The first thing Zhou Niannian did when she had an offensive weapon in her hand was to twist the dagger in the other party's hand and send it flying. From dodging passively just now, she took the initiative to attack. The chain in the middle of the nunchucks instantly locked the other party's dagger. Then, she twisted the two parts of the nunchucks together and sent the extremely sharp dagger flying.
The dagger slashed across the cold light under the street lamp. It drew an arc in the air and finally fell to the side of the road with a clang.
Ye Jian glanced at it and walked over to pick up the dagger.
The self-defense weapon she had on her now was the silver string. She would use this dagger as her self-defense weapon for the time being.
She wasn't afraid of leaving her fingerprints. She just held it in her hand for the time being.