A tall man looked at Luo Pu condescendingly, playing with the leather wallet she had stolen earlier with his right hand.

She was cold and sat motionless on the ground.

There were also people in the slums who did that thing, and they were all children of fifteen or sixteen years old, who frequented the surrounding bazaars, keeping an eye on the out-of-town merchants, and could spend days drinking and drinking after a vote.

But Luo Pu didn't dare to be in their company, on the one hand, because she had a pure temperament, and on the other hand, she had seen how miserable these thieves would be when they were discovered.

That day, she finally found a group of out-of-town businessmen who were willing to listen to her introduce the shop, they seemed to be polite and generous, so Luo Pu spoke very seriously; Unexpectedly, the group of thieves also targeted this group of merchants, but they were caught stealing.

Luo Pu will never forget the scene for the rest of his life, and the out-of-town businessmen who looked polite instantly changed into extremely hideous expressions, surrounded the thief who did not run away, they hurled insults hoarsely, and trampled on the thief's body with hard-soled leather shoes; The thieves had already lost consciousness in pain, but they did not stop until the person under their feet was deformed and bloody, and they did not leave without getting enough of it.

The leading businessman walked towards Luo Pu, who was trembling on the side, he rudely snatched back the reward he had paid, and then slapped Luo Pu in the face.

He took the little girl for a thief.

Luo Pu returned to the slum like a corpse, and heard a heart-rending cry from a nearby family. For a whole week, she would wake up from her sleep, and in her dreams the sharp teeth of the merchants had torn her skin so terribly that she tried to escape, but she was held back.

What a terrifying memory!

Luo Pu looked at the tall man in front of him, judging from his coat and body shape, he should have been the object of her previous theft, the expression on this person's face...... Seems to be laughing? But it's terrible! Could it be that she was a sadist, so she was so excited to see her scared?

"Woo-" she cried again.

"Huh? Am I ugly? I was just joking with you just now, don't take it seriously, okay? The tall man was stunned, rolled his eyes, and said in a very strange tone.

"Wow-" Luo Pu cried even louder.

The tall man looked a little overwhelmed, he walked up to Luo Pu and squatted down, trying to reach out and touch her head, but Luo Pu retreated like an electric shock, and his face was full of horror.

How so?

He scratched his head, unable to figure it out.

Two hours ago.

"I'm not familiar with life, so it's necessary to find a 'guide'," Yan Qingcheng looked around, "It's definitely not the way to rely on me to run around alone." ”

He wandered aimlessly through the bazaar, his gaze sweeping over all sorts of people.

"Huh? That's ......" he found something interesting.

A few children with thieves and rat eyes were following a merchant without a trace, of course, the so-called invisible is only relative to ordinary humans, Yan Qingcheng saw through it at a glance, these children exchanged glances with each other, rubbed for a long time, and finally the thin man walked over and took out a wallet from the merchant's trouser pocket.

Yan Qingcheng's eyes lit up.

It's really sleepy, someone hands a pillow, isn't this a guide to the door? When it comes to knowing the region, who better to know it than a group of thieves?

He hurriedly searched the crowd for the children, but all of them were gone.

Thinking about it, they had already left quickly when Yan Qingcheng was thinking.

But it doesn't matter, as long as these people do exist, Yan Qingcheng can find them.

Xiao Shi had shown him a few notes on how to quickly identify special people.

These special groups of people include thieves, so Yan Qingcheng is full of confidence.

An hour passed, and he rubbed his eyes, feeling that something was wrong.

What about thieves? Why are they all gone?

If it weren't for Xiao Shao's sworn that the notes originated from Mo Yun's experience, Yan Qingcheng would have suspected that he had been tricked.

It's not a way to go on like this, you have to think differently.

They only have one pair of eyes, but the thieves have many pairs, so let them grasp the "initiative".

Yan Qingcheng took out a leather wallet from his duffel bag, which was filled with the largest face value of cash.

Even though he'd seen it a few times, he was still a little incredulous.

The full fifty banknotes of 10,000 yuan, densely stacked together, are really eye-catching.

He recalled the first time he got his wallet, when Xiao Shi threw it to Yan Qingcheng, as natural as throwing away a bag of garbage.

Yan Qingcheng was petrified after opening his wallet, and he didn't say anything for a long time, and this reaction made Xiao Sao proud.

"For us Wing Clan, the most worthless thing is money," Xiao Xiao nostrils turned to the sky, and his tone was extremely forced, "Qingcheng, put away your hillbilly look, don't lose your uncle's face." ”

Yan Qingcheng looked at the wallet in his hand, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He arranged the bills diagonally, pulling a little distance from the wallet so that the large denomination inside the wallet could be seen from the outside, and then he rolled the wallet up and placed it in the pocket at his waist with the opening facing outward, revealing a corner for easy detection.

If no thieves come to the door, then they should go and get their eyes treated.

Yan Qingcheng walked towards the crowded place and deliberately unbuttoned his trench coat so that the thief could attack.

It worked, and half an hour later, he noticed that a little girl was staring at him.

Staring at his purse pocket, to be exact.

"It's finally here, but I'll have to wait!" Yan Qingcheng thought to herself, "But it's a pity that a cute girl ran out to be a thief at such a young age." ”

The little girl hesitated for a moment, then cowered and walked over and took the purse away; Her movements were unnatural, and Yan Qingcheng had to adjust her position slightly so that she could succeed more smoothly, but also to prevent others from discovering her.

The little girl turned around and ran after she succeeded, and Yan Qingcheng hurriedly followed.

Her speed was too slow compared to Yan Qingcheng, and she had no vigilance, and she bumped into a passerby and fell, and even Yan Qingcheng, the lost owner, was anxious for her.

In the process of falling and getting up, Yan Qingcheng even approached her and touched her wallet back.

"This little girl is so strange," Yan Qingcheng thought to herself, "With such a hand, could it be the first time she came out to do this?" ”

He followed the little girl out of the bazaar, and walked for about a quarter of an hour through the wasteland, to a dilapidated slum.

"Well, that's good," Yan Qingcheng looked at the dilapidated buildings around him, very satisfied, "This is like the hiding place of the thief group." ”

He wanted to follow the little girl to her hiding den, but she didn't expect her to go to an alley and squat down.

Next is the little girl's self-blame.

How so?

Yan Qingcheng wanted to catch a thief out, but he didn't expect to catch a little radish girl who seemed to be very kind.