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Chapter 0043 Thieves also have their ways (Part 1)

 Zhou Yan sat for two more stops, got off the bus, crossed the road, and took the upbound No. 7 bus on the opposite side.

What a coincidence, the bus had just gone two stops, and the group of three hands got on the bus again, including the one whose trouser pocket was cut off by Zhou Yan, who almost "revealed his nakedness".

It’s really a narrow road for enemies!

Zhou Yan smiled, very happily.

However, how could the evil heart be extinguished just because of a small setback?

After getting on the bus, not long after, these three hands set their sights on a middle-aged lady wearing mink in the carriage.

Seeing a group of thieves approaching, Zhou Yan stared at the middle-aged aunt and cursed: If you have money, can't you buy some gold bars and keep them to wait for the value to increase? You have to wear gold and silver and buy mink ones, for fear that you won't attract thieves?

A group of three hands stared at the small leather bag behind the middle-aged aunt, which was not much bigger than an A4 paper.

This time, a group of thieves learned a lesson, learned how to pick and roll, and surrounded the one who did it.

Do you think this is the end of my life?

Zhou Yan stood up from the seat at the back, walked to the back door, and stood there waiting.

The thieves succeeded quickly. They cut open the packet, took out a "big-screen mobile phone" and several old man's heads, and passed them to their accomplices.

The man holding the stolen goods, holding on to the time, saw that he was about to arrive at the station, and quietly came to the back door.

We were about to arrive at the stop. The driver stepped on the brakes. Zhou Yan leaned forward and bumped into this guy.

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

This guy didn't even pay attention to Zhou Yan and got out of the car.

Zhou Yan didn't get out of the car, and waited for the other accomplices of the thieves to get off the car, and then they did it again.

After finishing the work, Zhou Yan quietly walked to the driver's seat, waited for the bus to stop again, handed his mobile phone and wallet to the driver, and got out of the bus through the front door.

After getting off the car, Zhou Yan collected the things he got from the three hands: change, ID card, some bank cards, and some utility blades...

Are you still hanging around at this level?

Zhou Yan, who had obtained Yu Zui's memory, knew that thieves of a certain level usually carry a blade with them, either under their tongue or between their fingers.

Zhou Yan, who has a lot of fans, naturally looked down on these things. When he passed by the police station on Zhanqian Street of the train station, he wrapped it in a plastic bag and threw it directly into the hall...

Ten minutes later, Zhou Yan changed to another bus.

The gentlemen in Liang Shang on Route 23 and Route 7 use similar methods of committing crimes. Most of them also use razors when picking up bags. There are very few people who practice their fingers like Zhou Yan.

What's more, he was despised by Zhou Yan: What era does it take to still use tweezers? The technology is too backward!

Zhou Yan repeatedly swiped the No. 7 and No. 23 buses five or six times, raising his "performance" to more than 20 times.

Then, it’s time to push for performance: the peak time for getting off work has arrived!

Zhou Yan is rushing for performance, just as the thieves are also rushing for performance.

Zhou Yan got on the bus at the stop before the peak passenger flow. When he saw the three hands walking among the crowded people, he smiled and "swam upstream"...

Yo!

This person’s harvest today is pretty good!

Zhou Yan reached out and pinched a certain wallet, smelled his fingers, squeezed forward, and stuffed the wallet back into a certain girl's bag.

Moving forward, an office worker’s newly paid salary returned to where it should have stayed. Moving forward, a certain young lady’s engagement ring was lost and found...

A few minutes later, the bus arrived at the stop, and the three "fully loaded" hands squeezed out of the crowd and stood in front of the back door.

As soon as the car door opened, the young ladies around started screaming.

The three hands thought that they had been discovered, so they rushed down with a big step and caught the dog's shit.

"Little brother, your butt is so white!"

At this time, Three Hands realized that their trousers, from the waist down, had been cut horizontally...

In panic, I quickly reached out and touched all over my body: nothing.

At this time, this person no longer cared about the harvest, and quickly got up, picked up his pants and rushed into the darkness...

Zhou Yan got off the bus at the next stop and threw the things he took from the Guangxi Party member into the compound of the nearest Comprehensive Public Security Management Office, causing the police dog kept in the yard to bark wildly.

When I returned to the dormitory, it was already past nine o'clock.

Except for Zuo Jiyun, who is out meeting classmates, the other four are all here.

As for the entertainment at night, it was naturally teasing, ah, no, it was training Ma Hongliang in Mandarin.

Zhou Yan was busy working on his performance, so he didn't have the thought to follow him. After washing up, he fell asleep.

On Saturday, Zhou Yan got up early, without even eating breakfast, and took the earliest bus into the city. He got off the bus near the train station, bought a camouflage uniform at a labor insurance store, and stored his clothes on the train. Station.

The college students who were still full of youthful spirit when they entered the city have turned into dust-covered and vicissitudes-stricken migrant workers after leaving the train station with a bookish atmosphere: If it weren't for the inability to take off the glasses, Zhou Yan could play the lowest class. Migrant workers.

After having breakfast near the train station, I clocked in and went online.

On weekends, most office workers will not go out, but this does not mean that Three Hands is not open for business. In the early morning of weekends, there are "big fat sheep": the elderly who go out for morning exercises and buy groceries.

Originally, Zhou Yan was still holding on to a bit of luck, what if these little beasts still had their consciences intact?

But it was obvious that Zhou Yan was going to be disappointed: under the gaze of his two big watery eyes, a certain spirited young man approached a certain gray-haired old lady who was about to get off the car.

You can do something to such an old man. You were raised by your parents using the placenta, right?

The coins flying between Zhou Yan's fingers suddenly stopped and flew out instantly...

"Pa..."

"Ah!"

A young man who was reaching out suddenly let out a scream and curled up on the ground with his fingers covered.

Fingers connected to the heart.

Zhou Yan's shot of flying money just now was out of hatred, and it was aimed at the joints, so he directly broke the guy's knuckles.

The old lady was startled by the sudden scream. She was about to ask what was going on, but when she lowered her head, she found her wallet tucked into the strap of her handbag.

At this time, the old lady didn't understand what was happening, so she directly pressed the door switch on the armrest.

The old lady got out of the car.

Naturally, Three Hands was too embarrassed to stay in the car anymore, but seeing the cruel look in his eyes to his accomplices in the car when he got out of the car, Zhou Yan knew what happened today and there was nothing he could do about it.

Got it.

Zhou Yan found a relatively remote bus stop and got off the bus, and the three-handed guys also got off the bus.

"If you are looking for death, then there is nothing we can do!"

Zhou Yan looked around and found a small abandoned chemical factory not far away, so he ran over.

Behind him, a group of spirited young men were naturally chasing after him.

There are no cameras and no pedestrians!

Zhou Yan stopped, looked back at the few spirited young men following not far behind him, lowered his voice and said: "You leave now, I'll pretend nothing happened!"

"Hahaha..."

The four spirited young men laughed wildly, and one of them took out a swing knife from his pocket and kept playing with it.

I really don’t know whether to live or die!

Zhou Yan smiled calmly, stretched out his hand, and hooked the four people!

"Seeking death!"

The spirited young man holding a swing knife rushed towards Zhou Yan, and the tip of the knife went straight towards Zhou Yan's arm.

Zhou Yan stepped forward with his left foot, turned slightly sideways, passed the blade of the knife, raised the boy's right hand holding the knife with his left hand, passed his right hand through the boy's chest, turned his fist into a palm, and held it heavily on the boy's chin.

"Pa!"

At the same time, Zhou Yan returned to his normal position and moved forward...

"Bang..."

The spirited young man flew out directly and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time...


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