Li Qing stood in front of the window, looking at everything outside through the hazy glass that had not been wiped for a long time. The hazy high-rise buildings seem to be the illusion of a mirage. There is no bird in the sky, and there are not many pedestrians on the street. These walking people seem to be in a hurry. Li Qing can’t see their faces, but he knows. I know that their faces must be melancholy. In the era of the Great Depression, everyone was at risk.

Li Qing is a professional thief, belonging to the city’s largest thief group-Three Hands Company. Looking at the silent scenery outside the window for a while, Li Qing became a little impatient and began to sit down and smoke. There was a knock on the door. Quickly, two evenly speeds later, followed by three quick, yes, Zhang Zhao.

As soon as Li Qing opened the door, Zhang Zhao’s head came in first: “No one else?”

“No.” Li Qing said flatly .

“Really?” Zhang Zhao didn’t believe it.

“Can’t you come in?” Li Qing became impatient.

After Zhang Zhao came in, he sank on the sofa, threw the bag he was holding on the coffee table, and started smoking.

“Why, did you have a task?” Li Qing asked, looking at the bag.
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“Yes, I have gained a lot.” Zhang Zhao spit a smoke ring into the air.

“You kid didn’t violate the company’s regulations, right?”

Li Qing certainly has his reason to ask. Among the three-handed company, Zhang Zhao is the worst employee in business. The three-handed company has regulations that only steal food and nothing else. If there is a violation, the company will be expelled and never hired. Today Zhang Zhao’s bag suddenly bulged so much, obviously there is a problem.

When Zhang Zhao heard Li Qing say this, a trace of displeasure flashed across his face. He took a puff of cigarette, then pinched it out, stood up and said, “You guessed it! “He opened the bag and poured out a mess of things. Li Qing was stunned and said, “You don’t want to live anymore? The company knows what to do, do you stop working?”

“Ah.” Zhang Zhao disapproved. “I said, brother, what time is it now, economic crisis, inflation! Do you still care about the company’s shit regulations? Feed yourself first. I tell you, as long as we don’t tell, how can the company know. Let’s talk about it. I also remember the purpose of the company. There are ways to steal. I just stole something else without killing anyone. What can I do to me?”

“Then you steal this What are you doing?” Li Qing picked up a red thong and shook it in front of Zhang Zhao.

“For Lao Liu. Brother, you know him, people have this habit!” Zhang Zhao smiled maliciously.

“Of course, I haven’t forgotten you brother.” He patted Li Qing on the shoulder, took out a mobile phone from his pocket, and said, “Here is for you. Handy. The latest iPhone. Try it if it works.”

The next day, Li Qing went to work at the company and saw Zhang Zhao chatting with his colleagues from a distance. He recruited Beckoned, motioned for Zhang Zhao to come over and speak.

Zhang Zhao smiled and asked: “How about it, how about the new features?”

“It’s useless. I say you, low-key One point.” Li Qingsheng was afraid that Zhang Zhao would miss it.

“Don’t worry, hey, look at this hat, is it handsome?” Zhang Zhao pointed to the hat in his hand.

“Dare to show your stolen hat, okay.” Li Qing showed a contemptuous look, he thought, handsome ass, why don’t you come out with a green one.

At this time, Li Qing’s cell phone rang and was about to answer it. Suddenly someone announced loudly: “Liu Xiaomeng is dead!”

Liu Xiaomeng is dead? !