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Chapter 3 Serious Injury

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way..." Amid the anxious shouts, a fourteen-year-old boy holding a small dark black bag in his hand was running awkwardly in front of him. He shouted and plucked it with both hands.

There were people driving by, but not far behind him, there was a delicate woman who looked less than twenty years old, panting and shouting:

"Thief, catch the thief...my...wallet..."

There were not many people on the street, but there were quite a few. People coming and going stopped because of the boy in front of them, or moved directly to the side of the road, making it easier for the boy to escape. But for women,

But they chose to turn a deaf ear.

"No thief will act alone. There are usually their accomplices in the crowd. If in order to be good people, these thieves remember what they look like, it will be troublesome to retaliate in the future." People were whispering aside

With.

The woman continued to chase hard, and saw a brand-new motorcycle parked in front of the thief. The thief quickly jumped on the back seat, turned his head and smiled proudly at the woman:

"Bye! Beauty!"

The woman's beautiful eyes widened. This thief was so arrogant. She was still more than ten meters away from him. The car had already started and the motorcycle sped out...

"Girl, what are you doing standing still? Come up quickly and I'll help you catch up!"

Standing on the side of the road, the originally disappointed woman suddenly heard a crisp voice in her ear. She smiled happily, quickly got on the back of the man's motorcycle, grabbed the man's clothes, and the motorcycle moved towards the other side.

Go far away.

The woman's name is Meimei. She was going to go out to work today, but she accidentally saw a middle-aged woman's bag being robbed on the road. She called for help along the way, but no one took action. She enthusiastically chased the thief together with the woman.

Come on... Later, the middle-aged woman fell behind, but she chased her to the front. Who didn't know, but she thought the thief just snatched her wallet?

"Hurry up, I'm going to speed up!"

The man looked about eighteen or nineteen years old. Meimei didn't even have time to see what he looked like before she got in his car, but he smelled very good, and his voice was also very nice, plus he had the courage to

Meimei still has a very good impression of him when he helps others.

The man's speeding skills were top-notch. In less than a quarter of an hour, he caught up with the motorcycle of the two gangsters. The gangster who had just snatched the wallet was obviously stunned for a moment and said in a dirty voice:

"Beauty, have you found your mistress to help? The speed is quite fast. If you become my mistress, I will give you my wallet immediately, and even my whole person..."

The unclean sound made the man on the bike frown in displeasure. He turned the handlebars and pushed the motorcycle next to him to the side of the road. The motorcycle could not move forward. In the end, the gangster on the bike had to stop.

He came down, supported the road cliff stone with one foot, and said angrily:

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

"Give it back to this girl!" The man on the bicycle said coldly, and Meimei thought that his face must be frighteningly cold at this time.

"Who are you to her? Why should I give it to you?" The gangster on the bicycle is good-looking, but his ferocious look is very unflattering. It's a pity that he is young but has not taken the right path.

"Bring it here!" The voice was still cold. The man raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Give it to him!" He said too late, but soon, a bright knife was handed over. The man on the bicycle did not see this, but the knife of the gangster who stole the bag was coming towards him.

"Be careful..." Subconsciously, Meimei pushed him.

There was a "poof" sound, which was the pain of a knife entering the flesh, and the beautiful little face turned into a ball of pain. The man immediately turned around and looked at the blood dripping down in panic:

"You...you...are you okay!"

Looking at the suddenly pale face, the two gangsters reversed the car and fled. The man on the bike looked at Meimei in horror, not knowing what to do...

"1...1...0..."

After saying the last word, Meimei fainted from the pain, and the man finally understood and quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket...


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