Zhou Yang saw it clearly from behind the stall: the "beggar" suddenly sprang to his feet and ran away, with Lin Hao in hot pursuit.
His heart skipped a beat—there was something wrong with that beggar!
Just then, the fake beggar, in his panic, ran in a direction that was diagonally heading towards him.
Zhou Yang's eyes sharpened, and before he could even think, his body reacted.
Thump!
With a push of his feet, he leaped out from behind the stall like a cheetah!
He was still tightly gripping the gleaming cleaver he had just used to chop up braised food.
"stop!"
Zhou Yang shouted and blocked the fake beggar's path.
The cold gleam of the cleaver in his hand was so dazzling in the sunlight that it made one's eyes water.
Upon seeing this, the fake beggar's expression changed drastically, and he cursed under his breath, "Damn it!"
But he didn't stop, and suddenly made a sharp turn, trying to get around Zhou Yang!
"If you run again, my knife won't have eyes!"
Zhou Yang said coldly and quickly chased after them.
However, would a desperate man be so easily intimidated?
The fake beggar ignored him and ran away with his head down!
A cold glint flashed in Zhou Yang's eyes!
Whoosh!
With a sudden flick of his wrist, the heavy kitchen knife flew out horizontally at an extremely tricky angle!
The blade traced a silvery trail in the air, slashing precisely at the fake beggar's calf!
"Pfft!"
With a muffled thud, the cleaver struck the fake beggar's calf precisely!
"ah!"
The fake beggar let out a scream, staggered, and suddenly slowed down, his trouser leg instantly stained with blood.
But his will to survive was extremely strong, and he gritted his teeth and continued running forward, limping.
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