Chapter 564 If I Don’t Go to Hell, Who Will? Let Me Do It!

The foreign monk's voice was so loud that the thief who was locking the car was startled.

[Which bastard scares me? ] The thief turned his head bitterly.

Then, he saw the foreign monk's physique as strong as a polar bear, and that shiny-looking bald head. Is this a humanoid tyrannosaurus?

The thief suddenly swallowed secretly.

But he immediately turned serious, put on a fierce expression, and threatened the foreign monk: "Bald man, stop meddling in other people's business! Otherwise, I'll give you a knife!"

These days, those who work in his profession 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 admit your mistakes and not correct them?" the foreign monk said solemnly. He was holding a bowl in one hand and the other hand was exposed from the monk's robe.

Then, the foreign monk made a bodybuilder's arm-raising movement. The muscles on his right arm bulged one by one, and veins popped out 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 correct them, I will let you taste the power of this right arm."

His right arm, which had been single for thirty-six years, was so strong that his forearm was as thick as a thief's thigh!

The thief was sure that if the other party punched him, he would be beaten half to death.

So, he softened - yes, if you are fierce, others will be afraid of you. When foreign monks are aggressive, thieves will be afraid.

"Remember this. If you meet me next time, I will kill you if you don't find a brother!" The thief put down his harsh words and was about to stand up and run away.

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

"Ah ah ah." The thief screamed. He turned around and saw that it was the car owner Zhou Li who was grabbing him!

The foreign monk's roar just now shocked Zhou Li - thief? His newly purchased electric car was actually visited by thieves again?

Damn it, if I don’t beat you up to the point where you can’t even recognize your mother today, my surname will not be Zhou!

Zhou Li rushed downstairs - he had been holding an evil fire in his heart for the past two days!

Now,

The thief was hitting the muzzle of his gun.

He wanted to slap the thief in the face with his fist to let the thief know his anger.

"Boy, do you want to steal my car?" Zhou Li sneered. He clenched his right fist. This was a terrifying fist. If it was aimed at the face, one punch could beat the thief until his flesh and blood were bruised. Hospitalized with concussion!

The thief's face suddenly turned pale. Zhou Li looked like a man with brute strength. After this punch, he felt that he would definitely kneel down, and he might become a fool for the rest of his life.

"Punch me!" Zhou Li punched with hatred!

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

"Donor, please wait!"

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 clamped by steel pliers, unable to move!

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

"Master?" Zhou Li asked in confusion, why did this master block him?

"This donor, you can't hit him." The foreign monk said calmly.

"Why? Master, do you want to protect this thief?" Zhou Li roared angrily!

What he hates the most is this kind of good old lady, who feels like he has to cover up everything. Regardless of whether the other party is good or evil, they must be shielded without any thought. It is because of this kind of stupid good old lady that there are more and more evil people being sheltered in this society, and they are becoming more and more arrogant!

"No, the poor monk is not trying to protect this thief." The foreign monk smiled slightly and said: "It's just that if you punch this benefactor, this thin thief will be seriously injured, and concussion is inevitable!"

"So what?!" Zhou Li said angrily, what he wanted was to beat this girl into a fool!

"In that case...donor, you will have to pay a huge price. According to the law, even if he is a thief, if you hurt him and cause serious injuries, you still need to be sentenced. In serious cases, you may even be sentenced to about three years. And a thief can only be detained for ten days at most. Is it worthwhile to exchange your three years for a thief's ten days of detention?" The foreign monk said calmly - although this was very unpleasant to hear, he was telling the truth. .

Zhou Li: "..."

Why does this master know so much about the law?

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

The thief's eyes suddenly lit up. This is really a desperate situation with no way out, yet another village has a bright future!

"The donor can send him to the police station!" the foreign monk said with his hands clasped together.

The thief is not afraid of being sent to the police station. Isn't he just locked up for five or ten days? It's just like a vacation!

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

"In that case... leave it to the poor monk to handle it." The foreign monk still clasped his hands with a compassionate look on his face: "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Then, the foreign monk took the thief from Zhou Li's hand.

Zhou Li asked doubtfully: "How will the master deal with this thief? Does the master want to transform him?"

I saw the foreign monk holding 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 quelled by the donor, then let the poor monk pacify the resentment in your heart! In this world, there will be consequences if there are difficulties, and 'karma' does not mean that there will be no retribution, but the time has not yet come. This time, it will be Let the poor monk decide the cause and effect this time!" The master looked righteous and awe-inspiring, and continued: "Since he is going to be sent to prison, let the poor monk go in! Isn't it just three years in prison? It passed in the blink of an eye. "

After saying that, the foreign monk looked compassionate.

Zhou Li: "What?"

"..." Thief: "No!" Damn it, this foreign monk has a trick in his head! He had already vaguely guessed what the great monk wanted to do!

But, it's too late!

The next moment, a terrifying fist hit the thief.

The force of that fist was comparable to the collision of a bull!

Knock, click, the thief felt like his bones were broken.

Even the internal organs may be injured, no doubt seriously injured... maybe even close to death.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." The thief made a miserable cry, his face turned pale and he was sweating. He was already thin, how could he endure such pain?

Damn it, the power of this punch is simply off the charts.

It would be better to let the car owner give him a good beating. The angry car owner could at most severely injure him, but this foreign monk's punch would kill him.

Dead, dying.

After beating the thief, the foreign monk assessed his injuries.

"No more, no less, just a second-degree serious injury!" The foreign monk nodded with satisfaction, then he took out his phone and made a call.

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

The owner of the car, Zhou Li, was completely confused. He felt that the memory in his brain was not enough.

"Hey, really? I need to call the police. I caught a thief here."

"Yes, a thief who is planning to steal an electric car. Please come over and take him away. By the way, something happened while catching the thief."

"Well, yes, I hit the thief too hard. I severely injured the thief. The level of serious injury may be more serious. According to the law, I may have to be sentenced to three years!"

"What? I'm not joking, it's true! You will know when you come here and take a look. If it doesn't work, I will take a photo of the thief for you to see. He was seriously injured in the second degree and is still sweating in my hands. Send someone over quickly and take a photo of the thief. Let me and the thief catch you."

"I'm not kidding, I'm telling the truth. I'm a monk, so I know a lot about the injuries. So I can tell that he's seriously injured to the second degree. Really, I'm a monk, and monks don't lie! Listen, the thief is still screaming, 'Ahhhhhh'!"

"..."

After a while, the foreign monk smiled bitterly and hung up the phone: "It seemed that he didn't believe what I said and thought I was harassing the phone. He also warned me that if I call again and hinder their work, I will be fined 200 yuan."

Zhou Li: "..."

"No matter what, save me, save me." The thief said in pain. No matter what, take me to the hospital first? He always felt like his internal organs were bleeding and he would die if it took too long.

"Really, there is nothing we can do." 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 himself. After all, it is illegal to beat someone seriously, even if he is a thief. Please bear this in mind as well. 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 drifted away.

"Take me to the hospital first, ah ah ah, it hurts so much, I'm going to die." The thief on his shoulder made a desperate voice.

"No, the poor monk beat you seriously. We need to go to the police station to record a statement first." The foreign monk said softly.

"No more recording. There is no need to record any confession. As long as you take me to the hospital, everything will be fine." The thief cried, crying very sadly.

"No, you have committed the crime of theft and must be detained for ten days first." The foreign monk said seriously.

The thief was completely desperate. This great monk Shantema was really a fool!

In order to imprison him for ten days, he actually had to pay for imprisoning him for three years?

How deep is this brain!

This Tema is a lunatic!

Huh? Wait!

The thief suddenly thought of a terrible thing.

Neuropathy?

Damn it, even a lunatic who kills someone doesn’t need to be sentenced, right? The thief was really frightened this time.

If he really died of injuries on the way, this stupid monk wouldn't have to face any punishment. At most, he would be sent to a mental hospital.

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

The ‘light of merit’ in the foreign monk became stronger...