Among the rivers and lakes, if you talk about light skills, the eight steps of the Kuocang faction to catch the cicada and the Wuji Palace's swaying to the sky are the most famous, and the light skills of Qi Boss are different from both, just as literally understood, the center of gravity falls on the word "light". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When practicing, the whole body is full of golden bells, running at full speed and the bells do not ring, which is indeed a miraculous skill, which is also the origin of the title of the Golden Bell Gang.

There is a way that thieves know martial arts, and no one can stop them. After Boss Qi made great achievements, he climbed over the wall and crossed the house as if entering a no-man's land. Once, under the nose of a guard from a large family, he took three packs of gold and a jade Buddha away, and the old rich man was frightened, not thinking that he was a thief, but that he had done too many bad things on weekdays, and God sent him to punish him. The list goes on and on.

Boss Qi is forty years old, and although he is still agile, his pride has gradually declined, and he has the heart of retreat. Dozens of children were kidnapped or picked up from the streets, and some introductory light exercises were taught, although they were selfish and did not teach the real know-how, but they were enough.

Over the years, these young thieves have also brought him a lot of gold and silver treasures, enough for him to continue to enjoy a life of spending and drinking.

However, Boss Qi rarely directly cares about the thieves at the bottom, but divides the forty or fifty thieves into five groups, each group sets up a team leader, who is responsible for the group, and pays a fixed part of the gold and silver every month, and keeps the rest for the expenses in the group.

"Damn, let's work hard, but we ran to Drunken Flower Building, **** Cui Ping!"

Wu Xian scolded quietly, this month's team leader Cui Ping assigned him a task is not light, he has to hand over seven hundred taels of silver a month, this is not a small amount, he worked hard for twenty days, only barely made up about three hundred taels, there are still ten days left, this month's task is probably not completed.

Scolding and scolding, Wu Xianke didn't dare to tear his face with Cui Ping, the Jinling Gang's subordinate and subordinate system is very strict, three months ago, Da Chun of the fourth group was cut off one hand and one foot because of the confrontation with the team leader, and he was thrown out, and within two days his body appeared on the mass grave outside the city, and his chest had long been hollowed out by wild dogs.

Thinking of the tragic situation of Da Chun, Wu Xian shivered, shook his head vigorously, and didn't dare to think about it.

At this time, it has passed the third watch, and everything is quiet, and it is a good time to start.

Wu Xian quickly climbed over the wall and jumped into the house of someone who had already stepped on it, this family was engaged in silk trading, the family was well-off but not rich, there were no guards and bodyguards, it was easy to start.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Wu Xian to find the location of the hidden silver ticket, a whole pile, enough for four or five hundred taels, and he couldn't help but have enough money for this month, and there was still one left.

Wu Xian happily returned the same way, leaned on the wall, looked around and saw that there was no one, and then climbed over the wall.

It's just that he didn't notice that a pair of sharp eyes on Gao Shu had been staring at him, and just after Wu ran away with intent on mind, a black hazy figure quickly chased after him.

Wu Xian ran very fast, mainly because he was very excited, originally he only had the idea of trying it out, but he didn't expect to have such a big harvest at one time, he couldn't help but whistle.

Fortunately, this is already a slum by the city wall, and there are few pedestrians on the road, let alone idlers.

Coming to a big tree, Wu Xian looked around, and after being sure that there was no one, he quietly touched up along the small tree hole, and then took out a baggage.

Wu Xian stuffed the silver ticket he stole back tonight into his bag and carefully put it back again.

I can finally get a good night's sleep tonight.

On the second day, Wu Xian didn't steal again, the task had been completed, he wanted to relax, he couldn't afford a place like Zuihualou, and the wildflowers on the roadside could still be picked.

In the evening, the satisfied Wu Xian quietly came to the big tree again, picking flowers also costs money, after a cool night, there is not much silver left around him, fortunately, last night the harvest was quite rich, he plans to take a few dozen taels.

Just as he reached out to take out the burden from the tree hole, Wu Xian's movements suddenly stopped completely, and his face showed an incredible expression, because where his hand touched, only rough bark remained, not to mention the burden, not even a piece of cloth was touched!

What the hell is going on?!

Wu Xian hurriedly touched it carefully, but there was still no trace of the baggage, could it be that someone stole it?!

It's unlikely, it's inaccessible here, and my baggage has been hidden in this tree hole for nearly two years, and it has been safe and sound, why did someone suddenly find out?

Wu Xian looked back vigilantly, but he could only see the dark night open behind him, and he couldn't see anyone.

For a while, all kinds of complex emotions came to my heart, including the confusion of losing gold and silver, the fear of not being able to complete the task, and more anger at the thief.

Everything is stolen from the thief.

Wu Xian decided to teach this short-sighted guy a lesson.

Another day passed, he wandered around Beiyun City for most of the day, and at night, he secretly stuffed a bag of bricks and gravel into a tree hollow, and then turned to leave.

However, Wu Xian did not go far, but hid in a dark corner to take a closer look, he was not sure if the guy who stole the things would come, so he could only try his luck and wait for the rabbit.

"Damn, if I want to catch you **** thief, I will beat you so that you can't take care of yourself!" Wu Xian picked up the hardwood stick in his hand and cursed secretly, forgetting that he was also a thief.

At this moment, Wu Xian's heart suddenly gave birth to a strange vigilance. Thieves are in the business of watching around all day long, and their intuition is very sharp. Relying on this intuition, Wu Xian avoided a lot of dangers, and today he shook his head, this feeling became more and more intense, as if there was a fierce beast lurking around him.

Wu Xian suddenly felt a faint cool breeze behind him, and secretly said in his heart that it was bad, there was someone behind him!

He turned sideways, and the wooden stick in his hand was knocked backwards, which could be regarded as a strong sink!

Bang!

The wooden stick hit the person behind him, making a muffled sound, Wu Xian looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but be stunned, only to see that the wooden stick was firmly held in the hands of the man in black.

Wu Xian twitched hard, but the stick did not react in the slightest, and the hand of the man in black was like an iron hoop, tightly clamping the wooden stick.

Almost instinctively, Wu Xian spread the wooden stick and rolled away.

"You, you, who are you?" Wu Xian got up, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, swallowed the spit, and stammered a little under the nervousness.

The man in black just stared at Wu Xian and didn't speak. Wu Xian was almost certain that it was the man in black in front of him who stole his silver.

Wu Xian had already seen clearly that it was a young man of his age, but his face had a depression that did not match his age, and his eyes on the young man shivered for a moment.

That's the eyes of a murderer!