Suddenly, the watermelon shifted a bit and fiercely smashed towards the fat city inspector's large head.
The fat city officer didn't react in time and got hit by the watermelon squarely, immediately getting knocked out!
At this moment, Luo Chao slowly walked out from behind a big tree.
"Old man, are you hurt?" Luo Chao asked.
"No, no, no, that watermelon…" The old man pointed at the fat city officer lying unconscious on the ground and asked, "Did you do this?"
Luo Chao responded with an indifferent smile.
"Young man, are you an Immortal sent by Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva to help those in distress?" the old man exclaimed in surprise.
"Sort of," Luo Chao looked at the old man's stall and said.
"Old man, can you sell me your watermelon knife?" Luo Chao saw the old man's fifty-centimeter-long watermelon knife and couldn't help but ask.
"Oh my! You're saying this so casually, if not sell, I can even give it to you!" the old man replied.
