Just as the thug leader thought he was about to die, he suddenly heard a SNAP.
Gu Jiaojiao released her foot. She had heard the sound of cars approaching in the distance.
The thug leader clutched his throat, coughing violently and looking utterly wretched.
"COUGH! COUGH! COUGH! COUGH..." He coughed up blood.
"I'll let you go this time. But next time you decide to rob someone, you'd better watch who you're messing with. Pray you don't run into me again, or else..."
Gu Jiaojiao snorted, then turned and swung her leg over her motorcycle, revving the engine with a loud VROOOM.
In truth, she hadn't left. She had slipped directly into her pocket dimension, because several more cars were now converging on the alley.
Several cars had stopped at the mouth of the alley. A normal person might ignore the scene, but if it were the cops, they'd haul every last one of them in.
The thug leader collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air, his heart still pounding in his chest.
