Xiao Xiao raised an eyebrow.
Was the weather so nice that all the thieves had decided to come out in force?
Lately, he seemed to be hearing people shout about catching thieves rather often.
The thief was easy to spot.
A man wearing a black baseball cap clutched an exquisite women's handbag and ran at full speed.
He made no effort to avoid people.
"Move!"
The thief's voice was hoarse.
He was ferocious.
Everyone in his path instinctively moved aside.
Those who were too slow were shoved aside by him.
A commotion broke out.
The crowd grew restless and chaotic.
An uneasy, agitated atmosphere spread through the air.
"Move!"
"Get out of my way!"
The thief waved his left hand, the one not holding the bag.
Something glinted blindingly in the sunlight.
It was a knife.
Those who noticed it panicked even more.
They shoved one another, trying to get farther away from the thief.
"Ah!"
An orange rolled onto the thief's path.
A man hurried forward a few steps and bent to pick it up.
The thief furrowed his brow.
Who was this idiot who couldn't watch where he was going?
He raised the dagger in his hand.
"Move!"
The man turned his head.
A sudden flash of cold light stabbed at his eyes.
Every hair on his body stood on end.
He was already rolling to one side.
"Watch where you're going next time!"
The thief turned toward the man and spat viciously.
Then he faced forward and took a step—
"Ow!"
The thief felt a sudden pain behind his knee.
He pitched forward.
"Thud!"
The thief's knee slammed hard into the ground.
And this was an asphalt road.
It was hard as stone.
The thief braced himself