famous eldest daughter

Chapter 640 Stone San
"What an unexpected encounter!" Zhou Bingde heard this and immediately refused, "Don't you fucking act like this here, just tell me what you will do when you see my young lady!"

That person had worked with Zhou Bingde for more than a day and a half, and knew his temperament. Seeing this, he knew in his heart that if the purpose was not told to him, he would be determined not to agree.

But that reason... He shook his head silently in his heart, how could he say it!
Immediately, he hummed, "I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup you were given. You didn't talk about our friendship for so many years! Look at me, you came to ask me for help, but I didn't even ask a question." , I agreed directly, this is what I call brotherly loyalty!"

Her face was full of resentment, like a little daughter-in-law who had been bullied.

Zhou Bingde looked at it and burst into laughter.

"You bastard is here to make trouble for me!" Glancing at him, he got up from the grand master's chair with a smile, and said: "I have to go back to my life, I don't have time to grind my teeth here with you kid, hurry up, give me something .”

The man angrily took out a smelly little cloth bag from his arms and threw it to Zhou Bingde from a distance, "Won't your conscience hurt if you treat me like this?"

Continue to look resentful.

"It hurts!" Zhou Bingde raised his hand and caught the small cloth bag without looking at what was inside, and said, "You are responsible for taking care of the tail following me outside."

As he spoke, Zhou Bingde quickly took off the dirty robe that was stained by Miao Er's blood, and threw it to the person opposite, "Take off your robe and give it to me!"

He spoke in a confident and confident tone as if that person was his servant.

After being ordered by Zhou Bingde, the man sighed, took off his clothes and handed them to Zhou Bingde to put on, while muttering, "You are really my uncle!"

Zhou Bingde smiled and said nothing, quickly put on his clothes, and then said: "Why do you want to see my lady if you really don't tell me?"

The man pursed his lips and shook his head, a look of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, then disappeared suddenly, shaking his head and said: "If you don't help me, I have my own way."

Miao Er smiled, pointed to the door, and said: "Then you are so stupid, hurry up and lead that person away so that I can leave!"

"..."

He glared at Zhou Bingde with resentment again. The man's face was filled with hatred. He walked towards the door and said, "Does your conscience really not hurt?"

Zhou Bingde had a smile on his lips, his eyes flashed, and he said nothing.

He waited until the man left the house for about a cup of tea before he stepped forward and left.

Walking in a hurry, this time we went straight to the Chinan Marquis Mansion.

The man who was summoned as a servant by Zhou Bingde last night was named Shi San, whom Zhou Bingde had befriended when he was a hunter.

From the moment we met to the present day, it takes at least seven or eight years.

He is a famous thief in Kyoto and is known as the third quickest thief.

He is a master of martial arts and steals skills in a cunning way.

Whatever he likes, as long as he takes action, he will succeed.

In order to capture him, the Criminal Department and Jing Zhaoyin had offered a reward as high as [-] silver, but after several years, they still found nothing.

Who would have thought that this thief, who gave the imperial court officials such headaches, would live comfortably in Jingxi Hutong!
When Zhou Bingde first married Shi San, he didn't have such great ability, but he was still a half-baked thief who had just lost his master.

That was eight years ago.

On that day, Zhou Bingde resisted the newly hunted roe deer to deliver to a restaurant in the famous Zhenweifang in Kyoto. The things were delivered, the money was collected, and he was returning home. people.

He couldn't help being attracted to it.

Squeezing through the noisy crowd, I saw at a glance a child about twelve or thirteen years old who was being kicked and punched by four or five big men.

Cursing in his mouth, "You are a dirty thing. You stole something from your uncle, but you didn't open your dog eyes to take a look. Your uncle's body is not allowed to be touched by your dog paws."

"Damn thing, I can't stop hitting your legs today!"

……

His thin body was huddled tightly, and his face was rubbed on the ground. The blood was mixed with dust and turned into blood mud. It was a black mass, and it was stuck on his face, making it impossible to distinguish his appearance.

Seeing this, Zhou Bingde's heart skipped a few beats immediately, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his eyes trembled.

Just last year, a kid next door to his house, who was also twelve or thirteen years old, resisted the family's food and went to the city to sell it. Because he was so hungry that he couldn't help it, he stole a few steamed buns and was beaten to death.

He didn't see this with his own eyes, he only heard it mentioned by his hunting companions, but he almost watched the child grow up, and suddenly he was beaten to death for a few steamed buns. Zhou Bingde was very depressed about this. half a year.

Seeing this scene at this moment, how could I not be moved.

Just as his thoughts were wandering, he heard the big men say in his ears: "This kid steals things with his claws. It's a waste to keep all his fingers. It's better to chop off one of his fingers and let him steal again."

Someone else said, "What are you doing after chopping it off? It's so boring to chop him down and say nothing more! Why don't you tie his fingers with a thin string and hang him to the corridor, so that you and I can have a good time watching!"

His words were immediately echoed by his companions, and even the onlookers began to make a commotion, not feeling sorry for the child, but full of excitement and anticipation for what was about to happen next.

Standing in the crowd, Zhou Bingde felt his blood boil all over his body, but the boiling blood was as cold as frost, making him tremble all over.

Seeing that he had done well, the big men found a thin thread and tied it to his left index finger. The thin thread passed over the beam under the corridor, and with a strong tug, his thin body was suspended in the air.

All the strength of his body was concentrated on the suspended index finger, and the bloody mud on his face was immediately washed away by the sweat dripping from his forehead and cheeks, forming mottled patterns on his face.

He clenched his teeth, and his face was obviously distorted in pain, but he didn't even make a sound.

A pair of bright black eyes gleaming with stubborn light. He looked like that, even if he died, he would never say a word.

Because of the severe pain, he was shaking all over.

His little face was white with sweat, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding from his hard bite. He almost fainted and was almost unconscious.

Zhou Bingde's heart ached and he couldn't stand it any longer, so he immediately took a few steps to walk in front of him.

Bend your knees slightly, squat slightly, and place your shoulders at his feet.

Because of Zhou Bingde's support, the heart-breaking pain suddenly disappeared. His blurred eyes suddenly lit up, and he regained consciousness. He lowered his head and looked at his feet. When he saw Zhou Bingde's coarse cloth shoulders, his eyes trembled!
Zhou Bingde's sudden appearance made the big man on the side suddenly angry.

But before they could speak, Zhou Bingde carried him on his back and said, "How much money has he stolen from you? I will make up for it twice as much. You let him go."

(End of this chapter)