章節 39: Ritual Wine

Perhaps it was the piercing power of her gaze that penetrated through the crowd, striking the pickpocket's eyes like a blade.

The pickpocket instinctively sensed danger and scrambled up to run!

Oh... No one had ever escaped from Gu Jiao before!

Gu Jiao chased him into a side alley.

The pickpocket summoned all his strength, but Gu Jiao kept gaining on him, and in his panic, he seemed to have chosen a dead-end street. There was no way out ahead!

The pickpocket panicked and pulled out a dagger hidden in his sleeve as his blood surged.

"Stay back! Or I'll kill you!" He roared in anger.

Gu Jiao didn't even blink. With one foot on the wall, she sprang up and in a flash kicked the dagger from the pickpocket's hand, sending it flying off.

The pickpocket's eyes widened. In the next second, Gu Jiao landed a kick on his chest before he could even cry out, sending him sprawling on the ground.