Chapter Seventy-Five: Untitled

Chu Fei discovered Li Zhengyi for the first time as early as when the motorcycle roared. The ruthlessness of this person was taught him as early as the acquisition station. At that time, the person with such a fierce scar face was knocked out of combat effectiveness by Li Zhengyi with a stick, and since then, he has known that this person cannot clash head-on, otherwise it will definitely be himself who suffers.

Later, Chen Xiangming went to find trouble with people who mixed with society, and it is said that he was also beaten away by Li Zhengyi with a stick. At that time, I had never heard of anyone breaking his hands and feet, and Chu Fei always thought that Li Zhengyi would not dare to kill him. But when he saw the screaming thugs on the ground today, he knew that his previous understanding of Li Zhengyi was inaccurate.

In fact, the biggest impact on Chu Fei was the death of Chen Xiangming's family.

At the beginning, Chu Fei was scared away by Li Zhengyi with a stick at the acquisition station, and he felt embarrassed when he thought about it afterwards. He has always wanted to find a chance to save face, but because he didn't want to be calculated by Chen Xiangming, he endured it. endured until the end, but found that Chen Xiangming's family was inexplicably hacked to death at home.

Chu Fei's scalp was numb at the time, and he was ordered by his uncle not to go out soon after.

Although Chu Fei didn't believe that the death of Chen Xiangming's family was related to Li Zhengyi anyway, there was always a feeling lingering in his heart, he felt that things were too coincidental, and the coincidence was so coincidental that he couldn't believe it. The Chen family has been smooth sailing for so many years, and everything is worry-free, but after provoking Li Zhengyi, the whole family died in less than two months.

Therefore, Chu Fei definitely doesn't want to face Li Zhengyi head-on, and if he wants to rectify this person, he can only use his advantages to fight from the side. And what are his strengths? Undoubtedly, it is his uncle's background as the executive deputy mayor. Didn't he just say that Li Zhengyi had opened a store, if he dared to open a store in Qingyun District, Chu Fei would always think of a way to rectify him.

In the face of Li Zhengyi's provocation, Chu Fei did not answer directly, but sneered and said, "Wait for the police to come." ”

Li Zhengyi suddenly asked, "You called the police?"

Isn't this nonsense, Chu Fei laughed secretly in his heart, your mother broke someone else's calf, such a good opportunity, if you don't call the police to arrest you, you still think that I have been in vain in society for a few years.

Chu Fei stiffened his neck and said: "You broke someone's calf, you are so ruthless, who else can you arrest if you don't call the police?" Besides, even if I don't call the police, if you look at the people around you, there are many people who will call the police. ”

Li Zhengyi gave a thumbs up and laughed: "You have finally grown, then 120 will be beaten by the way, right?"

“……”

Before Chu Fei could speak, two police cars drove from a distance and stopped not far in front of the troubled area. Four policemen walked down the car, one of whom Li Zhengyi had seen, and it was the same little policeman who chased cross-eyed at the intersection last time.

When the onlookers saw the police arrive, they did not dare to come any closer, but only watched from a distance in the corridor of the roadside restaurant. The motorcycle driver who sent Li Zhengyi was waiting for Li Zhengyi to pay the bill, but then moved the car to the side of the road and didn't leave, just sat in the car and watched the play.

Four policemen came over, and Chu Fei greeted him first, "Hello Officer Ding." ”

"Who called the police?" the little policeman ignored Chu Fei's greeting and asked directly.

"Me. Behind Chu Fei, a thug raised his hand.

The little policeman motioned to his colleague behind him to continue the interrogation. He walked up to the man lying on the ground, reached out and probed under his nose, and saw that the man was only unconscious. After a visual inspection of the twisted left foot and the blood on the ground, he looked back and asked, "Who was injured?"

Li Zhengyi stood up and said, "I." ”

The little policeman stood up and felt that Li Zhengyi was a little familiar. When he saw Li Zhengyi's cross-eyed, he understood and asked, "Why are you?"

Then he saw the long wooden stick that Li Zhengyi was holding in his hand, and said, "Why do you still carry such a long murder weapon with you?" ”

Li Zhengyi said: "Officer, this is just a stick. ”

The little policeman waved his hand: "Put it down first, do you call 120?"

Li Zhengyi threw away the stick, squinted at Chu Fei, and beckoned, "Hey, the police officer is asking you...... What to see, that is, you, hurry up...... The officer is asking you, have you called 120?"

Chu Fei vomited blood, Nima's, obviously asking you if you are okay, why are you involved with me? I am not your little brother, how can you come and go as soon as you call him?

In a blink of an eye, he saw that Officer Ding was expressionless, and seemed to have acquiesced to Li Zhengyi's statement, thinking that he took the initiative to say hello and ignore himself just now, Chu Fei had no choice but to come over and say, "Hit." ”

"It's good to fight, it's none of your business, go ahead. Li Zheng waved his hand to signal Chu Fei to leave, as if greeting his little brother, this attitude of casual ignorance made the other party almost scold his mother.

But Li Zhengyi had thoroughly understood Chu Fei's temperament, and the other party would never dare to tell the police that my uncle was Chu Zhengqing. Otherwise, just change someone, as long as his temperament is tougher than Chu Fei, maybe Li Zhengyi will still have some affection, so as not to annoy the other party and suffer a loss in front of him.

The little policeman surnamed Ding in front of him was also an interesting person, and he couldn't hold back a smile and looked at Li Zhengyi busy there. However, Li Zhengyi guessed that the little policeman was either a stunned young man or a little backstage, otherwise it was impossible for him to let himself come in front of him, maybe he simply didn't know Chu Fei, so he favored Li Zhengyi, but this point is not supported by facts, and it is unlikely.

Li Zhengyi smiled at the little policeman in a friendly way and said, "Officer, 120 hits." ”

The little policeman nodded and asked, "Why are you beating people?"

"Save people. ”

"Save people?" the little policeman was stunned and asked in surprise, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Li Zhengyi said a few words and told him what he knew.

The little policeman frowned, and then he heard someone on the gangster's side pointing at Li Zhengyi and saying, "It's this person, he ran over and didn't ask, and directly broke the madman's leg." ”

The police officer who questioned him said, "Where is the murder weapon?"

"Yo...... That stick is. The thug hurriedly pointed to the elm stick that Li Zhengyi had thrown into the ground.

The little policeman stretched out his feet, and the light wooden stick was lifted high. As soon as he grasped it, he tossed it up and down to weigh it: "Are you sure it's this?"

"Yes, yes, that's it. The thugs nodded repeatedly.

Another police colleague hurriedly approached and whispered, "Xiao Ding, this is a tool for committing crimes, and you can't move it casually." ”

The little policeman said it was fine, and then looked at the brawl with contempt, he often worked in this area, and he was no stranger to the few people around him, all of them were gangsters. The only person who doesn't understand is Li Zhengyi, who only has a one-sided relationship. However, Li Zhengyi helped him at the beginning, unlike a bastard, so his words and actions naturally have a tendency to be biased.

"The stick is good, and the strength is good. ”

An inexplicable sentence, I don't know whether it is praise or ridicule, in short, people on both sides can't figure out what it means after listening to the words of the little policeman, this is not like what a policeman should say.

The colleague who reminded him just smiled helplessly, and secretly slandered in his heart, if Nima's wasn't a bit backstage, with your unobtrusive temperament, I don't know how many times I would be punished internally.

After the little policeman finished talking to himself, he grinned again, then poked the stick on the ground, and said in a disdainful tone: "A bunch of hooligans and ruffians are not good birds, take them back, go back to the bureau and interrogate them well." ”