The man obviously had no patience, so he pulled Ning An's backpack hard.

Ning An pretended to let go of his hand.

Sure enough, the man's attention was all on his bag, and he immediately prepared to take the bag and escape, and moved the dagger in his hand away.

Ning An dodged, avoided his knife, snatched the backpack in his hand, and ran forward quickly!

Fortunately, she didn't wear high heels today.

She ran with the trees on the side of the road. Although the road was slippery, she was very familiar with it.

"Shit!" The man cursed and immediately chased after him!

But snowy days are different from usual, the ground slips and cannot run fast.

Ning An was afraid of slipping, so he kept stepping on the unmelted snow, and his snow boots were wet. Walking forward was a convenience store, and the thief would not catch up with him again!

"Stop!" the man shouted, not wanting to see the cooked duck fly away, and chased forward desperately.

The road is very dark and there are no people on the road.

Ning An ran out of breath, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

She held the bag tightly and did not let go.

However, the footsteps behind him became louder and louder, and Ning An found that he seemed to be about to be caught up.

She was so scared that she ran away quickly.

The thief pursued him relentlessly.

Ning An turned a corner and ran forward hard, not daring to slack off at all.

Suddenly, Ning An heard the thief let out a muffled groan and fell to the ground randomly!

The sound is too loud, it is difficult to notice it.

Ning An ran a few more steps because of inertia before stopping and turning.

The thief fell to the ground, covering his stomach, and beside him was a parked wheelchair.

From Ning An's perspective, she could only see his side face. Her clearly contoured face was deep and firm under the dim street lights, her eyes were firm, and her thin lips were tightly pursed.

It's Song Shaoyan.

Why was he here? He didn't return home?

Surprise flashed in Ning An's eyes.

But for some reason, a throbbing heart slowly calmed down, and the wind blew across the side of the face and didn't feel scared.

Song Shaoyan was on hand with his usual crutches. He just used them to knock on the thief's legs and stomach.

The thief covered his stomach in pain, but he was wearing a black mask and could not see his expression.

"It's such a good holiday on Christmas Eve, I have to come out and rob." Song Shaoyan opened his thin lips lightly, and Xue Ye covered his low voice with a layer of hoarseness, "Get out."

The thief was lying on the ground, covered in snow, his eyes staring at the nosy man angrily.

When he found out that he was a disabled person, his eyes were filled with fierce light.

"Be careful!" Ning An exclaimed when he saw him pull out his dagger and his pupils dilated!

The thief stood up from the ground with all his strength, pulled out a dagger and stabbed Song Shaoyan!

Song Shaoyan raised his hand and tapped his calf hard with a crutch!

The thief was caught off guard and slipped.

But he didn't give up and pounced on Song Shaoyan, stabbing the dagger in his chest.

Song Shaoyan's eyes were quick and fast, his eyes stern, and he grabbed his wrist!

The dagger is only four or five centimeters away from Song Shaoyan's coat. The tip of the knife is down and can be inserted into Song Shaoyan's heart with just a little force.

Ning An ran over in a panic: "Stop, let go of the dagger, I will give you the bag, and don't call the police!"

Song Shaoyan held the thief's wrist tightly and stopped him from exerting force.

Ning An looked down and went to the roadside to look for bricks!

Song Shaoyan and the thief were in a stalemate. The two of them looked at each other with red eyes, and their hands were exerting force!

At this moment, the thief's other hand suddenly touched the waist of his jeans.
Chapter completed!