Ma Liu waited for Sun Long all night.
Until the morning light was about to rise, no one showed up, and I couldn't help but feel disappointed.
The holiday was over and he had to rush back to the Piping Department before dawn.
I left my meal money and was about to leave when the voice of the miracle doctor Lao Liu came from the second floor, but it didn't look like him.
"You kid just sat like this all night?"
Lao Liu habitually disguises himself when going out to avoid being recognized and causing trouble.
Beside him was Mr. Zhou from Grill No. 7.
He is energetic and has a head of white hair that is meticulously combed. He has strong attainments in formations, Feng Shui, and metaphysics.
Ma Liu used the Qi Detection Technique to see how old Mr. Zhou was doing. He was the one with the least resentment among the pickpockets. I don't know what method he used to resolve the resentment.
Behind the two of them, there was Boss No. 4, who was shrouded in a cloak.
A pickpocket of this level has superb six senses, so Ma Liu didn't dare to use the Qi Detection Technique, lest he be discovered and take his actions as a provocation and cause trouble.
Ma Liu stood up, politely raised his hands to the three of them and said:
"I offended an evil thief recently and wanted to kill me, but I waited all night and no one came."
During holidays, most pickpockets come out to relax and unwind.
The environment of the Piping Department is too gloomy, and it is easy for psychological problems to occur over time. Even if Big Boss No. 4 is highly advanced, has a strong state of mind, and is less affected by the environment, but he can stay in a relaxed place, who would want to squat in the Piping Department and be abused?
Ma Liu often came to Chunfeng Tower, and brought Lao Liu there several times. Later, Lao Liu brought other pickpockets, and Chunfeng Tower gradually became another stronghold for everyone.
Lao Liu and the others naturally don't go whoring. They only like to watch dances in the private room on the second floor, drink some wine, invite storytellers to tell stories, and listen to interesting stories to soothe their spirits.
Old Liu glanced sideways at Ma Liu and said with a smile:
"You are sitting here in a big way, looking confident, and there are a few of us drinking on the second floor. If the evil thief dares to come, won't he be lighting a lantern in the latrine and seeking death?"
Lao Liu spread his hands and said frankly:
"Isn't this just an attempt to show off your prestige, but in the end, I was not given the honor and didn't come."
"You kid, you are so evil-minded."
The three of them, Lao Liu, all laughed. They didn't take it to heart at all and just thought he was joking.
Ma Liu did not notify them in advance, but he believed that Lao Liu and the others would definitely lend a helping hand.
Without him, and years of comradeship, if other pickpockets encounter difficulties, Ma Liu will not sit idly by and do nothing if he can.
As long as Sun Long dares to take action, no matter what methods he uses tonight or how many accomplices he brings, there will be no return.
It's a pity that Ma Liu is not the only smart person in the world.
Several people walked out of Chunfeng Tower together, and the night breeze blew on their faces, which was very refreshing.
On the broad street, the monsters and ghosts running rampant in the night market are closing down their stalls, and are very capable of cleaning up the garbage they created during the night, restoring the cleanliness of the capital.
Lao Liu sighed:
"The late emperor was a great talent. He came up with such a method of dividing black and white, and continued the great Yan Dynasty for hundreds of years."
Mr. Zhou nodded in agreement and said:
"The ancient dynasty has a profound heritage and many outstanding people. Emperor Yongxing has been in power for more than fifty years. Although he has not made great achievements, he has not made any mistakes. He can maintain the Yan Dynasty for fifty years without declining, which is a great talent."
"Actually, His Majesty is not bad now."
Boss No. 4 rarely speaks out:
"Since he came to power, he has worked hard to make positive changes and refresh his administration. Unfortunately, he has accumulated a lot of hard work and has achieved little results. But after all, he is a hard-working emperor. Anyone else would not be much better than him."
Ma Liu didn't know much about pickpocket No. 4. He only knew that his surname was Xiao, which was the same as the Xiao royal family. Everyone used to call him Fourth Master Xiao.
Although pickpockets are ranked and have different levels of strength, as colleagues, most of them don't put on airs and are not very serious when they get along with each other.
Only Fourth Master Xiao, a pickpocket who was familiar with him, had a vague respect for him that was beyond ordinary people and never dared to joke around in front of him.
Mr. Zhou continued:
"How can it be so easy to eradicate the evils that have lasted for thousands of years? But as long as the Yamen Ji Yamen is not in chaos, can suppress the demons in the world, and the strength of the royal family does not decline, there will be no big problems in the Great Yan Dynasty."
"only……"
"It hurts the people."
Last winter, during a heavy snowfall, more than 28,000 people froze to death in the capital alone, and mountains of corpses were piled up in mass graves outside the city.
At night, demons swarmed in and devoured human corpses. The roars of beasts once spread to the hinterland of the capital, forcing the demon collection team to guard the area.
This year there were an especially large number of refugees. There was a severe drought in Qingzhou and the red land was thousands of miles away. People who could not survive flocked to the capital, blocking Chaotian Gate with water. Thousands of refugees were suppressed and killed to stop the impact.
The imperial court allocated 10 million taels of silver for disaster relief, but the refugees said they had not seen half a dime, and they had never eaten the porridge and rice that had been stored in the warehouse.
"Speaking of which, I have also been a refugee."
Mr. Zhou said with emotion:
"If I hadn't had the skills passed down from my ancestors, I would have been the only one who would have starved to death on the road to find the water source."
Ma Liu echoed:
"The world is in chaos and people's livelihood is in decline. It's not easy for us to be lucky enough to make a living in Papis."
Every time we talk about national affairs and people's livelihood, the atmosphere becomes heavier. Old Liu speaks at the right time:
"Everyone comes out to relax and have fun. Don't talk about national affairs. Don't talk about national affairs."
Several people walked into Ji Yamen, passed through the back mountain, and entered the underground leather shop. They said hello and went back to their rooms.
Lei Peng has found pickpockets to fill the previously vacant steakhouses, and there have been no accidents for many days, giving the steakhouse a rare stability.
Not long after, Lieutenant Lei appeared with a team of black-armored warriors. Shen Shentao counted the eight characters and five elements, and began to push the trolley to distribute the monsters.
When it was Ma Liu's turn, Lei Peng waved away the black-armored warrior and said:
"I have inquired about the person behind Sun Long last night. He is very difficult to offend. Liu Fucheng can't help you. But you don't have to worry about such a big shot taking action against you. You only need to face Sun Long. He just committed a crime. If you solve a murder case and cause trouble again, it is tantamount to self-destruction. With me protecting you, he will not dare to act rashly."
"Thank you for taking care of me, sir."
Ma Liu saluted without being humble or arrogant.
Lei Peng nodded, put down the demon corpse, and turned to go to other steakhouses.
After closing the heavy stone door, Ma Liu shook his head. He didn't blame others for not wanting to help him, he just blamed his own "value" for not being high enough.
Lei Peng can help me with a question, which is considered benevolent and righteous.
As a person, you should always reflect on yourself and always be grateful, so that your life will not be miserable.
However, Lei Peng didn't know that if Ma Liu showed his true strength now, he would probably kill Sun Long, and the person behind it might not take revenge on him.
The remaining candlelight flickered in the stone room, which seemed a little dim. Ma Liu looked at the demon corpse and murmured:
"If I suck this one again, I should have absorbed more than 1,500 demon blood."
More than ten kinds of breathing techniques and eight or nine kinds of superimposed breath-holding talents were able to suppress Ma Liu's terrifying energy and blood, making him look like an ordinary person.
If it breaks out completely, Ma Liu doesn't know how strong he is.
