Stunning Thief: The First Useless Firewood in History

Chapter 8 This Money Bag Looks Familiar
In the desert city, news of Yan Qingcheng's capture is endless.

Everyone's conversation after tea and dinner has become the alluring young master of the Yan family who committed a murder case just after regaining his senses.

When born with good luck, the unstoppable person is an idiot with no talent.

Before he regained his senses, he was going to be killed by righteousness before he could run amok.

Sad, lamentable!

The wheels were rolling, and the dilapidated carriage stopped because of traffic jam before it reached the gate of the city. The driver was helpless, "Master! The whole city is under martial law, we can't get out."

"Why can they go out?" A hoarse voice came from the carriage.

The coachman heard the words and looked at the small group of people over there: "They? They are all mercenary masters, and they are going to go outside to do missions. Do you want to go to the mercenary union?"

"Oh no!"

There were eager hews and hews from the carriage.

Boom!
The sound of a hand on the forehead came out, followed by the hoarse voice, "Then you, send us to the mercenary union."

"Okay, sit still."

The dilapidated carriage arrived at the gate of the mercenary union.

Looking at the two people who went in, the coachman shook his head and sighed, "It's really poor, two dirty and dirty people, one of them is dumb."

There is no doubt that the two who just got out of the car were Qingcheng and the little maid who were easy to get out of the desert city.

The mercenary guild is full of men who come and go in the wind and rain, or people with a little wealth who come to issue missions. For the first time, there are two weak and ugly monsters, which are really eye-catching.

Received attention, the little maid hurriedly lowered her head.

Qingcheng didn't look sideways, "Excuse me, how can I become a mercenary?"

Excuse me!

How can I become a mercenary?
"Pfft hahaha!"

"Just you two weak chickens, still want to be a mercenary?"

"Go to your mother's belly and eat two more mouthfuls of milk before coming back!"

The rude and accustomed mercenary men roared with laughter and jumped out full of nasty words.

Qingcheng walked forward slowly. When passing by the crowd, he raised his dirty black hand, "Swipe!"

"Fuck, why did the uncle's belt fall off?"

"Oh, you're such a slut, you're actually wearing floral underpants."

"It's better than if you didn't wear it!"

"what!!!"

The glib mercenaries were in disarray, shouting, cursing and screaming endlessly.

And this ugly, skinny guy with black spots on his face walked unhurriedly to the counter where the mercenaries were received, and casually dropped a handful of belts.

Did he do it?

The mercenaries who had always known how to wink did not dare to talk too much. They tugged on their trousers one by one, with vigilant eyes.

Seeing Qingcheng standing in front of her, the girl at the reception gave the answer Qingcheng wanted as quickly as she could in her life, "As long as you show your identity certificate above junior magician or junior swordsman qualification, you can directly become a mercenary."

Swordsman?

magician?
She is neither.

Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, and the girl at the reception was so frightened that she put her hands on her chest and almost screamed, "If you don't want to reveal your identity and rank, you can directly register as a mercenary as a civilian by paying a hundred gold coins. "

Hearing one hundred gold coins, the little girl's eyes darkened.

The ten copper coins that she rented a carriage just now are already the last property on her body.

"Okay." But Qingcheng took out a purse that was pure white in color and completely inconsistent with her current style of painting.

He casually threw the money bag over, but was stopped halfway.

The fingers with well-defined knuckles are holding a pure white money bag, which looks complementary to each other.With a handsome face and an elegant voice, "This money bag looks familiar."

(End of this chapter)