Han Xing was almost 100% sure that this person was the thief who absconded with his luggage and tips. He smiled coldly, picked up the wine glass in front of him, pretended to take a sip, and waited for the kid to come forward and give him a "surprise"!

"It's strange that today's guests are paying for such strange foreign currency!" The proprietress took the raw ding and looked at it carefully, and even she wondered if Britain had issued a new currency!

After careful consideration, the proprietress tossed the coin back to the boy and said, "We don't accept foreign currency, and the money you give is not worth a glass of brandy!" ”

The boy took the coin in surprise, and came to the bar with wide eyes: "Nonsense, this is a French shengding, 100 centimes can be exchanged for a franc, and a pound can be exchanged for 240 pence!" The franc is worth more than the pound, how is it not enough to buy a glass of brandy? ”

"I don't care if it's French or German, I won't take it no matter how valuable it is!" The proprietress said very stubbornly, and her hands did not stop, and began to wash a jar.

"Bad luck, I've been busy for an hour, and I haven't even fished a single hair!" The boy muttered and sat down, then spoke:

"Aunt Scully, you've known me since I was a kid! I don't want brandy either, like this brother next to me, give me a beer! As he spoke, he pointed at Han Xing.

"Don't want anything if you don't have money!" The proprietress replied angrily, Aunt Scully.

This kid was addicted to alcohol, and when he saw that Han Xing just put the wine glass on the table, and then took a sip, he started to think carefully, so he patted Han Xing on the shoulder and said, "Brother, do you still drink your beer?" Without waiting for Han Xing to reply, he snatched the beer mug and poured it into his mouth.

Just as he took the sip of beer into his mouth, Han Xing immediately turned around (shēn) and gave him a meaningful smile. "Sample, you want to take advantage, you drank my saliva now, right?"

His pride and smile instantly froze on his face, and the whole person seemed to freeze, I am afraid that even the bitterness of the beer in his mouth could not reach the bitterness in his heart, and his whole face was almost green as if it was constipated.

"It's you!" His beer squirted out of his mouth, but luckily Han Xing was alert and dodged it.

Han Xing smiled kindly, took off his hand (tào) and said, "That's right, it's me!" I didn't expect it! Unexpectedly, there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it! I actually met you here! Frankly speaking, Han Xing's kind smile fell on this kid's eyes and was indescribably hideous.

"Boy! See if I don't send you to the garrison and let you go to the prison for a cup of tea! Want to go? No way! This kid still wanted to run, but Han Xing grabbed his arm and dragged him back.

"Don't, don't, don't! I'm not going to the garrison, let me go! The kid kicked and beat desperately, trying to break free from Han Xing's restraints, and even used his teeth. However, Han Xing's strength is extraordinary, and it is not something he can break free from at all, and it clamps him like iron tongs.

"You're still so bold about stealing from me, I really don't know why you're so bold!" Han Xing felt very unhappy, you stole something, and I sent you to the "police station", isn't that a normal thing (qíng)?

"Give it back to you, give it back to you, all pay it back to you, are you satisfied? Spare me, I don't want to go to the garrison! I don't want to go to jail! Seeing that it was useless to struggle, the boy took out all the raw pieces in his arms and threw them on the ground, crying and pleading.

Han Xing didn't want to be counted like this, as a victim, Han Xing was already reasonable, "It's good if you don't kick and beat you, and you still expect me to let you go?" If I don't send you to prison to reflect on yourself, what will you do next time you continue to come out and harm others? You know, this guy stole Han Xing's little rich man (shēn) this time, and if he steals from a poor family (shēn) next time, maybe they won't be able to open the pot, and the whole family will drink the northwest wind! How can you easily indulge him? ”

"I must send you to prison today, and I will not leave until I watch you start your life behind bars!" Han Xing cut the railroad to the end, and dragged him out as he spoke.

"No, Aunt Scully, help! Help me! The thing howled and cried, like a dead pig, and clung to the door frame with both hands to the proprietress inside for help.

"It's really good at acting! If you don't give him an Oscar, I'm really sorry for his super acting skills! The first time I saw someone who stole something and begged for mercy to escape from the law, he was really thick-skinned! It's not for his life, why bother howling like this! Han Xing didn't understand this guy's tears at all, and thought he was acting.

Unexpectedly, the proprietress actually begged: "Kind sir, spare Wood!" He already knows that he is wrong, and I am willing to pay him to compensate for your losses! Please don't send him to jail! ”

Han Xing was stunned at this time, "It's just to go to prison once and let him sit in prison for two days for introspection, why are they all afraid of being like this?" ”

As if sensing Han Xing's confusion, Aunt Scully explained, "Sir, you are a foreigner and don't know the laws of the United Kingdom!" All those who went to prison were forced to serve in the Royal Navy or even exiled to distant colonies unless they could pay a large ransom (shēn) fee! And whether it's the former or the latter, it's all nine deaths and one life! ”

"Be merciful, sir, he has a younger brother to raise, and he is only forced to do this!" Aunt Scully is still begging (qíng), and now Han Xing understands that going to prison in this era is basically the point of no return!

"He stole my stuff and I can forgive him! But," Han Xing coughed, and then changed the conversation: "But if he steals the things of the poor, and then causes others to become penniless, and the family is hungry, or even lives on the streets, wouldn't it be a great crime?" How could I spare him so easily? ”

"Sir, I can swear to God that I never steal from the poor! Only... Only a rich man like you will make a move······ Besides, you said you have friends in London, and I... I'm sure you're probably not going to end up on the streets..." The boy immediately drew a cross at the mouth of the (xiōng), swore by the heavens, and then said with a sad face.

"What's wrong with the rich? Rich people you can just steal it? Isn't my money hard-earned too? Who do you think you are? Robin Hood? It's just not right to steal anyway! Han Xing kicked this guy hard and scolded angrily.

Scolding and scolding, Han Xing still understood this guy's thoughts, sighed and said, "I can not send you to prison, but ····· You have to make sure you never steal again! ”

"I promise, I swear!" With tears in his eyes, he swore an oath.

"But how do I know you're not going to do it again?" Han Xing suddenly asked again, after all, it was just a few empty words, and the ghost knew if he would continue to do the business of stealing chickens and dogs!

"Why don't I chop off one of your fingers?" Han Xing (yīn) laughed compassionately, pulled out the "broken heart" and played a sword flower.

"You chop it!" He actually gritted his teeth, stretched out his right hand and put it on the bar and said in a deep voice. Obviously, in the dilemma of going to jail and losing a finger, he chose to lose a finger.

"Are you sure? Am I really going to chop it? Han Xing waved "broken heart" and asked suspiciously. He could see the kid with his eyes closed, shivering.

"Sure, you chop! I deserve it, it's God's punishment for me for stealing! His teeth were chattering, and his eyes were closed, unwilling to see the bloody scene.

"As you wish!" Han Xing's hand fell, and the blade of the sword slashed across the bar, leaving a deep ravine.

"Ahh My fingers! The guy screamed, hugged his right hand and cried bitterly. Han Xing just watched coldly, secretly thinking funny, because he didn't chop that kid's finger at all! I just want to see if he is truly remorseful. I guess with this experience, he probably won't steal anymore!

He took out a golden dragon and stuffed it to the proprietress who was gradually turning into joy with a look of horror and said, "Take it and get a new table!" ”

The screaming boy suddenly came back to his senses, and he realized that there was no pain in his hand, nor any liquid wet (rè) touch, so he touched the whole right hand with his left hand, and then he realized that his right hand was still intact.

"Those raw ones are still yours! My offer to you is still valid, take me to London, and you will not be without your benefits! Han Xing smiled and said to Wood who looked surprised.

When this guy learned that Han Xing was going to chop off his finger, he didn't choose to run away, whether it was out of reason, he knew that he couldn't run; still suddenly has the courage to sincerely repent, at least it shows that he still has the ability to see. If Han Xing goes elsewhere to find a guide, he will inevitably encounter scum and liars, at least this Wood in front of him should be honest after this wave, and Han Xing actually doesn't mind giving him a generous offer.

"And thank you for this generous gentleman?" Aunt Scully was the first to react, reminding Wood.

"Thank you, sir! I am willing to take you to London, and I do not want your reward, but I thank you for your kindness! Wood reacted immediately, and said gratefully.

Han Xing nodded slightly, and Aunt Scully on the side immediately said to Han Xing: "Sir, the money you gave is more than enough to buy a hundred tables!" Would you like to have a few good drinks? Please accept that I can't just take your money for nothing! As he spoke, Han Xing poured a glass of light brown liquid with a rich aroma, and it was a crystal cup.

"This is whiskey, a British specialty, please taste it!" Aunt Scully even gave Han Xing a curtsy salute. Han Xing took the wine glass and tasted it, then glanced at Wood and said, "Bring him a glass of brandy!" "Aunt Scully immediately responded (yǔn).

Han Xing spent an hour happily, and when the fog outside had basically cleared and the sun began to spread on the streets, Wood found a carriage for Han Xing.