It's the same officer from last time.

His jaw dropped when he saw this, and he hurriedly stepped forward to ask what was going on.

Jiang Jing probably talked about the situation, picked Zhang Qian's family of three cleanly, and attributed the nature to the uneven distribution of spoils among street gangsters, which caused a fight.

Those people wanted to resist, but they found that they couldn't say anything they wanted to justify.

If you can't say it, you will default to it.

Jiang Jing asked the people he brought to pull them away, and the police officer took advantage of the situation to let his people torture Mao Laosan and the six gangsters.

The thugs, who had ruled the neighborhood for nearly a decade, fell silent in silence. They were all taken away by the police.

Qin Huai looked at this chaotic scene, as well as Father Zhang's scrutinizing eyes, and knew that he was not suitable here, so he said goodbye to Zhang Qian and Jiang Jing and left.

After Zhang Qian was taken to make a record, Zhang Jianzhong had regained his composure, and Luo Mingyue also woke up leisurely.

Seeing Zhang Qian's blood-stained sleeves, she cried again.

"Qianqian, my Qianqian, how are you, does it hurt. ”

Seeing this, Zhang Jianzhong pulled his wife into his arms, and said in a lukewarm tone: "Don't say so much first, go to the hospital." ”

Jiang Jing asked his people to go back first, and drove a family of three to the hospital.

Zhang Qian sat in the car, helplessly looking at her father's alienated eyes, covering her shoulders with her hands, and constantly releasing her abilities.

So, when I arrived at the hospital, after the doctor on duty checked it, he said softly: "It's not a big deal, that is, it looks at how serious the bleeding is, in fact, it's just a skin injury, I'll just bandage you." ”

Hearing her say this, Jiang Jing and Luo Mingyue finally put their minds at ease.

After bandaging the wound, as soon as the four of them walked out of the hospital, Zhang Jianzhong spoke.

"Ms. Jiang, when we take a taxi home, we won't bother you. ”

Jiang Jing was about to say something, but was interrupted by Zhang Qian, she looked at Jiang Jing, gave her a look, and compared a mouth shape. Only then did he smile and said, "Godmother, you can go back first, it's easy to take a taxi at the entrance of the hospital, and today's matter is already very troublesome for you." ”

Jiang Jing knew that she had an idea, so when it came to this, she didn't insist anymore, and drove away after saying goodbye to the family of three.

When I got home, it was already past eight o'clock, and it was just dark.

Zhang Qian was the first to walk into the house, Luo Mingyue followed, and after Zhang Jianzhong came in, he slammed the door directly. The old wooden door creaked loudly.

Then, Zhang Jianzhong walked directly to the high stool in the living room and said in a deep voice: "You are not my daughter." ”

From the moment Zhang Qian decided to pick up the knife today, she was ready for her parents to be suspicious. But when I heard my father's words, you are not my daughter, I still felt a sting in my heart.

She closed her eyes and whispered, "I am." ”

Seeing that the father and daughter were deadlocked, Luo Mingyue secretly pulled Zhang Jianzhong's sleeve and said in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Zhang Jianzhong brushed away her hand and said slowly: "Don't you know what to talk about?"

After speaking, he looked at Zhang Qian again, and his face was already in tears.

"You're not! I know my daughter myself! She can't get the first place in the city! She can't hold a knife! Don't dare to stab someone! She can't buy lottery tickets, and she can't have that kind of emotional intelligence to make friends with dignitaries! She's a bit introverted, her academic performance is only upper-middle, and she's timid and soft-minded! You're excellent in everything, but you're not her! I've been deceiving myself before! But today, I can't lie to myself anymore! Who are you? You say! Where did you get my daughter?"