The bag thief: "..." He had no idea why that Asian man had been so alert just now, causing them to fail. But this time, there wouldn't be a problem!
—The little girl in front of him looked frail and easy to deal with, completely different from that jumpy man earlier... Victory was right before his eyes!
Just as he was thinking that, the bag thief suddenly froze.
Someone grabbed the back of his collar from behind, making it impossible for his outstretched hand to move even an inch farther.
Almost at the same time, a voice drifted out from behind him:
"Ran, these two are working together. One dirties your clothes to draw your attention, while the other takes the chance to steal. I heard they even have a special name: the 'Ice Cream Bandits.'"
The bag thief: "..."
Although he couldn't understand what the Asian-looking young man had said, as Jiang Xia finished speaking, he suddenly had a bad feeling.
The next moment, a shadow fell over him.
The bag thief slowly, stiffly raised his head.
He saw the cute high school girl who had been splattered with ice cream turn around and stare straight at him. Her gloomy eyes seemed to contain the hell of asura.
"Haah—!!"
Thud—
The surroundings fell silent.
Jiang Xia silently stepped back two paces. Looking at the bag thief embedded in the ground, he briefly sympathized with him for 0.1 seconds.
He hadn't even taken out his Collapsible Baton to join in. Neither of these two had any Killing Intent, so beating them up wouldn't be very interesting. It was better to leave them to Mouri for some exercise.
After a while, the Ice Cream Bandit and his accomplice wriggled away.
Mouri Ran clenched and unclenched her fists, her anger easing