The woman panicked for a moment, and when she saw that she was about to be carried out of the hospital, she reached out and grabbed the door frame beside her. The man did not let go when he saw this, and the two began to hold each other.
"Who is acting wild here!" A sharp shout came from behind.
When the woman heard this, she felt as if she had been granted amnesty: "My great master, living Bodhisattva, you are here to save the slave family!"
"If I don't let him go, what can he do?"
His arrogant tone made the people around him gasp and sweat.
"What a loud tone!"
"This man is so brave. He didn't even recognize Mr. Futai. He seems to be a reckless man. It seems that he will suffer a lot now!"
After a brief silence, someone began to murmur in a low voice
The man was uncompromising and did not even glance at the so-called mansion
"Get it for me!" There was a burst of red on the table.
How could he lose his official appearance in such public eyes? Originally, he just wanted to persuade him, but this time it was good. Face was a problem, and he immediately felt resentful.
Unexpectedly, the man turned around, carrying the madam, his face darkened, and he glared at the palace: "This is to force the government to force the people to rebel!"
Hearing this drink, the originally upright Futai was startled and couldn't help but look up and down at the person in front of him.
I saw this man with a strong back and a strong waist. Although his clothing style was ordinary, the fabric showed that he belonged to a person of high status and had a general's air, which prevented others from doing anything wrong.
"Who are you?" Futai's face changed slightly: "Why on earth are you doing this!"
It seems that this man in charge of the government is also a man who adapts to the changing circumstances, and everything in the officialdom is unpredictable. No one knows when the Wu Sha will be lost inexplicably. What worries him the most is not knowing whether his opponent is accurate.
The man's expression remained unchanged: "I only catch thieves."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of sighs around this business that was open to welcome customers. The biggest fear was that the hands and feet were unclean, and it was necessary to take money from customers, not to mention that the people around him were here to spend money.
"Are you kidding? Although I, Zhang San, don't say that I make a lot of money every day and have a huge fortune, I am the only one who has such a promise of money. There is no need to take your money, not to mention that I have never seen you as a guest!"
When Zhang Sanyi heard that he knew the stakes of the matter, he shouted loudly: "Master Futai, you know that I, Zhang San, must be the master of the slave family."
This person poured a basin of shit into his own face. Zhang San was not a fuel-efficient lamp at all, but because he was being treated by others at this time, his aura was at the level of a weak person.
The man snorted coldly: "How can such a thief admit his guilt easily?"
The man from the mansion looked back and forth between the madam and the man. He couldn't make up his mind for a moment. The point was that he didn't know where this man was from and it was hard to take risks.
"If it's a theft, there's always a number!" echoed some people around.
"Thirty thousand taels"
Another gasping sound
Weird, thirty thousand taels is not a small amount. Ordinary people may not be able to see it in their lifetime. Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter. They looked at the old bustard with a hint of contempt in their eyes.
"Sir, I'm unjustly accused..." The old bustard screamed in shock, asking for help.