"Little sister, don't be afraid!" The uncle smiled, his smile a little despicable, looked down at Song Xiyue, touched by her pitiful look.

"Haha." Song Xiyue sneered, grabbed the uncle's hand with one hand, and then kicked him hard at the uncle's life.

The uncle threw the knife in pain, covered his lower body, then fell to the ground, looked at Song Xiyue fiercely and said, "You woman dares to kick me?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Song Xiyue's smile was as bright as the blooming flowers in summer, and the uncle was angry.

"You damn girl, you're looking for death!" The uncle picked up the knife on the ground and stabbed Song Xiyue hard.

The passengers around avoided one after another. Song Xiyue calmly stretched out her hand and used the force of pulling a thousand pounds to resist the knife.

However, the uncle was an uncle after all, and he was very strong, so Song Xiyue's wrist was accidentally scratched.

The scratched Song Xiyue's eyes were covered with cold light and she shouted loudly, "Driver, open the car door!"

The uncle thought Song Xiyue was scared, so he smiled proudly, "How is it, are you scared?"

Song Xiyue ignored him, but looked at the slowly opened car door, then kicked the uncle down, and said coldly, "You are still here to be a robber? Go back and practice."

After the words came, the driver immediately closed the door and the bus ran rapidly.

There was a deafening applause in the car, and Song Xiyue turned a blind eye. She looked down at the cut cut on her wrist that was scratched by a knife. She felt sad. Her skills were really not very good. It seemed that she needed to practice again!

"Is it okay for my little sister to get injured in her hand?" A tall man walked out of the crowd. His face was handsome, his facial features were three-dimensional, and his tightly pursed lips had a faint and cool smell.

"It's okay." Song Xiyue looked up at the man with outstanding appearance. He exuded a cold and impatient aura, which was mixed with a bloodthirsty smell.

Song Xiyue frowned slightly. I am afraid that only those who have been hiding in the black street for many years will have such an aura.

This man must be very skilled, but why didn't he take action when the man kidnapped him just now? Is it because he was troublesome or is there something else?

"Even if it's okay, I'll bandage it." After the man said that, he gently held Song Xiyue's wrist, took the white handkerchief in his pocket and hurriedly bandaged her, and then said in a complimentary tone, "You are very skilled. Have you practiced karate?"

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Chapter completed!