Tong Yao was completely unaware of the plan that had been carried out in the dark. She wrapped her coat tightly and walked on the road where the snow had just cleared, enduring the cold wind.
This is indeed a winter-dominated city
"@#)!@*!" There was a shout from behind. She couldn't understand the Russian language, but the sharp voice still made her couldn't help but look back.
Turning sideways, a black figure quickly passed by. With a big palm push, she sat awkwardly on the snowdrift on the side of the road.
The Russian girl in the distance was still lying on the ground and shouting, pointing in the direction where the black figure fled, heartbroken...
This kind of picture is not unfamiliar
Tong Yao reacted instantly - that person robbed this girl's things!
The heroism in her body immediately rose up, and regardless of whether the girl understood it or not, she yelled in Chinese, "I'll help you get it back," and then chased the black figure in the direction where it disappeared.
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Because it had just snowed, there were few people on the street, and there was a language barrier. It was impossible for Tong Yao to find anyone who could help him block people.
Seeing that the black shadow was about to catch up again, she gritted her teeth in annoyance, but found that the black shadow in the distance also stopped and seemed to glance in her direction...
It turns out that person is also tired from running?!
Tong Yao's eyes were filled with joy, and she thought innocently, but little did she know that she was "waiting" for her, fearing that she would really lose him...
"Don't run!" she shouted, sprinting over at a speed of 100 meters, exerting her physical strength to the limit.
The black figure in the distance paused for a moment, then turned around and flashed into a small alley - a dead end alley where no one passed and no one saw it.
"Hand over your wallet!" Tong Yao followed, feeling smug in her heart: There was no place to run? She could finally help someone recover their wallet!
Unexpectedly, the thief narrowed his eyes, suddenly turned around in the next second, pulled out the dagger hidden in his sleeve, and instantly pressed her against the wall.
She was confused, and then suddenly remembered: she was just chasing after him, without even thinking about whether she had the ability to beat him...
"Take off your clothes!" The thief wore a big black hat, and his face could not be seen clearly. He could only hear his deep voice coming from the brim of the hat.
Tong Yao's face turned pale.
She was so frightened that she even forgot to think about it: Why would a street thief in Moscow speak Chinese to her in such a "considerate" manner?
"Take off your clothes!" He tightened his dagger, clearly threatening.
"What... do you want to do?" She took a step back and pressed her body against the wall, but there was no way to retreat.
"I didn't steal your money, what does it have to do with you?" The thief was obviously very unhappy, "You chased me for a few streets, I have to let you get some reward."
One of his hands was always holding the dagger against her. While speaking, the other hand began to unbuckle his belt, making a harsh and disgusting metal collision sound.
"Take it off!" he urged threateningly.
"Unless I die!" She suddenly growled in a cold voice, and quickly broke off the hand holding the knife. Before the thief could recover, she turned to the blade and stabbed him...
The thief looked stern, and immediately ignored his instructions, "Just give it a try, you don't have to really hurt her." He waved his hand reflexively, threw her out, and cut her hand at the same time.
Blood immediately spread out from the palm of my hand
Tong Yao didn't care about the pain at all. Taking advantage of the thief's opportunity to get rid of her, Tong Yao fled in a panic...
The woman in the dark chuckled: "I don't have a good brain, but I am still kind-hearted. I appreciate this... very much!"
Her blind heroism, rushing into a blind alley without any fear of losing her life, is really... hopelessly stupid! But it is this kind of stupidity that makes people see her simple thoughts...
And she has always admired people who still have simple thoughts in today's society.
She swung her car keys and deliberately walked toward her in panic. When she passed by, she deliberately raised her foot and "tripped" her slightly.
"Ah!" Tong Yao whispered, and immediately fell out in embarrassment. The injured palm of his right hand was stained with a piece of sand, making it even more miserable.
"Oh, are you okay?" the instigator exclaimed exaggeratedly, and quickly went up to help Tong Yao get up, "Oh! You're bleeding, and it's all my fault. Can I take you to the pharmacy to bandage it?"
Tong Yao endured the pain and smiled, and could only nod.
With her simple mind, she would not think too much, let alone question - when did the coverage rate of Chinese speakers in Moscow become so high?
In the drugstore
Tong Yao looked gratefully at the woman who was busy working for him - she was very beautiful! With wavy waist-length hair, a tall figure of over 1.7 meters, a typical delicate and gentle face of an oriental woman...
"What are you looking at me for?" She chuckled, tied the last bandage, and dragged her chin to show her kindness, "Let's make friends?"
Getting to know her like this is much more proactive than getting to know her through brother's introduction.
"My name is Tong Yao." Tong Yao stretched out her hand sincerely, looked at the bandaged palm, smiled sheepishly, and was about to put it down when the girl opposite shook it gently.
"My name is Shi Ting," she said in an elegant and generous manner, with a bright smile in her eyes, "Hello, sister-in-law!"