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Chapter 361 The Artist's Troubles

As soon as Ren got out of the car, he couldn't help but look at the group of people in front of him.

In fact, the other party looks too much like a pirate, so he doesn't look like a pirate.

We have already mentioned the weapons, most of which are scimitars, harpoons and the like. The clothes are quite casual, with a prominent point of coolness, and some are shirtless. Some people also have exaggerated decorations hanging on their bodies, such as skulls.

Metal coins, fish bones, etc., as if they were afraid that others would not recognize that they were pirates.

but......

What age is this? Are pirates wearing this kind of equipment and going out to rob? And this is inland!

Ren glanced at the flashy ship parked on the side of the road. The colorful lights on it were still flashing, and the large characters on the top made it hard not to notice. Would there really be pirates running around in such a ostentatious thing?

As for... Ren saw the tall and thin man among the leaders, although he was holding the knife very hard and staring "viciously" here, his legs were shaking.

Ren's eyes were wandering, and the man who looked like the leader spoke first: "Look, boy, you are quite brave. Do you dare to get off the car alone?"

Yorick said fiercely.

Unexpectedly, the parrot on his shoulder responded: "Please feed before answering the lines!"

When the other parrots heard this, they thought it was time for dinner, and they also started making noises:

"Throw food~throw food~"

"Stop the show~Stop the show~"

Yorick's face froze: These little ancestors thought they were practicing scripts!

"It's not acting, just don't talk!"

"Stingy ~ stingy ~"

"Disband~disband~"

Facing this group of troublemakers, Yorick said angrily: "Shut up! If you make trouble again, we won't have anything to eat and we'll roast you first!!"

The parrots suddenly fell silent.

Seeing that their quarrel was over, Ren became more and more curious about the origins of this group of people: "Are you really pirates?"

Yorick raised the knife in his hand and laughed: "Of course we are pirates!"

.......

"We're really not pirates!"

Yorick looked at the policeman who had handcuffed him. His face, which was made up to be rough and fierce, was full of grievances and he was about to cry: "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. Mr. Police, we are really not pirates!"

The policeman snorted, grabbed his arm and led him to the police car: "You are still making excuses for robbery. You don't look like a good person. If you have any questions, come back to the police station with us!"

Renn watched the police take the people away. Finally, there was a chirping voice from the car, "It's over! It's over!". He shook his head and returned to the bus.

After easily subduing this group of fake "pirates", the other party did explain to him his identity and the reason for blocking the road in tears, but that being said, based on their behavior, it would be unreasonable for them to explain to the police again.

completely fine.

After getting in the car, Ren sat down and told Arohan about the Parrot Troupe.

Knowing that the other party came to scare him because the water bagpipe stole their business, Arohan showed an indignation: "They are just a bunch of clowns! Why are they robbing their business? We were invited to perform!"

Wren did not comment on Arohan's apparent inconsistency. In his opinion, the matter had been resolved. Although the two theater groups still faced difficulties, Wren felt that the follow-up was not his responsibility.

He is good at fighting (although Renn does not admit that he is a reckless man), and aside from art, the matter between the two troupes is just a business competition, and the outcome is up to them.

Thinking of this, Ren changed into a comfortable position and prepared to take a nap. This journey would take a whole day and night...

In Luou Kingdom, a fishing village near the sea, several strong and tanned men were sitting in a small building with a "Shark Fighting Performance Team" hanging on them. Their faces were sometimes sad and sometimes angry.

Listen carefully to what they say:

"What should we do? I heard that although the negotiations haven't been finalized yet, the organizing committee has a strong desire to invite them."

"You idiot, that Parrot Troupe doesn't make money in the city, so why did it think of competing with us for the opening day job?"

"We are being bullied, boss, we have to let them know that things are not so easy here!"

...

Bios felt uneasy inside, and his palms holding the steering wheel were all sweaty.

He was originally a thief, or he could be called a big thief based on his achievements, but if he uses his own evaluation - he calls himself a performing artist.

Bios is good at long-term planning and disguise. In order to steal something, he will disguise himself as various identities to get closer to his goal. It is not about pretending to be someone in the short term, but about completely creating an identity. This stage usually involves

It can last for months or even years.

Then he was approached by Apocalypse, a well-known thief in the world. Although he was reluctant at first, in Bios's own words, "Thieves also have companies?", he finally became a...

...a less honorable informal member of Apocalypse.

Recently, he received his last inspection mission. As long as he passes it, he can become a regular employee and enjoy the rights of a "regular employee" provided by the "company" - he can develop several informal members as subordinates.

"Gan, we really have fallen into a den of thieves!"

Bios hammered the steering wheel and cursed.

No wonder he was so angry. His assessment task this time was originally very simple. He pretended to be a person from a small town and always paid attention to whether there were any special people among the tourists and figured out their identities.

This couldn't be easier for Bios. The mission was almost completed. When his boss arrived in the town, they had almost completed the handover of the mission, and it was estimated that he would soon be announced as having passed the exam.

You see, after the rich man Bonsells' daughter arrived, the boss didn't ask him to conduct the investigation, but went to the scene himself. In the end, within half a day, the boss took the girl and her group out, and when they came back, they scolded him.

Give him a meal.

"That guy actually threw all the responsibility on me! Damn it, the price of that girl's car parked in the parking lot is a hundred times as much as my crappy car. I can't catch up even if I drive the car!"

"No, those people won't let me go if I can't bring them back."

"How to do it......"

Bios saw the fork in the road in front of him.

...

"Is it really useful to leave the problem to a small role like him?" The woman looked at the tourists coming and going outside the window. She didn't know what she was thinking, and continued to accuse: "Even if Bios catches up,

He can’t be a match for the bodyguard next to that girl.”

"It's okay if we can't catch up." The man remained expressionless, as if it wasn't a big deal, but he also didn't know what he was thinking. "That girl was not in our plan."

"But the reality is that we are further away from our goal."

"I will make up for it." The man also walked to the window and looked at the passers-by outside the window. "Soon."


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