"That's a lot of people. Ding Fan had already noticed that there were many people standing under the pear tree, and a group of people were standing there, muttering something.

In addition to the bare-headed Catfish King, there was also a three-and-seven-headed man with a copper cigarette pouch mouth standing next to him.

This person has a deep scar on his face, his beard is clean, his hands are in his trouser pockets, and he is looking at Ding Fan with slanted eyes.

Looking at the momentum, this guy is not small, but he is not in league with the Catfish King.

Ding Fan walked over with a smile, took out a cigarette, shook it out of thin air, Scarface stretched out his hand, and found that Ding Fan didn't give any face, put it in his mouth, and said coldly: "Who are you, don't you have fireworks?"

As soon as these words came out, this guy was dumbfounded, shook his head sullenly, and stumbled and said: "I, I, I, I thought you gave it to me, don't give it to me, you are boring." ”

A little lame man next to him, who looked obscene, coaxed and said: "His name is Erswanjinzi, and his nickname is Big Donkey, you don't know him." ”

Two twists, big donkey?

What is the name of this, but Ding Fan felt that it had a rural flavor when he heard it, and asked lukewarmly: "Do you know you?

"Hey, I don't even know him, he's the same as the Catfish King, Tun Boss, who doesn't give face. The little lame man said with a hippie smile, glanced at Ding Fan's belt, and pretended to be bold and teased: "You don't have a gun, he's not afraid of you." ”

They were talking noisily, and Ding Fan slowly heard something clearly: this guy is also a bastard, another boss in Op Bay, who often does things that lack morality.

He is in charge of the west side of Tunzi, and the east side is the territory of the Catfish King, and now I heard that the Catfish King asked the police to clean up, and came to see the excitement.

This kind of person is not as good as a little thief, Ding Fan knows that what they do is stealing chickens and dogs, even if they are caught, they will be fined and educated.

Someone of them took two boxes of cigarettes from the Catfish King and untied the Arhat Seat of the Catfish King, Ding Fan beckoned mysteriously to the two twisters and asked him to come over.

"Brother, brothers, keep an eye on it, the public security is looking for me, do, do, do, friend......" The second tightener was flushed, stumbling and showing off, touching the scar on his face, as if he was a cow, and even the public security police were not afraid.

When he arrived, he was thinking about how to go around with Ding Fan.

This guy has a lot of experience in dealing with government personnel, so if he can't do it, he will play a scoundrel, and if he doesn't, he will talk about it in a roundabout.

"People, people, people, police, same, same, comrade, my name is Niu, Niu, Niu......" His eyes were dripping, and his expression was anxious, as if he wanted to say it quickly, but the more anxious he was, the more he stammered.

"You kid sings to me, don't you stutter when you sing? You are sick, I will treat you in the future." "Ding Fan had seen this kind of stammering suspect when he was an intern, and he had long known their personalities.

Niu Er scratched his head, thought about it seriously, and then laughed a few times, as if he had been bad for so many years and had been found to be good.

"That, that, I'll just sing......" Niu Er tilted his head, shook his shoulders, faced the sky, thought for a while, and howled at the throat of the male duck: "The Great Wall will never fall, Niu Er is my tuba, thousands of miles of the Yellow River, and all the women in Tun say that I am in good shape......"

This guy is now making up and singing, and after singing the second sentence, he also has a gesture, stretching out his long right arm and pointing into the distance, daring to love that this is looking at the Great Wall from afar.

If it weren't for the investigation, Ding Fan would have gone up and kicked him twice, singing a great "The Great Wall Will Never Fall" so vulgar.

But he thought about it, to be a good policeman, you have to make friends with people from all walks of life, and you can't find someone to work for a lot of things.

"Okay, okay, in addition to stammering, there are donkey things that can work, won't you do anything else?" Ding Fan hurriedly scolded him, glared at him a few times in disgust, and said angrily.

Ding Fan asked him to take the initiative to explain his situation, so that he could find an opportunity to warn him and save him from harassing Sana again.

"Comrade policeman, he, there will be a lot, throwing a sieve to push pai gow, digging up the grave of the dead, knocking on the door of the widow, doing everything. He is not convinced of anything that the king of catfish is capable of. "Over there, a group of scoundrels has quite subsided, and that little lame man is bold, seized this opportunity, and came over.

He held a damp wicker fish basket and said ostentatiously: "The catfish king went down to the net to catch fish, he followed the mix, people have a net of seven or eight catties of catfish, he will get some crab roe, the catfish king fishes at night, and he will come back to the little lady on the chassis of the catfish king." ”

Erjin's face was embarrassed for a few seconds, and he immediately defended himself unashamedly: "Who, who is special, what did you say, I didn't commit it, I committed it, I committed it, I committed it, I committed ......it."

Seeing him stumble like this, Ding Fan took out a pen and paper from his pocket, and said to him: "You kid sings like a donkey barking, and you can kill me when you speak, write! Whatever you want to say, write it down for me, and if you can't do it, you will be arrested for hooliganism." ”

People's patience is limited, and after talking too much with these bastards, Ding Fan feels that he will vomit when he goes back to eat.

"Write, write, write, write, write, word, I, I, I'll ......" Holding the pen, Niu Er held it in his hand as if he was holding a cigarette holder, his hands trembled, and he looked illiterate who couldn't write at all, and before he finished speaking, the little lame man added anxiously next to him: "Second brother, don't you say it, don't you just write your name if you want to write, comrade policeman, I'll tell you what happened just now......

A few bastards who slipped the street just now were all Niu Er's younger brothers, and when they saw that the catfish king was cleaned up by the police station, they hurriedly reported it to Niu Er.

Niu Er and Wang Manchu are rivals and rivals in love, how can they miss this opportunity.

He immediately brought people over to laugh and see the excitement.

The little cripple told Ding Fan that after being ridiculed by Niu Er, Wang Manchu swore by pointing to the sky that he would go to the township to complain tomorrow and find his cousin Liu Bo, even if he sent twenty catties of good catfish, he would have to sue Ding Fan down.

Although Ding Fan had an expression on his face that he fell in love with where to sue, he muttered in his heart: "Isn't it fun to let people sue on the second day of work, the other party is still a group of illiterate scoundrels, and the words that spread out." ”

Then, he thought of Sister Sana again.

In my mind, I showed the incomparably bright cone of Sister Sana's grinding, a woman used that thing to defend her safety, is she not even as good as a taper!

What kind of high-achieving student graduated from the Gongda Police Academy.

"Say, cripple, what bad things has he done lately? If you dare to lie, I'll let you write too, do you hear?" Ding Fan patted his belt, a bright handcuff hanging from his belt, looking majestic and terrifying.

If this was directly handcuffed to the little cripple, this guy would definitely have to pretend to be dead, but as soon as ......he heard that he was asked to write, he was so frightened that this guy hurried over, lowered his head and whispered: "The night before yesterday, the catfish king went to the Xitou Dafeng's house to talk nonsense, didn't he go to the territory of the second twisting jin?

This guy pointed to the west, Ding Fan looked along the cornfield and bean rack in the middle, and couldn't cry or laugh in his heart: this place is really wonderful, there are such interesting things.

"You two have a lot of hatred, the two bosses robbed women, look at you, I've already seen it......" Ding Fan stretched out his hand and was about to knock on Niu Er's head.

When the shadow of his arm flashed in the air, Niu Er was so frightened that the oil pen in his hand fell, and he hugged his head with both hands.

"Okay!" Ding Fan's arm stretched out, in the shape of a submarine fishing moon, and when he was about to grab the pencil that had failed, he used all his strength to flick towards his big long little brother.

Even if they haven't seen the fanatical picture of Ding Fan often beating punching sandbags in the police yard, they have to look at Ding Fan's fingers.

With a height of 1.75 meters and a moderate figure, if you look closely at his palms, you will find that they are smooth and strong, and his knuckles are larger than those of a normal person.

Especially the two middle fingers, the nails are almost gone.

This is what he often practices hard qigong against the red bricks of the solid stone, even if it is a two-inch thick plank, if he slams it down, it will definitely make a crisp sound.

"Bang!"

Niu Er's half-foot-long little brother was flicked hard.

"I, I, my, mother. Niu Er covered his lower abdomen violently, screamed like a pig, the sweat on his forehead burst out instantly, his twitching lips changed shape, and he looked at Ding Fan with hatred in his eyes.

"Where's the notebook, where are you ......" Ding Fan put one hand on his shoulder and asked inexplicably.

But when the bullet went again, Niu Er was still hunched just now, squatting on the ground violently, wrapping his hands together, wrapping himself into a zongzi, and shouting in a pig-like whisper: "I, I, I ......"

A jumbled voice rang out.

Those bastards and scoundrels became agitated, and the catfish king hid behind a pear tree for the rest of his life, looked at it, and said viciously: "You have to find my brother-in-law tomorrow, I don't believe it, he can't clean you up." ”

Ding Fan patted Niu Er's head apologetically, and looked at him with a puzzled expression, as if to say that this guy is not a person, how can he not resist fighting like a plastic shell.

"Don't pretend to be you, I didn't stumble when I spoke just now, what are you calling when I pick up something? Get up, get up, did you fall into your pants?" Ding Fan couldn't help but drag him up, like a dead dog, so frightened that Niu Er snorted and shrank back, and didn't dare to make a loud noise.

"You tell them, did I look for something, my hand touched you, I didn't hit anyone. Ding Fan shook the Niu Er in his hand, raised his head and spoke, so frightened that the little cripple suddenly jumped back a few steps, and the speed of the jump was very fast, definitely not like a cripple.

Ding Fan stretched out his hand at him, and the guy looked at the fish basket next to him, there were only crab roe in it, and nothing else.

"Comrade policeman, give, give ......" The little cripple usually fights a lot, and what he is best at is fighting against fighting, but now he is already scared to the crotch of his pants, and he is not mentally prepared at all, so he pees directly.

Ding Fan took the crab he handed over, glanced at this little guy who was not too big or small, grabbed it with sharp claws, and sighed in his heart: "This place is the upper reaches of the Qinglong River, the sand is snow-white, and the nourished crabs look delicious, but it's a pity, I can't eat it, let you eat some raw meat first." ”

After speaking, he looked at the little cripple with gloomy eyes, and asked indifferently: "How big is that thing of Niu Er? It's about the same as a donkey's? Is it enough to eat if it's stewed?"

The little lame man suddenly rolled his eyelids, his legs trembled slowly, and he replied truthfully with trembling: "Almost, almost, called, called ruler stick." ”

The ruler stick is a one-foot-long measuring tool, no wonder this guy is a woman alive, and there is a reason why people endure humiliation and burden.

"Get up, don't shout, don't sing, promise me, take care of Sana, if she gets bullied, she will lose a hair...... You can do it, I'll try your job first, how about it?" Ding Fan said word by word, sticking to Niu Er's second fat.

Without waiting for Niu Er to speak, Ding Fan said to himself disgustingly: "See me next time, you take a good bath, this big sauce jar smells all over my body, Lao Tzu wants to play with you again!"