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It was eleven o'clock before Qiao Ji returned to Yujing.

Although the speed of the shadow is not slow, it is 500 to 600 meters in one step, and he can escape two or three times a second.

But in the shadows you can't discern the direction, you have to stop often and wait for the signal to see if the satellite positioning on the helmet has deviated.

And every time I go in and out of the place where light and darkness meet, it's not good for my eyes, and I often need to stop and take a break.

It's cool to run at supersonic speed without a physical body at all, and the feeling of being able to ride against the wind is fantastic.

Are there any props that can fly? Qiao Ji thought that it would be better to get a flying prop otherwise.

This time, the harvest was not bad, and the biggest income was, of course, the sublimation soul of this prefecture-level ability.

And the power of his sons also brought Qiao Ji a lot of low-end soul income.

【Soul Balance:

Sublimated soul: 2

Transformed Soul: 84

Tough Soul: 161

Ordinary Souls: 295]

How to solve the problem? Only get rich.

This is still the reason why Chachai's subordinates are not all in the camp, and there are many people who deal with their illegal business in various places, otherwise Qiao Ji will get more souls.

But Qiao Ji didn't bother to hunt them one by one, it was too troublesome and time-consuming to deal with these scattered people.

But now that he has a large number of low-level souls, Qiao Ji doesn't feel too happy, what he needs now is mainly the souls of earth-level abilities.

Sure enough, clearing the criminal group is the most profitable business, and the result of this night's busy work is much faster than the conspiracy to clean up the original sin faction.

The criminal forces in these areas are like dungeons, and they usually stay in their own turf, and when you investigate clearly, you can go to the next dungeon to get equipment.

Finally arrived at the sixth ring road of Yujing, and he could go back to the hotel in the next few steps, and Qiao Ji's speed slowed down.

Standing on a lamppost, he disarmed his pilot, and stealthily scanned his surroundings for supper.

Although I ate some before I came back, I was hungry again.

It's late at night, but there should still be a lot of businesses open at this time, so let's go and look for it.

He leaped nimbly from the lamp, searching for the scent.

Suddenly, he smelled a foul smell.

"Stinky tofu!"

Let's go and see what the stinky tofu tastes like here.

Qiao Ji jumped down from the street lamp, lifted his invisibility, and walked towards the night market stall over there.

swish

Something swept by, with a dark aura that made Qiao Ji a little familiar, similar to the power of the tattoo sticker.

Well? Something jumped over at once.

And no one was seen.

If it were someone else, he would really be busy with himself, and he wouldn't care about this, and he couldn't take care of it.

But Qiao Ji had clairvoyance, and when he looked closely, he found that it was a faint shadow moving rapidly on the ground.

It's night, and it only shows some signs when it passes by a street lamp illuminating the area, and a shadow can be seen moving.

Is this a shadow?

Turning into a shadow and moving on a flat surface, it is different from Qiao Ji's chrono-time retreat.

Qiao Ji didn't care, but the other party ran around a corner and stopped, showing his figure in a dead corner.

A humanoid with slender limbs but a large belly and blue-gray skin, sparse yellow hair, and teeth one in the east and one in the west.

"Boss, let's have a stinky tofu, a big portion."

Qiao Ji saw the figure that came out of the shadow, and was shocked by its appearance, "Damn, I won't choose such an ugly beast ability to kill me, is this a zombie?" ”

Although it's a little ugly, it can be seen that it's probably a person, and it should be a supernatural person.

But the appearance of this ability is really hard to describe.

The ugly man held a belt bag with a broken strap in his hand, which looked dirty and oily, with a zipper ajar and a lot of change in it, and he took out the bills and counted them carefully.

Don't sleep at night and run out to count money?

Is it sick?

In the oil pot, stinky tofu is sizzling, and Qiao Ji is waiting for his supper.

At the stall next to him, the owner of the fried rice noodles was holding a 100-yuan bill that the customer had just given, and suddenly shouted, "Hey, where is my wallet?" ”

The guest gave a hundred dollars, and he was about to make change, when he suddenly found that his wallet was missing.

Qiao Ji: ......

After looking for two rounds and not finding it, the owner of the fried rice noodles could only borrow money from his peers next to him to find his customers.

Then I searched for two more rounds, but I still couldn't find it, and I started to be anxious.

"Lao Zheng, where did you put your wallet?"

"I've always tied it around my waist."

"When did you not see you?"

"I don't know."

……

Everyone is gossiping, and they don't have a good idea.

Qiao Ji is waiting for his stinky tofu.

I know you're in a hurry, but I'll wait a while, and I'll help you recover my stinky tofu when it's ready.

"Handsome guy, how spicy do you want it?"

"Just a little spicy."

Mix the ingredients, pack them into a box, put them in a plastic bag, and put a pair of disposable chopsticks in them.

"Handsome guy, your stinky tofu is ready."

"Thank you."

Qiao Ji gave a piece of twenty yuan, picked up his stinky tofu and left.

Wait for the stinky tofu stall owner to count out the change from his pocket bag and take a look.

"What about people?"

He walked out from behind his cart and looked left and right, but he didn't see the young man.

Don't go so fast, I haven't found any money for you yet!

"Do you want to eat stinky tofu?"

"Eat."

"Boss, two stinky tofu."

At this time, a couple came to take care of his business, and the boss could only put the change back in his bag and wait for the customer to find it himself, and his stall would remain unchanged anyway.

……

Qiao Ji rushed over stealthily with stinky tofu, only to find that this ugly guy suddenly turned into a puddle of shadows, continued to move on the ground, and left.

Ay?

Found me?

Qiao was extremely unsure, but continued to follow, and when he reached the range of five hundred meters, he could sense the shadow without his eyes, and just followed.

This guy is quite fast, at least 40 kilometers per hour, like a big black mouse moving on the plane, three turns and two crutches to an unfinished building, which is relatively remote.

When he got here, he showed his figure, and when he went upstairs, something as ugly as him appeared.

"How's it going today?"

"It's okay, I made more than 400 pieces today."

"It's okay, Erhu only got a hundred today."

Qiao Ji once thought that they could speak zombie language, but he didn't expect them to speak human language.

But that's all it takes to steal chickens and dogs?

Can you go find a class?

Not to mention anything else, if you go to a haunted house to scare people, you don't need to wear makeup with your dignity.

He glanced upstairs, and was startled when he didn't know what to see.

There were more than a dozen ugly people in it, and even Qiao Ji, who had just smashed a criminal syndicate, almost threw stinky tofu out excitedly.

Are you a thief company or an ugly company?