The Rescue Of The Tragic Villain Is In Progress! [PART 2]

A9 C257: Group Fight in the GC (Again)

Ming Zhou heard a familiar voice beside his ear and instinctively grasped the person's wrist, like a destitute person clutching onto their last piece of diamond, his palm cold and sweaty, anxiously asking, "Xiao Jin'ang? Is that you, Xiao Jin'ang?"

His grip was so tight that the knuckles turned blue, fingertips deeply embedded into Xiao Jin'ang's flesh, unintentionally revealing his inner panic.

Xiao Jin'ang felt this thing called "pain" for the first time in his life and was momentarily stunned by the sting, then responded, "It's me."

He helped Ming Zhou up from the ground. His strong arm inexplicably gave a sense of silent security. Lowering his voice, he asked with concern, "Did you lose your way back?"

Ming Zhou's hair was soaked with cold sweat, and under the contrast of his sunglasses, his face was unnaturally pale, even his lips lost their color. Upon hearing this, he unconsciously tightened his grip on Xiao Jin'ang's arm as if afraid he would leave, and struggled to say, "I..."

He finally managed to form his words, "My cane is in the consultation room..."

Xiao Jin'ang realized the situation, no wonder Ming Zhou couldn't find his way. He stabilized him and felt that Ming Zhou's current condition was quite bad. Awkwardly patting his back, he comforted in a low voice, "Let me accompany you back to get your cane. Did you get hurt just now?"

Before he could finish speaking, a disdainful sneer sounded beside him. It was unexpectedly the tall man who had bumped into Ming Zhou earlier, "What's the big deal? Just a bump, not like he's made of clay. If you're so afraid of getting hurt, don't go out."

After saying this, the man turned to leave. Seeing this, Xiao Jin'ang, for some reason, suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, frowning, "You can't go."

The tall man was about to get angry, but when he turned around, he saw a man taller than himself, and his arrogant momentum instantly weakened by three points. He stepped back a few steps and stammered, "You, you, you... what do you want?! Let me tell you, I'm not scared, if you dare to mess around, I'll call the police!"

Onlookers thought they were about to fight, subconsciously retreating and dispersing, and some had already taken out their phones, ready to call the police at any time. However, they saw Xiao Jin'ang firmly grasping the man's wrist and then reaching out a hand in front of him, saying calmly, "Hand it over."

The man was stunned, reacting by struggling violently, "Hand what over? Are you crazy?! Let go!"

Xiao Jin'ang remained unmoved, his fingertips seemed as if they were made of iron, and the man couldn't break free, "Give back his wallet. I saw you stealing his wallet just now."

As soon as he said this, a stir of voices erupted around. No one expected this man to be a thief. Ming Zhou subconsciously touched his pocket, only to find that his wallet was missing, probably stolen when he was bumped into earlier.

The tall man's face changed slightly upon seeing the situation, looking somewhat panicked around him, "I tell you, don't slander me baselessly. Why would I steal his wallet? Let go!"

Xiao Jin'ang lowered his gaze to his coat pocket, revealing a corner of a light brown leather wallet. The dark pupil flashed with an inorganic blue light, as if a machine was scanning something in the air, "His wallet is in your coat. Are you going to take it out yourself, or should I call the police to handle it?"

The tall and strong man instinctively covered his pocket, looking increasingly nervous, "What wallet? This is clearly my wallet! Let me tell you, don't bring a blind man to extort people. If you provoke me, I'll call the police too!"