Apocalyptic natural disasters, I use the gold house to store goods and win

Shi Jiaojiao grabbed the hand on the backpack directly back, then turned around, pulled her arm and pulled it in the opposite direction.

The man's right arm was bent at an abnormal angle, and then fell limply.

Shi Jiaojiao did not use the knife. If it had been left outside, the man's brains would have been scattered all over the floor.

But that's not possible now. She's not crazy if she kills someone in front of someone in a shelter.

The man screamed, and then he was kicked by Mu Ci in the crook of his leg, causing him to fall to his knees.

All the people around him dispersed, and those with sharp eyes saw the knife in the man's hand and Jiaojiao's backpack which had been scratched.

The man was filled with regret at this moment,

He originally just wanted to steal something, and at most he would be caught doing hard labor.

For this reason, he specially selected for a long time before choosing the weak-looking Shi Jiaojiao as his target.

But he didn't expect that he had misjudged her. She was not a soft persimmon. This woman was simply a tough one with thorns.

The man's body was already weak, coupled with the unbearable pain, he huddled directly on the ground, his face was pale, his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, and he kept wailing in pain from his mouth.

Although the onlookers also hated this kind of theft, they couldn't help but shudder in their hearts when they saw the man's miserable appearance.

As for people, unless the knife stabs themselves, they don't know the pain.

There was even a strange sympathy for the weak.

Someone in the crowd said something.

"Although thieves are not good people, there is no need to be so harsh, right?"

"Yeah, you haven't even lost a hair, and you haven't lost anything. Are you so cruel?"

Shi Jiaojiao sneered and asked, "So I noticed it in advance and was not stolen or injured by the knife in his hand, but it is my fault?"

What kind of bullshit logic is this?

Among the onlookers, a middle-aged man stood up. He looked quite human, no different from before the apocalypse, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his fatherly smell could waft out ten miles away.

"Little girl, although it is his fault that he stole things, you have nothing to lose. Why are you so cruel? He may have relatives behind him, and perhaps children waiting for his father to come home. You have destroyed him now. Didn’t it harm the whole family?”

The others said nothing, but had expressions of deep approval on their faces.

Shi Jiaojiao found it funny, "So I found out immediately, let him go politely, and then waited for him to come back to steal me for the second or third time?"

The man who came out to persuade him choked at these words, "No, but you can't be so cruel. How will he live in the future if his arm is broken?"

"How to live? Just raise him." Shi Jiaojiao sneered at the man, "I see you are so nosy, why don't you move the Leshan Giant Buddha down and sit on it?"

When she finished speaking, Jiaojiao didn't want to waste any more words. She took out the knife from her backpack and looked at everyone.

Mu Ci also stood by her side and put on his boxing gloves lightly. The iron pieces inlaid at the joints of the gloves shone coldly.

Looking again at the big knife on Shi Jiaojiao's shoulder, the man turned pale with fright and did not dare to speak any more.

This little girl is so ruthless even if she doesn't use a knife. She takes out the knife and cuts his head like a watermelon.

Can't be bothered.

The others were also shocked into a cold sweat, like a duck being strangled by the neck, and did not dare to say another word.

They are also crazy, why are they meddling in other people's business?

After a while, the people around him disappeared without a trace.

Shi Jiaojiao threw the knife into the space again through her backpack, muttering, "If I had known better, I should have taken out the knife immediately to see who would dare to complain."

Mu Ci looked coldly at the thief lying on the ground.

This look scared the thief to death.

He wanted to leave with the others just now, but the pain coming from his body prevented him from moving at all.

I regretted it again, why on earth did he steal?

Wouldn’t it be nice to just follow the country’s footsteps?

But there are all kinds of medicines in the world, but there is no regret medicine.

He tried to beg for mercy, "Beautiful and handsome boy, I was wrong. Please let me go. I will never..."

Shi Jiaojiao didn't have the patience to listen to his nonsense, so she interrupted coldly, "Shut up!"

Originally, she didn't want this man's life.

If she thought right, someone should be here soon.

Sure enough, after a while, two soldiers came.

One of them is an old acquaintance.

Xiao Zhou also rushed over after receiving the report, and he also understood what happened.

He did not greet Shi Jiaojiao, but followed the rules.

Life and work must be kept separate.

When the thief saw the soldiers coming, he felt as if he was seeing his own parents. He couldn't stand up and had to move to the soldiers, like a maggot.

Shi Jiaojiao understood how strong Mu Ci was.

With that kick, especially the kick that hit the crook of the leg, the thief was not what others saw. He only broke his arm, and the ligaments in his leg must have been seriously injured as well.

Xiao Zhou looked at this scene and was silent.

He admired the thief's courage for stealing from the brother and sister.

In this situation, two people still dare to drive out. How can they not have any means at their disposal?

He didn't stay long, quickly finished taking notes, and then pulled the thief away.

See a doctor first. The medicine is gone. Whether it can be cured depends on your fate.

When leaving, he turned back and nodded slightly at the brothers and sisters.

Being in a ruined mood, Shi Jiaojiao didn't want to go shopping anymore, so she pulled Mu Ci back upstairs.

Wang Jia is sparring with Tang Wei in the room, and now he is in good shape.

Xiao Hei lay quietly next to Shi Jiaojiao's backpack, refusing to move a step.

It wasn't until he saw Shi Jiaojiao back that he stood up and walked closer to sniff around.

Then he stared straight at Shi Jiaojiao.

Shi, why did you come back?

Shi Jiaojiao stepped forward and touched the tiger's head, then turned to look at Mu Ci, "Brother, why do you look so lethargic?"

Mu Ci said goodbye to raising tigers. He had never even raised one other small animal. How could he understand this?

He could only follow what was written in the book "The Dog Life Guide" and observed Xiao Hei's nose and eyes. "Maybe he's bored?"

At this time, Tang Wei came over and said, "You don't understand this. Xiao Hei is obviously insecure and is afraid that you two will leave him behind."

Wang Jia was dubious, "Do you still understand this? You're not fooling me, are you?"

Tang Wei clicked his tongue, "Before I opened a boxing gym, I opened a pet club, and the cats and dogs who were fostered there were like this."

Shi Jiaojiao's interest was piqued, "Have you ever opened a pet club?"

Tang Wei smiled and said, "Can't you tell? But the business was average at that time, and it went bankrupt after a short time."

Knowing the reason for Xiao Hei's lack of energy, Shi Jiaojiao slept with the tiger's head in her arms at night.

Early the next morning, Xiao Hei was obviously in a much better mood. He started patrolling the room and even wanted to go out for a look.

"The rain has stopped."

Hearing Mu Ci's voice, Shi Jiaojiao also walked to the window.

It rained for a full sixteen hours.