the ground.

Bai Shuang also bit two others.

"Are you from the military?" the big-eyed guy asked Song Yan.

He wasn't seriously injured, because he had just fallen into Di Minxia's hands.

“No!” Song Yan said.

"What should we do with these people?" Di Minxia asked.

As more and more people return to the city, more and more people become unemployed, and more and more idle young people appear in society.

In addition, many systems were imperfect and experience was lacking at the beginning of the country's economic development. Some people took advantage of these loopholes.

At one time, petty theft and robbery were very common in society. Later, the nature of these crimes became increasingly serious.

So a few years later, the first major crackdown was launched.

When Song Yan encountered these people, he had no intention of letting them go.

After all, she has that ability now.

Song Yan: "If they want to rob and act like thugs, they should be sent to where they belong."

Di Minxia: "Did you hear me? Get up right now!"

These people were groaning and didn't move.

"What? If you can't walk by yourselves, I'll have my dog ​​drag you there!" Di Minxia yelled.

Song Yan stood to the side, seemingly indifferent.

Di Minxia kicked the person closest to her. "If you don't want to die, then listen to me!"

At this moment, the man with the fierce face suddenly sprang up and pulled a gun from his waist.

He was very fast and far away from Di Minxia, ​​so Di Minxia had no time to stop him.

Di Minxia felt something flash before her eyes.

"Ahhh!" The burly man's gun suddenly fell to the ground. He covered the hand that had just been holding the gun with his other hand.

Not only Di Minxia, ​​but everyone else was practically dumbfounded.

During the fight, Song Yan seized a dagger, which is now stuck in the man's wrist.

Song Yan walked over slowly and picked up the pistol. As his hand ran over the gun, a slight click was heard, and the safety disengaged.

The big-eyed boy was even more surprised. What did she do? How could she handle a gun so skillfully?

"If you can't walk, crawl towards the police station!"

"If he can't climb, I'll give him a ride!" Song Yan said.

Because he picked up the pistol, Song Yan ended up standing in the middle of the group.

Song Yan's hearing was extraordinary. He could hear the slight rustling of clothes behind him, the click of the breechblock opening, even the friction between the gun barrel and holster. He turned and fired a shot. The strongest man's arm was pierced by Song Yan's single bullet.

"Bang!"

"ah!"

This time, Di Minxia didn't even notice that the man was pulling out a gun.

Di Minxia: "My goodness! You're so skilled, why did you need me in the first place?"

The big-eyed kid often played with guns, and Song Yan actually paid the most attention to him. These days, gun control wasn't strict, and many people owned guns.

So Song Yan had been on guard the whole time, afraid that he would pull out a gun. But he never expected that it wouldn't be him who pulled out the gun.

Song Yan: "Those who know what's good for them shouldn't make any rash moves!"

Hands up, hands behind your head!

The shortest man slowly woke up, the knife still beside him. He was lying right behind Song Yan. He slowly touched the knife with his uninjured hand.

Di Minxia had been careless for a moment, but afterwards she was fully focused and on guard.

Before the short man could even thrust his knife out, Song Yan turned and fired a shot.

At the same time, the knife that Di Minxia had snatched flew out of her hand.

"Whoosh!"

"Bang!"

"ah!"

The man's wrist was first shot through, and then stabbed with a knife.

Everyone thought, "Does this beautiful woman have eyes on the back of her head?"

Who would dare to make a move? They did whatever Song Yan told them to do immediately. Except for the big-eyed kid, everyone was terrified.

The big-eyed boy asked, "You're so skilled in combat and have such a good shot, why aren't you in the military?"

Song Yan shook his head.

"So you're a police officer?" the big-eyed boy asked.