“Shit！”

With a curse, the two men stood up at the same time and took out the dick from the back pocket of their jeans, two bright knives. The knife is flashing with a sharp edge, and the back of the knife is sharply toothed, which looks even more chilly.

Although Xia Qiling was bold, she still couldn't help but take a step back when she saw this knife, these two tall black men plus two knives like this, no matter how you look at it, it is not good for her. One man was the first to stab her with a knife. Xia Qiling turned around and avoided it, and the moment she turned around, she hooked her feet, and the person who rushed up immediately stumbled and almost fell, but Xia Qiling avoided this one, and the small knife in the back had already shook in front of her, so frightened that she quickly lowered her head, the knife almost slashed against the top of her head, Xia Qiling felt that her scalp was cold. Finally avoided the two people, but the two immediately scolded and attacked her.

If it was one person, she might be able to deal with it, but these two people were surprisingly tall and holding sharp knives, although she could avoid them, but it was also a little difficult to put these two people down. For the time being, Xia Qiling had no other way but to avoid it.

Just when Xia Qiling was avoiding left and right, Xia Qiling's foot was suddenly grabbed, Xia Qiling was startled, and when he looked down, it turned out to be the strong woman who was sitting there and grabbed her foot. A chill suddenly rose from the soles of his feet.

It's over—

Xia Qiling kicked the person under his feet, but the strong woman grabbed it tightly. Seeing that Xia Qiling was tripped up, the thief showed a dark smile and slashed at Xia Qiling's face with a knife. The bright knife was close in front of him......

Just when Xia Qiling thought that he was definitely going to be finished, the knife suddenly stopped! Right in front of her face, the cold light was pressing! Xia Qiling was stunned, not because of the bright knife in front of him, but because of the black guy next to the thief's head - the gun!

In Xia Qiling's memory, she had only seen such things on TV, but in reality, she really saw it now, it was a gun, a genuine pistol. The pistol was just pressed straight at the thief's head, and it felt like the next second, the thief's head would be splattered with blood.

The knife in the thief's hand was raised in front of Xia Qiling, trembling slightly. The dark and smug smile had frozen on his face, and there was deep fear and confusion in his eyes. He didn't dare to move his eyes, because he knew very well what was now against his head, and the coldness was like the breath of death, which made people tremble when they smelled it.

None of the accomplices next to him dared to move, just looking at the sudden situation in front of him, the air seemed to be condensed, and it was so quiet that it was suffocating.

The person holding the gun to the thief's head was none other than Chu Mo, who was sweating profusely and looking for Xia Qiling several streets.

Xia Qiling stared at Chu Mo, his mood at this time was surprisingly weird, he looked at Chu Mo, and even forgot to speak! His chest was pounding. On this cool morning, Chu Mo's sweat slid down his cheeks, and the hair on his forehead was also wet, looking a little messy, but the aura on his body was so cold, so cold that everyone around him seemed to be frozen.