Chapter 1618 The Daily Life of the Eternal Boss (Part 2) (1/92)

Wei Zhi held his forehead deeply, even though Zhuo Yi had told him that Senior Zhang Ziqian had a dark history of stealing things.

But if this problem is not corrected in the modern cultivation society, he will still be arrested and put in jail... and petty theft is at the bottom even in the No. 1 Prison of Songhai City.

Even if Zhang Ziqian really went to jail, he, an eternal strong man, would not have much face.

After all, it is impossible to be locked up with the mahjong trio who committed a spectacular mistake.

At the entrance of the coffee shop, Wei Zhi ordered two cups of iced lattes, and then patiently conducted legal education and criticism and education for Zhang Ziqian in front of the coffee shop.

"Senior, don't think I'm nagging. If you don't correct this problem, you will have big problems in the future." Wei Zhi said.

Zhang Ziqian stirred the straw in his hand and sucked the iced latte in his hand. It was his first time to drink coffee and he felt great.

And the most important thing is that he suddenly thought Wei Zhi was very cute.

It is rare to see such an interesting and patient junior.

Zhang Ziqian is not a bad person. Except that it is difficult to correct his habit of stealing, he is not vague about admitting his mistakes.

Now he and Li Xian live under someone else's roof, and the landlord is Wei Zhi.

Although Wei Zhi is much older than them.

But there must be a teacher among three people.

If they want to be familiar with modern social life, they still have to rely on Wei Zhi.

So in a sense, Wei Zhi is also the master of Zhang Ziqian, Li Xian and others.

After listening to Wei Zhi's criticism and education, Zhang Ziqian also finished the last cup of latte in his hand, and then he looked at Wei Zhi with a sly look: "Return the money, and then make meritorious service for the crime, right?"

"Make meritorious service for the crime?" Wei Zhi didn't understand what it meant.

"Where are there more pickpockets?" Zhang Ziqian asked.

Places with a lot of pickpockets and crowded places where it is easy for pickpockets to succeed.

The first thing Wei Zhi thought of was the subway station.

In fact, it was on the way.

It just so happened that the Spirit Beast Market they were going to was originally a bus transfer to the subway.

If it weren't for the need to educate Zhang Ziqian on the way, they would have probably taken the subway long ago.

"Senior, are you going to catch a thief?"

Wei Zhi suddenly laughed, thinking that Zhang Ziqian's idea was very good, but he also felt that it was not that easy: "Nowadays, thieves are very smart. And it's not easy to catch them first."

"It's okay, I'll take care of it. If I can catch 10 today, you can buy me another cup of this. What is it called?"

"Iced latte."

"Well... iced latte. If you have this, it's enough."

"Senior, if you can really catch 10, I'll buy you two cups." Wei Zhi immediately found it interesting.

"It's a deal." Zhang Ziqian nodded.

Then, the two got up and walked towards the Line 8 subway station.

At the same time, the petty thieves who were lurking in the subway and ready to make a move still didn't know what would happen next...

...

As the "Father of Che Guevara" in the eternal era, Zhang Ziqian has long been labeled as the eternal thief.

But this label is too old, and the past is unbearable to look back, even Zhang Ziqian can't recall it.

There is a lyric called "I haven't been a big brother for many years."

And Zhang Ziqian has been trapped in the shroud for so long, and has experienced so many years... It seems that he has also been away from the long-lost nickname of "thief".

At this moment, he changed into a modern outfit, wearing a slim casual sweater prepared for him by Wei Zhi and standing in the crowd.

No one could imagine it.

This uncle who looks ordinary is a thief leader...

"Can he really be caught?" Wei Zhi stood next to Zhang Ziqian, feeling particularly curious.

Because catching thieves is a job that should be carried out smoothly without delaying the journey.

Ten pickpockets, not too many, but actually not too few.

There are many pickpockets in the subway station, but most of them are very cautious.

Some people can't be dealt with unless they take action.

In fact, Zhang Ziqian's "thief radar" was activated the moment he entered the subway station.

He just looked around and locked onto many suspects.

However, these thieves are scattered, and Zhang Ziqian can't attack them in groups before catching them in the act.

But he has other ways.

"Do you see the man with a silver watch in front?" Zhang Ziqian said softly in Wei Zhi's ear without looking away.

"Ah, you found him so quickly?" Wei Zhi couldn't believe it.

"Don't stare at him, or he will be suspicious." After Zhang Ziqian explained, Wei Zhi immediately looked away.

Although he just glanced at him.

But Wei Zhi really couldn't believe that the man wearing a silver watch and looking like a white-collar elite was actually a pickpocket.

Pickpockets are good at disguising themselves.

In the ancient times, there were many people who wore bright and beautiful Taoist robes, dressed themselves up as celebrities in the world of cultivation, made friends everywhere, and then waited for opportunities to steal from other people's homes...

This old tradition was passed down by Zhang Ziqian.

I didn't expect that it has been continued in the modern world of cultivation.

As soon as I entered here...

I saw these modern colleagues, oh no...the pickpockets.

Zhang Ziqian actually felt like he was back home.

As a thief, the behavior of these people was too childish in Zhang Ziqian's eyes.

"The number is enough." Zhang Ziqian used his thief radar to analyze the scattered pickpockets in the subway station, and he had a good idea in his mind.

He felt that he could exceed the target.

About a few seconds later, he began to say loudly to Wei Zhi: "Who would go to the bank with such a big bag of gold coins?"

He shook the box of coins he had just taken from the bus in his hand. In fact, these were not gold coins at all, but Zhang Ziqian just said it casually.

"Hug... Sorry..." Wei Zhi looked at this sudden scene, and was stunned for a moment, and then quickly touched the back of his head. He almost didn't respond.

But he soon knew Zhang Ziqian's intention.

This was "group ridicule".

He said this sentence deliberately so that the pickpockets who heard it nearby would gather together.

Sure enough.

When Zhang Ziqian and Wei Zhi boarded the subway, the pickpockets that Zhang Ziqian had previously spotted followed him on the subway.

Some were individual households, and some were gangs.

As soon as they entered the subway, Wei Zhi and Zhang Ziqian were surrounded by a gang of pickpockets.

This was to conceal their presence.

So that the thieves' hands that were reaching out would not be noticed.

Zhang Ziqian deliberately held his bag of coins in his hand.

One minute after the subway started running normally, he felt that several pairs of thieves were getting ready to move...

"Eight hands?"

Zhang Ziqian couldn't help laughing in his heart.

He thought this was too childish.

As the leader of thieves.

He actually had another title back then.

It was called.

Thousand-handed Guanyin...

"Everyone, there are so many of you, and you want to attack me, don't you think it's a bit too much?" At this moment, in the silent subway, Zhang Ziqian suddenly spoke.

Wei Zhi felt that doing so would alert the enemy.

But at this time, Zhang Ziqian put the bag of coins he was holding on the ground.

This bag of money seemed to have an attraction, and the moment it landed, it attracted several thieves' hands nearby to land at the same time...

The pickpockets screamed "Ah!" one by one.

Then they all fell to the ground following the bag of money...

They found that their hands were stuck to the bag of money.

They couldn't pull it out...