"Genoa is a good place, don't miss some famous attractions!" The old man is probably a local, so he is inevitably proud of his hometown.

"This is the hometown of the famous navigator Columbus and the hometown of violinist Paganini. This land has nurtured countless outstanding talents."

Xia Chuqi nodded in agreement and replied with a smile: "Yes, we are planning to go to the concert hall to listen to a violin concert commemorating Paganini!" "Is that so? It's true!" The old man's eyes were slightly brighter, and he introduced with a smile: "The Paganini International Violin Competition is also held here every two years. Every autumn, young talents from all over the world will go here to participate in the competition, thus giving birth to many outstanding young young people.

Violinist!”

When the old man said this, his smile on the corner of his lips became gentler: "Beautiful girl, it seems you are going to the concert with your partner?"

"Yes," Xia Chuqi nodded, turned around and looked at Feng Xun. Just as he was about to introduce Feng Xun to the old man, he saw that he frowned slightly and was not depressed. He asked with concern: "Feng Xun, what's wrong?"

Before Feng Xun could answer, a strange scream suddenly came into the ears of the subway car.

"Let go, let go"

The scream was sharp and harsh, which immediately alarmed many people in the carriage. Xia Chuqi also looked in the direction where the sound came, and saw a young man standing near him shouting.

"Let me go, hell"

"What's going on?" asked onlookers curiously.

"He, he wants to murder me." The young man who screamed, quickly showed a grievance expression, pointed at Feng Xun beside him, and called for help to everyone: "You guys help, this man will not let me go!"

Xia Chuqi then appeared. The young man who was screaming was pinching his wrist tightly by Feng Xun. Looking at the expression, it was probably painful!

"Feng Xun, what's going on?" Xia Chuqi looked at Feng Xun in confusion, believing that he would not pinch a strange young man for no reason!

"He just wanted to steal something from your pocket, but I caught him!" Feng Xun frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

"What?" Xia Chuqi widened his eyes in surprise, and quickly reached into his pocket. He found that his phone and two tickets for the violin concert were still there, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

But the original intact top pocket had a scratch for no reason, which made her feel suspicious.

"You are a thief!" Xia Chuqi looked at the young man who was caught by Feng Xun coldly and scolded him with some angrily: "I actually cut my pocket and wanted to steal my things, damn it!" Because she was too angry, she forgot to speak Italian for a moment. The young thief couldn't understand her tone. In addition, seeing her interacting with Feng Xun, she had a plan and immediately shouted loudly: "You two conspired to harm me. You are not Italians, why are you on our land

act wildly?"

After he said this, many passengers on the subway were talking, and their eyes looked at Feng Xun and Xia Chuqi a little more repulsive. Someone even spoke to Feng Xun in a deep voice: "Sir, please let go and stop hurting this poor young man!"

Feng Xun looked at the passenger who persuaded him coldly and asked coldly: "What if I don't let go?"

"Then we are going to call the police!" The passenger took a step back by Feng Xun's cold eyes. When he thought of so many people in the car, he mustered up the courage to say.

The other passengers also nodded and said yes. The young thief was afraid that they would call the police, so he quickly said to Feng Xun: "If you let go, I will ignore the villain and will not care about you."

Feng Xun sneered and sneered, instead increasing the strength in his hands, which made the young thief pale and cried out in pain.

"It's too much." The onlookers kept shaking their heads, but they didn't dare to step forward and take action because they were afraid of Feng Xun.

At this moment, the flight attendant passed through the crowded crowd and rushed over: "Who is so bold to fight and cause trouble in the subway?"

"It's this gentleman who holds the poor man and doesn't let him go." The good passenger pointed at the young thief with a pale face and explained to the flight attendant.

The flight attendant looked at Feng Xun with a bad look, then looked at the young man with a pale face and sweating on his forehead. He immediately waved his hand and said coldly: "Let go, what place do you think of this place!"

Before Feng Xun could answer, Xia Chuqi explained to the flight attendant: "He is not a pitiful person, but a thief. He just tried to steal my things and was caught by my companions!"

This time she deliberately used Italian, and the onlookers were stunned. The crew frowned in confusion and looked at the young man who was caught with his wrist with a scrutiny.

"What this lady said is the truth?"

The young thief shook his head quickly and defended in panic: "No, I'm not a thief at all, she framed me. They both framed me together and wanted to blackmail me!"

Without waiting for the cabin police to say more, he added: "You see, they are not Italians, but they are bullying me, a native here. You can't believe their words!"

"If you weren't a thief, how could my pocket be cut open?" Xia Chuqi raised his eyebrows and sneered, and said to the flight attendant: "If you don't believe it, you can search and search. He must have a sharp weapon like a blade, and maybe there are other stolen goods on him!"

"No need to search, the blade is in his own hands!" Feng Xun spoke lightly and raised the thief's hands directly.

I saw that the palms of his hands, which were pinned by Feng Xun, were indeed holding an inconspicuous blade. Because Feng Xun was tightly grasped, there was no room for escape. The blade had already pierced into the palm of his palm, bringing out a trace of blood.

"No wonder your face is so pale. It turns out that the blade is in your own hands!" Xia Chuqi sighed and said to the flight attendant: "I think this is the evidence!"

"What else do you have to say?" The flight attendant said unhappily with a cold face and the young man in front of him who dared to ask for help. "I'm not, they framed him, and the blade was also put in my hand. The thief was clearly him!" The young man shook his head repeatedly, raised his chin to Feng Xun, and explained to the flight attendant with a bitter face: "You must believe me, he is very skilled, he can easily catch me, and he can also frame me.

easy!"

The flight attendant was probably moved by his words, looked at Feng Xun with some suspicion, and said to Feng Xun: "Sir, please show your valid ID!" "Do you think I need that kind of thing?" Feng Xun's cold answer made the flight attendant stunned, and then frowned.
Chapter completed!