Late-night casinos are as brightly lit as day – for those here, the day has just begun.

The cat likes this to be the moment when he comes and goes beside the red-eyed gambler, where the fat water flows—he seems to have been born with the ability to discern the weight and value of the money through the thick cloth bag at a glance, so as to judge the necessity of the shot.

He is the object of worship of the thieves on the south bank - flying eaves and walking on the wall, invisible, taking things from the air, and there are too many legends about him to count. He has patronized at least eight or nine of the ten wealthy families on the South Bank. Although he is in the name of stealing the rich and helping the poor, everyone knows that he is stealing the rich, and he is afraid that he is only a few gambling house owners. No one knew his real name, not even himself, because it was a common name. And when it comes to "cats", who doesn't know the No. 1 Snitch in the Alley?

Since his debut, the only time he has missed has been an attempt to take the sheep in the Feather Sword Sect - only later did he know how stupid and stupid this decision was. When he was inexplicably besieged by the masters on the south bank and beaten half to death, Chu Tao walked out from behind the people with a leisurely step: "You have to spare people and spare people." Teach him a lesson, let him go—this is the cat? ”

The swordsmen immediately stopped, lifted his collar and threw him at Chu Tao's feet. Chu Tao's smiling eyes behind his back made him only feel that layers of hairiness grew out of thin air in his heart - there were countless people clamoring to catch him and even slaughter him, but only Chu Tao waved indifferently to let him go when they met for the first time.

"Young master, this thief is hated by everyone, you don't want to see someone beat him to death, so you will send him to the official, right?"

"Send the official?" Chu Tao frowned coldly, stretched out his hand to carry him from the ground to him, and threw him again, "Look at his legs and feet, what is the difference between sending him to the official and letting him run?"

"This ......" In everyone's surprised eyes, Chu Tao waved his hand again, "Isn't it just a thief?—— you remember, I dare to let you go, of course I know how to catch you - the next time you shoot, it's best to weigh it." As he spoke, he turned and went elsewhere. Chu Tao never let out empty words, he can be caught this time, and of course he can't escape next time.

Like the arrogant rangers in the alley, they all know that they can't offend Chu Tao if they offend anyone. Therefore, no matter what Chu Tao asked them to do, it was just a matter of one sentence.

But who knew that his disobedient claws would be on the fake purple jade order? He hadn't heard of Konoha yet, but he had seen the ghost-like skill. He knew that Konoha was looking for him everywhere - Konoha couldn't tolerate the fake purple jade order falling into the hands of others, ruining his entire plan. Now there is only one way to get rid of Konoha's entanglement: lure him out, "return things to their original owners", and rely on Chu Tao's power to send him to another world forever. Of course, this is an extremely dangerous thing, but it is his only way to live, and he believes that Chu Tao will not refuse.

So as soon as he appeared in the gambling house, he was immediately lifted by the collar and thrown into the backyard. He fell so hard that he almost fell apart and felt pain: "You owe money and still come to gamble, I'm tired of being tired!" The sound of the stick buzzed in his ears, but it didn't have time to fall on him. Holding his head and lifting his eyes from the gap, he looked at the speaker: "Slow down, sir...... I'm here to pay off the debt, pay off the debt, hehehe......" confirmed that there was no threat, and then let go of his hand and showed his head to explore around.

The rough voice that was consistent with the previous one shook his eardrums: "Can you have the money to pay off your debts?" The owner of the gambling house and he were old acquaintances, but every time they met, there was nothing pleasant to speak of. The three or five big men around him had already surrounded him and had no way out.

"Yes, yes, yes!" he explained impatiently, for fear of being hit by an unwarranted disaster, "If you get a good thing, it shouldn't be difficult to change some money, it's not difficult!"

"Who's house did you go to harm again?" The cat's heart, the boss couldn't be clearer. With a wave of his hand, the big men around him withdrew one after another. The boss's hand was already on his collar: "Understand, what kind of goods?"

"I really can't do this business with you!" the cat snickered, "You don't dare." ”

"I think you're so itchy!"

But before the boss could punch, the cat had already jumped and hid under the courtyard wall, and still kept talking: "It's not me who boasts, you really don't dare!

"Bastard, you don't need to clean up!" the boss picked up the wooden stick in the corner and threw it at him, with a clear kind of anger at being teased. But the sticks were everywhere, and they only hit the air. The cat jumped up and down, swaying left and right, and the stick repelled him, and he couldn't even rub the placket of his clothes.

"Rest the rage, stop the rage, it's really a purple jade order! It's just an imitation. I'm just looking for someone to do business...... How about finding someone who is willing to do business and paying back the money owed to you right away?"

The stick slammed on the ground: "Dead cat, I'm neither a pawnshop nor a jade shop here!"

"Isn't this an invitation to your help?" the cat cheekily stepped forward and smiled, "Of course, your benefits are indispensable. A few days ago, someone must have come to the gambling house to inquire about me, and you just had to send a letter to that person, and then the transaction was completed, and the debt on my account would naturally be settled. Hee-hee......"

The stick tilted: "You don't want to live anymore?"

After a long time, a big man who looked like a merchant from the Western Regions hurriedly came in from outside, dressed in earth-colored brocade clothes, with a red face and thick eyebrows, and eyes like lightning—the bejeweled businessman's appearance could not hide the sharpness between his eyebrows. "Y-cat?" is not fluent in the foreign dialect, only a few simple syllables, but it is as bright as a command.

Isn't it the mysterious Konoha like a woman? The cat was a little disappointed, but she also smiled perfunctorily: "The guest officer is looking for me everywhere, but for a piece of jade?"

The visitor nodded unequivocally, and turned a palm-sized ingot of gold in the palm of his hand, which shone with golden light, and made people unable to open their eyes. The cat's eyes straightened, and she unconsciously licked the saliva from the corner of her mouth, imagining how much such a huge gold brick would weigh - probably enough to buy the entire gambling house. Reaching out his claws, he gently touched the edge of the gold brick, the cold touch was not like a fake, and he was in a trance like entering the clouds. Laughing at the root of his teeth: "This little purple stone is worth a fortune?"

The visitor suddenly withdrew his hand, and the gold bricks just now disappeared in an instant. Another large, empty palm was handed to him.

He nodded, took out the small cloth bag in his arms, and opened it layer by layer, revealing the eagle-shaped outline of the purple jade order, and shook it in front of the merchant as if showing off: "Look, is it the purple jade order?"

The visitor smiled: "Fake - real?"

The cat immediately boasted: "Of course, of course, it is enough to mess with the truth! Li Yujiang's craftsmanship can't find a second one on the south bank!"

Unexpectedly, a shiny dagger suddenly appeared from the bottom of his sleeve, and he was unsuspecting at the moment when he was under his neck: "Leaking the news, I want your life!" The visitor grabbed the purple jade order in his hand, glanced at the light, snorted with satisfaction, stuffed it into his arms, exchanged it for a small ingot of silver, and returned it to the cat.

The cat was anxious to stomp his feet, but he was held by his neck, and the cold light in front of him was close to his flesh, so he was careful and didn't dare to wave his hands, but only dared to smile: "Hey, it's only worth this?"

The visitor laughed loudly, and the words rang loudly: "Genuine, gold bricks, fakes, silver ingots." ”

The cat's head spun rapidly: "I know how to get the real thing—it depends on whether your master is generous or not." ”

The visitor took the knife, glanced at him and said, "Three days later, Shiting, delivery." When the words fell, the man was already outside the door.