In the blink of an eye, the demonic rebellion has been subsided for half a year.

Although the human world is still catching witches, the situation has calmed down a lot, and people's lives are back on track.

Looking at the endless stream of pedestrians on the street, it was hard for Han Qingluo to imagine that there was also a blood clan mixed in with it.

"Sir, would you like a cigarette?"

She stopped a man in a hat at random, and opened her mouth to show him the tobacco rolls in a simple box hanging from her, but her eyes were clearly not on the customer, wandering around.

The man was suddenly stopped in his way, impatiently lowered his hat, perfunctorily rejected her as an insincere little vendor, staggered away from her, and after a few quick steps, the figure quickly disappeared into the crowd.

In the middle of the night, there was an exclamation from the crowd: "My wallet is gone!" ”

The woman's scream alerted everyone that there were thieves on the street who checked their money bags, and sure enough, many people's wallets disappeared into thin air.

A commotion began to spread from street to street, and everyone looked around for suspicious figures in the street, and the man in the hat quickened his pace.

A sharp-eyed gentleman noticed the man in the hat and shouted, "Here! After speaking, he approached the hat man, and as soon as his hand was on the hat man's shoulder, he was covered by an invading big palm, and his expression became confused and stared, and he sat on the ground.

The man in the hat took the opportunity to hide in a small alley, avoiding the victim's sight and escaping the pursuit from the blind spot.

In the chaotic crowd on the other side, Han Qingluo cleared his throat, the scream just now was really a bit of a drain.

She withdrew her wandering gaze, glanced in the direction the man had gone, closed the box unfolded in front of her, and walked unhurriedly in the direction of the city gate.

At the same time, after the screaming victims rushed forward, the sharp-eyed gentleman got up from the ground, his confused eyes flashed a trace of coldness, and turned around and walked quickly in the direction of the hat man.

Soon, they followed Han Qingluo in front, and the two tacitly turned back and forth into a hidden alley, away from the noisy street.

As he walked, he tore off the fake beard on his face and took off the hat that was covering his head, and his tan hair revealed the silver-white color hidden underneath the moment the hat was lifted.

Han Qingluo, who was walking in front, stopped, took off the cloth belt that fixed the box from his neck, and touched the purse on his body, and the money bag inside was expected to be gone.

She turned around, crossed her waist to face the extras behind her, stretched out her hand to him, spread her palms, and said coldly: "Hand it over!" ”

Sevi raised his eyebrows, but without saying a word, he reached into the wide lining of his coat and pulled out several bags of different colors, bringing with him the sound of coins colliding, and there was quite a lot of noise.

"I didn't expect that Lord Selvie still has the potential to be a thief!"

Han Qingluo took the money bag in his hand and teased.

Sevi pulled out a forced smile dryly, straightened the placket, walked around her side, and walked deeper into the alley.

Han Qingluo didn't stop much, picked up his money bag, followed Sevi, and disappeared around the corner of the alley.

On the other side, the man in the hat, who was being pursued by many victims, dodged in all directions, and soon arrived at the gate of the city, where he hid at the mouth of the alley and secretly observed.

The victims who were chasing him had already pulled in the security guards, and at this time there was a large group of people arresting him, and there was only one carriage by the city gate, which was the only option for him to leave now.

After looking left and right for a while, he took off his coat and hat, calmly walked through the crowd, and stepped into the carriage where the guests were entertained.

As soon as he sat down, the coachman in front of him urged the horses and slowly drove out of the city.

The man in the hat didn't think much about it, and seemed to be still immersed in the excitement of being chased just now, and casually pulled the door of the carriage, closed it tightly, and let out a sigh of relief.

At this time, the coachman in front of him spoke leisurely: "Where is the gentleman going?" ”

The man in the hat leaned back on his back, lifted Erlang's legs, and said casually: "Whatever, Lao Tzu is rich!" ”

"Okay!"

The coachman in front of him replied loudly, the corners of his lips under his beard hooked disdainfully, and he shook the whip in his hand to urge the horses to speed up......

After driving for a while, the man in the hat whose real identity was the Revornor blood clan straightened up and opened the curtains casually, only to see that the scenery outside was very unfamiliar, and the rows of trees were rapidly receding backwards.

Apparently far away from the city, he was now more at ease, and with satisfaction, he groped his way from his body, and soon his chair was full of money bags, and he happily fiddled with these money bags, which seemed very cute in his eyes, and the greed in his eyes could not be concealed more and more.

He has made a lot of oil and water in this city, which is enough for him to be chic along the way, enough to live the blood-sucking life of the blood clan, and he also pursues the material desires in the human world.

He's a thief and a gambler, and when he leaves the city, he's going to splurge on a gambling house in the next city!

The joy did not last long on his face, and the wanderer stopped his movements, and guardfully pricked up his ears to listen, and he seemed to hear other discordant sounds from the cacophony of wheels.

The sound was getting closer and clearer—"Click...... was the sound of horses' hooves!

Suffered!

The captors are coming?

The thief was shocked, and hurriedly poured out all the money in the money bag, and stored it all into his special big money bag, and grabbed the rest of the money bag and stuffed it into the gap in the corner of the carriage.

Then pretended to sit up straight calmly, as long as someone interrogated him, he would not admit it, he had encountered too many in this scene, just deal with it a few times, no need to pay attention, as long as they did not find evidence, they could not do anything to him.

It wasn't long before the carriage came to an unexpected halt, and the thief lifted the curtains and glanced through the gap, only to see a little of the comer's clothes.

In a moment, there was a knock on the carriage door.

The thief tidied up his appearance, trying not to look like a thief, and then opened the door calmly.

"Gentlemen, excuse me—"

His elegant face suddenly became hideous, and the whole person was dragged out of the carriage by a powerful force.

I saw a silver-haired strange man grabbing him by the collar, and if the fierce light in his eyes could be turned into a sword, I am afraid that he would have been stabbed into a sieve.

The wanderer's stunned and frightened gaze wandered around, and he found that he had been surrounded by seven or eight figures.

He soon saw a slightly vague face in the unkind figure, and immediately reacted, isn't this the woman who sold cigarettes not long ago?

Thinking that he was provoked by a thorn, he was in a hurry to escape from the city, but he met this fat who took the initiative to come up halfway, of course, there was no reason to return empty-handed, and he also stole her money bag by the way.

Now let him choose again, he will definitely not be greedy again!

Immediately, he moved his arm and wanted to take out the money and return it to her, but Sevi scolded, and the thief's hand was so frightened that he took it back.

"Don't move, what tricks do you want to play?"

As he spoke, a shiny dagger was pressed against his chest.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you have something to say, I'll just return the money to you, spare my life!" The thief's face was wrinkled with bitterness.

I thought to myself that I had just stolen a bag of money, so why bother to chase after him and treat him as a lowly thief with shouting and killing.

"We don't want money, we want you!"

At this moment, a black-haired man walked out and stared at him.

After seeing those eyes, the wanderer's legs instantly weakened, and he said in his heart, this little life is gone, he has encountered the blood clan that persecuted them Revorno......

After leaving the city of Paris.

They traveled all the way south and arrived at a bustling city.

Because of the prevalence of witch hunting, many magicians were persecuted, and Revorno, who was also mixed in, also chose to hibernate and find it difficult to find his traces.

But Revornor is not only a magician traveler who likes to manipulate illusions, but also a wanderer who tends to steal money and treasures.

The quickest way to find out about the city is to get patronized by thieves, who can't escape their massive urban dark web.

On the first day of their arrival, their unfamiliar appearance was targeted by the local thief organization, how could this opportunity to do good things from heaven be missed?

They seduce a thief and catch a "mobile repository" of information.

Under coercion and temptation, the "information base" revealed the big and small movements in the city one by one, and in these trivial information, they really extracted an important clue.

A few days ago, an alien thief entered the city, and seeing his skill, the organization tried to woo him to join him, but this guy didn't appreciate it, and still went his own way.

Once, the gang of thieves was so angry that they entangled a group of companions and wanted to find trouble with this guy, but they didn't expect to wake up the next day and forget what had happened, which was very weird.

Through the description of the thief, they quickly locked on a target, and one night while they were squatting, they saw the lone wanderer's superb theft methods.

In order not to startle the snake, Jue and the others planned to squat for a few more days, looking for opportunities.

On the other hand, the lone wanderer seemed to have sensed something and began to commit a frenzy, as if he was preparing to leave.

At this point, the guardians immediately decided to start collecting the net.

Han Qingluo pretended to be a small vendor selling cigarettes, and watched on the bustling streets that had to pass through the city gate, and Sevi "volunteered" to act as an extra, assisting Han Qingluo in acting.

Under his seamless and even somewhat skillful "stealing" acting skills, they successfully pushed the target to the light, and the "anxious mouse" really followed the planned steps and fell into their carefully designed trap.

The carriage marched again.

At this time, in the carriage, the silent silence was spreading.

The Wanderer shrank back in his seat, flanked and opposite by the Bloods who were eyeing him.

He stared at his toes, and a trace of doubt arose in his frightened heart, logically speaking, shouldn't these blood clansmen who often persecuted their own clan deal with him as soon as possible?

Why are you still guarding like a prisoner, where are you going to take him?

Don't?

Do you want him to be the guinea pig in their bad tastes?

The thief's mind flashed through all kinds of inhumane torture and his own tragic fate, and his brow couldn't help but furrow so much that he could kill a mosquito.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm just a prodigal son who is addicted to gambling, just spare me, I can give you all the money on my body!"

His pleas for mercy did not provoke a reaction from the other clans in the carriage, but instead made him feel inferior like a bedbug, and could be trampled to death with one foot.

After being silent for a long time, the wanderer thought for a while, and continued to speak tentatively: "Whatever you adults want to know, I can say!" ”

"Shut up!"

Sevi couldn't stand his noise, and his eyes were as cold as frost and glared at him in an instant, so frightened that the wanderer didn't dare to say anything anymore.