During this period, Huan Chang felt very depressed.

The stolen wordless heavenly book made his anger appear, which made the thief feel a little frightened.

"I'm not going to lose my heart that tofu, A Changmo."

At this moment, the clear voice of the green lamp came straight into Huan Chang's heart. This sound was like a big bell, deafening and shocking.

Huan Chang suddenly felt his body tremble and his eyes became much clearer.

“Hohuh!”

Huan Chang let out a few long breaths, and beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead rolled down, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

"Thank you, brother, for waking up!"

Long-term depression can easily make warriors go crazy. If they do not adjust their mood, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Qingdeng's alternative Buddha name just now seemed to have a strange magic that calmed Huan Chang's irritable mood.

Qingdeng was still smiling and said, "Don't worry, let me ask this person."

Huan Chang nodded in agreement and put away the Zhanlu sword.

At this time, the thief came back from his horror. Even though there was no sharp sword on his neck, he never dared to escape again.

"I'm that tofu, Master Buddha, I advise people to be kind."

"You little thief, you dare to steal it from us. If you don't give Buddha an explanation today, hehehe!"

The green lamp laughed a few times, and his fists clattered.

He walked up, fumbled on the thief for a while, and took out all the valuable things on the man.

"Unfortunately, I actually met a thief who is so poor."

Looking at the few copper coins in his hand, the green lamp's face was full of bitterness.

Huan Chang was stunned.

Although he felt that the green lamp was not adjusted, he did not expect that the degree of adjustment was not adjusted, so he actually wanted to rob a thief.

If the wordless heavenly book had not been stolen, Huan Chang would have laughed out loud at this time.

Look at the blue lamp, where does it look like a monk? You are just a scoundrel on the street.

Not only Huan Chang, the thief failed to steal things, but was intimidated and robbed, and he also felt like he was crying without tears.

Feeling Huan Chang's strange gaze, Qingdeng coughed a few times, and put the copper coins into his arms without any trace.

"Ahem, that thief, Master Buddha has something to ask you."

"Click!"

When Qingdeng was talking, she stomped her right foot gently on the ground, and the hard blue brick suddenly turned into powder.

"Did you see, Master Buddha, I am a master of martial arts. If you think your head is harder than this blue brick, you can't answer Master Buddha's question."

Looking at the blue brick powder fluttering in the wind, the thief couldn't help but swallow and spit, and his eyes became even more frightened.

He thought that this guy who claimed to be a monk would be easier to deal with than that cold young man.

But unexpectedly, he was another shameless and cruel character.

"The Buddha has something to say but it doesn't matter if he asks. The villain must know everything and say everything."

Thieves are thieves after all, and anyone with some ability will not lower their identities to do such things.

Since we already know that the two people in front of us are not easy to mess with, the thin man naturally would not pretend to be a tough guy.

Qingdeng nodded with satisfaction, then described the appearance of the mustache and asked the thief if he knew this person.

The thief frowned and thought for a long time before shook his head.

Qingdeng stared at her eyes wide, raised her fist and threatened, "You said, "Will you smash your head if you punch Master Buddha?"

Looking at the white and tender fist, the thief felt a strong fear.

"Take your life, please spare me, I really don't know anyone."

"And in this Wanjian City, there is a dedicated person in charge of every street, and the villain dares not interfere in other places at all."

"If Buddha wants to catch that person, he might as well go to the place where he lost things and find the local person in charge to ask."

There are rules for the industry, even the thief is no exception.

The thin thief has limited ability and can only stay on this barren street and can't get much oil and water at all.

Huan Chang frowned and asked, "Who is responsible for that street?"

The thief looked at Huan Chang in fear and said pleaded: "Young man, please spare the villain. If the villain said this person's name, he would definitely not live tomorrow."

Huan Chang was silent first, and then pulled the green lamp and left.

He was not a tyrannical person, and his behavior was a bit abnormal this time, because the lost things were too important.

The thief was right.

He was just a thief who lived in East Street and was not as good as the one who occupied that bustling street.

Huan Chang also had no doubt that if this person offered the people from that street today, he would definitely not be able to survive tomorrow.

In order to find the wordless heavenly book, Huan Chang planned to find someone by himself without thinking that he would harm others' lives.

"By the way, I'll give you the money."

Huan Chang had just taken a few steps and felt that it was not easy for this person. He took out some copper coins and turned around and handed them to the thief.

"Hey, hey, that man is a thief."

Qingdeng saw Huan Chang give the copper coins to the thief, as if he was cutting flesh on his body, and his face was full of distress.

Huan Chang smiled slightly and said, "This person has suffered an unintentional disaster today. Let's take those copper coins as compensation."

Qingdeng came over with a handsome face and said in a flattering manner: "Look at me, I will follow you and get some wages?"

Huan Chang already understood the degree of Qingdeng’s obsession with money.

But he could feel that Qingdeng was definitely not a truly greedy person, so he chuckled a few times and didn't answer.

Qingdeng touched his wallet, stared at Huan Chang with some dissatisfaction, muttering something in a low voice.

"Tait!"

As soon as the two walked out of the alley and came to East Street, they heard dense footsteps.

They looked up and found a large group of people holding sticks rushing towards the two of them fiercely.

"What's going on?"

Huan Chang frowned, not knowing what had happened.

Qingdeng's eyes were lit, and she said happily: "I caught a thief and so many accomplices came."

"Justice Buddha thought that the man had little money, and now someone else was here to give it."

Qingdeng ignored Huan Chang's shocked and greeted him with a smile.

"Say, how did my brother do?"

Qingdeng didn't answer yet, and the strong man in the leader asked fiercely immediately, and his eyes were full of bad intentions when he looked at the two of them.

It is common for thieves to be caught, and even if they are beaten, it is nothing.

But the strong man heard that an accomplice met a cruel person and was held hostage into the alley. I am afraid there is a lot of danger.

After hearing the news, the strong man immediately summoned a large group of people to rescue the thief.

Qingdeng looked at everyone with great interest, stood on her chest with one hand, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Oumi's tofu!"

The sound rolled, forming a powerful shock wave that spread towards the crowd.

Those fierce-looking people, without even looking back, immediately rolled on the ground with their heads covered and rolled on the ground in pain.

In an instant, dozens of people fell to the ground.

Qingdeng's eyes shone and said to himself: "It seems that this lion roar is really interesting. So many people fell down, so they should be able to plunder a lot of money."
Chapter completed!