"The man?" Yan Buwen chased all the way, and he had always maintained the habit of running in the morning in Shanghai before, so his physical fitness naturally went without saying. He was running at full speed at seven or eight meters per second, and after the man jumped from the building, he obviously stumbled, walked with a limp, and then burrowed into the alley on the side. Soon after entering, Yan Buwen chased after him from afar, and immediately entered the alley, and after entering, he saw a person at the end of the alley holding on to the wall, running forward quickly.

After that, he turned into the alley on the left, leaned his back against the wall, quietly found a wooden stick next to him, and made a trip on the ground, but he couldn't run away from him anyway, so he simply tripped him. Immediately after that, the person looked at both sides, kicked the wall on the other side of the alley with his feet, leaned against his own wall, moved, turned over, and went up the wall, and then squatted on the wall and looked down with a smile: "Hehe, you can catch me, I have your surname." ”

Sure enough, someone rushed after a while, but what he didn't expect was that he stopped at the intersection for a moment, and then noticed the stick under his feet, and did not trip. The skinny man who was squatting on the wall sighed secretly: "It's a pity! Quietly descended from the wall and burrowed into the courtyard on the side.

"What the hell is the origin of this guy, how can he find this? Thinking that my ghost hand Wang Qiyi is famous, he was chased in a panic. "The one who was forced to the alley by Yan Buwen was the ghost hand Wang Qi who stole Yan Buwen's clothes on the train. At that time, I was also on a whim, and I happened to meet a very wealthy owner in the first class of the locomotive. So I started to steal, and then I heard him say that clothes are valuable, and he also wanted to change his clothes recently, so he took the sheep. And the body on his body is the set that Yan Buwen took away before, what surprised this ghost hand Wang Qi was that not only the quality of this suit was good, but also a lot of banknotes were in the inner pockets of the clothes, not to mention thousands of yuan, and there were a few bank bills, I don't know how much money was in them, and the bank bills needed to go in person, and I had to sign them to get them. Ghost Hand Wang Qi has been trying to get the money out of the bill during this time, and there is also an envelope, which Ghost Hand Wang Qi has no interest in opening, so he threw it in the house.

It can be seen that this person is a character, but he is not a local, so Ghost Hand Wang Qi does not scruples, eats and drinks with banknotes, and also wears stolen clothes. But I didn't expect to meet this guy in the teahouse, I didn't pay attention to it, and when I found out, I quickly slipped away. Although he is a big brother in the line of Xiaoyi, Xiaoqi is a Xiaoqi after all, and he is approached by someone who steals it, and no matter how awesome the big brother is, he doesn't dare to confront it head-on. After all, this matter is disgraceful, if it makes a big fuss, find the official mansion, let alone him, even if it is the chief scoop, he will have to squat in prison.

The gang formed by Xiaoyi is completely incomparable with other power gangs such as the Green Gang. Locks make money by petty theft, at most make more money, do a little business, but still make a living from stealing. After all, Xiaoyi has learned this craft since she was a child, and she doesn't know anything else, and she has relied on it for a lifetime. Xiaoyi's forces can only be regarded as a petty fight among the regular gangs, and no one will look at them squarely, and the matter of stealing is not on the table at all.

So much so that people like Ghost Hand Wang Qi still have a status in the small hand, but in the government, the police station, and the area of Beijing and Tianjin, as long as they have some power, they all look down on them. Even ordinary people will not look down on them. Children know that they are ashamed of plagiarism, and you can imagine how low the status of the little ones is. In ancient times, the rank of farmers, businessmen, and businessmen did not enter the stream, so the wish of each small lock was to get enough money, so he packaged himself, dressed up as a high-ranking official, completely concealed his identity as a small lock, and gained the respect of others.

Ghost Hand Wang Qi is this kind of person, although he makes a lot of money, but he steals it. So the ghost hand Wang Qi began to dress himself, first of all, people rely on clothes, horses rely on saddles, buy a suit, wear it yourself, and it can be regarded as entering high society. In addition, he must have his own legitimate industry, so the ghost hand Wang Qi opened a pawn shop casually, on the one hand, to sell stolen goods, and on the other hand, to do some small business. In the end, there is family harmony, I spent money to get an aunt's wife, I got a mansion, the housekeeper and maid have everything, and someone calls me lord when I go in and out. To a certain extent, this satisfies the vanity of the Ghost Hand King Qi.

"Oops." Ghost Hand Wang Qi jumped directly from the second floor before, sprained his foot, and then went up and down the wall, which made the injury to his ankle even more serious, and his face was distorted from the pain.

"Bad luck, bad luck." Plagiarism is a one-time transaction, doing stranger business, and those who steal will never see each other again in this life, and if they say goodbye, something bad will happen.

"What the hell is the origin of this guy, no, I have to go back and see what is in that envelope, don't offend a big man." Ghost Hand King Qiyi limped and ran rampant in other people's courtyards. Then I suddenly heard a dog barking, and then a dog suddenly rushed over from the side, biting him, fortunately, the ghost hand Wang Qi was fast, jumped to the wall, found a board car, and went directly to the wall, so he dodged. Sitting on the wall, the ghost hand king was still flustered in his heart, but he didn't know that bad luck was only starting now.

In addition, Yan Buwen chased into the alley, but found that the skinny Hou who had just gotten in was completely gone, Yan Buwen sighed secretly, this guy ran really fast. Now it's troublesome, I'm afraid there will be a lot less chance of meeting him in the future. Yan Buwen was impatient, these thieves could run one by one, and they were very familiar with the terrain, even if they followed closely, they were slipped by him.

"This has to be replanned." Yan Buwen thought in his heart, so he was ready to go back, and when he returned to an alley he had just passed, Yan Buwen saw two people in front of him walking from the front with lanterns, and the narrow alley could only allow three people to walk side by side, Yan Buwen didn't let it, and when the three of them missed it, suddenly because of the narrow distance, Yan Buwen's shoulder was touched.

"Oh? Or a little lock? When Yan Buwen passed through the two, he clearly felt that one of them stretched out his hand, and then Yan Buwen deliberately grabbed it.

"Ahh The person on the left screamed, Yan Buwen was angry in his heart because he had lost the ghost hand Wang Qi, and he didn't retract his hand strength for a while, and this claw almost broke the bones of the man's hand. Then Yan Buwen pulled the man over, and hit the chest with a bang, knocking the man to the ground.

Yan Buwen clasped the man's hand and said, "You guys are really bold enough to steal from me?" ”