Seeing Zhao Wude's humble gesture, Anzi smiled. Regardless of whether Zhao Wude did superficial work or not, Anzi felt that it was irrelevant.

Zhao Wude can be beaten into a bad pen at any time, which is a symbol of strength and conceit.

As long as Zhao Wude is not a pen, he will think about it.

"That's fine. Anzi smiled and said, "Now, can you drive me and Xiao Qiao to the police station?"

Although it was an inquiring tone, Zhao Wude still felt the monstrous and terrifying momentum of the other party, that is, the feeling that one finger could pinch him to death.

This made Zhao Wude very disappointed and desperate. He just came over to pretend to be a comparison, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face in the end. Today is the third time I have been slapped in the face.

Zhao Wude knew that after tomorrow, he would definitely be laughed at by many people in Jiangwu.

"Okay, I'll send you there. ”

Anzi patted Zhao Wude on the shoulder, and then Zhao Wude's body fell to the ground.

"Master. ”

The butcher walked over quickly with a limp on one leg.

Zhao Wude's eyes were sad: "Don't say anything, and don't act rashly." ”

The butcher looked at his master with distressed eyes. Feel the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of your master.

"Wude, go drive. Anzi also followed, "You haven't driven for a long time, let's drive once." ”

Zhao Wude said: "Yes, I will drive, I will be the driver." ”

In Jiangwu, there is no one who can make him a driver. But now, an outsider actually asked him to drive as a driver.

Or go to the police station to see Wang Chongyang? Who is Wang Chongyang?

Zhao Wude has thoroughly investigated it before, he is just an orphan, and he really has no big background.

It turns out that everything is false, everything is a lie. Zhao Wude was about to cry.

Zhao Wude originally wanted to use his connections and snipers, as well as those elite troops to deal a heavy blow to the other party, so that the other party felt that he was the boss of the city in this city. However, in the end, how skinny the reality is.

"Thank you. Anzi said with a smile, very polite.

Zhao Wude personally started the car.

"Little Joe, come on, go in, let's stop walking, take the car. Yasuko beckoned.

Xiao Qiao walked over quickly, she saw Zhao Wude's bloodless face, and there was no smile on her mouth, but her heart was happy.

I really didn't expect the uncle to hang so much, and he actually got Zhao Wude so quickly.

What snipers, what big troops, what killers, in the eyes of the uncle, this is not a thing.

If I had such a father, I would be very happy.

Xiao Qiao looked at Anzi with strange eyes, and then sat in the car with Anzi.

Zhao Wude's car was at the front, and then the cars of those subordinates, one after the other, and it looked quite mighty, all the way to the police station.

There are still many policemen in the police station, and after seeing Zhao Wude driving, they were also shocked and dumbfounded. Because Zhao Wude usually sits in the back, and there is a special driver in front, and now he has been reduced to the role of a driver?

Although many police officers have not dealt with Zhao Wude, they have heard his name and know his background in the city.

They all know that Wang Chongyang, who is being detained here, has a great deal to do with him? What are so many people doing at the police station this time?

Some police officers are still a little wary.

They all wanted to know what was in the car? It must be someone who was better than Zhao Wude, otherwise Zhao Wude's eighth prince could drive?

Zhao Wude got out of the car, his face didn't seem to be aggrieved at all, and he still looked very calm. The police station has his inside line, so after seeing him come down, a policeman immediately went up and shouted: "Lord Wang, why are you here?"

"Don't call me Lord Wang, call me Mr. Zhao. "Zhao Wude said with a cold face.

This policeman's mind didn't turn around, and he was extremely depressed, this used to be called the prince. Zhao Wude also likes this title, and he hasn't seen him for a few days, so the prince is no longer called the prince, but Mr. Zhao? Mr. Zhao is obviously not as deterrent as the prince. However, the police knew that Wang Ye was a person who didn't like to repeat, and there must be a reason why he spoke like this, as a subordinate, he still had to be obedient, and said, "Yes, Mr. Zhao." ”

Zhao Wude turned around, came to the car door, and opened.

Before, Xiao Qiao was about to come down when he parked, but Anzi said: "Xiao Qiao, this is not good, let people who look down on you have to look at you with their eyes, so let Zhao Wude personally open the door, only in this way, can you look at those people with equal eyes, do you understand what I mean?"

"Uncle, is this the so-called pretending ratio?" asked Xiao Qiao very humbly.

Anzi snapped his fingers and said, "Yes, this is the so-called invisible pretend, which is the most deadly, understand?"

"Yes. ”

"Good. 、”

The door opened.

Xiao Qiao's mood was still a little nervous, and his palms were still sweating.

Because before, she was interrogated here, but now it was Zhao Wude who opened the door for her?

Is this really a bloody and imaginative thing?

The police who interrogated her before, Xiao Qiao also saw a few.

Even if there is no use for lynching during interrogation, there is still that kind of unpleasant look.

Xiao Qiao thought that after she walked out, those policemen saw her appearance, and she didn't know what her expression would be?

Thinking of this, Xiao Qiao is indeed full of a magical sense of excitement.

Anzi smiled, after all, he came from that era, the young man does not pretend to compare, and the old man is empty and sad, and he has to be like this when he is young.

When Little Joe stood out, standing in the sun, in the sight of the policemen in those police stations, those policemen looked at her blankly.

The expressions on each of their faces are very colorful, and their jaws are about to fall. Especially the police officer who interrogated Xiao Qiao before, the corners of his mouth kept twitching, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching. My eyes widened. Xiao Qiao's hands were slightly pinched, and she finally understood that it was so cool to pretend to be compared. No wonder so many people like it. This is the first time she has pretended to be compared since she came out of her mother's womb, and this feeling is refreshing.

It was the uncle who took him to fly, and the uncle took her to pretend and took her to fly.

For a moment, Xiao Qiao felt like he was about to cry.

However, she pursed her mouth and did not stay, she held back.

Then, it was Anzi who got out of the car, he was indeed past that age, and when he came out, he was giggling.

Even so, this passer-by uncle felt that he was still stunned by many policemen?

"Wude, don't stand like this, take me to see it. Anzi said.

"Please, please. Zhao Wude bowed slightly and said.

Zhao Wude didn't mention how aggrieved he was.

Zhao Wude personally led Xiao Qiao and An Zi to the place where Wang Chongyang was detained.

You can see the inside outside, so when you are through the glass, Zhao Wude sees Wang Chongyang drinking tea and reading magazines inside, which is too leisurely.

Xiao Qiao was also full of joy and joy when he saw Wang Chongyang.

"Girl, go in, I'll just watch. Anzi said with a smile.

"Thank you, uncle. Little Joe looked back and said.

"Well, you're welcome, this is what I should do, I won't pay you back the five yuan. Anzi said.

Xiao Qiao laughed: "No need, no need." ”

Little Joe pushed open the door and walked in.

"Little Joe. ”

I screamed, and I was pleasantly surprised.

"You, why are you here? I asked, immediately worried, "Is it the Eighth Prince's people who threaten you? Damn this bastard, I won't let him go." ”

"Not really. Little Joe smiled, "You sit down first, don't be so excited." ”

I sat down.

"Little Joe, they didn't ask you to embarrass you, did they?" I asked.

"Nope. Xiao Qiao said, "Now, the eighth prince is no longer the prince." ”

I don't really understand: "Why? The eighth prince is not the prince?"

"Because someone restrained him, he was like a dog. Little Joe also laughed happily.

"Are they, ministers?" I asked.

"No, it's an uncle, he owes me five yuan, and then helped me do a lot of things, Chongyang, that's really a very powerful person, you must be very excited." Xiao Qiao said and told Uncle Anzi about the matter of the eighth prince just now.