Following the smell left in the air, Xiao Yao gradually walked into the main city.

It is ten o'clock in the evening, and there are not too many people on the street, but the barbecue stalls on the roadside are very lively.

The smell of charcoal fire and barbecue slightly masked the taste of the Thief of Thousand Faces, but Xiao Yao was not in a hurry, but took a leisurely walk on the street.

A few minutes later, when the other flavors faded away, Xiao Yao locked onto the Thief with Thousand Faces again.

Continuing to search for the smell, Xiao Yao came to Xicheng Commercial Street unknowingly.

The commercial street was very lively at night, and stalls such as snacks, milk tea, and clothing were full of young people. At this time, the corner of Xiao Yao's mouth slowly evoked a slight arc.

He has found the Thief with Thousand Faces, right in this commercial street.

"My heart is really big~" Xiao Yao thought to himself.

Just finished a major case and stole hundreds of millions of cultural relics. Not only did this thief with thousands of faces fail to hide in time, but instead went shopping in the commercial street.

I really don't know if she is big-hearted, or if she has a strong self-confidence, I believe that no one can catch her.

Walking straight for dozens of meters along the commercial street, Xiao Yao finally saw the thousand-faced thief.

It was a young and beautiful woman, looking only in her 20s, tall and tall, wearing denim hot pants, revealing long white legs.

At this time, she was talking with a stall owner who sold jewelry, and she seemed to be interested in a pair of earrings.

"Steal so many precious cultural relics and even buy street stalls."

Xiao Yao immediately became interested in this thousand-faced thief, but instead of approaching directly, he turned around and bought a bunch of candied haws.

Now that he has seen her, it is impossible for this person to escape from under his own eyes.

There are too many people in this place now, and it is not suitable for him to arrest.

"Boss, it's 25. Your purchase price is at most 10 yuan." Chen Jiaying held the earring in her hand and bargained.

"Beauty, although the purchase price is not high, I also have site fees and labor costs. If you sell it to you for 25, you won't make any money." The stall owner said helplessly.

Chen Jiaying said with a smile: "Look, you haven't been here for a long time, you might as well sell it to me, at least you can make an order."

"Ah~"

The stall owner couldn't bear Chen Jiaying's entanglement in every possible way, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, for the sake of the beauty, I'll sell it to you for 25."

"Thank you boss!" Chen Jiaying's eyes curved into crescent moons, as if a child got a beloved toy.

After paying the money and continuing to walk forward, she suddenly felt a hair on her back, as if someone was staring at her.

"Not good~"

Her heart sank, and her face became extremely dignified.

"Did someone find me, it's impossible~"

Chen Jiaying is quite confident in her modus operandi. She doesn't think anyone can suspect the theft of cultural relics on her head.

"Could it be another reason?"

Chen Jiaying pretended to be calm and looked back, but she didn't notice anything unusual.

"The feeling just now can't be wrong, someone must be staring at him."

Chen Jiaying lowered her head slightly and shuttled quickly through the crowd. When she completely walked out of the commercial street, her whole appearance had changed drastically.

He was five centimeters shorter in stature, his skin was slightly darkened, his delicate facial features became mediocre, and a plaid shirt was added to his body.

"I don't believe you can still find me~" When Chen Jiaying looked back at no one behind her, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

However, out of caution, she hurried to her secret base.

clap clap~

Walking to a remote path, the surroundings are extremely silent, only the sound of footsteps stepping on the bluestone slab can be heard.

For some reason, Chen Jiaying became more and more flustered as she walked, as if something terrifying was staring at her.

"What's the matter, haven't I gotten rid of him?"

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Chen Jiaying's head, and her heart was beating wildly.

As the sense of crisis became stronger and stronger, she was ruthless and summoned two gold-level war beasts directly.

One of them is a puppet-shaped creature with a face like a white mirror, without any organs, and a body close to the size of a human, holding a pair of dagger-mounted weapons in both hands.

The other is a flaming lion, with crimson hair, like a burning flame in the dark night.

Standing beside the flaming lion, Chen Jiaying felt the fiery energy lingering around her, and her heart calmed down a little.

"Oh? It turned out to be a Gold Level 3 Summoner." A faint chuckle suddenly came from behind him.

Chen Jiaying's pupils shrank and she turned around suddenly. When she saw the person behind her, she shouted, "Xiao Yao!"

How could it be him! ! !

Chen Jiaying naturally recognized Xiao Yao, the champion of the National League and the most powerful genius in the history of the Dragon Kingdom.

But she never imagined that her first meeting with this super genius would be on such an occasion.

Xiao Yao took two steps forward and said with a smile, "The Thief with Thousands of Faces really deserves its reputation~"

He just watched her constantly changing appearance and body shape in the crowd, and did not use any props, completely relying on his own ability.

However, by looking at the puppet on the side, he also learned the source of the thousand-faced thief's skills.

[Name of the beast] Thousand Machine Puppet

[War Beast Level] Gold Level 2

[War Beast Skills] Transformation, Assault, Hardened Body, Weapon Conversion

Looking at it this way, the Thousand-faced Thief must have inherited the [Transformation] ability of the Thousand Machine Puppet.

As for the other flaming lion, it is a gold level 3, but the skills are very ordinary, and this kind of dragon armor is not worth mentioning at all.

"The Thief with Thousands of Faces, he knows that I am the Thief with Thousands of Faces."

Chen Jiaying bit her lip lightly, as if her heart was being eaten by ants. Her panicked emotions made her legs and feet go weak.

"No, no, I have to calm down!"

Chen Jiaying forced her mind to calm down, thinking in her mind: "A few months ago, he was still at Silver Level 5, but now even if it is Gold Level, it will never exceed Gold Level 1, and I am Gold Level 3, so he is not necessarily my opponent."

She was shocked by Xiao Yao's reputation just now, and she was nervous for a while, but after calming down, she felt that she had the power to resist.

I can fight back! ! !

There was a look of determination in her eyes.

Seeing her emotional change, Xiao Yao couldn't help but smile.

In a flash of white light, Xiao Ke and Lao Niu appeared at the same time.

oooo~

Xiaoke looked at the flaming lion, roared lowly, and a spark of fire ignited in his golden eyes.

The next second, the flame lion's limbs became weak, and great fear flashed in his eyes, and he lay directly on the ground and shivered.

Chen Jiaying: ? ? ?

Are you touching porcelain and falling down at a glance?

Chen Jiaying swallowed her saliva and showed a reluctant smile: "That, great genius, you misunderstood, I am not a thousand-faced thief."

Xiao Yao smiled slightly: "Isn't it ~www.mtlnovel.com~ when I get back..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a cold wind blowing from the back of his head.

Seeing this, Chen Jiaying's eyes flashed.

"As long as I subdue you, I have a chance to escape!"

To be on the safe side, she deliberately kept a hand when she summoned the war beast, and this latter hand was her hope for a comeback.

"Shadow Assassin, catch him for me!" Looking at the dark figure behind Xiao Yao, hope appeared in Chen Jiaying's eyes.

Boom~

In an instant, the golden holy flame burst open, and under Chen Jiaying's stunned expression, Xiao Yao stretched out one hand and grabbed the beast behind him.

"Shadow Assassin, interesting!"

Light laughter came into Chen Jiaying's ears, and Chen Jiaying's face became extremely pale against the background of the firelight.