On the ground not far away, there was a sloppy old man with sloppy hair, dirty all over, and a big sack hanging down by his side, like a scrap metal collector.

At this time, he was lying on the ground clutching his chest and moaning.

"This is……"

Xu Xiaoshou looked embarrassed. He was so absorbed in thinking that he knocked someone over?

He immediately stepped forward apologetically and was about to help the person up, but his hand stopped.

"A killer?"

A cold light suddenly flashed across his eyes, and his heart was alert, and a chill penetrated his body.

"No, not a killer!"

Xu Xiaoshou's mind has been staring at the information column. If it was a killer, "under attack" would have appeared by this time.

This... is just a passer-by, a knocked-over passer-by who, in his nervous thoughts, even forgot to clear the flow of people.

"Feel sorry."

Xu Xiaoshou helped the uncle, and he didn't mind being dirty, so he directly lifted him up.

He pulled the sack on the ground and wanted to hand it to the uncle.

Bang bang clang——

The sound of iron tools clanking against each other...

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

This voice is very much like scrap metal, and it is very suitable for the identity of this sloppy uncle, but at this time, under Xu Xiaoshou's sensitive nerves, he is more like a pile of cold weapons!

Xu Xiaoshou got straight to the point.
Chapter completed!