Even though Chu Ge didn't expect this blond guy to suddenly throw a punch, how could someone like him be hit by the blond guy?
With just a casual raise of his hand, Chu Ge's right hand quickly grabbed the blond guy's fist, and with a slight squeeze, the blond guy yelped, baring his teeth in pain.
With another reach, Chu Ge took the phone from the blond guy's left hand.
"Here's your phone."
Chu Ge handed the phone back to the girl. The girl didn't reach out to take it; instead, she widened her eyes in awe and said, "Wow, mister, you're so cool!"
Releasing the blond guy's right hand, Chu Ge extended the phone towards the girl again, "Alright, take your phone and don't put it in your back pocket next time. Aren't you just asking for it to be stolen?"
Although the blond guy was resentful towards Chu Ge, after witnessing Chu Ge's skill, he stepped back clutching his almost-crushed right hand and didn't dare to make another sound.
