Moreover, once someone fell, they wouldn't be able to get up again.
There was even one person who was badly injured, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, possibly indicating some internal organ damage.
The brawl started quickly and ended even faster. The spectators felt they couldn't even catch Duan Xi's movements before the ground was covered with people.
Duan Xi walked up to the first pickpocket among them. The pickpocket, seeing how formidable Duan Xi was, turned pale with fear, clutching his stomach as he crawled up, desperately bowing his head: "Spare me, brave sir, spare me!"
"Pfft..." Ruan Jiaojiao couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.
Duan Xi looked coldly at the pickpocket kneeling before him: "Phone."
The pickpocket dared not argue anymore, took off his jacket, and emptied his pockets in one go.
Among the items were the phones of Ruan Jiaojiao and the others, several wallets, and some earrings and other gold accessories.
