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Chapter 157 The Thief Company
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Qiao Ji didn't return to Yujing until eleven o'clock.

Although Shuying's speed is not slow, one step is 600 to [-] meters, and he can Shuying two to three times a second.

But in the shadows, I can't tell the direction. I have to stop often to wait for the signal and check the satellite positioning on the helmet to see if there is any deviation.

And every time you go in and out of the place where the light and darkness meet, it is very bad for your eyes, and you often need to stop for a while.

There is no physical feeling of running at supersonic speed at all, and the feeling of walking against the wind is great.

Are there any props that can fly?Qiao Ji thought about getting a flying prop.

The harvest this time is not bad, and the biggest profit is of course Chachai the sublimated soul of this earth-level supernatural being.

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

[Soul Balance:
Ascended Soul: 2
Transformed souls: 84
Strong Soul: 161
Ordinary soul: 295]

Why worry?Only get rich.

This is the reason why Chachai's sons are not all in the camp, and many people are dealing with their illegal business in various places. Otherwise, Qiao Ji will get more souls.

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

But now that there are a lot of low-level souls, Qiao Ji doesn't feel too happy. What he needs now are the souls of earth-level supernatural beings.

Sure enough, clearing up criminal groups is the most profitable business. The result of this night's busy work is much faster than conspiring against the priests of the original sin faction.

The criminal forces in these areas are like dungeons. They usually stay in their own territory obediently. After you investigate clearly, you can go to the 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, so Qiao Ji slowed down.

He stood on a lamppost, disarmed the iron pilot equipment, and looked around stealthily, looking for supper.

I ate a little before I came back, but now I am 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 them.

He quickly jumped from the street lamp, looking for the scent.

Suddenly, he smelled a bad smell.

"Stinky tofu!"

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

Qiao Ji jumped off the street lamp, released his invisibility, and walked towards the night market stall over there.

唰

Something passed by, with a dark aura that Joe was very familiar with, similar to the power of tattoo stickers.

Um?Something jumped over all of a sudden.

And no one was seen.

If it's someone else, I'm really busy with my own work, I don't care about these things, and I can't care about them.

But Qiao Ji has clairvoyance, and when he looked carefully, he found that it was a group of faint shadows moving rapidly on the ground.

It is night now, and it will only show some traces when passing by the area illuminated by street lights, and a shadow can be seen moving.

Is this a shadow?
Turning into a shadow and moving on the plane is different from Qiao Ji's shadow escape in time and space.

Qiao Ji didn't pay attention at first, but the other party stopped after running around a corner, showing his figure in a blind corner.

A humanoid creature with slender limbs but a big belly, blue-gray skin, withered yellow and sparse hair, and one tooth here and there.

"Boss, here's a stinky tofu, a big one."

Seeing the shadowy figure, Qiao Ji was shocked by its appearance, "Damn it, I wouldn't choose such an ugly animal transformation ability if I was killed. Is this zombie transformation?"

Although it is a bit ugly, it can be seen that it is probably a person, and it should be a person with supernatural powers.

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

The ugly superhuman was holding a fanny pack with a broken strap. The bag looked dirty, oily, and the zipper was ajar. There were a lot of small change inside. He took out the banknotes and counted them carefully.

Don't sleep at night, run out to count money?
Are you sick?
In the oil pan, the stinky tofu was sizzling, and Qiao Ji was waiting for his supper.

At the stall next to it, the owner of the fried rice noodles held a hundred-yuan bill just given by the customer in his hand, and suddenly shouted, "Hey, where is my wallet?"

The guest gave a piece of 100 yuan, and he was about to give change when he suddenly found that his wallet was missing.

Qiao Ji: ...

After searching for two circles, but couldn't find it, the owner who sells fried rice noodles had to borrow money from his colleagues next to him to find it for his customers.

Then I searched two more times, but still couldn't find it, so I started to worry.

"Old Zheng, where do you keep your wallet?"

"I wear it around my waist all the time."

"When did you see me?"

"I do not know."

……

Everyone was chattering, and they didn't have a good idea.

Qiao Ji was waiting for his stinky tofu.

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

"Handsome, how spicy do you want?"

"Slightly spicy is fine."

Mix the ingredients, put them in boxes, put them in plastic bags, and put them in with a pair of disposable chopsticks.

"Handsome, your stinky tofu is ready."

"Thank you."

Qiao Ji gave a ticket of 20 yuan, picked up his stinky tofu and left.

Wait for the owner of the stinky tofu stand to count the change from his pocket, and take a look.

"What about people?"

He came out from behind his stroller, looked left and right, but didn't see the young man just now.

Don't go so fast, I haven't given you change yet!
"Do you want to eat stinky tofu?"

"Eat."

"Boss, here are two servings of stinky tofu."

At this time, a couple came to take care of his business. The boss could only put the change back in the bag and wait for the customer to find it by himself. Anyway, his booth remains the same.

……

Qiao Ji carried the stinky tofu and rushed over invisibly, only to find that the ugly guy suddenly turned into a pool of shadows, continued to move on the ground, and left.

Hey?
Did you spot me?
Joe was very uncertain, so he just continued to follow. Within a range of 500 meters, he could perceive the shadow without his eyes, so he just followed.

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

When he got here, he showed his figure, and when he went upstairs, an ugly thing that was as ugly as him appeared beside him.

"How was the harvest today?"

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

"Okay, Erhu only got one hundred today."

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

But it's just so little money for stealing?
Can you go find a class?

Don't say anything else, you don't even need makeup when you go to a haunted house to scare people.

He glanced upstairs, but he was startled.

There were more than a dozen ugly people with their own merits. Even Qiao Ji, who had just smashed a criminal group, almost threw the stinky tofu out excitedly.

Are you a thief company or an ugly company?
(End of this chapter)