Chapter 7: Little White Face! Scared, right?

He didn't chase after him, but pursued him all the way, and the thief ran straight into the alley, and he followed him through several strange alleys.

"Stop, thief, give me back the bag!"

Xi Yao's bag itself is very valuable, and the things in it are very cherished by her, although he doesn't care about a bag, but Xi Yao is like his sister, he naturally can't bear to make her sad.

What's more, it is still in the Jinling realm, and in broad daylight, things will be robbed, which really annoys him.

"Stop!"

He chased forward with all his strength, the thief was a middle-aged man, and he ran very fast, but he couldn't bear to keep running, and after running a few alleys, he was tired and panting.

"Hey, give me the bag back!" Seeing that the thief couldn't run, he demanded it sharply.

"Want? You have the ability to get it! The thief was not afraid, and directly threw Xi Yao's pearl bag into the yard.

He narrowed his eyes, knowing that he had been led to the thief's lair.

"I see that you are also rich, today I simply tied you up and let your little girl redeem you!" The thief smiled, picked up a stick from the wall and attacked him.

He kicked the thief's long stick away, and the thief shook his hand, but gritted his teeth, took out a dagger from his body, and stabbed him brightly.

Although he dodged, he did not show weakness in the return fire, the two men fought hand-to-hand, he easily snatched the thief's dagger down, and slashed at the thief's neck.

"Big brother, save me!" The thief panicked and shouted!

Looking at a bearded man who came out of the courtyard next to him, he sneered: "Heh, you thief really has a helper." ”

"Brother is so skilled!" The bearded man looked at him gloomily.

He said: "I had no intention of hurting anyone, so I gave it back to me, and I let him go." ”

"Want something? It's up to you to see if you have the ability. The beard said disdainfully.

He twisted his eyebrows, the dagger in his hand tightened, and the edges and corners penetrated into the thief's neck, making the thief tremble in fright, and he said: "For a bag, your brother's life is not wanted?" ”

"Of course my brother's life is wanted, and I want your things!" The beard smiled shamelessly, and then suddenly took out a pistol from his arms, and pointed the muzzle at him with a black hole.

Seeing him change color slightly, the beard couldn't help but be proud, and said as he walked: "Little white face, it's faster than your knife or my gun." As he spoke, he arrogantly pointed a gun at his forehead: "Dare to move, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you!" ”

The gun on his forehead made the man groan for a moment, and his eyes moved slightly as he looked behind him.

The beard said proudly: "Hahaha, little white face!" Scared, right? You think we're doing this......"

The thief held hostage by the man suddenly looked at the triumphant beard with his eyes unusually wide, but he couldn't say a word because he had a dagger pressed around his neck.

The beard didn't finish speaking, the back of the head was hit hard, the beard snorted, although the force did not make him faint, but it still made him dizzy, he subconsciously wanted to cover his head and turn around, but he suddenly realized that he couldn't do this, and his fingers were about to pull the trigger immediately. However, it was this moment, waiting for this moment, the wrist of the bearded beard had already been hit hard, and with a bang, the bullet burst into the bluestone wall.