I'm not the underworld

Chapter 221

But it's a little different from the magic storage treasures I've seen before. This ring doesn't have a lot of space, it's only about the size of a room.

The rest of the place is covered with misty white mist. If the consciousness probes into the depths of the white mist, it will be directly bounced back.

And the edges of other storage magic weapons are empty, once the consciousness touches those empty places, it is like hitting a wall, and it is impossible to penetrate into it.
Chen Yifan vaguely guessed that this ring must belong to him in his previous life, right?

It's a pity that the current him doesn't even have a way to prove this point, he just throws the long sword he got before and his backpack and other luggage directly into the storage space.

The next day, Chen Yifan drove directly to Shu City.

After getting off the train and standing at the gate of the station, seeing the crowds of people and cars coming and going, Chen Yifan couldn't help but feel at a loss from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, he was still the child who had just come out of the mountains and had never seen the world.

Moreover, the last time he strayed into the capital of Shu, at least he had an older sister to accompany him, but now he is alone.

There was a sense of loss in my heart.

Chen Yifan's bewilderment was clearly revealed on his face, just like all the "migrant workers" who had just entered the big cities.

"Brother, where are you going? Brother will take you there!" Soon, a middle-aged man noticed Chen Yifan and ran over to greet him warmly.

Chen Yifan glanced at him, remembering that he got out of an old black car, leaned against the side of the car and looked around just now, probably a black car driver.

"No need!" Chen Yifan raised his hand, rejecting his offer.

Although he looked confused, this confusion was more like emotion, it's not that he didn't have arrangements.

He had already contacted Tao Yiran before, and he said that he would arrange someone to pick him up.

Looking at this honest-faced young man, the middle-aged driver thought he was a fat sheep, and refused to give up easily, so he dragged Chen Yifan to his car.

"Come on! Brother won't harm you, where are you going? Just say a word, brother will send you there right away!"

"It's really unnecessary!" Chen Yifan pushed away the "big brother"'s hand, frowning.

Chen Yifan was so decisive that the middle-aged driver had to give up, and returned to his car with a gloomy face, continuing to look around, looking for possible customers.

Suddenly, the driver's eyes lit up and he spotted an acquaintance.

He couldn't help but cast another glance at Chen Yifan who was standing harmlessly on the side of the road outside the station, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a slightly vindictive evil smile.

"Brother bald! Brother bald! Come here!" The middle-aged driver waved and shouted to a 24, wearing a black jacket and long jeans, with a very ordinary appearance.

The young man was smoking half a cigarette, looking from head to toe from one person, and then quickly moved to another person from head to toe.

"Brother bald, call me Brother Tu!" Hearing the call, the young man turned his head and saw that he recognized him, so he walked over and patted the middle-aged driver on the shoulder.

"Haha! Brother Tu, smoke!" The middle-aged driver didn't mind, this little gangster had a gang nearby, and few gangsters at the station dared to provoke him.

Looking at the cigarette case opened by the middle-aged driver, the young man was not polite at all, he took the cigarette case and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

He blew out another smoke ring, flicked half of the cigarette in his hand, and said, "What's the matter? Do you have something to do with me?"

"It's nothing!" The middle-aged driver smiled and waved his hands, then looked at Chen Yifan.

"No, see a fat sheep!"

Brother Tu followed and looked at Chen Yifan, from head to toe.

Then, he smiled: "Hey, Fat Sheep? You are Brother Tu, my golden eyes are white?"

"Although this kid is good-looking, he has a rustic face. Look at his eyes, hey! He's still looking at the building! He's clearly a poor boy who came to the city for the first time!"

"However, generally this kind of country people should bring a lot of luggage when they enter the city. I said, didn't this kid lose all his luggage? There is no oil and water!"

Brother Tu took a drag on his cigarette, dusted off the ash and analyzed it.

Then he looked at the middle-aged driver with an expression that I understand: "Why did this kid offend you?"

"I can't hide it from Brother Tu's eyes, but I didn't offend me very much, it's just that he is upset." The middle-aged driver said with a smack.

Chou has nothing to do with hatred, it's just that this kind of country boy with a dazed face usually follows him into the car in a daze, and dare not say anything when he gets a large sum of money from him.

Originally, when he saw Chen Yifan's appearance, he felt that the business was stable, but who knew that this kid was quite determined, no matter what he said, he would not get in the car, and his strength was still strong, even if he was dragged, he would not be able to drag him. , he himself could hardly stand still.

Seeing Brother Tu coming over now, he just wanted him to teach Chen Yifan a lesson.

After all, who is not stealing?
"Hey! Look, these country people always prepare a lot of cash when they go to the city, and they are not completely out of money." While chatting, watching Chen Yifan buy water in a small shop outside the station, and grabbed a handful of money from his pocket There were a few red notes in it, the middle-aged driver patted Brother Tu on the shoulder and said.

"All right, all right! If you smoke a pack of cigarettes, I'll give you some gas." Brother Tu had also seen it a long time ago, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes, but now he heard the middle-aged driver's words, and replied perfunctorily.

The middle-aged driver glanced at Brother Tu with disdain in his heart, why should he vent his anger on himself, isn't he looking for a bargain?

Now almost no one carries so much cash with them. Normally, you can’t steal a few dollars by cutting a bag. At most, you can touch mobile phones, watches and other valuables, which are not very easy to sell.

There are so many hundreds of cash to steal, or such a guy who looks like a country boy, the risk level is barely one star, even if the middle-aged driver doesn't need to remind him, Brother Tu can do it!
Chen Yifan happily drank the water of happiness, and stood on the side of the road waiting for the driver Tao Yiran had mentioned to arrive.

Suddenly, he was keenly aware of an unusual atmosphere.

It can be said to be the sixth sense, the sixth sense of the practitioner, he was being targeted.

Sure enough, soon, he felt a slight touch.

The boy who just leaned over and pretended to be passing by was touching his trouser pocket!
The other party was very skillful. If it was an ordinary person who didn't pay attention, he might just think it was a gust of wind blowing his pants.

And the speed was extremely fast. In less than a second, the other party picked up the money in his pocket with two fingers and was about to pull away.

From the perspective of other people, I am afraid that they can only see that the two of them just passed each other.

This method is also extremely clever among thieves.

"Why?" Of course, Chen Yifan couldn't watch the thief stealing his money, so he lowered his hand and pressed the thief's wrist.

At this time, Brother Tu still had two fingers in his trouser pocket, holding the stack of tickets.

(End of this chapter)