With the map given by Lan Xiaoyuan, Qin Yuesheng felt much more at ease. As soon as he left Yixin Residence, he imdiately headed towards the north gate of Yangzhou Prefecture.
rging into the crowd, Qin Yuesheng's figure, carrying the Celestial Demon Blade, beca exceptionally eye-catching, causing passersby to turn and look.
Qin Yuesheng naturally ignored those glances; what he didn't notice was that in the small alley by the street, a few pairs of unfriendly eyes were sizing up his figure.
"Brother Wang, this guy looks unfamiliar, definitely from out of town, should be an easy target."
"But judging by the weapon in his hand, he's a martial artist."
"What's there to fear? This young lad is so young; even if he's a martial artist, how powerful could he be? Besides, we're not planning to fight him, just sneakily grab a thing or two."
"I agree with Old Dog's opinion."
The three of them exchanged looks, nodding unanimously in agreent: "Let's do it, let's take him down."
As they said this, the two n imdiately walked out of the alley, dispersing into the crowd, approaching Qin Yuesheng from three different directions rapidly.
"Candied Hawthorn!"
"Sugar figures, blowing sugar figures."
"The latest rouge and powder."
The street was filled with vendors' shouts from all directions, quite affecting one's hearing and sight, when suddenly Qin Yuesheng felt a bump from behind.
Normally, with Qin Yuesheng's reaction and perception skills, if anyone approached him, he would instantly respond and evade, but with the bustling crowd on this street, everyone was walking shoulder to shoulder, face to face, so he didn't pay much attention when soone ca near him.
But who would have thought that the guy behind would actually bump into him?
"Sorry, sorry, it's really crowded."
Qin Yuesheng's heart stirred; even without turning around, he felt soone fiddling with his Celestial Demon Waist Bag.
A pickpocket!
Suddenly, Qin Yuesheng couldn't help but reveal a aningful smile.
Dare to steal from ? You're like a bandit grandson bumping into your ancestor.
Qin Yuesheng's thieving skills had reached a perfect level; as a pickpocket, he was actually quite an expert, even more agile than many veteran 'experts' who've been in the trade for years.
Qin Yuesheng turned around and, seemingly inadvertently, slapped away the other's hand and grabbed the person by the collar, shouting angrily: "Walking without looking, huh?"
This person's aim was just to steal from Qin Yuesheng and had no intention of fighting him, so naturally, he had to accept defeat and stifle any anger.
He chuckled bitterly: "Sorry, truly sorry, it's really a bit crowded on this street."
"Hmph!" Qin Yuesheng snorted coldly, directly pushing the person away and continued walking forward.
No one noticed, as Qin Yuesheng withdrew his hand, a fleeting silver light glimred in his palm.
Watching Qin Yuesheng's back, the pickpocket couldn't help but wipe his face: "Damn, didn't expect this kid to be so quick-witted and react so fast, I almost succeeded."
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt his lower body loosen, and his whole pants instantly slipped down to his ankles, revealing his buttocks completely.
"Ah!"
"Yikes!"
"Ugh!"
"Oh ho?!"
All at once, the surrounding passersby let out various tones of exclamations, surprised at the rare sight.
The pickpocket quickly looked down, noticing his belt had sohow snapped in two, causing his pants, being untied, to just fall.
"What's going on?" Without much ti to think, and needing to keep his dignity under public gaze, the pickpocket quickly pulled up his pants and fled toward the nearby alley, appearing extrely embarrassed.
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"Hehe." Qin Yuesheng returned the flying knife to the Celestial Demon Waist Bag; just at that instant, his hands moved rapidly to take out the flying knife and unknowingly cut the pickpocket's belt. Such speed was sothing the pickpocket couldn't match even with twenty more years of practice.
As Qin Yuesheng secretly enjoyed his triumph, his sharp senses quickly detected two people approaching him.
Not the kind of casual approach from passersby, but intentionally closing in with a purpose.
"A gang of pickpockets?" Qin Yuesheng frowned; he was currently busy scouting the area for Qiushui Family and had no ti to bother with these riffraff.
Having cut the belt was already a sign of Qin Yuesheng's leniency; it wouldn't be appropriate to be too high-profile, being new to Yangzhou Prefecture, but if anyone kept causing trouble again and again, Qin Yuesheng certainly wouldn't let them off.
We, officials of the Seven Stars Supervisory Bronze Toad, don't seek trouble, nor do we fear it.
Feeling two hands reaching towards him, getting closer, as soon as they touched his clothes, Qin Yuesheng imdiately activated the Inner Strength from his Dantian, silently spreading it onto their arms.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Instantly, their arms emitted crisp sounds, and in the eyes of onlookers, their arms twisted and indeed beca like a pretzel.
"Ah!!!"
Suddenly enduring such injuries without reason, these two were not martial artists; how could they bear it? They imdiately wailed loudly, falling to the ground, clutching their arms in pain.
Qin Yuesheng glanced at them, then reached out with his Star-Picking Hand.
In an instant, their arms directly broke at the elbow, the bones beneath the skin becoming visibly apparent.
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