On the side of the lively square, colorful neon lights flickered along the road, and people of all colors rubbed shoulders one after another, and laughter filled the entire square.

Among all these happy pairs of travel companions, Leng Mingxu, who shuttles alone, is particularly conspicuous.

If he had been a few years ago, he would have been anxious to escape from this noisy place, let alone make his way through the crowds.

But now, he is in love with such an environment.

The simple dress and simple conversation seem to be a pure white world, without a trace of contamination.

No one will care about you, no one will deliberately attract you, maybe there is no luxury of a business reception, but there is a unique reality in a commercial hotel.

He loved it here - I don't know when it started.

Just as he was strolling around comfortably, admiring the small goods and snacks around him, an out of place cries for help suddenly sounded, breaking the harmony here—

"My bag! Thief! Catch the thief! My bag!! ”

One turned around, only to see a man in a black jacket holding a pink runner hurriedly running in front of him, and not long after, a young man who looked very young also hurriedly chased after him, and he was closely followed by a female college student, who was anxiously shouting for help, it seemed that it should be a couple.

Everyone present was also caught off guard by this sudden scene.

Several energetic young men also joined the chasing camp, but they were not as skilled as the thief, and coupled with the dense crowd, they were about to be thrown away by the thief in a few clicks.

At this moment, when Leng Mingxu decided to help, a figure suddenly "flew" out of the crowd not far ahead, and Leng Mingxu suddenly stopped.

At this time, the thief had already run to the main field of the central square, and it seemed that he wanted to pass through there directly, taking advantage of the large number of people to avoid everyone.

The long-haired woman chased after her at high speed, and knowing that it would be impossible to catch her by running through the crowd under such circumstances, she jumped up and jumped onto the statue of the white dove in the center of the square.

Everyone present was fascinated by the woman's skill, ignoring the fact that thieves were weaving among them.

Leng Mingxu is no exception.

Just as everyone's eyes were intertwined with her, the woman raised her eyes slightly, quickly swept over the crowd standing below, and soon found the man in black who was running away with his head down.

Without thinking about it, he jumped and landed directly behind the thief, grabbing his shoulders with both hands at the same time, and the surrounding crowd quickly gave way to a big circle when they saw this.

The black-clothed thief didn't seem to be an unknown junior, and he quickly grabbed the woman's hand, kicked his left foot back skillfully, bent over, and directly threw the woman to the ground.

The long-haired woman naturally didn't let him succeed, and she turned around quickly and escaped.

Seeing this, the thief also knew that this woman was not easy to mess with, and in anxiety, he directly took out the dagger in his waist, his eyes were horizontal, he protected the snatched bag with one hand, and attacked the woman with the dagger in the other.

The woman showed no hint of fear, easily dodged the first attack, and quickly dodged behind the man, wrapping one hand around the man's neck and holding the arm with the other, controlling the man's head and body.

Immediately afterwards, a high leg raised and directly knocked out the dagger in the man's hand.

Seeing the timing, the woman quickly pulled out the stolen bag from the thief's hand. One rolled over, and the man rolled over and fell to the ground.

Just as the stubborn thief is ready to get up and fight again. The owner of the bag had already arrived with the security team, and before he could make a move, he was already handcuffed.

The woman returned the bag to its owner, and before the man could say thank you, she quickly ran away from the crowd.

And at the same time, Leng Mingxu hurried over, but what was left for him was only the flowing back of the long black hair.