Tracking

Jing Yunzhao did not have the time to care about that. She raised her feet and chased after the crowd. 

She didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but why did she learn martial arts? She couldn't just watch the old lady's grandson being taken away right under her nose without saying a word or doing anything, right?

In another place, the husband and wife also squeezed over. The couple cried terrifyingly, but many people made way for them.

However, they had already seen the other party's figure. In the next second, the other party turned and disappeared from their sight. When they rushed over to take a look, where could they see that person's trace?

Jing Yunzhao's face was stern, and she had been paying attention to the man all this while. 

When the other party turned into another street, he quickly paid attention to all the people who were similar in size.