Both of them arrived at the sweet potato stall, where An Hao picked out a particularly large and well-roasted sweet potato.
As Qin Jian was paying, he suddenly heard a woman's cry for help coming from the side of the road, "Robbery! Help! Someone is robbing me!"
Qin Jian looked back and, sure enough, across the street two young men were in broad daylight, snatching a woman's handbag!
"Wife, don't move from here! I'll be right back!" Qin Jian turned and ran towards the scene of the incident.
"Be careful!" An Hao called after him loudly.
No sooner had Qin Jian chased after the two thugs than two more men emerged from An Hao's side, wielding large wooden sticks and rushed towards her.
"Make it quick! Hit the right hand! Strike and then run!"
"Got it!"
Seeing that the two men were charging at her, An Hao could tell from the sticks in their hands that they had no good intentions.
She didn't care about her sweet potato anymore, threw it at them, and started running.
