The guy who stole the seal ran very fast.

He seems to be very familiar with the terrain of the concession. The route selection is very strange.

Almost always unexpected routes.

Some routes require climbing over walls or climbing onto rooftops.

Originally there was no road. But as the young man jumped around, there was a road. For a moment, Zhang Yong thought the other party was parkour.

No wonder he could avoid Li Yuanqing's tracking.

Zhu Yuan said before that Li Yuanqing's professional skills are very strong, which should not be exaggerated. After all, Li Yuanqing is a close disciple of Stealing King. His level must be high. However, the young man in front of him seems to be even better than Li Yuanqing. Not only is he far away

Li Yuanqing followed and even quietly turned back.

Really awesome.

Zhang Yong can do it too, because he has a map.

If you didn't have a map, you would have probably gotten lost or hit a dead end.

Zhang Yong couldn't help but become curious.

Who is this young man? It's not the Red Party. It could be a gang.

What kind of gang is it?

Why did they steal the seal of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce?

In fact, strictly speaking, this is very cost-effective behavior. Even stupid.

Instead of stealing it, you might as well carve one yourself in private.

From a cost perspective, the latter is cheaper and not technically difficult.

Seals these days don't have that much anti-counterfeiting technology. To put it bluntly, you can carve one out of a radish. Just be careful when carving it.

Mostly there is some special reason.

Monitor the map silently.

The young man obviously didn't expect that when the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole follows behind. The oriole was still aware of all his moves.

Looking for the right opportunity, Zhang Yong suddenly appeared in front of the young man.

The young man was very vigilant and immersed himself in walking. Suddenly he noticed someone in front of him and turned around immediately.

However, there are people behind him.

He immediately realized that he was surrounded. The other party also had a gun.

His expression suddenly changed.

There are a lot of people on the other side and a lot of guns. They don’t look very kind.

Especially that group of bald men. Their heads were shining, but they were wearing Chinese tunic suits and holding guns in their hands. They seemed to be violating the rules. I couldn't help but secretly complain.

Which group of people is this? He doesn’t recognize it at all!

"Did you steal the seal of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce of the Concession?" Zhang Yong said slowly, "What did you steal it for?"

"You are not in our line of work. It has nothing to do with you." The young man frowned.

"Is your profession empty?"

"That's right. This is an internal matter within our Kongmen. If you are an outsider, it has nothing to do with you."

"So, you stole the seal of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce just to prove your level?"

"Since you know, why do you ask even though you already know?"

"Give me the seal and I'll see what it looks like. I'll return it to you after reading it."

"Don't even think about it..."

"Take back what you said. Otherwise, I will beat you."

"you……"

The young man gritted his teeth.

Look around you and find that you can't escape.

Although he is a thief, a rising star, and agile, he knows very well that no matter how fast he moves, he cannot move faster than bullets.

The place chosen by the opponent greatly restricted his technical performance.

The terrain is relatively open. There is no room for hiding. Once you move, you may be covered by bullets.

The opponent has many powerful submachine guns in his hand. He will die as soon as he moves.

I had no choice but to take out the seal.

Zhang Yong reached out and took it.

The seal is wrapped in red silk and tied tightly with red rope.

I'm not used to it. There's not even a rubber band. Later I remembered that in this era, rubber was still rare.

Zhang Yong is not sure whether there are rubber bands or not. But the white-haired women use red-headed ropes. In other words, even if rubber bands exist, they are probably not popular. Rubber and plastic products should not be popular until after the end of World War II.

gradually promoted.

Untie the rope and lift the red silk cloth.

Inside is a round seal of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce, carved in wood.

It's not ordinary wood. Maybe it's huanghuali? I don't know very well.

Looking left and right, I didn't see anything special.

It doesn't seem to be counterfeit-proof either.

Not interested. Throw it back to the young man.

He never wants anything worthless.

Since it is Li Yuanqing who wants to pursue it, let Li Yuanqing pursue it.

"May I have your name?"

"..."

"Tell the truth. Otherwise..."

Zhang Yong released a 30 kilogram hammer. The young man's face suddenly turned pale.

very scary.

Such a big hammer.

Are you going to kill a cow? This pervert...

Who carries a hammer with them!

He hurriedly answered honestly: "My name is Thirteen Demons..."

Zhang Yong: "What?"

The young man saw that his eyes were unkind and said hurriedly: "Really, really, I don't have a title for the book, only a nickname. It's called Thirteen Demons. A demon of ghosts and monsters. Some people also call me Little Demon."

"Thirteen demons." Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Not bad. This name is easy to remember.

Others are called Aunt Thirteen. You are called Thirteen Demon. Little Demon.

Judging from the actions of this guy just now, he does look like a little demon. He moves and jumps very neatly.

"uncle……"

"Don't move. I have something to do with you."

Zhang Yong suddenly had a bold idea. This guy seems to be quite good at stealing skills?

In this case, if you let him steal the Japanese invaders' things, wouldn't it be easy to capture them? It may not be useful now, but it will be of great use in the future.

It seems that a person like Xiao Yao has no concept of right and wrong. Survival of the fittest. If you have breasts, you are a mother. For the sake of profit, he might join the Japanese. Now that he has met himself, then put a tight spell on him. Let him be the best in the future.

I dare not take refuge with the Japanese invaders.

"Uncle, I..."

"I'll spare your life. Go and steal something for me."

"Uncle, I..."

"If you want to survive, you have to listen to my arrangements. You make your own choice."

Zhang Yong shook the hammer on the ground.

The little demon turned pale.

He was trembling all over and begging Zhang Yong to have mercy on him.
To be continued...