The thief thought he could get his hands on it, but his hands were caught by a pair of big hands like iron pincers. ♀ Miscellaneous $ Zhi $ worms ♀

The thief's hand couldn't be played, and he cried and said, "Which master, spare it!" ”

Sai Hong stepped forward and hit the thief's head with a sword, she said, "Bastard, you grew up eating?" It's like stealing people's money, and you never want to think about how sad it will be for those you steal. ”

The thief was caught by Sai Hongfu's men on the streets of Chang'an City, and after being scolded by the passing people, the thief's head was cut off by Tang Xizong with his fair hands.

When the thief died, the people on the streets of Chang'an City breathed a sigh of relief, Cui Chuchu, Su Zihe, and Li Maozhen, all the people who moved under the command of Tang Xizong went to the various markets and public carriages in Chang'an City to catch the thieves and cut off the heads of those thieves.

Tang Zhangwei frowned and asked Princess Suining: "What did the emperor sing at this time?" ”

Princess Suining said: "I don't know, what does the emperor mean by this?" ”

Wei Wan'er hit the nail on the head and said: "The emperor is soliciting people's hearts, thieves are hated by all the people, killing them will not cost anything, but it can also make the world come to heart." Therefore, Tang Xizong chose the link, using the life of the thief to alleviate the people's disappointment with him, and once again let the world return to their hearts,"

Tang Zhangwei clapped his hands and said: "Cooperation is really a wonderful move. ”

"I want to be led to a hotel, an inn, an apartment, a tavern, a guest house, a hostel." He said.

"Huh? Are you all going? Huey was startled.

“？” Strangers don't understand.

Huey noticed a group of fishmongers, clam diggers, and people who were idle watching the excitement watching them with interest.

"Listen," said Huey, "I know a good inn, an inn, have you seen enough?" The thought that the big gold coin might fly out of his palm made him tremble. Even if the thief leader Imer confiscated all the other treasures, he would have to keep this one anyway. Huey concluded that the large trunk containing the stranger's luggage must also be full of gold coins.

The four-eyed man looked at the pamphlet in his hand.

"I am more than happy to be taken to a 'hotel,' which means 'rest,' and an 'inn,' which means ......."

"Okay, got it. Come on! ”

Huey replied immediately. He picked up a package and walked away quickly. The stranger hesitated, but followed him.

Huey made a calculation in his heart: it would be easy and good luck to bring this stranger to the Broken Drum Restaurant, and Yimer would definitely reward him with something. However, despite the stranger's good-natured face, Huey always felt that there was something uncomfortable about him, and he couldn't guess who he was. Not because of the extra two eyes (which are strange enough), but because of anything else. Huey looked back at him.

The diminutive stranger strolled down the street, looking around, curious about everything.

Huey finally knew what "something else" was, and he almost screamed.

The big wooden box he had just seen seemed to be rooted in the dock was making small leaps and following its owner all the way. Huey bent over slowly, and if the movement was too sudden, he might no longer be able to control his two trembling legs. Bending down, he could see under the box.

There were many, many little short legs under the box.

Huey turned slowly and cautiously walked towards the Broken Drum Restaurant.

"Strange." Yimer said.

"He's got such a big wooden box!" The lame tile added.

"It's not a trader, it's a spy." Yimer said. He tore off a piece of meat from the croquette and threw it into the air, but before the meat touched the beams of the roof, a black shadow flew out of the dark corner of the roof, pounced, and snatched the meat away.

"It's not a trader, it's a spy." "I wish I had been a spy," Imer muttered. Twice as much money as the average person makes from a spy: he is charged a sum of money under normal circumstances, and he is paid for reporting him. What do you think, Wither? ”

Anko Morpok's second thief stood opposite Imer, one-eyed, half-closed, shrugging his shoulders.

"I've checked it on the ship," he said, "and it's a free merchant ship, and it's just a trip to the Brown Islands." The people living on the island are all savages, and they don't know what a spy is. ”

"He's kind of a trader," the lame tile accosted, "just not fat enough." ”

There was a flutter of wings at the window, and Imer dragged his fat body out of his chair and walked to the other end of the room, bringing a large crow with him. He untied the sealed letter attached to the raven's leg, and the crow flew to his companion who was hiding in the beam of the house.

Wither didn't like them at all. Everyone knows that Imer's crows are loyal to their masters, and that Imer's now-right-hand man, Wiser, once tried to seize the position of the leader of the Anko-Mopock gang of thieves, and as a result, the crows caused him to lose his left eye. Of course, he didn't die. Imer never hated anyone because of their ambitions.

"From BI2." Emer said, tossing the small letter aside, and opening the small paper roll inside.

"Old cat Gao Lin," Wither said at once, "keep an eye on the bronze bell tower over there at the Little Immortal Temple. ”

He said Huey had taken the stranger to the Broken Drum Restaurant. Well, I wish I could. Brodman is...... Our friends, right? "Hmph," said Wither, "he sees good deals as friends." ”

"That Gao Lin of yours also took care of his business." "The letter mentions a long-legged box, if I'm not mistaken," said Yimer. ”

As he spoke, he lifted his eyes from the letter to Wither.

Wither looked away. "I'm going to have to discipline him." He said coldly. He leaned back in his chair, dressed in black, and his indifferent posture was like a black panther lying on the branches of the jungle on the edges. The lame tile looked at him and thought to himself, it won't be long before Gao Lin, who climbed on the top of the Xiaoxian Temple, also had to "become an immortal" in the multiple spaces of the "Far Land". He still owes the lame tile three coppers.

Yimer crumpled the letter and threw it in the corner. "I think we'll sneak over to the broken drum later, Wither, and try the beer there—since you guys think it's so good."

Wither didn't say anything. Being Imer's assistant felt like being slowly whipped to death with incense laces all at once.

The Twin Cities of Anco Mopok are the first of the cities around the "Ring of the Sea", and naturally they have become a nest of rabble: gangsters, thieves, joint traders, and so on. This is one of the reasons why the city is so rich.

(End of chapter)