The Monk

Chapter 322 Whose gold belongs to

"I really didn't tell lies this time. I swear, if I tell lies this time and I'm struck by thunder, and I choke to death when I drink water or fart when I eat, he gave me that ingot of gold." Erhuozi didn't want to go to jail, so he pointed out Zhu Zhang was afraid to argue.

"Gold?" The squad leader closed his eyes and turned his head to talk to Fatty Jin: "Master Jin, where is the stolen money?"

When Fatty Jin heard this, he knew something was wrong, and he cursed in his heart: "These are a bunch of unfamiliar white-eyed wolves." He took out the gold and said, "Here, squad leader, look, such a big piece of gold is just as stupid as theirs." You can’t make any money in your life, how dare you say it’s theirs?”

The class leader looked at it and said, Oh my God, such a big piece of gold? Not to mention that they couldn't make any money in their lifetime, even they themselves had never seen such a big piece of gold. They coughed twice and said: "This, Mr. Jin, this, you know, the evidence has to be taken back to the Yamen. I will take the gold back first, and I'll catch it soon." You can take it away after the hearing."

Zhang Ping was to blame for this. The gold he threw to Erhuozi was as big as a baby's fist, at least twenty taels. Ordinary people can save a little money to survive for 20 to 30 years, so it's no wonder that Fatty Jin is interested in making money.

Zhang was afraid that he had been feeling ashamed of his shamelessness these days and felt as uncomfortable as a big mountain, so he walked around to relax. But when I passed through a small town, I met several young villains, and then I met rich people who were greedy for their wealth. Then the government officials arrived, and they didn't look like good people. Are humans inherently evil? The cultivators are selfish, ruthless and indifferent. Are they just magnifying their nature and pursuing their true self?

Zhang Ai firmly refused to admit it.

When Fatty Jin saw that the squad leader was going to take away the gold, he knew that if it was in his hands, even if he could get it back, he would lose at least half of it, but he wouldn't give it to him... He rolled his eyes and smiled, stepped forward and whispered: "Boss Zhao, you Look, we all live in the same area as our fellow villagers. We can’t see each other when we look up. Even if we steal my money, it doesn’t matter. I’ve got it back. Besides, I didn’t plan to report it to the official, I just wanted to scare them. I thought I'd meet Mr. Zhao by chance, so come and sit down at my place, let's have a couple of drinks and let these little bastards go." As he spoke, he winked at his subordinates, and even the man in black was too busy to let go. After retreating, the group of teenagers regained their freedom. All of them had bruises and bruises on their noses and faces, and it was obvious that they had been beaten a lot.

The squad leader's surname is Zhao, and he is also a money-grubbing boss. What happened when Fatty Jin said this? No more suing? If you say you won't sue, you won't sue? The two groups started fighting in the street. This was not a small excuse. Just when they were about to get angry, the half-grown group quit and started shouting: "Give us back the gold!" "You won't sue us? We will sue you! You robbed us of our gold." "If you steal our gold and injure us, you have to pay for the medicine."

The seven or eight teenagers were each calling their own names. Leader Zhao was happy when he saw it. He lowered his voice and said to Fatty Jin: "Oh, I really want to go to your place to sit and have a few drinks. Isn't it time for dinner?" Okay, but look, these gangsters want to sue you. With so many people watching on the street, I can’t just ignore them. Mr. Jin, what do you think we should do?”

At this point, no matter how greedy Fatty Jin was, he knew not to offend the government officials. He gritted his teeth and handed over the gold, thinking: "I may not be able to earn back this money in a few months or even a year." He cursed Mr. Zhao as a bastard and a bastard, and his face Que Dui said with a smile: "I can't make things difficult for you, it doesn't matter whether it's gold or not. The important thing is to make you a friend, Mr. Zhao. These little bastards are clearly trying to blackmail me, so you have to make the decision for me." I want to do you a favor, help me deal with these little bastards.

Mr. Zhao took the gold and weighed it twice. It was really heavy. He ordered his government officials to disperse the crowd. Only the two parties and four government officials were left on the street. He asked Fatty Jin: "They stole your gold and falsely accused you of robbing their gold?"

"Yes, that's right." Fatty Jin replied.

"How much does your gold weigh?" Mr. Zhao stared at Fatty Jin.

Fatty Jin's heart was clear, and he immediately replied: "At least there are five or six taels of such big gold nuggets." His heart was bleeding as he spoke, but most of it was missing.

Zhao Tou'er was very satisfied with the answer, nodded and said: "I think it's about the same, um, there should be six taels." He ordered his men to take the young men and Zhang Wen back to the Yamen. I feel so beautiful that in just a few words I got more than a pound of gold. This is gold, more than a pound of gold! As for Zhang's fear of taking these unlucky guys back and throwing them into prison, he would release them whenever he remembered. Judging from how poor they were, they probably wouldn't be able to do much good.

Three government officials came to arrest the teenagers. The teenagers were all poor people on the street. They knew that they could not get the gold back, and they knew that they could not enter the jail. They cursed and someone yelled and ran away. Eight and a half-year-old children ran away in different directions. Zhang Ai was left alone.

The government officials didn't want to arrest those half-grown children at all. It would be more troublesome to catch them back. They would have to be released after only a few days. Leader Zhao watched them run away and talked to Fatty Jin: "The victim ran away, this..."

Before he could say anything else, Fatty Jin jumped in and said, "Boss Zhao, no one is suing me anymore. Can I get my sixty taels of gold back?"

"Yes, yes, that's great, why can't this be allowed?" Mr. Zhao has made it clear that the gold definitely does not belong to Fatty Jin, but it doesn't matter who it was before. The important thing is that now more than a kilogram belongs to him, so big If you throw away six taels of gold, you might be left with a pound and a half. He called his attentive subordinate and said: "Take the gold and go back to the Yamen to prepare a case and then come back. Go and come back quickly. Remember, it is six taels of gold. If there is a penny less, you are the only one to ask."

The subordinate was very clever and knew that the boss asked him to go to the gold shop to split the gold. He took it and was about to leave. At this time, Zhang Wen said: "Where are you going to take my gold?"

When Leader Zhao saw it, hey, there's another guy who doesn't know how to die. He didn't talk nonsense to him and directly ordered his men: "Take him back."

Zhang Ain has been thinking about who is the more bastard between him and these scumbags. After many calculations, I felt that they were more of a bastard, taking advantage of others and turning black into white. I guessed that they would be beaten even if they went to jail. He said calmly: "I will show you the way. Believe in Buddhism and seek good deeds from today on, and I will let you live." "

Fatty Jin's twenty-some men, plus four government officials, laughed together. Is this man scared out of his wits? Fatty Jin smiled and shouted: "Hit." His men punched Zhang Afraid.

Zhang Wen's habitual backhand instruction was enough to kill someone with one move. Without moving, more than 20 strong men had already fallen to the street. Fatty Jin and the four government servants were left dumbfounded, looking at Zhang Ai as if they were seeing a ghost. Chief Zhao ordered: "Go and have a look." A shivering government official approached the corpse and knelt down to check. After looking at one person, he shouted: "They are dead, they are all dead." He jumped and ran back.