The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man

Chapter 475 - 475: 475 stole Qingyue’s money 2



Chapter 475: 475 stole Qingyue’s money 2

The thief had successfully stolen something and was walking away swiftly and happily.

Suddenly, he tripped and fell.

Su Qingyue was seen holding one end of his belt, his belt was pulled off, his pants dropped to his shins, revealing the bright red underwear he was wearing to everyone present.

“Hahaha!” The onlooking stall owners were originally feeling sorry for another innocent passerby being stolen from, but who knew such a scene would unfold.

The thief got up to run with his pants hoisted up, but Su Qingyue yanked the belt around his neck, causing him to fall backwards, raising a cloud of dust.

“Hey, thief, you stole from me and didn’t even say a word before you left, that’s not very gentlemanly of you!” said Su Qingyue with a grin.

This infuriated the thief who pulled out a knife and lunged at her, shouting, “You’re asking for it!”

The crowd watching this found themselves breaking into cold sweats at the sight of the shiny knife.

“Gosh dang it, if you had knelt down and apologized right here on the spot, I would have had you sent to the authorities, but you dare to fight me, guess I have to teach you a lesson, you ungrateful son!” Qingyue casually picked up a long bench from a roadside stall and gave it a forceful swing.

Before the knife reached Qingyue, the long bench whacked him over the head, and he fell to the ground with blood flowing from his head.

He lay on the ground writhing and howling in pain.

“Wow!” The crowd was shocked.

Wang Zhong, one of the stall owners, also dropped his jaw in amazement, “This ugly woman is so fierce!”

“I didn’t expect her to be so violent…”

Su Qingyue stepped on the thief’s chest, looking rather graceful. The thief who had not been spitting blood started coughing up blood, “Can’t take just one hit? You stole my money, when I started hustling, you hadn’t even been born yet! No wait…” He was actually thousands of years older than her, “When you started hustling, I wasn’t even born…that’s not right.” Being from different eras made it hard to compare, “The point is, you’re in big trouble since you ran into me!”

She reached into his bosom and pulled out the money he had stolen, returning her own silver taels, “He stole my eight taels of silver, and I’ve got it back.” The scattered copper coins were inconvenient for the thief to collect.

The silver she had used to pay for the bronze mirror had been given to her by her second brother.

She also found five other moneybags on him. Su Qingyue was surprised, “Not bad, thief, you’ve managed six heists this early in the morning. You’ve stolen from six people, including me. You’re pretty accomplished!”

At this time, not far away, an old man was crying, “My moneybag was stolen…”

“We’ve caught the thief over here!” Su Qingyue quickly yelled, “Anyone who got stolen from, come and claim your moneybag!”

“I got robbed!”

“So did I!”

“Me too!”

Hearing her say this, and seeing the fat moneybags in her hand, dozens of people who had been robbed came out of the crowd.

A man with a sleazy look came forward, “Miss, thank you so much for catching the thief. I had just realized that my moneybag was stolen…”

As he said this, he reached out to take the biggest moneybag in her hand.

It was bulging right from the start. There were bound to be at least a few silver ingots inside.

Without a second thought, Su Qingyue slapped the wretched man so hard that he turned over. The force of the slap even knocked out one of his teeth.

The man, with blood spilling from his mouth, was yelling, “She hit me! She hit me! It’s absurd! One gets hit even when claiming his own stolen moneybag!”


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