Of course, thieves are a high-risk industry, and they may face the danger of going to jail at any time, and they may be beaten violently or beaten to death in the street.
"As a thief, not only do you not feel guilty, but you actually dare to be so arrogant?!" Li Xiaohu sneered and said, "Who gave you the courage?"
"Fuck, are you looking for death?" The black-faced man immediately took out a spring knife from his pocket, pressed the switch, and the knife swung out. Then, several men with the same black faces surrounded him from the surrounding crowd.
, each of these people had cynical smiles on their lips, and their eyes were full of joking. They probably didn't do good deeds. Since they didn't do good deeds, they must be in the same group with the other party.
"Then let's see who dies!" Li Xiaohu sneered. He stood there motionless, waiting for the opponent's attack.
"Fuck, you're looking for death!" The man immediately gritted his teeth and rushed forward quickly. He waved the dagger in his hand and rushed toward Li Xiaohu. Li Xiaohu dodged sideways and took the lead to snatch Mr. Fan's small satchel from the man's hand.
He came over and slammed his knee into the opponent's chest.
Poof...
The man immediately spat out a mouthful of sour water, almost spitting out last night's New Year's Eve dinner. Li Xiaohu snatched the switchblade from the man's hand, then put it against the man's throat and said, "I'll kill you now.
I guess there isn’t even one person who pities you. You usually do evil things, but do you think anyone will pity you?"
"Hero, spare your life!" The black-faced man had a cunning look in his eyes.
"Hmph!" Li Xiaohu grabbed his collar and threw it aside, and said angrily: "Go away, next time I see you, I will break your legs!"
"Yes! I won't dare to do it again next time!" The black-faced man hurriedly begged for mercy.
Li Xiaohu flicked the switchblade and threw it on the road. Then he turned and left. The black-faced men surrounding him blocked Li Xiaohu's way. Li Xiaohu glanced at them and said coldly: "What? You want to fight?
?”
Those accomplices of the thief knew how powerful Li Xiaohu was, and they looked at each other, and then made way for Li Xiaohu. Everyone turned sideways to let Li Xiaohu pass. Li Xiaohu held Master Fan's small satchel, and then stared at a few people.
, strode past in front of them. The people around looked at Li Xiaohu curiously. This boy is really powerful. He can even subdue the bullies in this area. On weekdays, these guys wait here every day, and when they see someone
The owner of the money would immediately follow and steal the wallet. Of course, sometimes the gang would rob openly.
But he didn't expect that someone could subdue them today. Maybe this is a good thing for this street. Li Xiaohu held Master Fan's bag and turned back towards Haitang and Master Fan. They had just walked two seconds.
Stepping forward, Li Xiaohu discovered a problem from the expressions of the people. The people onlookers covered their mouths and stared wide-eyed. From the eyes of the onlookers, Li Xiaohu saw fear. From their eyes,
He clearly saw the black-faced man rushing towards him, holding a switchblade in his hand.
"Seeking death!" Li Xiaohu finally got angry. He turned around, raised his right foot, and pointed sharply at the man's chest. The man immediately fell to the ground, and then rolled around quickly for several times, until finally he stopped.
