"stop!"
The assistant took off chasing after him, and Xiao Xiaoming followed closely behind, completely abandoning any semblance of decorum.
Because the bag contained not only cash but also important contracts; if it were lost, all the work done over the past few months would be for nothing.
The South Station was packed with people, and thieves were running around like madmen.
He had been with these two people all the way, and he could tell at a glance that there was something valuable in the bag.
Xiao Xiaoming is exactly the kind of person people would describe as having no strength to even kill a chicken.
He felt like his lungs were about to explode.
My glasses have disappeared somewhere.
The assistant is still pursuing it.
The crowd automatically made way, while some craned their necks to watch the spectacle.
Zhao Xiaoyue, wearing denim overalls and carrying her small crossbody bag, was eating spicy strips and steamed buns on a rattan chair in the corridor.
A gust of wind blew by, and steamed buns and spicy strips fell to the ground.
She watched helplessly as her breakfast was trampled to pieces.
He was instantly enraged, and in one swift motion, he grabbed the sweaty thief running ahead of him.
When the thief saw someone grabbing him, he took out a folding knife and stabbed him.
Zhao Xiaoyue nimbly dodged, twisted her wrist, and snatched the knife in a few quick movements. She then pinned her hands behind her back and stepped on her buttocks, forcing her to kneel on the ground.
Just then, the assistant, panting heavily from running, arrived.
They would catch anyone lying on the ground and beat them up.
"I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death, you bastard! You almost made us work for nothing for half a year, waaaaaah!"
Afterwards, she sat on the ground and burst into tears, completely losing all composure.
Zhao Xiaoyue stared wide-eyed. What was going on?
When Xiao Xiaoming ran over, he saw the thief being pinned to the ground with his hands tied behind his back by a girl, while his assistant sat to the side crying.
Are you with him?
The girl asked in a voice as clear as a spring.
Xiao Xiaoming was taken aback when he looked at the girl with the chubby face in front of him.
Zhao Xiaoyue frowned. "Hey! I'm asking you a question!"
Xiao Xiaoming blinked twice before regaining his senses.
"Yes, this person stole my things."
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