Chapter 783：

Grabbing his collar, he said angrily: "Nonsense, just now you caused a panic in the crowd and hit me, and then my wallet and thief were lost."

As he said, he stared at him, began to scan up and down, and said coldly: "Give me quickly, or I will call the police!"

How much money is in his wallet is not the most important thing. In addition to some of his identity information, there are other things, some more precious and important things to him...!

The person caught by him also looked angry and aggressive: "I didn't steal it, don't believe you search!"

As soon as he said this, the crowd of onlookers immediately watched the scene as if they were watching a good show.

Why, is this thief dead duck? Or did you catch the wrong person?

In the crowd, a slender figure stood in it, dressed in black, with shoulder-length, jet-black hair under the fisherman's hat.

She looked at that scene, her eyes twinkling slightly.

Cheng Dongyuan didn't have any ink stains. After he caught a sneer under his eyes, he directly asked him to search himself.

Be sure that the loss of your own things is related to this person.

While turning over his clothes, the man took off his jacket, deliberately cursing, "I don't have anything here. You are infringing on my privacy. You have to pay me spiritual compensation!"

He really didn't have anything on his body, so now he turned it around and grabbed Cheng Dongyuan's clothes and asked him to compensate him.

Cheng Dongyuan's face suddenly turned blue, and his temples suddenly jumped with anger.

His things were obviously a ghost he had stolen from him, but it wasn't on his body, but on whose body it was!

Obviously, these people are all in the same group.

He listened to the noise in his ears and looked at the people around him. Just when his brain was about to burst due to the noise, he suddenly saw a tall and thin figure wearing glasses in the crowd.

He saw the mocking curve of the man's lips.

Suddenly, Cheng Dongyuan remembered that when he was going to buy something, a man standing next to him was tall and thin, wearing glasses, and a little gentle.

He was a person who directly and passively hit himself, making him think that they were all victims.

The next second, the two eyes met.

The man with glasses condensed his lips with a smile, and then quickly turned to leave.

Cheng Dongyuan gritted his teeth slightly, and quickly got rid of the people around him and chased after him in spite of him: "It's you--! Stop me with glasses!"

The crowd hurriedly stepped aside, letting him pass quickly.

No matter what, everyone can see that this person's things were indeed stolen.

The man with glasses left quickly, but the opponent was flexible and moved quickly. He saw the opponent disappear before a corner--

Among the people beside, someone suddenly stretched out a foot...!

The lanky man with glasses ran away anxiously, how could he notice his feet, and he flew out like a dog eating shit...!

As a result, he even flew out with a black-brown leather wallet and fell to the ground.

He hurriedly went up to pick it up when he saw it, but when he was about to touch it, he had a plain white hand and picked it up first.

"Hey, who is—"

As soon as the thin man looked up, he ran into a woman wearing a fisherman's hat and mask, only revealing a pair of light brown eyes.

She is not very old, but she has a sense of aging.