Chapter 101: Secret Stash of Money

In the crowd, a young man with dyed-yellow hair was rubbing his arm. He'd tried to pickpocket an inattentive middle-aged man.

But he was caught red-handed and slapped hard on the arm, almost shouting out in pain.

"Damn it, I met a tough guy this time. Could he be a fighter?" He cursed the man in his mind while also feeling relieved that the man hadn't pursued the matter further and only gave him a warning.

Anyway, it was time to board the bus.

There was really no time to waste.

That's why petty thieves like him liked to gather at bus stations. Even if they are caught, the victims might not necessarily take them to task due to their tight schedules.

The dyed-yellow hair young man surveyed the crowd, trying to find his next target.

Suddenly, his body trembled, and his limbs became extremely heavy.

It was as if he was carrying the weight of several people on his body.