"Ouch—"
That person screamed and fell to the ground!
Ignoring the pain, he got up and wanted to escape, but Wei Ting had already landed steadily in front of him.
He looked at Wei Ting in horror, then turned back to look at the little fat girl walking towards him.
"What… what are you doing?"
He stammered.
"Is it him?" Wei Ting asked Su Xiaoxiao.
Su Xiaoxiao sniffed and nodded. "Yes."
Wei Ting's cold gaze landed on the other party. The other party was frightened out of his wits and knelt on the ground. "Hero… You… What did you lose… I'll return it to you… Please don't kill me… I won't dare to do it again…"
With that, he unbuttoned his shirt and poured out a large pile of things from a large pocket tied to his chest.
"It's a thief." Wei Ting said to Su Xiaoxiao.
Su Xiaoxiao leaned over and sniffed him. Then, she reached out and grabbed his right hand, pulling out a clean handkerchief from his sleeve.
