Xia Kucao tugged at her hair in pain, trying to attract the attention of the rest of the drinkers in the tavern with her slightly exaggerated gesture language.

It's a pity that his actions might have garnered some attention as a performance artist, a third-rate artist, or simply a mentally ill person in the crowded streets, but in the noisy and dimly lit tavern booth, no one looked at him except the girl who sat across from him and smirked.

The problem is that the attention that the whole tavern does not want to attract is the girl in front of her, who has obviously drunk a little too much, and I don't know how this little girl's family touched this shimmering tavern, and at this moment she is hugging the glass wine glass on the table in front of her that is extraordinarily large compared to her, and takes two sips from time to time, burping a small wine, squinting her eyes comfortably, looking at it is particularly festive and cute.

The question is, no matter how festive and cute you are, you have to pay attention to your back, don't you?

It's just that not only did the red-cheeked little girl not notice the pickpocket brother who was tirelessly busy behind her, but even the pickpocket brother himself didn't care about the code of conduct of his own industry, and disdained the conspicuous behavior of the prunella grass across the table.

In fact, as early as five minutes ago, when this pickpocket brother who can only be described as burly just reached into the backpack on the back of the little girl in front of him and groped, Xia Dry Grass could still maintain the appearance of looking at the sky at 45 degrees inclined, and he thought that he had not been in this inexplicable world for a long time, and he really couldn't get ahead - after all, the sense of morality often showed a downward trend with the growth of age, and he had no background and no money, so he really couldn't be the dog that could take the mouse.

It's just that the pickpocket brother's skills are too trendy today, or maybe the atmosphere he is in still has a little bit of drunkenness, and everyone is drunk, in short, the pickpocket brother's trembling hand groped in the other party's bag for five minutes, but he didn't find anything.

His pickpocket brother had a calm face without oil, showing excellent psychological quality, and the prunella grass he was watching on the side was full of sweat.

As mentioned before, he is indeed not a good young man, so he can tolerate his morality and conscience being trampled on, but the performance of this pickpocket brother in front of him has long been not only insulting his character, but also contempt for his own existence as a good man.

I can't bear it!

Thinking like this, the summer withered grass can't bear it, so there is no need to endure it anymore.

"This brother, it is said that cutting off people's financial routes is like killing your parents, this time I will cut off your financial routes, although you hate me, but can you also think about me, don't let me not exist? ”

The pickpocket brother was shocked when he heard this, and his hand in the bag trembled, but he also fished out something for him, and before he could look closely, he hurriedly grasped it and put it in hand, and then raised his head - but he still didn't care about the summer withered grass that made the statement, but first glanced at the lost owner.

The cute little girl was still smiling silly, playing a game of blowing bubbles in front of the glass, and she didn't care about the movement next to her.

Brother Pickpocket breathed a sigh of relief, continued to ignore the prunella that had a little twitch on his face, and casually looked around- To be honest, as the city's famous gathering place of three religions and nine streams, even Xia Kucao himself does not have much hope for the humanistic environment of this tavern, after all, he has been in this world for a while, and life is forced, and he has done a lot of work in Xia Kucao pit abduction, otherwise there will be no spare money to sit here, he knows what kind of goods the regulars here will be, if it is not really useless, he does not need to pretend to be Lu Xun, trying to arouse the small sense of morality that may exist in the hearts of the scum of the tavern.

-- To be precise, he was only trying to recruit a few pickpockets, the class enemies of the thief's profession, that is, robbers, to interfere with the progress of the pickpocket's work.

After all, since ancient times, scammers can't get used to thieves, and thieves can't get used to robbers.

It's just that although there are a few burly and sturdy men with 'magnificent' faces around who have seen or heard the movement in this place, most of them disdain it, obviously they can only be called reckless and not heroes.

So the pickpocket brother looked back and became emboldened, and glared at the summer withered grass fiercely.

For the pickpocket brother in front of him, who was comparable to a good man in Liangshan but engaged in the profession of a thief, Xia Kucao smiled calmly.

"Declare in advance, I don't have any opinion on the work you do, and in fact, no one who will appear here will have any opinion about your job, but brother, your craft is really inferior, not from a professional background, right? ”

The majestic pickpocket brother looked up and down at the body of the summer withered grass that had obviously not yet grown, and in his heart, he couldn't help but smile with a somewhat smug tone, "Okay, don't get close to the uncle, just listen to you, hand over all the valuable things on your body, grandpa, I robbed it." ”

Prunella was speechless for a while, thinking to herself, what is this?

So he had to speak again—

"Hey, do you still have the professional ethics from the beginning, you want to rob you and rob her, what do you mean by robbing me?"

Xia Kucao's words were very suspicious, so the pickpocket brother couldn't help but be more arrogant when he heard this, and there was even more hidden turmoil between his waves, and he looked up to the sky and said with a long smile, "Grandpa, I'll ask you if you can give it!"

Then he smiled sarcastically, "Little chicken, the hair hasn't grown, what do you learn to be righteous and brave?"

Xia Kucao sighed, at this time he didn't have any fear in his heart, let alone regret - the god is pitiful, the tavern owner had already taken out the last copper on his body as a price for taking him in, so why should he be afraid of any thieves and robbers?

But if you don't have money, you're not afraid of robbing, and the master in front of him doesn't look like a base, but doesn't he still want to be beaten for no reason?

So he knocked on the table very simply, raised his head and drank the contents of the glass, then rolled his eyes widely, dried the burqa on his body, tied the hem of the robe, and planned to lift the table and leave.

To be honest, it's also great if you can't get up and flip the table and get away with it.

It's just that just as our male protagonist was preparing for a long-lost youthful frivolity, a drunken male voice suddenly came and reversed the development of the situation-

"Huh? uh...... This dress?...... You...... Vomit...... It's this...... ...... of the Sealers Academy Students?"