After shopping during the day, they went shopping at night, because the scenery was completely different. When Rong Qing saw some beautiful handmade lanterns, he bought them all. Even an old man selling candied haws, who had just carried them out and had not even opened his mouth to sell, was taken away by Rong Qing. When he slept, the hawthorns on his candied haws looked big and red.
Because her body had been tempered, she did not feel tired at all. Until she looked up at the sky, it was already dotted with stars. Then she looked at the watch on her hand and saw the time: 22:20.
A trace of guilt flashed across Rong Qing's eyes. She felt a little too playful. There was nothing she could do. It had been so long since she had gone shopping in such a relaxing manner.
I can't help but sigh that in this era, except for the fact that the economy has not yet developed, materials are scarce, people's living standards are low, and almost most people are still struggling to make ends meet, everything else is pretty good.
Moreover, knowing the history that followed, she knew that such hard days would not last long, and that it would be really good to live in a peaceful era. So she decisively gave up the idea of continuing to stroll around and turned to head towards the Jiang family.
It was too late and taking the bus was too slow. She was still some distance away from the Jiang family and it would take almost an hour to take the bus. It would be late at night before she got back to the Jiang family.
His figure almost turned into a shadow, and suddenly he passed by an alley and heard a woman's pleading voice:
"No, please, let me go, wuuuu..."
Rong Qing felt that the wretched man was blocking her way, so she kicked him away with a casual kick. Then she fell to the ground freely, her head hitting the ground heavily, her eyes rolled back and she became dizzy.
Saving a girl who was almost persecuted was not worth mentioning at all. She did not stop moving, and when the girl reacted, Rong Qing had disappeared. She relied entirely on scanning with her spiritual sense and taking a shortcut through the streets and alleys.
Often the shortcuts are a bit desolate, and I accidentally came across a dilapidated yard with broken walls and overgrown weeds. There were bright lights and golden lights underneath, and a group of people were chattering and plotting something inside. It was obvious that they were not good people.
Who are the good people who would gather down there guarding the gold mountain late at night?
Rong Qing has never counted how many languages she knows. Because of her cultivation, her language range has crossed racial boundaries, so the "Mandarin" they speak really sounds like Mandarin to her.
After quickly approaching the yard and hiding herself in the darkness, she stopped. Rong Qing raised her hand to support her forehead. It seemed that the label of enthusiastic citizen was really going to be welded to her.
She lamented her physical condition. As long as she went out for a stroll at night, she would definitely encounter an opportunity for her to punish evil and make a small fortune.
Suddenly it occurred to me that if she eliminated most of the thieves hiding in our country, she would become a super rich person right away.
Why did she say most of them? Because it was impossible for her to travel all over the country in a short period of time, so she could only catch those nearby. Fortunately, most of them gathered in Kyoto, making it convenient for her to catch them.
That night, Rong Qing made a new decision. He would go out for a stroll on boring nights, catch a few more thieves and collect some hard work fees.
After happily making the decision, Rong Qing quickly arrived at the entrance of the secret room below. He skillfully took out the necessary prop: a smoke bomb, and threw it in without hesitation for a second.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of "bang bang bang..." of people falling to the ground was heard from below. There were a total of ten sounds, confirming that there was no problem. The divine sense just checked and found that there were also ten people, eight men and two women.
The same process applies. In her place, there is no gender distinction for thieves of the country, and there is no preferential treatment. She first dresses them up as beggars, and then her eyes fall on their unsightly hair color, and she shaves their heads bald with the big knife in her hand.
I squatted down and looked at them, and thought for a while. Since I wanted to always be a caring person, I had to mark the "rats" I caught with my own mark.
Since he couldn't wake up for a while anyway, he slipped into the space. About five minutes passed in reality, and Rong Qing came out of the space with a branding seal in his hand. It was engraved with:
"Any traitor who steals the country must be punished on sight." At the very bottom is a small square seal engraved with the words: Enthusiastic Chaoyang people.
A unique brand was placed directly on the center of each of their bald heads.
There was a sizzling sound in my ears and the smell of barbecue wafted through my nostrils.
Rong Qing's seal was specially designed, with a very high temperature. The ten characters were made up of countless tiny steel needles, with a long protruding section coated with a special red dye, which was guaranteed to be impossible to remove in any way.
Moreover, when the steel needle on the seal is pressed down, it penetrates deep into the skin and flesh with high temperature, even piercing the skull. In order to avoid damaging the brain, it is specially set to be two millimeters away from the brain.
Very accurate!
Rong Qing admired her work for a while and felt a little dissatisfied. She decided to add some special glitter powder to the dye next time so that it would be eye-catching enough.
He waved his hand and took away the gold and cash, while other more valuable antiques, calligraphy and paintings, agates and jades, as well as confidential information collected by the traitors and the tools used in the crime, were all left in their original state.
He stuffed the written letter, which had a peach blossom stamp of a caring citizen on it, into his pocket and took the two female traitors to the nearest police station.
They rushed to the other two hiding places of the traitors as told by the leader of this gang. The process was unified and the business was skilled, and it only took an hour.
The accomplices who were confessed this time were implicated in the country's traitors and lackeys. One of them was a high-ranking official in the city who had a very good external image, but it turned out that his entire family were traitors.
There is also an underground gang that was doing black market business before the reform and opening up. Now, with the inclusiveness of the times, some people have turned to the open market, and their business has been expanded rapidly. They have become quite big and have done a lot of things for the traitors.
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