He was stared at by so many people with bad eyes. No matter how thick the man was, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"What are you talking nonsense? When did I steal your stuff? Don't spit people with blood on it. Look, what's on me, what's yours!"

The strong man said, enduring the pain and took out his cell phone wallet in his pocket, and flipped his pocket outside. He did this not only for Ye Chen, but also for the onlookers present, so that everyone could dispel his doubts about him.

He and his accomplices have always had a clear division of labor. He harassed the target, the accomplices took action, and finally divided the spoils, so he would not have any stolen goods on him. Even if he was arrested, the other party would not be able to do anything to him.

I have nothing to do with me, how can you do to me?

The strong man looked at Ye Chen with an innocent face, but he was filled with joy because he had already noticed that the eyes of the surrounding melon-eating people had shifted from him to Ye Chen.

Humph, kid, even if you are alert, what can you do to me? I don’t believe you can turn a flower out of me?

Faced with this situation, Ye Chen was not surprised at all, and there was still a faint smile on his face. This smile made the strong man feel a little bad.

"I think you missed a place and didn't search."

As he said that, Ye Chen stretched out his free left hand and leaned into the strong man's clothes. Then, under the shocked expression of the strong man, he took out a long black wallet!

"This is my friend's wallet. His name is Hao Mingbai. He is eating at a fried chicken stall not far behind you. There are thirty-three hundred yuan bills, two ten yuan, a total of 3,320 yuan, and a peace talisman."

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he opened the wallet and displayed the things inside in front of the man and the onlookers, which was exactly what he said.

Now, the crowd's eyes fell on the strong man.

They saw with their own eyes that Ye Chen was empty when he reached into each other's clothes, so the wallet must have been taken out of this strong man.

How is this possible?

The strong man looked in disbelief. He didn't understand why Ye Chen took out such a big wallet from his inner pocket?

Looking at the silly expression of the strong man, Ye Chen's face was silent. He was joking. With the token, he could take out anything wherever he could go. As long as he was willing, it would be fine to take out Hao Mingbai's suitcase from the other party's arms.

As for what the thin man stole from his pocket just now, it was just some snacks I bought before.

"Call the police, people like this usually have accomplices."

"Yes, young man, call the police."

Among the melon-eating crowds around, there were few enthusiastic and whispered to Ye Chen, afraid that Ye Chen would be hurt by the other party’s people.

Ye Chen smiled kindly to these people, and they kindly reminded him that even if Ye Chen doesn't care about the threats of these thieves, he can't let the hearts of good people be cold.

When the strong man heard the word "call the police", he woke up from his shock. He was a habitual offender, and the money in his wallet was more than 3,000 yuan. Once he was arrested, he might not be able to get out in less than two years.

"Boy, I don't care what method you used to put this wallet on me, but I warn you, it's best not to cause trouble for me, let me go, and be nice to you and me."

The strong man stared at Ye Chen, and a hint of cruelty appeared in his eyes.

Although Ye Chen is very strong in pinching his shoulders and should be a trainer, the strong man is not worried at all.

As the saying goes, no matter how high the skill is, they are afraid of kitchen knives. They have always committed crimes in gangs, and they all have controlled knives hidden on them. When they encounter trouble, they will soon notify other accomplices, wait for their own people to come and give this kid a few stabs to ensure that the kid will never bother him again.

But the strong man still didn't want to make a fuss to that extent. Once they saw blood, they couldn't stay here. The conference here was very rich, and if he left like this, he would be a little unwilling to accept it.

So he planned to threaten the boy in front of him. If he knew the truth, he would let him go.

But what made the strong man unhappy was that the boy in front of him seemed to not care about his threat at all. The strength of pinching his shoulders became stronger.

"You steal my wallet and dare to threaten me. Do you really think you are the king of heaven?"

"Boy, if you seek death yourself, you won't blame me!"

The strong man looked fierce and winked at a person next to him. The man nodded silently. Then more than a dozen men covering their faces with collars took knives of different lengths and walked over to Ye Chen quickly.

When the onlookers saw this scene, they were frightened and retreated.

They like to watch the fun, but they don’t want to be watched. They have no eyes and are crowded with people. If those guys don’t have eyes, where can they reason?

So, in just a few seconds, a good place was empty around Ye Chen. When people in the distance saw this, they thought there was something to perform and kept squeezing here.

The men holding knives were also a little worried, fearing that the time was delayed would attract JC. Immediately, someone rushed to Ye Chen and stabbed him in the thigh!

This knife is not fatal. They are for money, but if they are involved in a lawsuit for life, the nature will be different.

"Mad, you are ungrateful!"

The man stabbed this knife and muttered hatefully, as if everything was Ye Chen's fault.

The strong man who was caught by Ye Chen was now looking at Ye Chen with a sneer on his face.

Boy, I asked you to pretend to be a b, but now it's too late to make you cry!

But soon, the strong man couldn't laugh.

I saw the bald young man who was holding him kicking him sideways. His accomplice who rushed over first was instantly hit and flew backwards, knocking down several of his companions. Then he turned his eyes and fainted.

Kicking a living person away with one kick, what a joke, is this filming?

The people around him exclaimed, after all, the person who was kicked away was a living person. It was worth tens of dozens of dollars. It would be good for a normal person to kick it. It was impossible to kick it away. Apart from the martial arts masters in TV series and movies, who else can do it?

Compared to the onlookers, the strong man is not so optimistic. He knows that his group of people may have met a Jianjiazi this time.

Made, would you be so unlucky? Anyone who steals a bald boy can be a trainer?

"Shaolin monk!"
Chapter completed!