The God of Wealth is Bankrupt

Chapter 90: stop, rob (44)

——If you don't save them, then simply drag him to death and shake out the corruption he has committed over the years.

He shrank his shoulders silently and did not dare to speak, for fear of setting his body on fire, the Lord of Hecheng shivered. He stopped the person who was going to drag the Liu family and his son to the cell, and reluctantly said, "This matter is too fast... It's better..."

"The Lord of the River City."

Before he finished speaking, City Lord He was interrupted again by Xia Xian.

The man tilted his head to look at him, and smiled slowly, as if the spring breeze in March, the Lord of He was stunned.

In the gentle and warm spring breeze, there is a sharp blade that sees blood.

Xia Xian's voice was still elegant and unhurried: "Do you really think that no one knows what you have done?"

The City Lord He was dazzled by Xia Xian's smile just now, but at the moment he was completely lost.

"You... What do you mean, Young Master Xia..."

Xia Xian chuckled lightly, with the same smile on his face as he used to be.

"The meaning is of course... The Lord of the River City should take care of himself first."

He waved, and the boy immediately handed over another document.

It is also a piece of investigation book, but it is written one by one, and it is the evidence of what the Lord of He has done over the years and the collusion with the Liu family.

The Lord of River City couldn't stand it anymore!

No matter what happened to the father and son of the Liu family, the fire hadn't burned him yet. Now that the fire had burned him, how could he still be sitting still.

"Young Master Xia, this, what is this..." City Lord He squeezed the rice paper tightly, his face pale but his eyes were terrifyingly red.

"Don't you know what this is?" Xia Xian smiled and was not affected at all.

While she was talking, she still had a grudge to help Yuanxi wipe the **** from the dim sum left on the corner of her mouth. By the way, she picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the tea gracefully.

City Lord He clenched his teeth, loosened his hand, and tore the rice paper in half.

"It's just a piece of writing, these things can't be used as evidence!" He trembled faintly, "Xiaguan has been the city lord in Hecheng for decades, and he has never been ashamed of his conscience.

I don't know where I provoke Young Master Xia, and he actually let Young Master Xia stay in Hecheng for only three days, so he first found this inexplicable piece of evidence? "

He was clearly defending himself, but he was actually threatening.

Threatening Xia Xian this is Hecheng, and he has been the city owner of Hecheng for decades. He is just a popular man next to the emperor who has just come to Hecheng for three days.

Qianglong doesn't suppress the local snakes. The two families like to think like this, and they like to threaten people like this.

Xia Xian didn't seem to understand, or if he understood, he didn't want to pay attention to him.

"That being the case, the Lord of the River City will look at another thing."

The other thing is a very large piece of rice paper. The drawings on the paper are messy and there are many handprints.

- That's a joint book.

The literate people of Hecheng wrote their own names, and the illiterate people pressed their handprints to draw such a joint book of La Hecheng Lord dismounting from his horse.

City Lord He's head was blank, and holding the joint book only felt chills all over his body.

"City Lord He said that the previous ones are not evidence, that's all." Xia Xian looked at him, the smile on his face disappeared, and the elegant tone was particularly cold.

"City Lord River, can you explain, where did the dozen or so properties under your name and the 100,000 Snowflake Silver come from?!"

More than 100,000 Snowflake Silver, the property under his name is a number that ordinary people would never dare to imagine in their lifetime.

Where did a cool breeze blow away the joint book in the hand of the Lord of the River City, and the black name and red handprints on the paper were all silently telling the people of Hecheng's dissatisfaction with him and his crimes for a long time.

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I wish you a happy Lantern Festival, little angels, little fairies, little babies~

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