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Chapter 58

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Seeing the other party kneeling in front of him like a captured prey, the officer proudly spat out a mouthful of smoke at the other party.

Cough, cough, cough. Chen Shanlin was choked by the smoke and coughed violently. Chen Shanlin did not care about the pain in his body. He only cared about his unconscious wife.

Huang Bingshan, you have guts. You used this kind of thing to take revenge on me for your own benefit. If I die, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost. Isn't it just a matter of land? For such a small matter, you actually did such a thing. Chen Shanlin gritted his teeth and glared at the villager who had just reported him.

Small matter? This is a f * cking small matter!

You f * cking relied on your uncle who was the village head to get three more pieces of land than me. I still remember all these things clearly until now. So, don't blame me when we get to the next one!

You, you, you … Looking at the other party's arrogant look, Chen Shanlin was so angry that he could not speak.

I say, old man, don't worry, I have a way to let you live, but you have to pay a price. After saying that, the officer pointed his finger at Chen Shanlin's face, as if he was teaching an ignorant child.

The old man was so angry that his face turned red, but he did not dare to flare up. After all, they had guns and cannons. He was just a country bumpkin, how could he afford to provoke these soldiers?

Sir, what do you want me to do? The old man did not seem to understand. The officer moved his face closer to the old man, pointed at him with his finger, and said in a slow tone: Hand over all the gold and silver jewelry and antiques in your house. I like these things the most. If you can take them out, I will spare you.

Sir, are you telling the truth? Are you lying to us? Hearing that they could live, the villagers immediately became spirited. Although the chances of survival were not high, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, who would want to see God? I have a pair of chopsticks made of gold at home. When the officer heard this, his eyes immediately lit up! "Chopsticks made of gold", this was worth a lot of money. Good, good, good.





The officer said good three times in a row. This is a work of art. Where did you get this thing? According to my speculation, with your identity, you should not have this kind of thing. "

Tell me, where did you steal it from?

The villager was so scared that he almost lost his balance. He stammered, "Sir, please don't scare me." Let me finish first. I didn't steal that pair of chopsticks. You're right. With my status, I can't afford it. As for how I got it, I won't beat around the bush and lie to you. "

My grandfather brought this out from the imperial palace. My grandfather used to be a chef in the imperial palace. Once, during the emperor's birthday, my grandfather spent a lot of effort to make a delicious dish for the emperor. This time, the emperor was very happy. As a result, he was so happy that he rewarded my grandfather with a pair of golden chopsticks.

Hehe, your story is very good. I don't care if it's true or not, I'll accept it. Alright, you can go home now. Get lost, don't let me see you!

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