Douluo's Thief

At this time, Ling Dong had returned to his house.

He walked in and saw his little cook strapping on weights and doing physical training.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Ling Dong, then ignored Ling Dong, and focused on his cultivation wholeheartedly.

She was used to having all kinds of strangers come in through that door. Ling Dong never went out without being in disguise.

It scared her a lot at first, but then she could only slowly accept it and finally got used to it.

But due to vigilance, Zhu Zhuqing still looked at Ling Dong carefully every time Ling Dong came in to see if it was him.

Ling Dong didn't know what Zhu Zhuqing's intention was. It was impossible for her to see clearly her disguised soul skills.

But whenever Ling Dong asked Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuqing would only reply:

"intuition."

Well, it was a very strong reason, and Ling Dong had no choice but to accept it.

Ling Dong did not disturb Zhu Zhuqing's training and dispelled his own disguised soul skills.

His body once again transformed into that of a nine-year-old child, covered in blood and smelling pungent.

Zhu Zhuqing was also affected by the smell of blood and stopped training.

She frowned and said:

"You went out to cause trouble again"

But before Ling Dong could answer, Zhu Zhuqing spoke again:

"Didn't you promise to stop for a while yesterday?

Don’t you understand what kind of existence Titled Douluo is?

Are you a dummy"

Zhu Zhuqing's voice rose when he said this, obviously dissatisfied with Ling Dong's actions.

Ling Dong did not get angry, but replied calmly:

“This operation was just a casual one.

I had an accident at Tiandou Auction House. His auction house offended me, so... their stuff was gone.

Oh, and a few people are gone too. "

Okay, Zhu Zhuqing is relieved. It's not good to offend anyone. If you offend this thief who can steal your whole family, Tiandou Auction House deserves it.

“No injuries”

Ling Dong shook his head. The blood stains on his body were all from his opponents, and they had not touched him at all.

Having blood stuck to his body was not a pleasant thing, so Ling Dong went to the bathroom to clean himself.

When he came to the bathroom door, he seemed to remember something, stopped and said:

"You are imprisoned here, not the housekeeper I found. You look like a prisoner, okay?"

"not good."

"...At least don't get angry with you, the supervisor, all the time."

"I want you to manage."

"...I want to kill you."

Ling Dong gritted his teeth.

"roll."

"..."

Ling Dong couldn't bear it anymore, so he took off his blood-stained shirt, rolled it into a ball, and threw it towards Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing, who had just continued his training, saw a ball fly towards him, spread out in the air, and finally flew into his face.

Zhu Zhuqing took the dirty clothes off his face, with some blood and dust on his face, and looked at Ling Dong with an unkind expression.

But at this time, Ling Dong had already slipped into the bathroom, and Zhu Zhuqing could only sigh.

"Who is it?"

The Soul Saint of Tiandou Auction House seemed to be going crazy at this time, standing in front of the treasure house and yelling.

He punched out and the huge wall in front of him shattered into pieces.

Soul Saint squeezed out this sentence:

"Don't let me catch you little thief"

"You mean, that person left the Tiandou Auction House under your eyes."

"Yes, my subordinate is incompetent.

Seeing that the man was still not coming out, his subordinates had no choice but to enter the Tiandou auction house again to look for him.

Who knows, not only that person has disappeared, but the stewards at Tiandou Auction House are also in a state of distress, as if something has happened."

After saying this, Xue Qinghe and Soul Saint's followers noticed something and stopped talking.

Soul Saint disappeared and was hidden in a corner.

The person who came was a staff member of Tiandou Auction House. He looked anxious and knelt in front of Xue Qinghe.

"His Royal Highness is not well.

The treasure trove of our auction house has been stolen.”

As soon as these words came out, Xue Qinghe couldn't sit still anymore. His face was shocked, his voice was raised, and he drank:

"what is the problem"

"I don't know much. I only know that the guard guarding the treasure house was killed and the thief has disappeared long ago.

Our general manager also invites you to come and discuss it. "

Xue Qinghe's face returned to calmness, his eyes were uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He opened his mouth and said:

"Take me to your steward."

"Yes.

I also ask His Highness the Crown Prince to come with me. "

Xue Qinghe came to a luxurious room. There were white leather sofas on both sides of the room, and a coffee table in the middle. There were two cups of tea on the coffee table.

The manager of Tiandou Auction House, Feidi, was sitting on the sofa on the right, waiting for Xue Qinghe.

Following Feidi were some stewards from the Tiandou Auction House, all of whom looked unhappy at this time.

Seeing Xue Qinghe's arrival, Feidi forced out an ugly smile and said:

"His Royal Highness, please sit down."

Xue Qinghe sat on the sofa on the other side and said:

"Steward Fei, there is no need to say these polite words. The top priority is to resolve some of our doubts about this matter. Please tell me the specific content, Steward Fei."

"Yes, yes."

Feidi was very satisfied with Xue Qinghe's experience and began to describe the entire process to Xue Qinghe.

"So so, so so..."

Following Feidi's description, Xue Qinghe also began to make guesses in his mind, and when Feidi finished speaking, Xue Qinghe also told what he knew and guessed.

After a long time, a lot of information was sorted out, and everyone's guesses were confirmed or denied one by one.

"So, our thief is the notorious bastard thief"

"It's most likely him.

Being able to run away under the eyes of the Soul Saint, powerful camouflage ability, breath camouflage, strength estimation, etc. are all in line with our current information about the bastard thief. "

“The mysterious person who bought the knife tip must be the bastard thief.

He ran away right under our noses and has not been found yet.

Thinking about it carefully now, he probably stole the treasure house when he went to get the auction items he bought. "

The person next to Feidi couldn't hold back and punched out, shattering the coffee table.

"Damn bastard"

Feidi's expression was equally ugly, and he had some general understanding of the behavior of the bastard thief.

In a sense, he provoked the thief and made him steal the auction house's treasure trove in a rage.

Judging from his various actions, the bastard thief had no intention of taking any action at first.

"It's because we took this thief too lightly in the past."

If he didn't take it lightly, how could he send two soul sects to guard the treasure house?

Xue Qinghe opened his mouth and said:

"I will tell my father and ask him to send Titled Douluo to capture this little thief as soon as possible.

He went too far. "

"Then please trouble Your Highness the Crown Prince."