"Why did you help me?" Xia Xue looked at Yang Ming and didn't know what he was thinking.
Although Xia Xue didn't want to, she had to admit that if there was no Yang Ming, she certainly couldn't have handled these three little punks.
Yang Ming didn't bother with her. Instead, he came to the old man who was selling the baked sweet potatoes and said, "Old man, the three guys may not be locked up for long. After they come out, if they trouble you again, you can call me. This is my number... you can also call her. She is a policewoman."
"Thank you...Thank you!" This was also the old man's biggest worry. He was doing business here, and he didn't want to provoke these little gangsters. So, even if Xia Xue was really a policewoman, he wouldn't tell her because he was afraid that the little punk would retaliate again.
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