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As soon as Ningmeng’s words fell, Xu Zhengqing hadn’t reached for his bag yet, and the thief who had been stepped on by Ningmeng could not wait to speak: "No less, after I snatched it, I never opened it. The contents inside. I didn't watch it, I didn't even touch it."

But Ningmeng did not speak, until Xu Zhengqing took the briefcase and checked the contents in good condition, Ningmeng did not lift her foot on the thief.

When Qiyu drove over, he saw this scene.

He parked the car aside, walked over, glanced at the man who was trampled on the ground by Ningmeng, and asked Ningmeng, "Mengmeng, what's the matter?"

Ning Mengyan briefly and concisely recounted what had just happened to Qi Yu.

Without saying anything, Qi Yu directly took out his mobile phone and called the police.

When the thief lying on the ground saw Qi Yu take out his mobile phone, he already knew what Qi Yu was going to do.

His expression changed, and then suddenly he began to struggle.

He stretched out his hand to grab the other foot that Ningmeng hadn't stepped on. Ningmeng dodged to the side, and the foot that had stepped on him also lifted away.

The thief was overjoyed and ignored the pain on his body. He supported his body and got up from the ground to run.

However, beside Ningmeng stood a Qiyu who was more powerful than Ningmeng.

How could Qi Yu let him go.

Qi Yu held the mobile phone in one hand and wrapped Ningmeng’s shoulder in the other. He raised his foot and kicked the man heavily. The man who got up from the ground yelled "Ah," and he was caught in a very ugly way. Qi Yu fell to the ground with a kick.

The hand that Qi Yu showed, coupled with his alienated temperament and slender figure, seemed to be acting in a TV series.

Moreover, Qiyu's alarm call was also answered by someone over there.

Qi Yu spoke to the police there and explained the current situation and location, and then hung up the phone.

The thief was like Xiaoqiang who could not be beaten to death, still wanting to run.

However, it fell into Qi Yu's hands, and he couldn't escape Qi Yu's palms no matter how he fluttered.

Xu Zhengqing, the owner of the briefcase, after checking that the contents inside are indeed complete, Xu Zhengqing held the lost briefcase in his hand and thanked Ningmeng and Qi Yu again: "Thank you so much today. Otherwise, just my old bones, I'm afraid these things won't be taken back.".

After doing a good thing, Ningmeng was in a happy mood, her eyes were bright and she looked at the thief Qi Yu in her hand.

Qi Yu replied: "It's okay, but it's a simple effort."

Both Ningmeng and Qi Yu’s performance made Xu Zhengqing unsatisfied. The thing in his arms was more important to him than his life. No one knew. He just dragged this old bone to chase after the thief. At that time, how desperate and sad he was.

In this society where feelings are getting more and more indifferent, people like Ningmeng and Qi Yu who are willing to help others, although there are still, but there are not many.

Xu Zhengqing didn't blame other passers-by for not helping. Now more and more people are maliciously touching porcelain, and everyone is just for self-protection.

The police rushed over and handcuffed the thief directly.

Because the thief was caught by Ningmeng, she had to go back to the police station with Xu Zhengqing to make a transcript.