Chapter 564 of the text I don't go to hell Who goes to hell, let me come!

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

[Which bastard scared me?] The thief turned his head in hatred.

Then, he saw the strong physique of the foreign monk like a polar bear, and the bald head that looked very shiny, this is a humanoid tyrannosaurus, right?

The thief swallowed secretly.

But he immediately turned pale and put on a fierce face, and threatened the foreign monk in a loud voice: "Bald, don't meddle in your business! Otherwise, I will give you a knife!"

In these years, those who do his job must be fierce. If you are fierce, others will be afraid of you!

But this trick doesn't work every time......

"Donor, are you going to know your mistakes and not change them?" said the foreign monk in a deep voice, holding a bowl in one hand and revealing the other hand from the monk's robe.

Then, the foreign monk made a bodybuilder's arm raising motion, and the muscles on his right arm bulged one by one, and there were green tendons on each muscle.

The foreign monk said kindly: "Donor, this is the right arm of the poor monk who has been single for thirty-six years, if you still know your mistakes and do not change them, the old man will let you taste the power of this right arm." ”

His right arm, who has been single for thirty-six years, is powerful, and his forearm is as thick as a thief's thigh!

The thief was sure that if the other party came with a punch, he would be able to beat himself half to death.

So, he relented - yes, if you are fierce, others will be afraid of you. As soon as the foreign monk is fierce, the thief is afraid.

"You remember it for me, if I meet it next time, see if I don't look for my brother to abolish you!" the thief put down his cruel words and was about to get up and run away.

But at this moment, a very powerful arm grabbed him by the collar and lifted him into the air.

"Ahhh The thief exclaimed, he turned his head to see that it was the owner Zhou Li who grabbed him!

The roar of the foreign monk just now startled Zhou Li - thief?

Damn, if I don't beat you up today to the point where you can't even recognize your mother, I won't be surnamed Zhou!

Zhou Li rushed down from the upper floor--he had been holding back an evil fire in his heart for the past two days!

Now, the thief was hitting him on the muzzle of his gun.

He wants to use his fist to slap the thief's face and let the thief know his anger.

"Boy, are you trying to steal my car?" Zhou Li sneered, he clenched his right fist, this is a terrible fist, if it comes towards the face, one punch can hit the thief until the flesh and blood are blurred, and then he will be hospitalized with a concussion!

The thief's face suddenly turned pale, this Zhou Li looked like a person with brute strength, after this punch, he felt that he would definitely kneel, maybe he would become a fool in the second half of his life.

"Eat me with a punch!" Zhou Li threw a hateful punch!

"Ahhh The thief covered his face with both hands, showing weakness.

"Donor, slow!"

Just when Zhou Li's fist was about to hit the thief's face, suddenly, a strong arm grabbed Zhou Li's fist!

Zhou Li only felt that his arm was caught by steel pliers, and he couldn't move!

He looked angrily at the owner of the arm, a foreign monk with a loud voice.

"Master?" Zhou Li wondered, why did this master stop him?

"This benefactor, you can't hit him. Monk Yang said plainly.

"Why, master, do you want to shield this thief?" Zhou Li roared angrily!

What he is most tired of is this kind of good old man of the virgin type, feeling that he has to cover everything. No matter whether the other party is good or evil, you must cover up without brains. It is because of this kind of stupid * forced Virgin Mary that there are more and more evil people in this society, and they are becoming more and more arrogant!

"No, the poor monk is not trying to shield this thief. Monk Yang smiled slightly and said, "It's just that this donor, if you punch down, this thin thief will be seriously injured, and concussion is inevitable!"

"So what?!" Zhou Li said angrily, what he wants is to beat this girl into a stupid *fucker!

"In that case...... Donor, you have to pay a huge price. According to the law, even if he is a thief, if you injure him and cause serious injuries, you still need to be sentenced. In the case of strict zhòng, it may even be possible to sentence him to about three years. And the thief, at most, is only detained for ten days. Is it worth exchanging your three years for a thief's ten-day detention?" Monk Yang said calmly - although this is very unpleasant, what he said is the truth.

Zhou Li: "......"

Why does this master know so much about the law?

"Then what should I do? Do I just let this thief go?" Zhou Li gritted his teeth.

The thief's eyes lit up suddenly, this is really a village with no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright!

"The donor can send him to the police station!" said Monk Yang with his hands together.

The thief who sent it to the police station is not afraid, isn't it just a five-day and ten-day lock-up, and it should be a vacation!

"But I'm not willing to do that. Zhou Li gritted his teeth and said.

"In that case...... Leave it to the poor monk to deal with. The foreign monk still clasped his hands together and looked compassionate: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Then, Monk Yang took the thief from Zhou Li's hands.

Zhou Li was puzzled: "How is the master going to deal with this thief?

I saw Monk Yang hold up the thief with one hand, and then stretched out his thick arm that had been single for thirty-seven years. Oh no, it's thirty-six years.

"Since the resentment in your heart cannot be calmed by the donor, then let the poor monk settle the resentment in your heart! In this world, there are difficulties and results, and 'karma' is not retribution, but the time has not yet come. This time, it will be up to the poor monk to determine the cause and effect this time!" The master looked righteous and awe-inspiring, and continued: "Since you are going to be sent to prison, let the poor monk go in! Isn't it just three years of prison? ”

After that, the foreign monk looked compassionate.

Zhou Li: "What?"

"......" thief: "Don't!" "Damn, this foreign monk has a hole in his brain! He has already vaguely guessed what this big monk wants to do!"

But, it's late!

The next moment, a terrible fist had already hit the thief's body.

The strength of that fist is comparable to a brute bull strike!

Click, the thief felt his bones shatter.

Even the internal organs may have been injured, no doubt serious...... Maybe it's the dying kind.

"Ahh The thief let out a miserable cry, and his whole face turned pale and he broke out in a cold sweat. He was already thin and weak, how could he suffer so much?

Tema's, the power of this punch is simply off the charts.

It's better to let the owner beat him up, the angry car owner will seriously injure him at most, but this foreign monk punched him, it was like killing him.

Dead, going to die.

After beating the thief, Monk Yang examined his injuries.

"No more, no less, just a second-degree serious injury!" Monk Yang nodded with satisfaction, and then, he took out his phone and dialed 110.

"Ahhhhh The thief's screams turned into the background BGM of the foreign monk.

The owner of the car, Zhou Li, was already confused, and he felt that his brain memory module was a little insufficient.

"Hey, is it 110? I'm going to call the police. I caught a thief on my side. ”

"Yes, a thief who is ready to steal an electric car. Please come over and take him away. By the way, something happened in the process of catching the thief. ”

"Well, yes, it was too bad, and I beat that thief to the point where I was badly injured. Cheng Dù, who was seriously injured in the second degree, may be more serious. According to the law, I may be sentenced to three years!"

"What? I'm not kidding, it's true! No, I'll take a picture of the thief to show you. The second-degree serious injury is still in a cold sweat in my hands. Send someone and take me and the thief away." ”

"No kidding, I'm telling the truth. I'm a monk, so I know a little bit about injuries. So I can tell he's seriously injured in the second degree. Truly, I'm a monk, and the monks don't speak! Listen, the thief's screams are still screaming, 'Ahhhhh

“......”

After a while, Monk Yang hung up the phone with a wry smile: "110 doesn't seem to believe my words, thinks I'm harassing the phone, and warns 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. The thief said bitterly, "Anyway, take me to the hospital first?" He always felt that his internal organs were bleeding, and he would die if he delayed for a long time.

"Really, I can't help it. The foreign monk picked up the thief and asked Zhou Li, "Donor, where is the nearest police station?"

Zhou Li pointed in the direction blankly.

"Thank you, donor, then I will take the thief to the police station to defend myself, after all, it is illegal to seriously injure someone, even if he is a thief. Please also keep this in mind. Don't be impulsive in the future. The foreign monk clasped his hands together, and then carried the thief away.

Zhou Li: "......"

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

"Take me to the hospital first, ahhhh The thief on his shoulder made a desperate sound.

"No, the poor monk has seriously injured you, and we have to go to the police station to record a confession first. Monk Yang said softly.

"I don't have to record any confessions. As long as you take me to the hospital, anything will be fine. The thief cried, especially sadly.

"No, you are guilty of stealing, and you must be detained for ten days. Monk Yang said seriously.

The thief is completely desperate, this big monk Tema is really a fool!

In order to lock himself up for ten days, he even had to compensate himself for three years?

What a hole in the brain!

This Tema is a psychopath!

Huh, wait!

The thief suddenly thought of something terrible.

Neuropathy?

, you don't need to be sentenced for murder by a nervous disorder, right? The thief was really frightened this time.

If he really dies of his injuries halfway, this stupid monk doesn't have to be punished, and at most he will be imprisoned in a psychiatric hospital.

High in the sky, Song Shuhang's spirit and ghost silently watched what happened.

The 'light of merit' on the foreign monk is a little thicker......