Even a Hateful Person Must Have some Pitiful Side...

"You are really good!" Qian Renxue had to admire Wukong.

"Did you use soul power just now?" Qian Renxue had heard of such pickpockets before, but it was the first time she saw someone like Wukong who did it himself.

"No..." Wukong answered very straightforwardly.

"It was just normal hand speed, and the woman put the purse on her right chest, and she didn't have any storage soul guide on her body."

"As long as she doesn't have any soul guide fixed on her body, such as a ring, I can take it away." Wukong handed the purse to Qian Renxue and answered calmly.

"In order not to attract her attention, I sucked a stone when I approached. The stone is a circle smaller than the purse, but the weight should be about the same, so I replaced the two items."

"Awesome..." Qian Renxue lifted the purse and praised Wukong.

Without using soul power, he could quietly take away the things under the other person's clothes without the other person noticing.

You can also use the things you prepared in advance as a replacement, which first requires a strong mentality, and then agility.

"Wait!" Qian Renxue turned her head and stared at Wukong.

"What's wrong with you?" Wukong noticed Qian Renxue's eyes that contained some emotions, and shrank slightly to the side.

"You mean on her chest?" Qian Renxue clenched her fists hard, and seemed very angry.

"Hmm." Wukong nodded slightly, the amplitude was not large, but it was extremely hurtful to Qian Renxue.

"Oh! You can't do this!" Qian Renxue was unwilling to do it as soon as she saw Wukong nod.

Wukong felt that Qian Renxue was very puzzled, and smiled with one hand on his waist: "Why can't I do this?"

"Big sister, I'm venting my anger for you, now it's good, you still don't want to..."

"No!" Qian Renxue's fair face was covered with blush, and she said coquettishly.

"Oh... Anyway... Anyway, you can't do this, how can you touch others..." Qian Renxue hesitated, and her hand was still describing the pride of that part.

"Oh~" Wukong finally understood that Qian Renxue was jealous, so it seemed that this little girl was already in love.

Although Wukong already knew it before.

"You think too much, I'm not the kind of person who eats anything when hungry, and I have touched bigger ones, I don't like those small ones at all..." Wukong smiled strangely and touched Qian Renxue with his shoulder.

Zhu Zhuqing's is not big?

Her pair can be ranked in the whole Douluo. Among the women Wukong has seen, only Bibi Donggu Yuena can compete with Zhu Zhuqing.

But it is impossible to beat Zhu Zhuqing in this aspect...

"You!"

"I..." Qian Renxue was about to stretch out her fist to hit Wukong, but she didn't dare to continue halfway.

I could only turn my head away silently and not look at him. I felt mixed emotions in my heart, and the pain became more and more obvious.

"What's wrong? Why are you doing this suddenly?" Wukong felt something was wrong with Qian Renxue's sudden change of mood, and reached out to touch her.

"Don't touch me..." Qian Renxue said with a gloomy face and trembling voice.

At the same time, he slapped Wukong's hand away and walked forward alone.

There were some tears in his eyes.

"Quite a personality." Wukong smiled with interest.

Then he looked at the road where the woman in black left, shook his head and sighed, and continued to chase Qian Renxue.

"It is said that pitiful people must have hateful things, but hateful people must also have pitiful things..."

"Is this fate?"

Wukong sneered. Was it fate that took the blame, or was it his own fault?

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In an alley, a woman in black looked around and took out a rusty iron key from her clothes after making sure that no one was there.

Going deeper, a rusty iron door appeared in front of her. The woman in black opened the door with the key.

And quickly went in and closed the door.

"Cough cough cough~"

Bursts of coughing sounded in the dim room, sounding like a dying old woman.

The room was not big, only about 20 square meters. In a corner of the room, a white-haired old woman was lying on the bed, with traces of time all over her body.

There was a small table next to the bed, on which were some daily necessities and some medicines.

After the woman in black entered the room, she immediately took off her makeup. There were only a few candles in the room, but with the little candlelight, the woman's appearance could still be seen clearly.

Her skin was as white as jade, and she was not tall, only about 1.6364 meters. Her smooth orange hair was tied into two ponytails, which also added a bit of playfulness to the woman.

The woman's pink eyes noticed the pills on the table, and then she relaxed her vigilance and said unhappily: "Alas, grandma..."

"Look, you haven't taken the medicine your lovely little princess bought for you. You must take the medicine as soon as possible to cure your illness."

As she said that, the orange-haired woman walked to the bedside, slowly helped the old man up, and picked up a pill on the table with her delicate hands and fed it to the old man's mouth.

Picked up the teapot on the table, poured a glass of water, and washed it down with the water.

The old man closed his eyes and lay down slowly. After a while, he stretched out a skinny hand and touched the orange-haired girl's cheek.

The old man said kindly: "Yaoyao..."

"You don't need to buy medicine in the future. My old body can't hold on for a few days. You lost your parents when you were young. You might as well save some money now."

"It's also for the future life..."

Su Yaoyao wrinkled her nose and said nonchalantly: "Grandma, I have enough money for myself, it's okay."

"And didn't the doctor say that as long as you take good care of yourself, your illness will get better soon!"

The old man was pleased with Su Yaoyao's filial piety, but shook his head and said: "No..."

"Child, grandma knows that she doesn't have much time left, otherwise why wouldn't she want to continue recuperation?"

"Grandma is afraid, afraid that after I leave, you will be the only one in the world~"

The old man held Su Yaoyao's hand tightly, and began to sob as he spoke.

"No, grandma!"

"You will be fine!"

Su Yaoyao felt a pain in her heart at this moment, fearing that the old man would leave her now.

"Grandma, didn't the doctor say the other day that he has a magic medicine that can cure your illness? You will be fine if you take it!"

"And I have saved enough money!"

Su Yaoyao reached for her inner pocket, but her face froze. After searching for a while, she took out a stone.

"Where is my purse!" Su Yaoyao was shocked and stood up hurriedly to search for her purse.

"What's wrong, kid?" Seeing Su Yaoyao so flustered, the old man wanted to get up and take a look.

But Su Yaoyao settled her down, and then she tidied herself and hurried out.

He searched for the purse along the road he came from. There were already a few tears on his face, and his expression looked extremely flustered: "Purse, purse!"

"Where are you!"

The purse was embroidered by Su Yaoyao's mother before her death. It was of great significance to this girl, and it also contained his grandmother's life-saving money.

Now in Su Yaoyao's pocket, there are probably only three gold coins stolen from Qian Renxue.