This is a shantytown in the county seat, which used to be the family home of some public units, and now the old residents have gone upstairs, leaving only some elderly people and tenants.

The alley is neither wide nor narrow, and can pass a truck. It's just overgrown with weeds, and it feels like it's dilapidated and depressed.

A few little ruffians left, leaving Jiang Xiaohu and the stupid thief.

Although a stupid thief is stupid to be a thief, he has an eye for his heart. He already recognized that this was the person he had stolen from the tricycle dealership.

"That, big brother, thank you!" The stupid thief walked up to Jiang Xiaohu and bowed to him to thank him.

After bowing, he immediately flashed back a few meters, for fear that the other party would recognize him, and it would not be worth beating him again.

How did he know that Jiang Xiaohu had already recognized him from the time he heard the movement and rushed over.

In fact, Jiang Xiaohu doesn't know why he wants to bother with this nossy matter, this guy is not a good bird, he will be beaten up, maybe the red-haired ones can still eliminate a harm for the society.

But the devil sent God, and he did just that.

Grabbing his hair, Jiang Xiaohu raised his chin and stared at him: "Don't pretend to have amnesia, your skills should be quite good, how can you not steal something?"

The stupid thief chuckled in his heart and said secretly: "It's over, people recognize me." ”

Cold sweat crackled from his forehead and rolled down his cheeks. His hands and feet were weak and trembling, and he felt that his life was short.

You think, people can deal with four big men with their bare hands, and they kicked themselves far away in the commercial street at the beginning, and they are clearly a martial arts master.

When you meet such a person, you are so grudgeful, and you are so neurotic - if you are in a bad mood, you will find someone on the street to beat you up, then you can still have a good time?

Thinking of this, the stupid thief's knees weakened, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

"Big brother, I was wrong, you can spare me, I still have an eighty-year-old mother to ......support in my family," the stupid thief cried with snot and tears.

Jiang Xiaohu had a black line on his head: "How old are you?"

"I'm twenty-two years old. The stupid thief replied honestly.

"Where's your dad?" Jiang Xiaohu asked again.

The stupid thief subconsciously replied, "Fifty." ”

"Oh! Your father is fifty and your mother is eighty, this year-old love is quite touching! Your mother can give birth to you at sixty, which is really powerful. Jiang Xiaohu teased.

The stupid thief was stunned for a moment, and secretly counted in his heart, yes, yes, the age difference is too great. No, I'll have to say sixty next time.

"Alright, I'm not here to settle accounts with you. It's just curious, how can you not steal something?" Jiang Xiaohu grabbed him by the shoulder, and the stupid thief felt a huge force lifting him to his feet, and his heart suddenly became afraid and admired.

This guy's hands are simply iron tongs. No, the iron tongs are hard, this guy is soft with hard, rigid with soft.

His strength was also the greatest of all the people the stupid thief had ever seen, and there was no one. At this time, the stupid thief had three points of fear and seven points of admiration for Jiang Xiaohu, and even had the idea of learning from a teacher. He remembered a sentence circulating on the Internet in these years, the master is in the people!

As for Jiang Xiaohu, he also had his considerations when he said this, and even when the ghost made a decision to save people, it was out of curiosity - this guy is clearly quite quick in his movements, and he is definitely not a stupid thief.

Jiang Xiaohu's current reaction sensitivity has long been different from ordinary people, and it is simply impossible to steal something from him without being detected.

And this guy was caught after taking things away and accidentally touching Jiang Xiaohu.

From this point of view, this guy is very skilled.

Jiang Xiaohu just wanted to figure out how such a skilled thief couldn't steal anything.

The stupid thief smiled and replied with a stern expression: "They asked me to steal my grandmother's jewelry." ”

He pointed to the house next to him, the old lady who had just opened the door.

It turned out that the gang knew that the old lady had some dowry jewelry, which was quite valuable, so they wanted to steal it. But the old lady has a big wolf dog at home, and her son is a police officer, everyone is worried about it, but they don't dare to steal it. If it is really found out, then what can be good?

Therefore they encouraged the foolish thief to steal. The stupid thief is not stupid, he simply said that he couldn't steal it, so there was the scene that Jiang Xiaohu saw earlier.

"Oh~" Jiang Xiaohu was so disappointed, he thought that this stupid thief was found by his conscience so he didn't steal, but he didn't dare to steal, "You know that it's good to be afraid, it's best to have no thieves in the world." ”

He turned to leave, but heard the stupid thief shouting behind him, "Master!" and then there was a few muffled bangs.

Jiang Xiaohu looked back, and suddenly there was a black line in his head.

The stupid thief kowtowed to the ground, and a big bag bulged out of his head.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Xiaohu was speechless.

"Master, you are a master of martial arts, right? Shaolin or Wudang? Southern or Northern faction? Please, accept me as an apprentice!" The stupid thief said, "I, Zhou Qing, will never betray the master! ”

He swore by heaven that he was in good shape.

Jiang Xiaohu rolled his eyes: "I'm from the Jiangbian faction, do you want to worship?"

"Jiangbian faction? What kind of faction is that?" Zhou Qing was stunned for a moment, seeing the banter between Jiang Xiaohu's eyebrows, but he still resolutely said, "I want to worship!"

It turned out that this Zhou Qing had no other hobbies since he was a child, and he liked martial arts. When I was a child, I admired Bruce Lee, and I pondered Jeet Kune Do by myself, and I also practiced it well. It just so happens that he is not tall, and he is more agile than a monkey.

Because of his admiration for Bruce Lee, he specially kept that hairstyle. It's just that I haven't taken care of it in the past two months, and it has grown into two hairs.

Jiang Xiaohu said casually: "It's okay to learn art from a teacher, you get up first, what do you do with the soft kneecaps?" He frowned, Zhou Qing saw that he was unhappy, and hurriedly got up: "Yes, yes, master, you are right, I will be a backbone thief in the future." ”

"Hey, huh?" Jiang Xiaohu glared at him.

"People, people!" Zhou Qing hurriedly smiled and changed his words, and urged, "Master, what conditions do you want to be a teacher, you said!"

Jiang Xiaohu said: "You have to give the master a meeting gift, right?"

"Money?" Zhou Qing was a little embarrassed.

Although he is a special 'technical worker', his skills are very good, and when he is lucky, he can earn thousands of yuan a day.

But this kind of money is easy to come and go quickly, he usually has no money and sleeps, and when he has money, he spends it like unscrewed tap water, and there is always no balance in his hand. Now, it was a time of embarrassment for him.

Rummaging through both pockets, it's cleaner than his face. Zhou Qing was very embarrassed and didn't dare to look up at Jiang Xiaohu.

Jiang Xiaohu glared: "Who said that you want money? If you can help me do something, I will accept you as an apprentice." ”

"What's the matter?" Zhou Qing was happy when he heard it, he was not afraid of running errands.