Without wasting any words, Zhao Bo took out a dagger from his pocket and showed it to Su Yan.
Su Yan glanced at the dagger with a serious expression, her brows furrowed, and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Zhao Bo was slightly surprised to hear that her voice remained calm and that there was no sign of panic on her face.
What gave her the courage to face a sharp dagger and a ferocious assailant?
The next second, he understood why.
Su Yan glanced at him and keenly noticed his absent-mindedness. Without the slightest hesitation, she took a step forward and kicked the dagger out of his hand.
Then, she grabbed his wrist and executed a clean, perfect over-the-shoulder throw, slamming Zhao Bo to the ground.
The body collided with the cold, hard ground, making a dull thud.
Everything happened so suddenly that Zhao Bo had no idea whatsoever. He clutched his chest, which was throbbing with pain, and cried out in agony.
Su Yan looked down at him, a hint of contempt in her eyes.
Since the incident five years ago, she has learned freestyle fighting, so dealing with this kind of small fry is a piece of cake for her.
Who was so naive as to think that wearing a mask would be enough to commit robbery?
She stepped forward slowly and unceremoniously pulled off his mask.
The moment she saw Zhao Bo's face, she froze.
"Why is it you?"
Zhao Bo was both in pain and embarrassed at this moment, and he tried to force a laugh.
"I just wanted to play a joke on you."
Before he could even utter the word "laugh," Su Yan knocked him unconscious with a chop to the neck.
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