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

Cheng Xihe glanced at the people around him.

The tourists, out of fear, kept their distance, while Su Jin accompanied Yan Mingchuan.

If she were to take action, she would not harm innocent people.

The blade is about to fall.

Cheng Xihe dodged the knife by sidestepping, and his right hand gripped the other person's wrist like an iron clamp.

The thief was about to switch hands to get the knife when Cheng Xihe kicked his hand.

"You dare to use the same trick you just used? You're really not afraid of death."

Cheng Xihe pressed his thumb on his radial nerve point.

This time, she put in a tremendous effort!

"hiss!"

The thief stared wide-eyed at Cheng Xihe.

What kind of move is this?

Why does it hurt more than before?

"Clang!"

The second knife also fell to the ground.

"You guys only carry knives when you go out? I thought you'd at least carry guns." Cheng Xihe scoffed and kicked the knife away.

Everyone says that laws are lax abroad, and there are people with guns on the streets.

Such simple, unassuming figures carrying knives are relatively rare.

Su Jin quickly ran over, stepped on the knife, and moved it away to avoid leaving her fingerprints on it.

"you……"

The thief was muttering something incomprehensible.

Cheng Xihe, too lazy to listen anymore, pulled and tugged at the thief, causing him to lose his balance.

Cheng Xihe sneered and kicked him in the back.

"Snap!"

The thief was almost folded backward.

"Bang!"

The thief fell to the ground, face down, his face covered in blood.

"rope."

The shopkeeper on the street corner, holding a hemp rope, is always ready.

Upon hearing Cheng Xihe's words, they quickly grabbed a rope and tied the thief up tightly.

The two thieves were piled up in the middle.

The shopkeeper even tugged at the person's hand a couple of times while tying them up.

Glancing around, seeing only onlookers, Cheng Xihe frowned slightly.

The police here are too slow to respond; they haven't arrived yet.

Cheng Xihe kicked one of the thieves: "Any accomplices?"

"Go ahead and kill me if you dare."

After he finished speaking, the man, with a bruised and swollen face, remained defiant.

"These people are repeat offenders; they frequently steal and rob." Yan Mingchuan said coldly from the side.

Cheng Xihe scoffed lightly:

"Oh, I see. Then don't blame me for being impolite."

She punched the thief several times until he begged for mercy, saying, "No, no more."

"What did he say?" Cheng Xihe turned her head to look at Yan Mingchuan.

Yan Mingchuan: "He said there weren't any left. These two were speaking Romanian and weren't locals."

"Oh, you can understand all of this?" Cheng Xihe looked at him with a smile.

Yan Mingchuan calmly replied, "I had a client from that area before, and I learned a little bit from them."

At that moment, the sirens finally sounded.

The two thieves, who looked like big crabs, lay on the ground, bruised and swollen, unable to move, like dead fish.

Cheng Xihe reached out and patted their cheeks, whispering, "I've come to collect your money, and you're still being stubborn. Go to jail."

The two thieves couldn't understand her, but they felt that the girl in front of them was speaking as if she were a demon whispering, which was particularly frightening.

Soon, two police cars pulled up to the side of the road.

Four police officers quickly subdued the two thieves, and an English-speaking officer came over to inquire about the situation.

The surrounding citizens quickly spoke up.

"These two people have been caught stealing!"

"That girl is amazing, is she Chinese?"

"Yes, I think she was speaking Chinese. That's amazing! All Chinese people know kung fu!"

"She knows kung fu, she's incredibly skilled, she beat the two of them to a pulp."

"A hero, she is a hero!"

All the praise from those around him reached Cheng Xihe's ears.

She turned around, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Thanks for the compliment, that's basic stuff."

"You're really amazing! I saw the video they filmed of you. Is this Chinese kung fu?"

The police officer looked at Cheng Xihe with a smile, a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Cheng Xihe nodded without hesitation: "Yes, that's right, we all know how to do it."

Su Jin: Sister-in-law, don't talk nonsense!

Wow!

After Cheng Xihe went back with the police to give a statement, they even made her a certificate on the spot.

"Thank you!" The other person extended their hand, their face full of smiles.

Cheng Xihe shook hands with him in a very generous manner.

Yan Mingchuan communicated with the other party, signed the document, and then let them go.

The three returned to the hotel.

Following them into Yan Mingchuan's room, Cheng Xihe sat cross-legged on the sofa, eating the fruit brought by the housekeeper.

Su Jin sat on a small sofa eating potato chips and drinking beverages, while Yan Mingchuan sat in a wheelchair drinking plain water.

The three of them sat there, and no one spoke first.

After a long while, Su Jin looked east at Cheng Xihe and west at Yan Mingchuan, finally unable to hold back any longer:

"Brother Yan, Sister-in-law, please say something!"

He was looking down at his phone.

But neither of them spoke, and he felt a little uneasy.

Okay, that's scary.

After these words were spoken, neither of them said anything.

After a long pause, Yan Mingchuan finally spoke up: "What are your plans next? Going out for some fun, or what?"

"I have no plans on my end, I'll do whatever you say."

Su Jin acted as a dutiful lackey, smiling at the two of them.

Cheng Xihe thought for a moment and said, "Let's not go anywhere else, let's rest and maybe take a trip to Europe?"

Yan Mingchuan glanced at Su Jin: "I still have some things to take care of here. Let Su Jin accompany you to look around."

"Where else are you going to take care of things?"

Cheng Xihe turned her head to look at him.

Yan Mingchuan took out a document from the inside of his wheelchair: "I need to go to Country Y."

That's our largest branch in Europe; a business partner there wants to discuss import/export trade with us.

"I won't look at it, you can keep it."

Cheng Xihe pushed the documents back: "Since you're busy, I won't say anything more. Let Su Jin accompany you; I'll go by myself."

"How are you going to manage on your own? You're in an unfamiliar place." Yan Mingchuan looked at Cheng Xihe, his eyes full of worry.

Cheng Xihe chuckled lightly: "Please, President Yan, I'm quite familiar with this place. Don't worry, I can take care of myself."

"but……"

Cheng Xihe pointed to himself, raised an eyebrow, and smiled, "Don't you trust my skills?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Mingchuan paused for a moment.

Cheng Xihe's martial prowess is truly undeniable.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else you want to say?" Cheng Xihe rested her chin on her hand, looking at Yan Mingchuan with a smile.

Yan Mingchuan: "Almost no one uses mobile payment here; you still need to use cash or cards. Remember to bring them with you."

"Cash is still the main form of payment here, so you should bring plenty of it for things like food."

Yan Mingchuan had obviously been here many times and was familiar with the situation, so he gave Cheng Xihe a few words of advice.

Cheng Xihe listened to him and nodded: "Okay, President Yan, I'll listen to you."

"Okay, you can go out and have fun tomorrow."

Yan Mingchuan glanced at the time: "It's not a good day to go out; it's getting late."

"Okay." Cheng Xihe chatted with the two of them for a few minutes before returning to his room.

For the next few days, Cheng Xihe went out to play by himself.

The three didn't meet again until it was time to return...