Zongman: Kaijumon invades, I transform into Seven

This guy seemed to be in this convenience store for the first time. He was a little unfamiliar with it. After wandering around for a long time, he finally found the snack area.

He selectively took some snacks from the shelves.

Seeing this, Si Nan slowly reached under the cash register and took out a plastic bag.

The little yellow-haired man came to the counter with the snacks.

Si Nan calmly scanned the code of the snacks and put them in a bag.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the little yellow-haired man’s hand secretly reaching behind the small shelf on the cash register. There are a lot of things on the cash register of the convenience store.

In addition to the computer and cash register used for monitoring, there are also some small shelves on the cash register, on which there are some very small snacks and cigarettes.

These relatively small things are not easy to find if they are stolen.

So they are usually placed near the cash register.

One is that they can be seen casually, and the other is that it is convenient for some customers to take them.

Especially cigarettes.

Some people come to the store specifically to buy cigarettes, and putting cigarettes on the cash register is also convenient for taking.

But what Si Nan didn’t expect was that someone actually wanted to steal things in front of the clerk.

And judging from the little yellow-haired man’s method, it is definitely more than once or twice.

His technique was very skillful and his hands were very steady.

Si Nan slightly raised his head to look at the little yellow-haired boy’s face.

There was nothing unusual on the little yellow-haired boy’s face.

He was a repeat offender.

The timing was also very good.

If it was an ordinary clerk, his attention would definitely be focused on scanning the code of the goods and packing them. He would definitely not notice these small movements of the little yellow-haired boy.

But his senses were very sharp, so he could notice these small movements of the little yellow-haired boy.

Si Nan stretched out his right hand suddenly and grabbed the wrist of the little yellow-haired boy who was stealing. The speed was very fast.

It was so fast that the human eye could hardly see it clearly, so that the little yellow-haired boy had no time to react before his wrist was grabbed.

The little yellow-haired boy was shocked when he was caught.

He was very confident in his technique. Just as Si Nan thought, this was not his first time.

When the clerk was checking out, grasping the key moment and adding a little dexterity, it would be extremely difficult to be discovered.

Even if he was discovered, he could just let go of the cigarette in his hand and die without any evidence.

There was no loss, and with his identity, many people would let it go. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

He has done this more than ten times and never failed.

He didn’t expect that today he would be defeated by someone younger than him.

“What’s in your hand? Are you stealing?”

Si Nan didn’t wait for him to react and pulled his hand in front of him.

The little yellow-haired boy happened to be holding a pack of brand new cigarettes.[]

He looked at it and found that the pack of cigarettes was not cheap.

The price of cigarettes sold in convenience stores was in the upper middle range.

The man was caught red-handed. However, the little yellow-haired man had no intention of retreating. He did not let go of the cigarette, and there was no fear on his face. Instead, he turned the tables and shouted loudly:

“You are talking nonsense, this pack of cigarettes belongs to me! Damn it, let me go or I will make you pay!”

The little yellow-haired boy shouted, and tried hard to get his wrist out of Si Nan’s hand.

But Si Nan’s hand was very tight, so he could easily get out.

Si Nan saw that the little yellow-haired boy was timid.

People like him usually don’t cry until they see the coffin.

It’s obviously a foregone conclusion, but he wants to struggle foolishly.

It’s like a fish that has been out of the pond and pressed on the chopping board, but still clamoring to make the chef pay.

The end result is facing the chef’s sharp kitchen knife.

Si Nan spoke calmly, just like picking up a piece of fish sashimi with chopsticks.

He pointed directly at the top of his head.

“There are surveillance cameras up there, and it’s all recorded. You want to make excuses for stealing, right? OK, I happen to have a police friend, and I believe he would like to talk to you.”

Si Nan was not angry at being blamed, nor was he at a loss when faced with the other party’s cowardly behavior.