Chapter 564: I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, let me come!

Chapter 564: I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, let me come!

The voice of the foreign monk was too loud, and the thief who was locking the car was shocked.

[Which **** scares me? The thief turned his head and hated it.

Then, he saw the strong physique of the foreign monk's polar bear, and the bald head that looked very shiny. Is this a humanoid tyrannosaurus?

The thief suddenly swallowed his mouth.

But he immediately turned his face and put on a fierce face, and he threatened the foreign monk: "Bad, don't worry about anything! Otherwise, give you a knife!"

This year, he must be murderous. When you are fierce, others are afraid of you!

But this trick is not effective every time...

"Door, are you going to know that you have not changed?" The foreign monk sighed, and he held a shackle in one hand and the other hand in his robes.

Then, the foreign monk made a bodybuilder's arm movement, the muscles on the right arm bulged, and each muscle had a blue vein.

Foreign monk and good deeds: "The donor, this is the right arm of the poor who has been single for thirty-six years. If you still know what is wrong, the old man will let you taste the power of this right arm."

He is a single man with a right arm for thirty-six years. He is powerful and has a thief's thigh thick!

The thief is sure that if the other party is over, he will be able to kill himself.

So, he is soft - yes, if you are fierce, others will be afraid of you. When the foreign monk is fierce, the thief is afraid.

"You remembered me, the next time I let me meet, see if I don't find a brother to abolish you!" The thief put down his words and was trying to stand up and run away.

But at this moment, a very powerful arm, grabbed his collar at once and referred him to midair.

"Oh ah." The thief screamed, and he turned his head and looked at it. It was the owner Zhou Li who was holding him!

Just a foreign monk screamed and shocked Zhou Li - the thief? He bought a new electric car, and even a thief patronizes?

Damn, today, I won’t be able to recognize you even if your mother can’t recognize it. I won’t be surnamed Zhou!

Zhou Li flew upstairs - he had a fire in his heart for two days!

Now the thief is hitting his gun.

He will use his fist to sneak a face and let the thief know his anger.

"Kid, is that you want to steal my car?" Zhou Li sneered, he clenched his right fist. This is a terrible fist. If you come to the face, you can punch the thief into a flesh and blood, then Concussion hospitalization!

The thief's face suddenly became pale. This week, Li Li looked like a man with brute force. When he punched down, he felt that he must be embarrassed, and he might become a fool for the rest of his life.

"Eat me a punch!" Zhou Li waved a hateful punch!

"Ah, ah." The thief blocked his face with his hands and showed a soft shape.

"The donor is slow!"

Just as Zhou Li’s fist was about to hit the thief’s face, suddenly, a strong arm caught Zhou’s fist!

Zhou Li only feels his own arm, and it is caught by steel clamps.

He looked angrily at the owner of the arm, the great foreign monk of Tuen Mun.

"Master?" Zhou Li wondered why the master blocked him?

"This donor, you can't beat him." The foreign monk was flat.

"Why? Do you want to cover the thief?" Zhou Li snarled!

The most annoying thing about him is this kind of old lady, who feels that he has to cover up. Regardless of whether the other party is good or evil, it must be shielded. It is because of this stupidity that forces the Virgin and the good old man, and there are more and more wicked talents in this society, and more and more arrogant!

"No, barrenness is not to cover the thief." The foreign monk smiled slightly and said: "It’s just the donor. If you punch this, the thin thief will be seriously injured, and the concussion is inevitable!"

"How about that?!" Zhou Li said, what he wants is to make this awkward!

"In that case... you have to pay a huge price for the donor. According to the law, even if he is a thief, if you hurt him and cause serious injuries, you still need to be sentenced. In serious cases, you may even need to sentence it to three years or so. The thief, at most, only used ten days of detention. With your three years, ten days of detention for a thief, is it worthwhile?" The foreign monk is calm - although this is not very good, but he is telling the truth. .

Zhou Li: "..."

Why is this master so familiar with the law?

"Then what should I do? Is this the thief just like this?" Zhou Li gritted his teeth.

The thief suddenly brightened his eyes. This is really a mountain of water and no doubt.

"The donor can send him to the police station!" The foreign monk clasped his hands.

Sending a thief to the police station is not afraid, it is not a matter of five days and ten days, just take a vacation!

"But then I am not willing to be in my heart." Zhou Li gritted his teeth.

"If this is the case... hand it over to the poor to deal with it." The foreign monk still clasped his hands and looked compassionate: "I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?"

Then, the foreign monk took the thief from Zhou Li’s hands.

Zhou Li wondered: "How do masters deal with this thief? Is the master going to turn him?"

I saw the foreign monk raise the thief in one hand, and then extended his three-seven-year-old stout arm. Oh no, it’s thirty-six years.

"Since the resentment in the heart of the donor can't be flat, then the resentment in your heart will be flattered by poverty. In this world, there is a sleepy fruit, and 'karma retribution' is not unreported, but time is not up. This time, The inferiority has broken this cause and effect!" The master looked at the righteousness and continued. "Since you are going to be sent to prison, you will go in from poverty! Isn't it a prison for three years? It will pass in a blink of an eye." ”

After all, the foreign monk looked compassionate.

Zhou Li: "Hey?"

"..." Thief: "Don't!" Mom, this foreign monk has a pit! He has vaguely guessed what the big monk wants to do!

But, late!

The next moment, a terrible fist has slammed on the thief.

The strength on the fist is comparable to that of a bull!

Hey, the thief feels his bones are broken.

Even the internal organs may be injured, and there is no doubt that it is seriously injured... Maybe it is the kind of sudden death.

"Ah, ah, ah." The thief made a tragic cry, and the whole person was pale and cold. He was physically weak, and how was it so painful?

Tema's, the power of this punch is simply breaking the table.

It is better to let the owner slap him a slap. The angry car owner is the most savage, he is seriously injured, but this foreign monk punches, it is almost his life.

Dead, dying.

After the thief was finished, the foreign monk identified his injury.

"Not much more, just two serious injuries!" The foreign monk nodded with satisfaction, then he took out the phone and dialed 110.

"Ah, ah." The scream of the thief turned into the background of the foreign monk BGM.

The owner of the car Zhou Li has been forced, and he feels that his brain memory is not enough.

"Hey, is it 110? I have to report a policeman. I caught a thief here."

"Yes, a thief who is going to steal an electric car. I have to come over and take him away. Yes, there was something unexpected in the process of catching the thief."

"Well, yes, it’s too heavy. I made the thief seriously injured. The level of serious injury at level 2 may be heavier. According to the law, I may have to be sentenced to three years!"

"Hey? I am not kidding, it is true! You will come to see it and you will know. I really can't take pictures of the thief for you to see. Second-level serious injury, now still in my hands cold sweat. You are sending people here, will I caught the thief."

"No kidding, I am telling the truth. I am a monk, so I know something about the injury. So I can tell that he has been seriously injured in the second grade. Really, I am a monk, the monk does not swear! You listen, the scream of the thief is still crying, 'Ah, ah', the voice of the cry!"

"..."

After a while, the foreign monk smiled and hanged the phone: "110 does not seem to believe me, thinking that I am harassing the phone, but also warned me that if I call again to hinder their work, I will be fined 200 yuan. ”

Zhou Li: "..."

"No matter what, save me, save me, ah ah." The thief said painfully, anyway, send me to the hospital first? He always feels that his internal organs are bleeding, and he will die for a long time.

"Really, there is no way." The foreign monk picked up the thief and asked Zhou Li: "The donor, where is the nearest police station?"

Zhou Li stayed in the direction of pointing.

"Thank you, the donor, I went to the police station with the thief. After all, it is illegal to make a serious injury, even if he is a thief. This is also the main thing to keep in mind. Don't be impulsive in doing things later." The foreign monk put his hands together and then stalked the thief away.

Zhou Li: "..."

In this way, the foreign monk stalked the thief and gradually drifted away.

"First, send me to the hospital, ah, ah, pain, die." The thief on his shoulder made a desperate voice.

"No, the poor will make you a serious injury. We must first go to the police station to record a statement." The foreign monk is soft.

"If you don't record it, you don't have to record any confession. As long as you send me to the hospital, everything is fine." The thief cried, crying especially sad.

"No, you have committed the crime of stealing. You must first detain for ten days." The foreign monk is serious.

The thief is completely desperate, and this big monk is really stupid!

In order to shut himself up for ten days, I have to pay for his own three years?

There are many pits in this brain!

This Tema is a neuropathy!

Huh? wait!

The thief suddenly thought of a terrible thing.

Neuropathy?

Lying, neurotic murder is not necessary to sentence, right? The thief was really scared this time.

If you are really dead in the middle of the road because of injury, this stupid monk will not be penalized, and he will be admitted to a psychiatric hospital at most.

In the air, Song Shuhang’s ghosts silently watched the passing of things.

The ‘the light of merit’ in the foreign monk’s body is a little thicker...