Thieves And Beggars Novels & Stories

“I know him by reputation.” “And what’s that?” “Do you know the phrase, honor among thieves?” I nodded. “Sure, always sounded like bullshit.” “I think supposedly lived like that. He’s an honorable thief, or as much as that sort of thing can exist these days. He steals from the rich.” “And gives to the poor?” I said, finishing the phrase. She laughed. “Oh, god, no, I’m sure he keeps it all for himself.” I laughed with her. “Still, that’s not the impression I get from him.”

He pushed the door open as soon as what was a slight drizzle escalated into an angry downpour, accompanied by heavy gusts of wind. Curse that lying little forecast, Kiara cursed. Their shoes were dampened in the time spent while breaking the lock, and they dragged their feet into the castle-like house, as Kiara thought. "Just don't say a damn word and follow me." Kal whispered as they began to trot across the vertical length of the wide space. It was wide enough to host a small ball, although a lot darker than the night outside. It felt polished, although empty. It seemed to lack the presence of a life besides the two 'thieves' dressed in cheap clothing. As it should, it didn't look like any

It turned out that not only did Norton have a stronghold of Disneyland, but he also had operated several similar venues which were especially used for abducting children. And, he was not the head of this human trafficking organization. On the contrary, he was just a small person-in-charge at the bottom. This human trafficking organzation had a name that most people heard of—the Beggar Gang! However, it was different from the Beggar Gang in the Condor Heroes. This Beggar Gang was truly a tumor to the society and the scum of the world. They stole children to brainwash, discipline them strictly and let them experience all kinds of inhumane torture…

They stared at me a little surprised but they kept their composure just like nothing happened. I checked their nametags and "Hi, Brittany and Carol, nice to see you two," I sounded in a gentle manner "Don't worry I will never ever be his whore," I winked at them and showed my mischievous smile. They weren't able to reply and I couldn't tell if their faces were pissed or embarrassed. Well, that was fun! ***

Their armor is dark, their weapons gleaming under the faint sunlight filtering through the trees. They don’t look like ordinary warriors. They look like executioners. One of them—a massive man with scars running down his arms and a cruel smirk curling his lips—steps forward, holding my bag of gold in one hand like it weighs nothing. “You’re a bunch of filthy thieves,” he sneers, his voice dripping with disgust. “Tell me, where did you get this?” “It—it’s ours!” one of the rogues stammers, the man with a patchy beard and missing teeth. “A gift! We didn’t steal it, we swear!”

That was so far from the truth. The truth was so much worse. I couldn’t tell her, I couldn’t tell her that I was a thief, a cheap, petty burglar that preyed on rich people’s empty homes. Seth was the person who brought it up first. He said he had a couple guys who made it big, robbing the houses up on the estate hill and they were looking to expand their business, he said I could get a cut of the profits if I just joined them in running their grifts.

They are all happy but it was not still enough however they are not the only group who are stealing as they are all in one big group to survive in this city. In short, they are those that you called thugs, the young thugs. Thugs are everywhere in the city causing troubles and problems for others. But the people can't do anything as they are always getting away even with polices chasing them. You can tell that they are all experienced as they are all perfectly synch to their groups like fishes swimming in groups to avoid predators. "Let's go meet at the meeting!" "Aight." It was still noon that day and they are already planning to meet up with their other groups.

And to avoid getting lost, Giovanni decided to follow them from behind. He can't help but look around. He's too fascinated by the colorful surroundings, and lively music. Until he came by the end of the street, and see someone who is he looking for. His father— with the bandits. They are known for being a group of thieves. Their clothes were dirty, carried many knives, and they looked disgusting. But his eyes grew wide as he saw how they broke the colorful decorations. They also knocked down the carts, and forced the sellers to give up their earnings.

Child trafficking was a serious crime, and in serious cases, the criminal could be sentenced to death. Qin Haodong really didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he directly used his Mind-manipulating. "Honestly, where did the boy come from?" With a flash of confusion in his eyes, the squat man answered, "I asked my people to steal him..." Soon the guy got all the facts straight. They belonged to a gang that lived by begging and called themselves the Beggar Gang. The squat man was the boss, with dozens of members. These people had a clear division of labor, some begging for money, some stealing, and some acting as thugs.

I looked up and nodded. “I’ll behave.” I sighed and he smiled. That strange something inside me stirred again and when he touched me to remove my bounds it felt as if I had been woken from a dream. As we stepped outside, I have to admit I was pleasantly surprised to find people talking and laughing as they moved around what seemed like a square of some kind. I turned to look at the place we had just left and it was a fairly primitive building, but it was beautiful. Fynn explained that they were a simple group of people. Farmers mostly, which was pretty weird since I knew they were beasts. I knew he was the leader but people spoke to him as if he was just one of them. One of the first things