Chapter 160 Su Xiaonuan, Now's the Time!

The group ate with great relish, praising the food highly.

One of the boys even looked at the empty box after finishing his meal, his face full of regret, his eyes filled with the thought that "you only realize how little you have when you need it most."

While busy collecting money, Su Xiaonuan watched the satisfied looks on the faces of the young diners and felt both amused and satisfied.

But her main focus remained like a precise radar, scanning the passing crowds.

Just then, her gaze locked onto a target!

He was a man of medium build, wearing a plain gray jacket and black-rimmed glasses. He looked to be around thirty years old and dressed like an ordinary office worker. He was wandering aimlessly with the flow of people.

On the system panel, the red dot representing the target is approaching her stall.

Su Xiaonuan narrowed her eyes slightly, like a nimble cat that had spotted its prey.

Without making a sound, she turned up the volume of the loudspeaker slightly, making her clear shouts even more distinct: "Spicy and Sour Boneless Chicken Feet with Lemon! Last few servings! We'll pack up and go home when they're gone!"

Sure enough, the hawking, which carried a hint of "urgent marketing," along with the persistent and pervasive overpowering fragrance, successfully attracted the man's attention.

He paused, his gaze shifting to Su Xiaonuan's stall. He unconsciously sniffed, his Adam's apple bobbing noticeably, and his eyes revealing a longing stirred by the delicious food.

He hesitated for a few seconds, but ultimately couldn't resist the temptation and walked towards the stall.

"Boss, how much are the chicken feet?" he asked, his voice a little hoarse.

Su Xiaonuan immediately put on a professional, sweet smile, and said in a clear voice, "Twenty-five a box, would you like to try one, big brother? These are the last few today, guaranteed fresh and delicious!"

She acted like an ordinary small business owner eager to sell the last few items before closing up shop.

The tempting chicken feet were so close, and the aroma kept wafting into my nose.

Zhang Qiang looked at the tempting chicken feet, then at the sweet-smiling, harmless Su Xiaonuan, and finally let down his guard.

He nodded and reached for his wallet: "Okay, one box, please."

Now!

Just as Zhang Qiang bent down to take out some banknotes from his pocket and handed them over, Su Xiaonuan's eyes suddenly sharpened, and her right hand, which had been hanging by her side and seemed relaxed, shot out like lightning!

It was no longer those nimble hands that used to toss the wok and shovel, but rather like precise iron clamps, firmly gripping the wrist of the hand that was handing over the money!

At the same time, she shifted her feet, engaged her core muscles, and used the force of the other person leaning forward to hand over the money to pull it sharply towards her!

This pull contained astonishing power from the body's enhancement, and the movement was as fluid as if it had been practiced a thousand times!

Zhang Qiang felt an irresistible force coming from his wrist, and he instantly lost his balance. His scream was stuck in his throat. Like a sack being thrown out, he was pulled directly into the narrow stall window by Su Xiaonuan at an extremely tricky and clever angle!

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye! Everyone only saw a blur before their eyes, as if they saw the customer who bought chicken feet stumble, and then "disappear" into the stall window.

No one even saw how Su Xiaonuan did it. It was as if she had just given a light pull, and the man, who was much taller and stronger than her, was "invited" into the stall in a near-perfect parabolic trajectory that defied the laws of physics. He was so light that he didn't even touch the pot or the stove. His technique was nothing short of miraculous!

A muffled thud came from inside the stall.

Everyone was stunned!

Whether it was the group of college students still savoring the chicken feet, or the "colleagues" from other stalls nearby, or the actual stall owners and customers, they were all stunned on the spot, their mouths slightly agape and their eyes wide open.

Zhang Qiang, who had been slammed hard onto the floor inside the stall by Su Xiaonuan, finally came to his senses from the shock and loss of control. His heart skipped a beat, and he was instantly gripped by fear!

He struggled violently, trying to break free and escape.

But Su Xiaonuan's body had been strengthened by the system multiple times, so this struggle was no different from a kitten being tickled in her eyes.

Without changing her expression, she firmly pressed her knee against the man's back, and with her other hand, she deftly pulled out the handcuffs the pancake vendor had lent her from her pocket. With a crisp "snap," she precisely cuffed Zhang Qiang's hands behind his back. Her movements were fluid and skillful, even more so than many professionally trained police officers!

After gaining control of the target, Su Xiaonuan immediately turned to look at An Ran.

Although An Ran's heart pounded and her face turned pale from Su Xiaonuan's sudden and swift arrest, she remembered Su Xiaonuan's instructions, forced herself to remain calm, and was already making a phone call.

Her fingers were slightly white from the pressure, revealing her inner tension, but she tried her best to keep her voice calm and clear: "Hello? Is this the police station? This is XX Night Market. We've caught a suspect... Yes, he's under control... Okay, please come as soon as possible."

The call was quickly connected, and Qin Haoran answered it.

An Ran explained the situation concisely. Qin Haoran was obviously stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted and only said, "I'll be right there!" before hanging up the phone.

Su Xiaonuan felt a little relieved when she heard that An Ran had called the police, but she did not relax her vigilance.

She watched Zhang Qiang's every move with vigilance, while simultaneously looking up at the crowd of onlookers outside the stall.

However, the panic, commotion, or questioning she had anticipated did not materialize.

Instead, what she saw was—

The group of college students were excitedly taking photos and videos of her and the stall with their phones, their eyes not filled with fear, but with almost fanatical worship and curiosity!

Holy crap! A female knight-errant!

"That was so cool! Did you get a picture of it? Did you get a picture of it?"

"Are those plainclothes police officers catching bad guys? That girl is amazing!"

"I knew these chicken feet were something special! The owner was definitely hiding something!"

The other stall owners and customers mostly looked like they had just watched a great show, discussing it animatedly with amazement on their faces, and some even started clapping!

Meanwhile, the pancake vendor next door was even more excited, his face flushed red. He was still tightly gripping his signature spatula, staring at Su Xiaonuan with eyes burning as if he were looking at a rare treasure. He was muttering something silently to himself, and judging from his lip movements, it seemed to be, "Genius! This is genius!"

However, he understood the secrecy of plainclothes officers, so he refrained from rushing over to shake hands. Instead, he gave Su Xiaonuan a big thumbs-up through the crowd in a very conspicuous way, grinning and revealing an incredibly bright and proud smile.