pet? Do not care! A real daughter, she is obsessed with cultivating immortality

Shi Qi's back was tightened by the strap of the bag slung across his body, and the next second it broke with a "bang".

A black shadow jumped past her, so fast that no one had time to react.

Shi Qi saw a dark-skinned, tall and majestic man running in front as if he were on a hot wheel. When he lowered his head, he saw that his white bag was gone, leaving only a white belt.

She was stunned for three seconds before she reacted.

She seemed to have been robbed.

She has such a bad reputation, but someone actually dares to rob her?

Shi Qi couldn't believe it.

Overseas, is this... so exciting?

She was not surprised that the man succeeded successfully. After all, she had been taking a pleasant walk just now, and her defensiveness was reduced to a minimum, so it was naturally easy for others to succeed.

The other party should also be a habitual offender.

Ji Fusang frowned and stepped forward.

The eyes are dark.

After looking Shi Qi up and down, Ji Fusang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she looked confused but nothing happened.

Shi Qi pointed at herself: "I was robbed!"

She was extremely calm, and even a little bit excited. She didn't even take the words "catch the robber" and shouted out the process.

Ji Fusang saw the excitement in Shi Qi's eyes.

The gloom in his eyes dissipated, and he nodded lovingly.

"Well, congratulations, you were robbed."

Shi Qi rubbed her hands together darkly.

Recalling the time when she fought against criminals in the sea market, she was so excited. However, she later defeated all the criminals and had no chance.

I didn’t expect to have this opportunity when I came to F country!

Ji Fusang had arranged for people to protect them, and he estimated that the robbers had been caught by his people now.

Ji Fusang had no choice but to send a message to his own people.

"Let the person go."

The bodyguards who received the news were a little confused about the boss's thoughts, but when the boss spoke, they had no choice but to let him go.

Looking at the robber who was beaten with a black bag by them and was still swearing in a low voice unwillingly, they kicked him again.

He didn't dare call out for a moment.

After eight years of robbery, today we encountered a hard problem.

He knew in his heart that he would not be able to escape prison.

The bodyguard took off the black bag from his head and sneered:

"You are so brave, you dare to rob our boss."

The kidnappers didn't understand what they were saying, but they understood the next sentence.

The bodyguard said in fluent F: "Our boss is in a good mood today, so I'll let you go."

The robber squatted with his head in his hands. He thought he had heard wrongly and looked up with his eyes wide open.

Seeing the bodyguard turn around and leave, the robber was still squatting on the spot stupidly, in disbelief.

We were already prepared to go to jail, but now we tell him to let him go?

Is there such a good thing?

Not lying to him?

He squatted for a while and saw that the person had really left, then he got up nervously, holding the small bag in his hand.

He couldn't care less about doubts.

Look at the bulging stuff inside, and it feels like it's all paper, and there are a lot of banknotes at first glance.

He was pleasantly surprised: he made a fortune.

He quickly found a place with few people, fearing that the money he had robbed would be robbed by others again.

This kind of thing has happened before.

He searched for a long time and finally came to a park. There was no one here. There were a few children watching a thin man wearing a mask and performing a chest-breaking performance.

The robber was quite familiar with this man.

The artist often performs here.

Performances are performances, but he is extremely mysophobic. He has to wash big stones hundreds of times and lay blankets on the floor. He also has very high requirements for spectators. They must be neatly dressed. If anyone is not neatly dressed, he will frown hard. Chirping something in Chinese.

If he encounters someone who behaves rudely, he will also educate them with a cold face.

Of course, what made people speechless and choked the most was that he even had to launder the reward money he collected.

All I can say is that it is a strange flower.

However, it is normal for such an artist to be weird.

Fortunately, there are no people here due to this wonderful flower.

The most important thing is that if there are other robbers here to steal his things, this heartbroken artist will go out and beat the robbers.

The robber thought that the most dangerous place was the safest place, so he came. Anyway, the man didn't know that he was also a robber.

The robber held the bag in his hand and found a chair to sit down on.

He was so excited. The little bag made the sound of paper folding when it was crumpled. The more he listened, the more excited he became.

Sure enough, prayer is useful.

With three parts excitement, five parts anticipation and two parts happiness in his eyes, his hands trembled slightly as he opened the zipper of the small bag. He opened it cautiously for fear of getting his money caught in the zipper.

He didn't dare breathe, didn't dare imagine how much money was inside.

After all, those two people looked extraordinary at first sight, especially the man, who was dressed luxuriously and had bodyguards. He was definitely a rich man!

The zipper was opened bit by bit, revealing the contents inside.

One second, two seconds...

The excited face of the robber was as cold as snow falling in June.

With equally trembling hands, he pulled out a talisman from his bag.

Then another talisman was drawn.

He was dumbfounded.

what?

The robber comforted himself that it was probably just some rubbish. This rich lady was really sloppy, tsk tsk.

As each talisman was drawn out, the robber's face became completely ugly. He had a bunch of talismans in his hand with strange symbols drawn on them.

no……

He... where is his money?

He opened the whole bag and dumped it out. It was full of talismans.

Not a single note, not even a coin.

What use does he have for these scraps of paper?

The robber still refused to give up, but he gave up completely by the end.

You really don’t have any money at all!

Not even the phone was in the bag.

The robber wailed in pain: So, why is he so desperate to grab this pile of junk? He also received a beating in vain.

He lowered his head in annoyance and stared at the talisman in his hand.

I just hope that the next second, it will turn into money consciously for him to spend.

Little did they know, the man in the park had just shattered another big stone. He stood up and saw the robber sitting on the bench. His expression was indifferent, but he just frowned slightly.

I felt unhappy: Another one with untidy clothes!

Look at the pants. They are wrinkled and have dirty marks. I really can’t stand it.

But when he saw the yellow paper in the robber's hand, he narrowed his eyes.

The robber looked desperate, and his stomach was still rumbling with hunger.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

The robber had a guilty conscience, but this shot frightened him so much that he almost lost half his life.

His hand shook and the talisman paper could no longer be held. When the wind blew, the talisman paper scattered with the wind and fluttered.

Seeing this, the man retracted his hand and took out hand sanitizer. He wiped his hands with standard movements.

After wiping his hands until they were red, he bent down and stared straight at the robber with no emotion on his face.

The robber's heart skipped a beat, why did this lunatic get here?

The thin man said in a clearer voice: "Are we going together?"