This old thief has some reputation in this magic capital, but it's all some notoriety.

What is the specific name of the old thief and where he comes from, no one knows, only that his surname is Li, his family lives in the north, and he wanders here.

On weekdays, he wore a pair of shabby clothes, a felt hat full of dirt on his head, and he was sloppy, as if he hadn't taken a bath in many years.

This image, that's really more beggars than beggars.

On weekdays, he wanders in this ten-mile foreign field, and his hands and feet are quite unclean.

When he was thirsty, he slipped to the back kitchen of a teahouse, and directly picked up the brewed tea to drink, and only drank the good tea, and disdained it in front of him even if it was a little bit.

When he was hungry, he went to those big restaurants and restaurants, and before the food made by others was served, he tasted it first.

This old thief has a great appetite, and he also picks out those delicacies from the mountains and seas, abalone and cucumber wings, and ordinary snacks and side dishes, which are also regarded as snacks.

On weekdays, I always see him carrying a wine gourd, and when he sits on the side of the road, he takes a sip from time to time, and the wine in the gourd seems to never be finished.

In fact, how could it be impossible to finish this wine? It's not the kind of wine gourd that comes with its own goodness as the legend says.

Every time the wine in the gourd was about to be drunk, he got up and left, and the smoke disappeared, and when he returned, the wine in the gourd was full again.

Every once in a while, a nearby restaurant would start scolding.

This old thief acted without concealment, quite a bit of fairness, how could he steal like this?

It's not that no one wants to trouble him, but this old thief is quite extraordinary, and he is also very good at it, so he can't catch him at all.

In addition, the old thief only steals food, but he doesn't take anything from the treasure and money, he can only be regarded as a bully's meal, neither killing nor stealing money, he can't be a Jiangyang thief, and those real masters on the rivers and lakes are looking at his age, so they let him go, and they didn't look for trouble with him.

The old thief has been wandering in this ten-mile ocean for several years.

This old thief has a great reputation, and there is no one in the Jingwu Sect who does not know him.

Not only Senior Brother Chen questioned this, but even everyone else couldn't help but be very skeptical.

How dare you call such a person? A thief?

Senior Brother Liu saw his own juniors behaving like this, and knew that if he didn't explain, he was afraid that the military spirit would fluctuate a little.

The morale raised by what he said before could not help but weaken a little.

Of course, he could have chosen to hide this, but the people he invited this time must be some people who are not on the stage on weekdays.

There are even quite a few people who don't have a good reputation.

In fact, if it weren't for his own good nature, and he always treats people with a peaceful eye, does not believe and listen, only believes what he sees and hears, and likes to get to the bottom of things, he will not find that it is those who have a discredited reputation and do not seem to be good people, but there are many people with lofty ideals.

Many of these people have embarked on the evil path because of some unfortunate experiences in the past, but fortunately, their basic conscience is still clear, even if they do some low-ranking things, they have not done any real evil things.

Those who do evil things, even with Senior Brother Liu's character who seems to be alive, can't tolerate the existence of this generation.

He is good at making friends, but he only makes real heroes and heroes, and he does not discriminate because of his reputation.

Those who have a good reputation are not necessarily good people, those who are sanctimonious and deceive the world and steal their reputation, are there still few in this world?

Although they are nominally one with the Tongmeng Society, how can he, who is jealous and hateful, look down on those in the revolutionary party who only know how to fight for power and profit, and disregard the country's righteousness for their own selfishness, but on the surface they pretend to be so-called politicians who serve the country and the people and uphold justice?

He was a little disappointed in the revolutionary party, and although there were some genuine zealous people among them, more of them were deceitful people.

And what's even more ironic is that these hypocrites have instead stolen the high position of the Tongmeng Society, and those who have a fist and a fist, and the real people with lofty ideals are becoming more and more difficult to gain a foothold in it under the persecution of these people.

The alliance has deteriorated, and it is no longer the original Tongmeng Association.

Since it really stepped onto the stage of this great world and has a certain right to speak, this organization, which was originally intended to build a better China, has slowly decayed and declined.

He can't rub the sand under his nose, although he hasn't really broken away yet, but in fact, he no longer wants to ask about the affairs of the Tongmeng Association.

Of course, the Tongmeng Society is so rotten now, and those Beiyang warlords are no better, they are just worse than they are.

Now that the situation is chaotic, he has limited knowledge, and he can't see which side is worse.

It's just that even if one side wins, the establishment of a new government is not known to the land of China whether it is good or bad.

But a unified country is at least better than the current situation of division.

Since he was disappointed in political matters, he didn't think much about it anymore and returned to Jingwumen with peace of mind.

On weekdays, I practice martial arts, practice boxing, or guide other juniors and disciples, have nothing to do, go to meet those old friends, or wander the rivers and lakes, punish the traitors and eliminate evil, and make new comrades.

The old thief was the new friend he had made in the past few years.

Senior Brother Liu looked at his stubborn juniors, sighed, and said, "You only know how to meet people by name, but you don't know how to explore the essence.

You know that although Brother Li is called a thief, he has never stolen money, that is, the restaurants, teahouses, and restaurants that he secretly eats and drinks on weekdays are either opened by rich and unkind bad businessmen, or the property of underworld gangs.

Those kind people, but Brother Li didn't touch them.

On the contrary, he often took food and clothing from these people, and used them to help many weak and young children who had no food and clothing.

is a thief, and a thief who robs the rich and helps the poor.

I asked him why he didn't help adults who were also destitute.

Brother Li said that his ability is limited, so he can only steal such a little thing, and he can help a few more to feed and clothe children, as for those adults, who are hungry and frozen, who can blame them in this world?

I asked him why he didn't take money and give it to the poor people so that they could improve their lives.

Brother Li asked me rhetorically, "Is it really a good thing for them to give them money?"

I thought about it carefully, and yes, wealth is a talisman for them, and if they are targeted by those gang members who are like hyenas and vultures, it will be a disaster immediately, and it is better to have food and clothing.

After all, the strength of a single person is limited, even if Brother Li can protect them for a while, can he protect them for a lifetime?

Originally, I also wanted to ask, Brother Li has such skills, such ability, and such a chivalrous heart, why not help more people?

Just think about the situation of our Jingwu Sect itself, but it is a little indescribable.

This world can no longer be changed by the force of one person alone, only this country, this nation can be truly changed after awakening, uniting as one, experiencing the transformation of iron and blood, and being reborn in blood.

No matter how high the martial arts are, the effect is extremely limited. ”