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In the auction room, Ye Cheng carefully looked at each page of the auction goods, and through searching, the list of gold equipment of various levels flashed in front of Ye Cheng's eyes, but after looking at it for half an hour, Ye Cheng still did not see any small superlatives.

It's no wonder that Ye Cheng is unlucky, as long as the martial arts alliance leader conference is approaching, as long as players who are confident in themselves are trying their best to improve their equipment, in order to have a good performance in this martial arts alliance master conference, strive for more experience points and other rewards, and improve their current ranking.

The most crazy thing in the world of martial arts is the list of martial arts masters, which is not only a proof of their own strength by players in the martial arts world, but also the most important way for large consortia of various studios to introduce talents, if you can enter the top 100 of the martial arts master list, there will be a studio or a large consortium family to invite you immediately, and the high salaries and bonuses are staggering, it can be said that staying on the martial god master list for a week is enough to be worth the total income of an ordinary worker family of three in the real world for a year.

You don't need a diploma, you don't need to be proficient, you only need fame to enter those big consortia, of course, in the virtual environment of the Martial God World, but even so, the Martial God World has unexpectedly become the best job search agency, which makes the Martial God World more and more alive.

In one day, Ye Cheng wasted all his time in finding equipment, auction halls, ground stalls, Ye Cheng even transferred more than a dozen main cities, and the teleportation fee alone cost nearly a hundred taels, but he still found nothing.

"Perhaps, as the little hand trembled and said, entering the top 100 can barely be regarded as a bad hand," Ye Cheng sighed helplessly.

Although he doesn't have the best equipment, Ye Cheng doesn't even need gold equipment, with his hardcore player's gameplay techniques and strong micro-control technology, plus martial arts, although the foundation is unstable, there is still no big problem in entering the top 100 of the martial arts alliance master conference, which is confident that Ye Cheng still has it.

"My purse, where's my purse?"

"My pearls, who stole my pearls."

Just when Ye Cheng was wandering around the stall area, a scream sounded, an aboriginal NP realized that his money bag had been stolen when he was buying things, and with his shouting, more and more aboriginal NPs realized that the valuable things on their bodies had already disappeared without a trace.

In just a few minutes, at least two dozen people lost their most valuable things.

This is Chang'an City, where the imperial city is located, and the officials will come soon, but these aborigines who lost their things don't even know when their things are gone, and this thing is a little weird.

Ye Cheng shook his head, hurriedly turned around and left, joking, stealing things silently, some aborigines still lost the hairpin on their heads, this method is simply against the sky, Ye Cheng doesn't want to provoke such a thief to worry about himself.

Just as Ye Cheng turned to leave him, a middle-aged man with a thin figure and a washed white robe, who looked like a literati, walked briskly past Ye Cheng's side.

Other people may not care about this middle-aged scholar, but when this middle-aged scholar passed by Ye Cheng's side, the little green snake in Ye Cheng's sleeve immediately writhed.

The green snake called the police, and Ye Cheng immediately became alert, after all, he had many enemies.

But Ye Cheng looked around warningly, but no one looked hostile to him, and suddenly, Ye Cheng woke up and immediately opened his backpack.

Fifty thousand taels, the fifty thousand taels of silver in Ye Cheng's backpack actually disappeared, which made him cry and laugh

Ye Cheng may be the first player to be stolen, and he stole it directly in his backpack, which is unimaginable.

There are at least one million taels of silver in Ye Cheng's backpack, and these 50,000 taels are obviously the maximum amount that this thief can steal in the backpack, but why an aboriginal np1 takes the things in the player's backpack, even if it is restricted, this is a bit weird, and Ye Cheng is completely unclear.

Seeing that 50,000 taels of silver had been stolen, Ye Cheng immediately locked up the thief, who was the middle-aged scholar who had just passed by him.

As Ye Cheng, who is full of enemies, he will be very careful even when he is shopping, he can be sure that no one has approached him for a distance of two meters just now, and only this middle-aged scholar will have a chance.

As for the volley, this is simply a myth, and it is impossible to appear in the world of martial arts.

Ye Cheng remained silent, quickly glanced at the crowd in front of him, and sure enough, the middle-aged scholar was very confident in his stealing skills, and after he succeeded, he did not run away, but drilled towards the crowd.

A middle-aged scholar is definitely not a stupid thief, and when Ye Cheng found the figure of this middle-aged scholar, his hand reached out to an NP again

Even Ye Cheng's eyes were so sharp, he could only see the middle-aged scholar's right hand suddenly stretched out from his sleeve, and he didn't even see the movement clearly, there was already a money bag embroidered with lotus flowers in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the money bag disappeared into the middle-aged scholar's hand.

Ye Cheng smiled knowingly, and hurriedly walked towards the middle-aged scholar.

However, this middle-aged scholar was very vigilant, although he didn't look back, he could actually feel that someone was walking towards him, and he didn't care about attacking again, his body turned around, and he flexibly squeezed into the crowd in front of him.

Catch thieves and grab stolen goods, although Ye Cheng doesn't have this habit, he just needs to catch this middle-aged scholar, but there are many officials here, Ye Cheng shouted, if this middle-aged scholar has any means to hide the stolen things, Ye Cheng can't tell clearly.

To deal with this kind of people on the road, you can only use the means of the way.

The middle-aged scholar never looked back, but Ye Cheng clearly felt that he had already shown himself.

Following the crowd, the middle-aged scholar quickly walked into a nearby alley.

This time, Ye Cheng will not be silent anymore, the true qi of the Northern Darkness is lucky, and the Qiankun Great Movement is unfolding, and Ye Cheng suddenly rushed towards the alley.

Sure enough, entering the alley, the middle-aged scholar had already swept away lightly, and if Ye Cheng was a step late, he wouldn't even be able to see the other party's figure.

One escapes, one chases, this middle-aged scholar's light skills are really good, in the debris pile, the road is narrow in the alleys, there is no slowdown, jumping over the wall and flying eaves, extremely light.

However, Ye Cheng, because of the lack of five points in the agility attribute, the foundation was slightly weaker, which slowed down the progress of the Qiankun Great Movement a lot, and under the full exertion, it could only be on the same level as this middle-aged scholar.

After more than half an hour, the middle-aged scholar came to the outskirts of Chang'an and stopped in front of an abandoned land temple.

"Brother, what's the matter on that path?" The middle-aged scholar turned around, saluted Ye Cheng with a fist, and said politely.

However, a scholar practices the etiquette of the rivers and lakes, which makes Ye Cheng look awkward.

"The technique is good, but you actually stole my things, hand them over" Ye Cheng said with a faint smile.

This middle-aged scholar didn't have any name on the top of his head, Ye Cheng only noticed it when he was chasing, but Ye Cheng knew even more that in the world of the Martial God, if the aboriginal NPC did not have any names and signs on the top of his head, unless he was over level 55, he could choose to hide it by himself, or the special NP had some kind of task clue on his body, and there was also the mysterious merchant, of course, the mysterious merchant Even if Ye Cheng had been in the Martial God World for seven years in his previous life, he had done no less than fifty various plot tasks, and every map in the Martial God World had been run through, but this legendary mysterious merchant has never appeared.

And looking at the appearance of this middle-aged scholar, it is absolutely impossible to be a mysterious businessman.

"But it's only 50,000 taels, my brother is so skilled, it's not a matter of effort to get this silver, even if I borrow it this time, let's make friends, and the next time we meet, we will definitely treat each other with courtesy." The middle-aged scholar said in a charlatan manner.

Ye Cheng smiled, turned around, and then turned back again, and said: "Brother, we met again, since you said that you would treat each other politely when we met for the first time, then take out my things."

Three thick black lines were drawn on the forehead of the key scholar, where did he think that Ye Cheng was so funny, and he gave himself a problem when he turned around.

Jianghu Qimen, stealing for the next nine gates, is also the lowest business, but since ancient times, this business has never been broken, and the people who steal the door will also be restricted by the rules of the ancestors.

"Don't steal from the poor, don't steal from the sick, don't steal from the widowed, don't pay back the thousands, don't pay back the life, don't pay it back from the people." This is the three don't steal and the three don't return, the middle-aged scholar said lightly, but his eyes kept staring at Ye Cheng's reaction.

It just so happened that Ye Cheng's 50,000 taels of silver were in the rule of not paying it back.

"There are so many rules, interesting, then I'll pretend to be a thief" Ye Cheng thief laughed, and suddenly showed his work, and rushed towards the middle-aged scholar.

This middle-aged scholar spoke very slowly, and also explained the rules in stealing the door, which seemed to be an explanation, but in fact, Ye Cheng knew very well that the middle-aged scholar was delaying time, but what exactly was he waiting for, or what was recovering, Ye Cheng did not know, after all, the light skills performed by the other party was NP, which Ye Cheng had never seen, and there was no way to judge.

"Oh, why bother." Seeing Ye Cheng rushing over, the middle-aged scholar shook his head, sighed, and then turned around, easily dodging Ye Cheng's attack.

The middle-aged scholar's posture is very weird, he actually slips in a small area and doesn't leave his hands, it is really not easy for Ye Cheng to catch it.

Both hands turned into claws, Ye Cheng turned around suddenly, and the dragon claw hand immediately unfolded, and he was about to lock the middle-aged scholar.

The dragon claw hand is a Shaolin stunt, and after it is displayed, the claw can crack the stone, let alone catch a thief.

Sure enough, the middle-aged scholar was not able to escape, and Ye Cheng easily grabbed the vein on the middle-aged scholar's wrist with his left hand.

The pulse gate was caught, the internal strength was weak, the joints were caught, and there was no way to escape, Ye Cheng was confident that the middle-aged scholar could not escape his palm.