Chapter 618: The Boy From Canaan

The money bag was forcibly taken away, Joan was taken aback, and suddenly realized that he was still careless - he was only on guard against the pickpocket in front of him, but unexpectedly there was a guy "pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger" behind him, so he suddenly said!

Important items and large checks were placed in Joan's personal storage bag, and the money bag that was just taken away contained the commission that Captain McQuay had paid him in advance. Although 50 gold coins is not a huge sum compared to his current net worth, he is a country boy who is used to living in poverty after all, so he can save even a single copper coin, let alone 50 gold coins.

Without thinking, Joan was about to chase after the guy pretending to be a drunk. The man who had tried to pickpocket him earlier became more energetic now, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, yelling in a serious manner: "Boy, why were you staring at me just now? Do you want to fight?"

Joan is not a fool. Now he can see that the two pickpockets are actually a team. The two cooperate with each other, cover each other, and set a trap for a foreigner like him. Now that one person steals and runs away, his accomplices deliberately find fault with him, trying to delay the time and prevent him from recovering the stolen purse.

Qiao An didn't want to be fooled again, so she tried her best to shake off the pickpocket, turned around and ran towards the opposite side of the street. The pickpocket who had just pretended to be a drunk had rushed to the opposite side of the street, disappeared into the alley with a flash of his back.

Qiao An hurriedly chased into the alley, but there was no pickpocket in front of him, and there were two beggars or drunks curled up in the messy alley. Seeing him running over in a hurry, one of them grinned at him, showing his yellow teeth, spread his palms, and made a blatant hint: "Young master, give me some wine money, and I'll tell you where Tony is hiding."

Hearing what he said inside and outside the meaning, Joan clearly recognized the guy who stole his purse. I wanted to pay money to find out the whereabouts of the pickpocket, but when I saw the treacherous face of the other party, which was covered with oil and dirt, I suddenly changed my mind.

The encounter just now has sounded the alarm for Joan, making him realize that the so-called "Free Port" is actually a lawless crime paradise, and street pickpockets are proficient in deception, not to mention the homeless begging in front of him.

Even if he paid the money, the other party might not tell the truth. He might be with the two pickpockets before, waiting for him here early, and carefully laying out a series of deceptions. If he was deceived, and he would be baffled after paying the money, then the loss would not only be the 50 Gold Duga!

Thinking of this, Joan became more vigilant, ignored the homeless man, and used his better method to track the pickpocket instead.

He took out a forked branch from the spell-casting material bag, and made a series of spell-casting gestures with his left hand, and the magic net distributed around the branch was turbulent.

"Tuv!"

Qiao An chanted the incantation of the 2-ring "object location technique", and at the same time silently recalled the appearance of the stolen money bag in her mind. The branch in her hand immediately felt a sense, and the branch deflected to the left and trembled.

Qiao An understood, quickened his pace and rushed out of the alley, and chased down the left fork without hesitation.

The tramp who tried to extort a bribe from Joan couldn't help but change his expression when he saw his spellcasting action. Watching Joan go away, he hesitated for a moment, then jumped up suddenly, and hurriedly chased after Joan's back.

With the navigation coordinates provided by the "item positioning technique", Qiao An was able to know the location of the pickpocket at any time, and soon found that the pickpocket had slowed down. It seemed that he thought he had thrown him away and could rest easy.

Joan ran along the street, saw the familiar figure from a distance in the crowd, and immediately quickened his pace to catch up. The pickpocket was very vigilant, and when he heard the hurried footsteps, he immediately turned his head to observe, and saw that Joan was chasing him, with an expression of disbelief on his face, he ran away.

The two fled and chased one after the other, attracting the attention of passers-by on the street. The pickpocket was obviously more familiar with the local environment. When running, he intentionally burrowed into places with dense traffic and complex terrain such as markets and alleys, trying to get rid of Joan.

However, no matter how he hides, Joan can always lock his position with magic and intercept the shortest path to chase him. If it weren't for being in a busy city, it would be inconvenient for passers-by to perform the "transformation technique", Qiao An would have turned into a hawk and flew directly over the head of the pickpocket.

The pickpocket ran wildly for a long time, panting heavily from exhaustion, instead of getting rid of Joan, the distance got closer and closer. The sense of crisis prompted him to look back frequently while running, and his face gradually became anxious.

Just as Joan was chasing the pickpocket, the door of a shop on the side of the road ahead opened, and a gorgeously dressed young man walked out, wearing a wide-brimmed hat with peacock feathers slanted on his head, and a dagger at his waist, with a red copper forged hilt at the end. Inlaid with an emerald the size of a thumb, it naturally exudes an indescribable exotic style in every gesture.

Seemingly aroused by the chase on the side of the road, the foreign boy stopped, turned his head and looked over, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his sharp gaze fell on the pickpocket running ahead, he saw that he was holding a purse in his hand, running At the same time, he looked back frequently, looking furtive, and guessed what was going on in his heart.

A mischievous smile appeared on the corner of the foreign boy's mouth, and he pretended to walk towards the pickpocket inadvertently. Just as he was about to pass by, he suddenly tripped him with his foot.

While escaping, the pickpocket had to look back to observe the owner. He never dreamed that someone tripped him halfway, and he fell on the spot, and the purse flew out of his hands.

The foreign boy had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed the purse before it hit the ground, weighed it casually, walked towards Qiao An, and returned the purse with a smile on his face.

"My friend, keep your purse safe, and don't be stolen by thieves again."

Qiao An quickly thanked him, and while taking the purse, he looked up and down at the kind-hearted man opposite him.

The other party looked about the same age as him, with a cute baby face and clear blue eyes that were unforgettable at first sight.

Joan also noticed that the young man always had a joking expression on his face, as if he was planning to play a prank, and his eyes were narrowed into a slit, like a cat taking a nap in the afternoon. Beautiful eyes.

"Thank you very much for helping me get back the purse. What's your address?" Out of politeness, Joan took the initiative to talk a little stiffly.

"My name is Holden. I'm from the Kingdom of Canaan. I just arrived in the New World by boat this morning. Freeport is my first stop. The atmosphere here really opened my eyes."

The squint-eyed boy shrugged exaggeratedly, and spoke with a strong hometown accent.