One of the young men said viciously: "What's wrong with the group beating you?

As soon as the words fell, I quickly stepped forward and flew out with a kick that hit him straight in the jaw!

The young man was caught off guard, and with a thud, he leaned back, and a stream of liquid erupted from his mouth.

Not blood, presumably saliva.

"Tooth, my tooth, tooth!" the young man touched his mouth and glanced left and right at the ground. It's like looking for teeth all over the ground.

All the young people were taken aback, but they still pressed closer. The three policemen wanted to get close but couldn't, so they could only symbolically shout two voices, and took out the walkie-talkie to call.

A vicious fight is inevitable!

The Director seemed to be deliberately trying to test my martial arts skills, and he crossed his arms and just watched, his face looking unusually calm.

When this kind of thing happens, the director is of course calm. can survive to this position, general, what has never been seen in the world, a second-generation official who does not know the height of the sky, in front of him, what is it?

In this special atmosphere, I started a crazy battle with these bad youths.

In fact, these people don't know how to fight at all, they just blindly smash to the death, there is no routine, and the demons are dancing and attacking me.

I was nimble and easily dropped five of them to the ground.

When a punch is struck, one person must be hit with three punches and five feet, and their sharpness has been almost half subsided by my punches and kicks.

To be exact, a dozen or so thugs who didn't know how to fight really couldn't make a lot of sense in front of me, and I almost effortlessly cleaned up these bad youths on the ground, some of them lay on the ground and moaned, and some of them shook their bodies, not daring to attack again.

The Director nodded in satisfaction and smiled at me in affirmation.

I retreated to Director You's side, shook my head, pinched my wrist and said, "Cool! Sometimes it's cool to fight!"

The director said: "You are really as powerful as you were back then! In this way, it is more suitable for your current identity!" He lowered his voice and said the second half of the sentence, and then looked at the chubby second generation official.

I really couldn't understand the meaning of Director You's words for a while, and I couldn't help but look at him in astonishment and think about it again.

When the second generation of officials saw this situation, they were even more stunned.

The three policemen didn't close their mouths for a long time, looked at me in astonishment, and walked over slowly.

The director suddenly beckoned to the second generation of the official who had no confidence, and said, "You, you come here!"

The second generation of officials looked at Director You hesitantly, but he also plucked up his courage and walked towards this side.

At this time, the scene was already boiling, and many reporters mixed with the onlookers began to hurry up to take pictures.

And his fox friends and dogs all stood to the side in embarrassment, scratching and caressing the wounds with their hands, and moaning constantly.

The director took a look at this overnourished second-generation official and asked him, "Your father, is it Zhang Wanchun?"

The second generation of officials was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed: "You, you, how do you know?"

Director You didn't answer, but directly dialed Secretary Fang's phone and said, "Xiao Fang, you immediately call Zhang Wanchun from the City Bureau and ask him to rush me to the Xingguang Street Library within five minutes!"

After a very simple sentence, the director hung up the phone.

After making this call, the second generation of the official and all the fox friends were stunned, and I and Director You gently approached the car and got into the car.

The director of the bureau sighed slightly and said: "Now some government officials are becoming more and more disagreeable! They used to serve the people, but now they have all become a cancer in society! I will pull out one of these officials!"

I tentatively asked, "Why, do you know that fat man and his father?"

The director said: "Don't you know! This director still has something to do with Chen Fusheng!"

I was stunned for a moment: "What does he have to do with Chen Fusheng?"

I was a little surprised by the director's words, I really couldn't figure out what the father of the second generation of officials, the director of the bureau, would have to do with Chen Fusheng?

The director of the bureau did not break it, but only insinuated: "Who is Chen Fusheng, and who does he not know any of the high-ranking officials and dignitaries in Beijing? In the middle and high-level of China's political circles, Chen Fusheng's friends are everywhere. ”

While I was talking to the director, a convoy of six limousines was speeding up this direction.

This convoy didn't care about any traffic rules, it stopped directly on the parking lane, leaned slightly, and quickly walked down from one of the Audi 6 cars, a middle-aged man as bloated as the second generation of officials.

Judging from the appearance, this pot-bellied brother should be Zhang Wanchun, the father of the second generation of officials!

Zhang Wanchun almost trotted towards the director, looking extremely embarrassed. He didn't even bother to look at the dog, and stood straight in front of Director You.

Yes, a small director of the city bureau is so lowly and insignificant in front of the dignified general and director. However, it is precisely such a role that is enough to influence the livelihood of millions of people and the operation and development of a municipality directly under the central government.

"By, by, by the director, you come to me," Zhang Wanchun said hesitantly, and began to scan the surroundings with the peripheral vision of his eyes. Of course, he could discover the existence of his heroic son, and seeing that his face was full of wounds, he couldn't help frowning and forcibly laughing.

Director You snorted coldly: "Director Zhang, it's time to call your precious son back for dinner, right?"

Zhang Wanchun was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Director You, now, it seems that it is not enough to eat now, right?

The director stretched out his hand and gestured, pointed to the chubby second-generation official, and said: "What's the matter, let's ask your precious second-generation official! Your son-in-law is really majestic outside, you see, he has so many friends, so many!"

Zhang Wanchun looked at the dozen or so embarrassed young men who had been repaired by me, his brows furrowed more and more, and shouted at his son: "Come here, you come over for me!"

The fat second generation obediently obeyed his fate and walked over reluctantly.

Zhang Wanchun's entourage also came forward one after another to greet the director of the bureau, some handed cigarettes, and some lit fires.

I couldn't help but chuckle secretly in my heart, officialdom is like this, and it is an unchanging unspoken rule for subordinates to welcome their superiors.

Zhang Wanchun knew quite well the art of acting on the spot, and when the disdainful son approached, he began to scold with a slap on his face: "You have caused trouble for me again! Why did I give birth to such a rebel of you! Come here, come over and admit your mistake to the director, quickly!"

The second generation of the official scratched his scalp and glanced at Director You: "By, by the director, which one, by the director?"

Zhang Wanchun's eyes were full of stars, but fortunately, one of his entourages insinuated and introduced: "The director is a military leader who is admired by thousands of people, a general, a general!

Is this a sycophant, or what?

The second generation of officials seemed to be a little surprised, he really came over, and said perfunctorily to the director: "I'm sorry for the director, I've offended!"

Seeing the perfunctory tone in his tone, I couldn't help but be even more angry, took a step forward, and asked him, "What kind of tone are you?"

The second generation of officials frowned and looked at me: "What else do you want, you were beaten by you?"

I was furious: "People like you just can't clean up!"

I clenched my fists, and the more I looked, the more I felt that this second generation of officials was too unpleasant, as if I was born with a weakened appearance of being beaten.

The second generation of the official lowered his head slightly and said, "How much does it cost to repair the car, I will pay." It's me who offended you, and it has nothing to do with my dad. I just stepped on the brake and stepped on the accelerator, so I hit your car, that's all. ”

I put him in the army: "Didn't you just complain that we didn't park properly?"

The second official said: "There is a factor in this! If you park a little further ahead, the ghost can crash into your car!"

This guy is still so aggressive!

And the director of the bureau was really too lazy to bother with him, touched my arm lightly, and said, "Let's go, let's go." ”

I looked at the declining appearance of the second generation of officials, and I couldn't help but rush forward quickly, and a high bounce kick hit him directly in the left cheek.

The second generation of officials staggered to the ground, groaning.

Although Zhang Wanchun was angry, he didn't even dare to let out a fart, he just laughed awkwardly, and said duplicitously: "It's good to fight, this little rabbit cub should have been educated a long time ago!"

The second generation of officials was embarrassed by my repairs, but his senior official father could only look secretly anxious, and did not dare to show the slightest.

The director was speechless, and Zhang Wanchun continued to pat the horse.

I stopped my movements, stood beside Director You, and said, "Let's go?"

The Director nodded.

Zhang Wanchun stepped forward like a eunuch and smiled at Director You: "Director You, today is a misunderstanding, misunderstanding. In this way, I will repair your car, and then please go to the cold house to sit and sit. You get in my car first, and I'll send you back later!"

Director You squinted at Zhang Wanchun and chuckled: "Don't you have to work? My car, you don't have to worry about it, just repair your baby son's car! That's a Land Rover, a good car!"

The director made a pun, and Zhang Wanchun, who said it bluntly, blushed.

Director You and I got into the car one after another, and this time I was in the driver's seat.

The director took a cigarette in his mouth and frowned lightly, as if thinking about something.

I asked the director, "Where are we going?"

The director raised his hand: "Go straight, there is a foreign trade company in front, and we will finish talking about things in the parking lot! Today's mood is all disturbed by that Zhang Wanchun, I hate this kind of government official the most!"

I nodded in agreement and said, "But in China, there are still quite a few such officials. Yesterday's news also reported one, saying that the son of the deputy director of a certain bureau went to the university to pick up his girlfriend, drove too fast and killed a student, and injured two, he was not only indifferent, but also scolded the bloody deceased who was hit, which caused public outrage, he moved out of his father is the deputy director of the so-and-so bureau, and then continued to pick up his girlfriend, as if nothing happened. Now in this society, that's it, who is the best, not the most awesome official, and those who want to be officials have to pretend to be low-key. The most awesome thing is the children of those who are officials, the second generation of officials! Some of the second generation of officials are absolutely complete social killers, disturbing the social atmosphere and ruining the reputation of their fathers. But then again, with such a second generation of officials, his father is definitely not a good bird!"