The man with two mustaches pulled him aside and warned him, "I told you, even those F-rank beast masters are not something you can just touch!"

The boy lowered his head, making it difficult to see his expression: "I understand."

"Keep your head up." The man with two mustaches looked at the approaching subway and said, "Keep working."

Qiao Sang walked into the carriage with Gangbao.

"Next stop, Terry Station."

The broadcast sounded and the carriage closed.

Qiao Sang found a seat and sat down.

Gangbao was there with the other passengers, so they kept a distance from her.

Beastmasters are not rare, but the passengers on this subway basically come from the Zuopang District. Most of them are ordinary people who go to Youpang City to work hard every day. They are used to keeping a distance from beastmasters.

Suddenly, a thin figure sat down next to her.

Qiao Sang lowered his head and scrolled through his phone, not paying any attention.

She is currently checking her Moments.

The last time she posted the admission letter from the Imperial Beast Taming Academy on her Moments, apart from relatives and some people she added by chance, there were no messages from her former classmates. She thought it was because they hadn't been in touch for too long and their feelings had faded. Now, seeing the dense replies, she realized that today was a double day off and everyone had just received their phones.

What poor high school students... Qiao Sang felt sympathy for a second for the students who still had to hand in their phones on time for class.

[Where did you find this picture? It looks pretty similar. ]

[If I hadn’t known you were a poor student, I would have almost believed it. ]

[How about the pets of Chaoxiuxing? Do you want to contract one? ]

[Wow! You actually posted on Moments! But what the hell did you post? ]

[Please give me the original picture. I also want to photoshop an admission letter with my name on it! ]

[So the Imperial Beast Taming Academy's admission letter looks like this, I've learned something new, but now I'm concerned about another thing, why can you play with your phone?! ]

Qiao Sang looked at the replies below and a smile appeared on his face.

"Steel Guard!"

At this moment, Gangbao suddenly flew his wings over Qiao Sang's knees and pressed hard on her other pocket.

Qiao Sang felt the movement, looked down, and found that Gangbao was holding down a hand that was in her pocket.

No way... Qiao Sang turned his head and saw a face that was not particularly unfamiliar.

He had brown hair, a thin face and looked malnourished. He was the boy who had stolen the stone not long ago.

Good man, it's you again. You just want to take advantage of her, right... Qiao Sang's mouth twitched subconsciously.

She didn't expect that even though she had specially summoned Gangbao beside her in addition to Yabao, there was still someone who was targeting her.

And it was the same person twice, which is simply too much.

Could it be that she looks like someone who is easy to steal? "Gangbao, don't let him get away." Qiao Sang said, pulling out his cell phone to call the police.

Originally, she thought the guy was young and didn't want to waste his time, but she didn't expect that he would steal from her twice in a row.

She changed her subway route this time, but it was outrageous that she still ran into him. This guy is definitely a repeat offender and must be sent to the police station for a good lesson.

"Ya Ya!"

Without waiting for Gangbao to answer, Yabao put its paw on the boy's hand and called out, indicating that it was OK and would never let this guy escape!

"Steel Guard."

Gang Bao nodded and retracted his wings.

It is now sitting on the other side of its own beastmaster, and it is quite inconvenient to press it like this.

Yabao is now in a smaller state, and his paws are also pitifully small. He looks soft and cute, and has no deterrent power at all.

But the boy seemed to be frightened and his hands did not move.

Qiao Sang just thought that the boy still remembered how Yabao looked when he grew bigger, and knew that he couldn't escape.

"Please don't call the police!" A voice suddenly sounded in front.

Qiao Sang raised his head and looked carefully, and found that it was a man wearing black, about thirty years old, with a mustache.

"My child is still young. Can you let him go this time? I will discipline him well." The man said sincerely.

After saying that, he slapped the boy hard on the head and said sternly: "Hurry up and apologize to the beastmaster!"

Master Beastmaster... Qiao Sang was stunned for a moment.

To be honest, this was the first time she heard someone call her that...

The boy was silent for a moment and whispered, "I'm sorry."

The passengers around looked over.

Seeing that Qiao Sang did not respond for a while, some passengers with overflowing saintly hearts could not help but speak up:

"Forget it, he's still a child."

"Let him go home and be beaten by his family. I believe that after this time, he will never dare to do it again."

"His father is here, he will never do it again."

The vast majority of people present were ordinary people. They envied the Beast Tamer, but they also had a natural empathy for ordinary people like them. Seeing that the Beast Tamer was just a young child, they all stood on the same side.

Others just don't care and don't want to get involved in the trouble.

Seeing so many people speaking up for him, the man with the mustache thought the matter was almost over, so he reached out to pull the boy back.

"tooth!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Yabao bared his teeth and showed a ferocious expression.

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The mustache-wearing man was startled and pulled his hand back stiffly.

He remembered how the pet had grown bigger.

It is about three meters tall and takes up almost half of the carriage, which is quite terrifying.

The people around them also fell silent. The premise for their united front was that the Beast Tamer remained silent and did not express any anger. Once the Beast Tamer or her pet made any move, they dared not speak.

"We're at Terry Station. Please take your belongings and prepare to get off the bus." The voice of the broadcast sounded at this time.

Qiao Sang ignored everyone, reached out and grabbed the boy, stood up and walked out of the car, while speaking to the phone that had just been connected:

"Someone stole something from me on the subway, I'm at Terry Station now..."

The boy was pulled silently without any resistance.

The mustache-wearing man looked at the boy's back angrily, struggled for a moment, and chose not to follow him.

The carriage is closed.

His son was taken away, but he didn't follow... Everyone looked at the man with strange eyes.

The man with the mustache ignored everyone's gazes, took out his cell phone and dialed a number: "Is Mr. Finn at Terry Station now?"

…

Terry Station.

Qiao Sang dropped the boy's hand and said, "He didn't catch up."

Just now when the other party was saying sorry, she felt that his hand in her pocket had written two words: [Save me]

The boy turned around, confirmed that the man really hadn't caught up with him, and said from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you!"

Then he thought of something and asked, "Did you really call the police just now?"

Qiao Sang nodded: "I have reported it."

At first, she did want the boy to be educated by the police, but later she thought that if he did not lie to her, it would be good for him to tell the police the whole story when they came.

"That's good." The boy breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed like he really hoped the police would come... Qiao Sang asked, "Can you tell me what's going on?"

The boy was silent for a moment, then said, "I can tell you, can you stay with me until the police come?"

Otherwise, I was the one who called the police... Qiao Sang said "hmm".

"Ya Ya!"

At this time, Yabao bared his teeth and yelled.

Qiao Sang's heart moved, and he said with a smile: "Let's change places first."

What? The boy was stunned.

"Little treasure hunt." Qiao Sang said, looking at the air beside him.

"Search~"

Little Xunbao appeared, his eyes glowing blue.

The boy was startled, and before he could react, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes.

The next second, the ground where the boy had originally stood began to ripple with soft, ochre-colored ripples. Wherever the ripples passed, the hard areas quickly turned into sand.

A middle-aged man wearing a black round hat walked out from behind a column not far away and frowned, saying, "Space movement..."

(End of this chapter)