Because his home was surrounded by police cars, Ren Xia did not drive his car to the parking lot, but parked on the side of the road.

There was a boy of about six or seven years old, holding an unknown object in his hand, and was paddling around in the Ren Xia car. The paint on the body is hung up, leaving several strips in a very weird pattern that looks a bit like Peppa Pig.

Just next to the boy, there was a short and fat middle-aged woman, who was talking on the phone with her mobile phone: "Oh, it's not good, it's too scary, Bang Bang is so gunshot, now the police are all here......" It seems to be the shooting case in Ren Xia's house.

Ren Xia walked over and asked the boy, "Why did you break my car?"

The boy glanced at Ren Xia, immediately ran behind the middle-aged woman, hugged the middle-aged woman's legs, and then made a grimace at Ren Xia.

Ren Xia walked over and asked the middle-aged woman: "This is your son?"

The middle-aged woman put down her phone: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Ren Xia pointed to Peppa Pig in his car: "Your son scratched my car, don't you care?"

"Whatever, children, it's normal to be naughty. The middle-aged woman waved her hand impatiently: "You can find a repair shop to repair some paint." ”

Ren Xia frowned slightly: "Your son broke my car, and I have to spend my own money to repair the paint?"

The middle-aged woman was confident: "How much can it cost to repair paint, you are such a big person, drive such a good car, can't you afford to spend this money?"

"I can spend this money, but I shouldn't spend it. Ren Xia said word by word: "The car was not broken by me, but by your son." ”

"You said that you are a tall man, you are more than twenty years old, and you are not sensible as a child, are you also ignorant?"

"Why am I not sensible?" Ren Xia was very puzzled by this statement: "It was your son who rowed my car, not me who rowed someone else's car!"

"He's a little kid, what do you say he knows, you're such a big person, like a child, do you have any quality?" The middle-aged woman crossed her hands on her hips and shouted at Ren Xia: "You let everyone come over to evaluate the reasoning, you are such a big person, you are like a child, why do you want to beat this child?"

The policemen who maintained order at the scene, as well as some onlookers, heard the noise and looked sideways one after another.

Originally, it was this little boy who broke Ren Xia's car, but let the middle-aged woman make such a noise, it was as if Ren Xia was bullying the little boy.

There was a middle-aged uncle who was very dissatisfied with Ren Xia: "How can you bully children?"

Before Ren Xia could speak, a policeman saw that this was the case and told the middle-aged uncle: "It was this kid who broke someone's car." ”

When the middle-aged uncle heard this, he immediately changed his words and said: "A child, not sensible, why should adults be knowledgeable." ”

"Shut up for me!" Ren Xia pointed at the middle-aged uncle: "Whoever breaks my car, who will repair my car, it's such a simple reason, do you want to help him lose money when you stand up for him?"

The middle-aged uncle shrank his neck and didn't dare to make a sound.

Ren Xia turned to the middle-aged woman and said, "Your son broke my car, I don't have to pursue anything else, but you should bear the cost of repairing the car." ”

"I said what's the matter with you, such a person is like a child, do you have any quality?" Middle-aged women especially like to talk about quality: "Can you still have some quality?"

Ren Xia sighed: "Yes, I just don't have quality." ”

The middle-aged woman hurriedly shouted: "Everyone heard it, and he himself admitted that he had no quality." ”

Ren Xia didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, so he walked over and kicked the boy in the chest.

Although the boy was holding his mother's leg, he felt a strong blow, and involuntarily let go of his hand, and his body flew upside down, hitting a garbage can.

Ren Xia is still very measured, to ensure that he will not hurt this boy, but he will have to suffer a little.

The boy had pain in his chest and back, and when he was frightened, he burst into tears.

The middle-aged woman suddenly became angry: "You dare to beat my son!" and then pounced on Ren Xia with her teeth and claws.

Ren Xia also kicked at the middle-aged woman, and before the middle-aged woman could touch Ren Xia, her body flew out upside down, hit the trash can, and fell with her son.

The middle-aged woman was a little seriously injured, struggling to stand up and find Ren Xia desperately, but as soon as she stood up, she was in severe pain, and then sat down weakly, crying constantly: "Look, everyone, this person beats people, and the police don't care......

The middle-aged uncle spoke again: "Hey, I said what's the matter with you, how can you beat women and children!"

"Didn't I tell you that I don't have quality?" Ren Xia leaned at the middle-aged uncle and clenched his fists: "Do you believe that I beat you together?"

The middle-aged uncle really believed it, but he shrunk his neck again and didn't dare to speak out.

The middle-aged woman sat on the ground, crying a handful of snot and tired, pointed at Ren Xia, and asked the police: "You don't care, he will beat people in front of you, you are the people's police, and you will not serve the people at this time?"

The police were also very helpless, feeling that this middle-aged woman was really underwhelmed, but no matter what, Ren Xia beat people in front of the police, and it would be unreasonable if he didn't care at all. So a policeman asked Ren Xia softly: "How can you beat someone?"

"Did I hit someone?" Ren Xia spread his hands: "Who saw me beat someone?"

When the police heard this, they felt that Ren Xia was a bit excessive, after all, Ren Xia beat people in front of him, could he be blind.

Coincidentally, Cao Ziyan walked out of it at this time, and found that there was a lot of noise here, so she immediately came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

The middle-aged woman realized that Cao Ziyan's level was relatively high, and immediately pointed at Ren Xia and died: "This person, beat my son, and beat me again, you are the people's police, we taxpayers are raising you, and now the taxpayers are being bullied, don't you care?"

Ren Xia sighed and shook his head again: "Two questions, the first question is that the people are a very grand concept, why do you speak on behalf of the people; the second question, you claim to be a taxpayer, how much does you pay taxes every year, can you show me the tax bill?"

Cao Ziyan asked a policeman: "Why don't you care about it?

"This matter, it's like this......" A policeman attached to Cao Ziyan's ear and recounted the story in a low voice.

"Oh. Cao Ziyan listened, nodded slightly, and then told Ren Xia: "You can go." ”

"Huh?" Ren Xia didn't expect Cao Ziyan to say such a sentence: "Where should I go?"

Cao Ziyan said impatiently: "You can go wherever you want, your house is gone, and you can't find a place to live?"