Chapter 39: A temperament that is both complex and perfect

As early as when evil thoughts flashed in his eyes, Xing Luoxi knew that he had to call the police.

People like this who deceive the good and fear the evil, if they don't punish them early, sooner or later they will roll from small evil to big evil.

It's just that I didn't expect that the other party still had a murder weapon on him......

Xing Luoxi didn't dare to take it lightly, stared at the right arm that was still swinging, and rubbed his wrist quietly.

"I'll give you one last chance, put down the knife." This was her ultimatum.

The thief waved his knife hehehe, "Stinky girl, you are really crazy!" Amazing? ”

As he spoke, the thief had a fierce glint in his eyes, and his left wrist swung wildly in the air in a twisted shape.

The shiny blade is extremely sharp, but the technique of wielding the knife is difficult to describe.

He was obviously not used to using his left hand, and he couldn't even hold a knife steadily.

All I can say is......

One pass operation is as fierce as a tiger......

It was thanks to the punishment that he was well-educated, so he did not ridicule him on the spot, but took pity on his bluff and answered his question seriously.

"Strictly speaking, I can't be considered a good ......"

The thief thought she was afraid, and took two steps forward triumphantly, flicked his right arm, and was about to speak, when he heard her say slowly.

"But that's enough for you."

The thief froze for a while before he reacted.

"Stinky girl! You dare to humiliate Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu fought with you! The thief rushed with his sword in anger.

Xing Luoxi's eyes shone slightly, calculated his foot speed, hand speed, and the effect of his right arm on his body's weightlessness, and slowly clenched his hands.

You don't have to think about it to know that she can't avoid it.

If nothing else, the knife will fall into her hands.

And yet—

Zizi.

He seemed to hear a sigh in his heart.

I saw the only bright street lamp on the side flicker, and instantly fell into the shadow where I couldn't see my fingers.

She......

Nothing can be seen!

Seeing that she suddenly did not move, the thief also stopped, tremblingly holding the knife, and walked over step by step......

And then......

He saw a pair of eyes, and a cold air from nowhere rushed directly from the soles of his feet, making him shiver fiercely......

Shrouded in darkness, she could clearly feel the hairs of all the tiny pores on her body stand up, and she took a deep breath and tried her best to calm down.

"Be careful!" An exclamation suddenly rang out.

The torture was tense instantly.

Immediately after, there was the sound of a fight......

There's a third person here!

Realizing this, Xing Luoxi stepped back vigilantly, trying to find something to touch, and his feet squeaked against the gravel.

"Bang!"

The sound of a knife falling to the ground.

The punishment fell and the feet were sluggish.

Before she could figure out what was going on, the next moment, someone grabbed her arm!

A faint smell of fresh blood poured into my nose.

Xing Luoxi only felt that his brain was in chaos, and instinctively grabbed the other party's outstretched hand, and his voice was full of uncontrollable fierceness.

"Who?"

The other party did not answer.

Zizi.

The dim street lights were back on.

Xing Luoxi subconsciously closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she saw a slender man standing in front of her.

On a cold day, he was still wearing a neatly ironed suit, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his straight nose, and his elegant and gentle eyes shining through the mirror, exuding a complex and perfect temperament.

Sven, gentleman, elegant, extravagant......

Such a temperament makes Xing Luoxi feel inexplicable......

If anyone wants to pick some flaws from it, it is to pick the bones in the egg......