when we are in love

Chapter 1 Catch the Thief

"Thief, there are thieves, hurry up and catch the thieves!" A woman's shout came from the street. People looked at the source of the sound. A middle-aged woman with a slightly fat figure was running on the street panting. There was a black man in front of her. Ying quickly ran over, holding a lady's bag in his hand.

A man and a woman across the street were coming out of a gold jewelry shop. They had smiles on their faces and looked at each other with happiness in their eyes.

The movement on the street obviously made them feel a little strange. Seeing that no one was helping her chase the thief, the woman couldn't catch up with her own life, so she shouted: "Help me, the money in my bag is for you." My wife’s life-saving money, please help me.”

The woman cried miserably, and the man across the street frowned, let go of the girl's hand and said, "Xinxin, wait here for me, I'll go."

The girl knew what he was going to do, she nodded sensibly, "Be careful."

"I know." The man didn't forget to touch her head before running away.

The girl smiled at him, her firm gaze indicated that she would definitely stand here and wait for him.

The man stepped over the railing in a few steps, ran to the opposite street, and ran wildly in the direction in which the thief escaped just now.

After running for several streets, he finally caught up with the thief. The man forced him into a dead end step by step.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing in broad daylight, I advise you, don't meddle in your own business!"

"Man, man, what's the point of stealing something belonging to an old man, you can't escape, hurry up and get the bag!"

The thief looked around, there was no way out, there was a wall behind him, he weighed the weight of the bag, and the flash of greed in his eyes made it impossible for him to give up the money he had earned without any effort so easily, viciously Said: "Stinky boy, if you don't let go, don't blame me for being merciless!" As he said, he showed the sharp knife hidden in his pocket.

The man really didn't know that he was still carrying a sharp weapon, but he didn't back down, and said calmly, "I've already called the police, and the police will be here soon. You can't escape at all."

"Hmph, it's not that easy to scare me!" When the thief heard the man say to call the police, the thief's hand holding the knife trembled, but immediately swung the sharp knife arrogantly again.

The man looked at the knife in his hand vigilantly, making sure that he was in a safe place, and his mind was running fast. Such a stalemate was still not a solution, thinking about how to take the knife from the thief's hand.

The thief saw him calmly blocking the way, did he really call the police?
No, a cooked duck can still make it fly!
"Boy, I advise you not to block the way, or I will be accused of being merciless."

The man tugged at the corner of his mouth and said mockingly: "Then I want to see if your blade is not sharp."

When the man finished speaking, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the wrist of the thief's right hand. There was a sharp pain in the thief's right hand, which made him have to let go of the handle of the knife, but the man only held it. He caught his right hand, not noticing that the thief caught the falling sharp knife with his left hand, and then stabbed at the man's chest.

The man reacted quickly, there was nothing to cover his hand, he was cut by a knife, endured the pain, and kicked the knife away from the thief's hand with his foot. The thief had no sharp blade in his hand, and he was simply let the man slaughter him. .

(End of this chapter)