Lord Inspector robs money and sex

children can be taught

Ouch I'm going!

These days, those who dare to scold me are either dead or beaten by me.

Does anyone dare to scold me now?

The original flame of anger was extinguished by this ghost girl's words.

I touched the head of the ghost girl, "You can teach me! If someone scolds your mother like this in the future, I will beat you to death. If you are disabled, I will pay for it. If you are killed, I will count it!"

Such a well-behaved ghost girl should buy her a dress instead of wearing this Tang suit all the time.

The ghost girl immediately jumped up, clapped her hands and said, "Mother is the best."

I patted the little girl's head again, "Go find your father! Now it's time for me to teach these people a lesson."

After I finished speaking, I glanced unceremoniously at the fat principal. The fat principal took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. The kid's parents came to me! Hurry up, the speed is getting better and better, tell them something big is going to happen."

I don't care what the principal is like. Anyway, these kids scolding me is disrespecting me.

I, an old man over 100 years old, was called a pervert by these brats?

Reverse it!

When I went up, I gave each of these dolls a big mouth, and those dolls shouted: "You are a pervert! You look like a monster, and you are neither male nor female! You are still the mother of that girl, I look so good! I have never seen a man give birth to a child since I was a child!"

As the saying goes, whether a child is good or not, tutoring is very important, how can you do such things as swearing?

Of course I want to teach them a good lesson on behalf of their parents.

The old tradition that has been used for about 5000 years is still maintained.

That is to strip the pants of these dolls and beat them!

Hearing the cries of these dolls, I beat them and said, "Curse people, will you still scold them in the future?"

A few little devils, crying loudly, crying and saying no more cursing, no more cursing.

Afterwards, they asked a few of them to apologize to the ghost girl, and then left with the ghost girl.

Long Ya followed behind, and the things he smashed had nothing to do with us.

After all, it was the matter of those brats, and of course the culprit should pay compensation for such a matter.

The fat headmaster followed closely behind me, "Detective Jiang, you can't leave, you are really venting your anger, and the parents of those children will trouble me, what should I do..."

Before the fat principal finished speaking, several people came outside the school gate full of resentment, some men and women, cursing and saying: "Which bastard dares to beat my child, and he will not inquire about it for hundreds of miles, and bully me!" child, I will let him fly to ashes and annihilate!"

"Principal, come out to me, where is the bastard who beat my child?"

"Uh..." These seven or eight people were all swearing.

The fat headmaster next to me also kept wiping the sweat from his forehead. For a while, he didn't know what to do, his face turned pale.

Now it's all over, her face is even whiter than paper.

"Detective Jiang, these parents are not easy to mess with, look at this..."

I turned my head and glanced at Long Ya, and Long Ya turned around and picked up the desk that was just put down again and threw it directly at the door.

boom!

The heavy sound made these noisy ghosts instantly quiet.

Long Ya, a burly man, stood there, and none of these people dared to make a sound.

I walked over step by step, smiled slightly, and said politely: "Your Majesty, the chief inspector of 1818 Detective Agency, Jiang Luo, your children were taught by us. As the saying goes, the son does not teach the father's fault..."

I didn't finish what I said later, these ghosts' faces changed drastically, their bodies kept retreating, and they nodded and bowed one by one and said: "Jiang Shentan beats well, my son is really lucky to be beaten by Jiang Shentan."