Chapter 42 Thief
Originally, the man was still holding it up, but when he was encouraged by the merchant, he suddenly became passionate, feeling that the beautiful aristocratic life was rushing towards him.

"Okay, that's a must!"

The vendor also laughed, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Not far away, a small figure silently observed the movement here.

Hearing the vendor's words, Qiu Shi's eyes showed eagerness.

This medicine... seems to be useful.

With an idea, Qiu Shi settled down and began to search the crowd for someone to pretend to be.

He didn't know what was going on, but when he was stealing something a few days ago, he accidentally discovered that he could actually turn into any person he thought of. He could even simulate what that person was holding in his hands and carrying on his body.

Qiushi felt that [-] star coins was not a small amount. If he became an ordinary person, he might not have so much money.

Who will become...

Suddenly, a figure flashed in his mind.

That big badass!
……

The number of people interested in buying medicine gradually increased, and the vendors were overjoyed, drooling, and continued to boast about the effects of the medicine.

However, behind him, an extremely tall man came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Hey, how do you sell this medicine?"

Hearing the familiar voice, the merchant shuddered and turned his head with a stiff neck.

A scarred face full of flesh came into view.

As soon as this man appeared, the people nearby who were about to buy medicine retreated like mice seeing a cat.

But the vendor didn't care about complaining, and smiled brightly: "So it's Mr. Dao, I've been looking forward to it for a long time, why come to me when you have time?"

The man held a big knife and narrowed his eyes: "Why, I can't come here?"

The merchant broke out in a cold sweat and waved his hands quickly: "Of course not! Master Dao comes to the shop, and the shop is full of glory!"

Although he said this, the merchant kept cursing in his heart.

It was obvious that he had just negotiated with this barbarian yesterday, and he knew about this medicine himself.

Did you come here deliberately to cause trouble? !

"I'm asking you something! Don't change the subject, I want this medicine!"

The man furrowed his tangled eyebrows, looking extremely irritable.

The merchant was surprised and felt strange, and couldn't help but ask again: "Are you... sure you want it?"

Qiu Shi's heart tightened, and the arm holding the knife moved: "Of course!"

"Is that so..."

The vendor laughed, quietly reached into the drawer under the table, and sent a message on the optical computer...

The vendor hesitated to move, Qiushi became more and more irritable, and asked again:

"Are you selling it or not?"

"Sell it, why not sell it!"

The vendor sneered and waved.

Several vicious thugs surrounded Qiushi.

Qiu Shi's heart beat wildly, and his voice trembled uncontrollably: "What are you doing?!"

The vendor narrowed his eyes: "Master Dao...ah no! This unknown person, what do you want to do by pretending to be Dao Lie?"

broken!

Qiushi bit her lip, she was discovered!
He wanted to use the power of his body to escape, but he found that the scene in front of him had changed...

He's getting shorter!

I looked down and saw that it was him who had transformed back.

When the vendor saw the young boy in front of him, he was even more furious: "He is actually a thief! He stole something from me, how brave he is!"

After that, he slapped the table and said to those thugs:

"What are you doing standing there, why don't you hit me?!"

The thugs looked at each other and gradually advanced towards the boy.

There are more and more people watching, and some people have begun to feel sorry.

With such a thin body... I'm afraid he won't survive.

Qiushi took a few steps back, then tripped over the bag dragged on the ground and fell to the ground.

One of the thugs was about to strike, shaking his fist.

Qiushi held her head and curled up, waiting for the pain to hit.

My heart was full of despair.

Grandma... sister... what should he do?
A few seconds passed.

Unexpectedly, the pain did not come, and the sound of wind howling came from my ear.

Accompanied by several thugs landing heavily... and the vendors' exclamations...

This is……

Qiushi slowly stuck his head out of his arms.

A tall and handsome figure stood in front of him, raised his hand slightly, and the silvery white marks on his fingertips disappeared in a flash.

The merchant was shocked and angry: "You are——"

However, his voice stopped suddenly because he realized that the young man in front of him was a noble.

And they don't look like people from the outer districts at all, not to mention that there are a bunch of men and women in suits and leather shoes behind them...

So he asked softly, "What's the matter with this lord coming to my place?"

The spiritual power of his fingertips disappeared, and Yan Zhou said calmly: "You need to arrange so many thugs for a child? I'm afraid you will put him to death..."

Traders are used to being arrogant in this area, and it is common for them to kill people by mistake. At this time, Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared and asked this question, which really made him hard to say.

If the other party was sent by the higher authorities to check...

The vendor sneered: "This kid is a thief, when I get impatient..."

Yan Zhou smiled: "Since he is a thief, what did he steal?"

After she finished speaking, she turned to Qiu Shi on the ground and said:

"Child, what you stole, show me."

The merchant was surprised and thought something was wrong.

Qiushi understood what Yan Zhou meant, and said loudly, "I didn't steal, I don't have anything you sold on me!"

To testify, he shook out the empty cloth bag, and the loose clothes on his body could not hide anything at all.

Yan Zhou smiled, turned around and regained his indifference: "He doesn't have your things on him, so where does the word thief come from?"

Vendor: "This..."

Yan Zhou turned on the optical brain: "A bottle of medicine is [-] yuan... I will pay for it, and you sell me a bottle."

Vendor: ...

This operation can't fix him, what is this, what is this going to do? !
Chang He hurriedly stopped him: "Oh! How can I ask you to pay? I'll come, I'll come!"

Yan Zhou blocked it and scanned the QR code to pay in one go.

Merchant, Chang He:...

……

One is that Qiu Shi did not steal anything, and the other is that Yan Zhou bought the medicine, and the vendor had no reason to keep him, and finally sent him away in a peaceful manner.

That flattering look...

Qiushi raised his head, looked at the person who rescued him from the fire and water, and asked, "My lord...are you a nobleman?"

The boy spoke carefully and used honorifics.

Yan Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Just call me Yan Zhou. Besides, we are both nobles, so objectively we have the same social status."

Qiushi opened her eyes and mouth.

The amount of information in this remark was too large to be understood by him.

Pursing his lips, he asked a little shyly, "Well... can you sell me the bottle of medicine you bought? Pay in installments..."

Qiu Shi's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was as small as a mosquito.

Yan Zhou raised the medicine bottle in his hand and shook it.

The blue liquid splashed on the wall of the bottle as it swayed.

"What do you want this medicine for? Don't you have blood talent?"

Qiu Shi was stunned: "Do you have blood talent?"

Yan Zhou: "Yeah, otherwise why do you think you can change into someone else's appearance?"

(End of this chapter)

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