Chapter 517

He ran over him with his hands.

The thief immediately issued a wail, he angrily glared at Lanling, anyway, he is going to die, what are you afraid of, "what do you want to do?"

Lan Ling sneered, "is it you who hand over the money bag to me, or do I help you?"

"If you don't want to teach me, I'll only see one killing today."

Listening to this, the thief tentatively opened his mouth and asked, "that is to say, if the thing I stole from you is good for you, you will let me go?"

Lan Ling didn't answer this question. Instead, she counted down, "five, four..."

The thief always thinks that when he counts to one, his head will fall with him.

He quickly took out all the things he had stolen this morning. "These are for you. You let me go."

Lanling didn't take all of them, but took back her own -

it was a gold bag with dark lines, and the word "Lan" was embroidered on it.

This was made by Su Yao not long ago.

Lanling put the money bag away, and then looked at the others, found that they did not have their own good-looking.

However, we can't get rid of this thief. He wants to send the thief together with the money bags to the Yamen.

Lanling looked around, and then the line of sight fell on the belt on the thief.

He has his own belt, but he can't take it off, or his trousers will fall off.

In the thief's frightened eyes, Lanling untied his belt, tied his hands behind him with that belt, and then kicked him with his feet, "get up, or I'll drag you to go."

The thief almost cried out, "uncle, didn't you say you would let me go, what are you going to do?"

"Of course, I sent you to the yamen, so as not to have someone's things stolen by you." Lan Ling said.

This time the thief really cried out, "uncle, please do me a favor. Can't you let me go? I don't want to go to Yamen. The people in Yamen will kill me."

The old master of Qingtian in the Yamen is in charge of everything. All the people who have stolen money have reported there. He saw a group of officers and soldiers wandering in the street in civilian clothes a few days ago, just to catch the thieves.

And I heard that several of his colleagues had been arrested and locked up.

If he goes in, even if he doesn't die, he has to peel off his skin.

Lan Ling Cai doesn't care what kind of end this little thief will have after he is sent to Yamen. He is just going to do the way for heaven once. Who let this guy steal his head.

"If you don't get up, I'll kill you now!" Lan Ling kicked him a few feet again, "if you enter the yamen, or you can still have a few lines of vitality, but here in me, you will not even have a ray of vitality."

The thief thought about it carefully. The old master of Qingtian was a kind man. He pleaded for himself in the court at that time. Maybe he would be dismissed lightly.

It's better than dying at Lanling's hand.

However, what the thief doesn't know is that no matter how kind-hearted the Lord is, he will never let go of any criminal. His kindness is only aimed at those who have not made mistakes

Thinking of these, the thief quickly got up and even walked forward a few steps. "Let's go."

Lan Ling Mo Mo Mo, one hand picked up the money bags on the ground, the other hand to catch the thief, so as not to escape halfway.