Chapter 79

On the other side, Zhao Fulin didn't know that she had accidentally revealed a lot of tricks, which attracted another one to stare at her.

At the moment, she just wants to go back and find some clues from the existing information in the file bag, and find out the person behind the gun.

At * * a.m. and at 5 or 6 p.m. in the evening, it's the peak time of the day. Zhao Fulin just ran into this time when she rushed back from the coffee shop.

No matter where it is, as long as there are more people, it is easy to have an accident, just like the theorem, which is a kind of reality that can be obtained without process inference.

As soon as Zhao Fulin walked out of the city center, she heard a shout from a distance: "someone is stealing. Someone is stealing. Stop him, stop him, stop him!"

Zhao Fulin's step at the foot of a sudden meal, long-term engaged in a certain occupation to develop professional ethics, so that she is almost reflective to the direction of the thief escape.

The most important thing is whether to die or not. The direction of the thief's escape happened to be Zhao Fulin's side. But in a few seconds, the thief had already run to the place close to Zhao Fulin.

Too late to think about it, Zhao Fulin's hand has been extended to the thief without the owner's consent.

The thief, who was running wildly, suddenly found that he couldn't run any more. As soon as he turned his head, he saw a hand clasped on his shoulder and stopped him.

The thief's face changed slightly, almost reflexively picked up the briefcase and threw it at Zhao Fulin.

Zhao Fulin twists her eyebrows and raises the hand that still holds the file bag to block it. Unexpectedly, the thief sees that she has no intention to let go at all. He throws the briefcase directly on her head. At the same time, he takes out a knife from his pocket and stabs Zhao Fulin's hand.

Zhao Fulin thought that this was just an ordinary thief. He didn't think that the other party was still carrying a knife. Without checking for a moment, a small bloodstain was scratched on the back of his hand.

Under the pain of eating, the paper bag directly slipped from the hand and fell to the ground.

The thief saw that Zhao Fulin let go and hurriedly wanted to pick up the briefcase which was smashed open and scattered all over the floor.

Before I could squat down, I heard an urgent cry not far away. My heart was in a panic, and I couldn't care about the briefcase on the ground. I turned around and wanted to run.

Unfortunately, at this time, Zhao Fulin had recovered from the pain of the wound, and his anger at the sight of blood was all vented to the thief who hurt himself.

A few seconds after the thief turned around and ran to catch up with the other side, catching each other's shoulder as he did at the beginning.

The thief's shoulder was made and he wanted to do the same thing again. He picked up the knife and turned around to stab Zhao Fulin.

At this time, Zhao Fulin has been prepared. How can he stab him?

Eyes slightly a Lin, head to the edge of a crooked, to avoid the knife at the same time, the other hand directly grabbed the thief's wrist down a fold.

The thief let out a scream in pain on the spot, and the murder weapon in his hand fell to the ground, whining.

In front of Zhao Fulin, the thief who lost his weapon was just like a diseased cat who had pulled out her teeth.

"Let you steal, let you hurt people with arms, let you flee with fear of crime..." every time Zhao Fulin said a word, he punched the thief.

The ferocity of the picture simply scared a lot of passers-by on the street, including Xia zetao who came later.