C465 It Wasn't a Robbery

Xia Qiaoqiao could feel the cold knife pressed against the artery on her neck. With the pulse, the tip of the knife seemed to have gone deeper. The alley was in the middle of a tall building. Usually, no one would come here. At this moment, only Xia Qiaoqiao and the people behind her were in the alley.

Perhaps because of fear