In the 21st century, although Yan Qingrui is just a thief, she has not killed people, once when she stole a famous painting in a certain country, she dealt with a scumbag. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the name of affection, the scumbag dated seven women at the same time, deceived them of money and sex, and killed two of the women.

If it's just a dead person, or just a skeleton, it doesn't matter.

But when a living person encounters this, he will hate why he crawled out of his mother's belly. That kind of pain will make them go to the palace of Hades, and they will not want to be reincarnated again.

At this time, Fan Junping was in pain and his whole body convulsed.

Yan Qingrui put on his chin and looked at him coldly and condescendingly.

Fan Junping only felt that under this silver mask, there was a bad star, a devil, he had never met such a ruthless person, he did not shed a drop of blood, but he felt that the muscles and bones in his body had all moved out of position.

In a hoarse voice, he wept bitterly and said, "Please, kill me, kill me!" He regretted it incomparably, why didn't he go to the yamen to turn himself in after committing the crime? At least he could be happy with a knife and not have to suffer this kind of pain.

Yan Qingrui sneered: "You think beautifully, do you do such a thing, do you still want to be sent to the yamen?" Now you come with me, if you are obedient, I will not embarrass you, if you dare to move the slightest thought of wanting to escape, I will have a trick that is ten times more painful than just now to treat you!"

Fan Junping hurriedly said: "Send me to Yamen, send me to Yamen!"

Yan Qingrui tore off one of the sheets, tied Fan Junping's arms behind his back, held the other end in his hands, and dragged him out.

Fan Junping didn't dare to resist, obediently followed Yan Qingrui out of the door, and walked out of the courtyard from the courtyard gate.

At that time, it was not yet dawn, the one-eyed woman had not yet gotten up, and even the street was quiet.

Yan Qingrui dragged Fan Junping straight to Jingzhao Yin Yamen, as fierce as Fan Junping, both dehumanizing and extremely vicious, and the outlaw with three lives in hand, but at this time he did not dare to have the slightest idea of resistance.

When I arrived at the Yamen of Jingzhao Yin, it was the end of the hour.

Yan Qingrui picked up the drum hammer of the big drum in front of the door and struck the big drum.

The dull drum sounded, and Jingzhao Yin Ma Chunsheng came in a hurry, almost putting his official hat backwards. He slapped the wood in shock: "Who beats the drum, bring it to the hall!"

Yan Qingrui pulled the cloth belt in her hand and dragged Fan Junping into the lobby. In the lobby, the two classes of officials stood left and right, very majestic, but Yan Qingrui didn't care, she walked to the front of the hall leisurely, took out Fan Junping's picture from her arms, and said loudly: "Bounty hunter silver-faced Langjun, arrest the thief Fan Junping to the case, come to receive the bounty." ”

Ma Chunsheng made up his mind, and for some cases that have not been solved for a long time, the capital adopts the method of offering rewards, which is a long-standing practice, and some people specialize in bounty hunters.

But the so-called silver-faced Langjun in front of him, although he was wearing a silver mask to cover half of his face, he could see that he was not very old and his body had not grown up, especially when he stood with Fan Junping, he was like a child holding a gorilla.

He was suspicious: "You caught it?"