Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

"What should we eat later?" Cheng Xihe wondered. Since we're already here, it wouldn't be too much to ask for something good to eat, right?

Su Jin took out her phone and looked at the travel guide she had made before: "I remember there is a very famous cheese fondue in the area."

How about we go eat that tonight? But what about my brother Yan?

"It's okay, I'm here. I'll make sure your brother Yan can enjoy hot pot as usual, okay?"

Cheng Xihe blinked and smiled.

Su Jin felt much more at ease: "That's good, let's go eat this cheese fondue."

"What do people think of this place?" Cheng Xihe asked curiously.

It was her first time here, and she didn't know anything about the place.

Only those who know a little bit about food can bring it to eat.

Su Jin is definitely not stingy when it comes to food.

"I checked the reviews of this restaurant on a software app in our country, and the opinions were mixed. It mainly depends on your own taste."

Su Jin's answer was rather conventional, lacking any highlights or clear explanations of its strengths and weaknesses.

"Where is the address? Is it far?" Cheng Xihe thought for a moment and then asked.

Su Jin quickly checked: "It's near Mount Lindenhof—"

"Hello!"

Su Jin was looking down at his phone, holding it very low, and Cheng Xihe and Yan Mingchuan both leaned over to look at it.

All three of them stopped, not noticing.

Before Su Jin could say anything, a figure suddenly rushed over from the side and grabbed the shopping bag from Cheng Xihe's hand.

This shopping bag isn't empty; it contains Yan Mingchuan's Patek Philippe.

It's more expensive than the watch I just bought; it's worth millions!

"roll!"

Cheng Xihe reacted extremely quickly.

She scoffed and flicked her wrist, turning the shopping bag handle in her hand.

While the thief was completely bewildered, Cheng Xihe switched hands.

Cheng Xihe glared at the thief, her face cold: "You dare steal my things? Don't you value your life?"

The thief failed the first time and couldn't understand what Cheng Xihe was saying, so he could only stare fiercely at Cheng Xihe and pull out a knife.

"what!"

"Thief!"

People around screamed when they saw the knife.

Seeing this, Cheng Xihe quickly shielded Yan Mingchuan behind him.

The thief's eyes darted around.

Cheng Xihe immediately realized that the other party might have accomplices.

She tossed the handbag to Yan Mingchuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and said to Su Jin, "Protect him well, don't let anyone take advantage of him."

"Okay, sister-in-law, I promise to complete the task."

Su Jin nodded, looking at Yan Mingchuan with a serious expression: "Don't worry, Brother Yan, I'm keeping an eye on the surroundings."

"Then don't look at me." Yan Mingchuan placed the watch box behind his wheelchair.

That way, even if someone tries to steal something from him, they won't be able to.

Just then, the thief suddenly rushed up and attacked Cheng Xihe.

Another classmate approached and snatched the bag from Su Jin's hand and the backpack from her back.

"Bang!"

Su Jin didn't notice and fell to the ground.

Others screamed and could only take photos and videos; no one dared to step forward.

"Depend on!"

Cheng Xihe let out a low groan.

Are we now facing attacks from both sides?

nonexistent.

She rushed forward, dodged the first thief's knife, snatched it away, and then twisted the thief's hand in half.

"what!"

The thief screamed in pain as his entire hand was nearly bent.

Cheng Xihe didn't care at all. He pressed his knee against the thief's back, slammed him to the ground, and stepped on him.

"You? Go to hell!"

Seeing that the thief was defiant and tried to get up, Cheng Xihe kicked him in the groin.

The thief was now covered in cold sweat, writhing on the ground in pain, unable to move.

Cheng Xihe snorted coldly: "With this level of skill, you dare to come out and rob people?"

She kicked the knife to Su Jin's feet: "Don't lie there, take Yan Mingchuan away."

"Okay." Su Jin immediately got up, pushed Yan Mingchuan, and kicked the knife to the side.

Seeing that the thief had been subdued, someone from a nearby shop quickly grabbed a rope and tied him up.

The thief on the other side also had a knife in his hand. He originally wanted to run away with his accomplice, but he didn't expect his accomplice to be in such a bad state and be beaten to the ground.

When Cheng Xihe saw that he was still there, she laughed in anger: "Since you're not going to run away, don't blame me for being impolite."

While the thief was still in a daze, Cheng Xihe rushed over and grabbed the bag of the backpack tightly.

"grass!"

The man cursed in an unknown language, then took a knife and stabbed Cheng Xihe.

Cheng Xihe dodged, grabbing the backpack strap with one hand and slashing the man's knife-wielding hand with the other.

She's trained in hand chop techniques and isn't afraid at all.

"Clang!"

The knife in the thief's hand fell directly to the ground.

Cheng Xihe kicked it away.

The thief's hands were trembling, and he couldn't protect the backpack with his other hand, which Cheng Xihe snatched back.

Cheng Xihe tossed his schoolbag aside, and Su Jin quickly went to pick it up.

Yan Mingchuan pushed the wheelchair, blocking the knife.

On the other side, the thief was tied up and unable to move.

The thief was furious, but refused to surrender. He even pulled a knife out of his pocket.

The knife gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

People around screamed again: "There's a knife too!"

"OMG!"

"Watch out!"

He stopped attacking Cheng Xihe and instead turned his attention to the people around him.

A young mother pushing a stroller quickly shielded her child behind her and shouted, "Police! Call the police!"

"We've called the police! We've all called the police!"

"Everyone be careful."

"Don't be afraid!"

The thief immediately tensed up.

His eyes darted around, searching for a target.

Everyone kept their distance, not giving him a chance.

Left with no other option, the thief brandished his knife and charged at Cheng Xihe, attempting to finish the fight quickly.

A cold glint flashed in Cheng Xihe's eyes.

"Since you still want to challenge me, I'll give you that chance."

Cheng Xihe curled her lips into a cold smile, showing no sign of panic, and went straight to meet him again...