Seeing Qin Xi take out a sharp dagger, the fat man and the bearded man trembled and their faces turned pale.
A trace of fear flashed across the fat man's eyes as he said with a trembling voice, "Young, young lady, you, you, you don't have to use violence. We, we, we can talk things out."
The bearded man was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. His foot that was stepping on the brakes kept trembling, and the car rocked along the way as if it was broken.
Qin Xi smiled innocently and put the dagger back into her pocket. She patted her pocket and said, "Don't worry, I said that I'll only use the dagger when I run into bad people. You don't have to be afraid, unless you are bad people."
"Good people, we're definitely good people. You can find better people than us!" The bearded man and the fat man said in unison.
Qin Xi smiled and said, "That's right. Since you're good people, I naturally won't do anything to you."