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85_85642 Wang Xiaotian can be called a veteran of the carnival, mentioning last night's style, this guy has some aftertaste, he sighed, "That No. 7 is really too sao, just sit on me and get it a few times, Lao Tzu will not be angry!" ”

Liu Zilong and a few people looked very embarrassed, when they used to be small security guards, they didn't dare to think of this kind of high-end consumption, yesterday they were embarrassed to the extreme, and a few strong guys were blushing one by one, and they were as shy as the little girl who got on the sedan chair for the first time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The pillar unabashedly showed a contemptuous expression, straightened his chest, and snorted: "Xiao Tiantian, your small body is not good, prepare more Viagra next time, take three pills at a time, and ensure that you are as fierce as your brother!" ”

"Look, this kid is starting to babble again!" Wang Xiaotian couldn't hold his face. A few people walked to the door, a Land Rover had already stopped at the door, and the window glass was lowered, revealing a very young and handsome face, "Brothers, did you play yesterday?" ”

A few bigwigs just laughed and got into the car one after another, and the pillar shouted excitedly: "Boss, you really shouldn't have left yesterday!" ”

"Zhuzi, knowing that the boss has a sister-in-law, you still instigated the boss to fool around, watch me go back and tell my sister-in-law not to pick your skin!" Wang Xiaotian seized the opportunity and couldn't help but "retaliate" fiercely.

Seeing that the pillar was still rough, Shen Lang said: "Pillar, don't bully your brothers, let's go, brothers, let's eat something!" ”

So, Shen Lang drove a few of them to a good beef noodle restaurant in the city center, got some food, everyone's appetite was very good, a few cages of xiaolongbao were wiped out for them, everyone was almost a starving ghost reincarnated, and the food was as ugly as it was ugly. It is conceivable how much exercise these guys had last night, these people should really enjoy it with their hands, and they are not monks, don't keep the color precepts, at least Shen Lang thinks so.

The car was on the way back to Yaowan Village, just in time for the traffic jam, the rush hour is only one aspect, and someone deliberately jammed the traffic is the most important reason. A young man in a thick cotton coat on duty and a white police hat was being humiliated by a bastard driving a BMW 3 Series.

That bastard is not tall, speaks a very authentic Gyeongju dialect, wears an otter skin, and wears a thick gold chain around his neck.

The bastard who drove the BMW deliberately pulled the reflective vest on the young man with his hand, and his mouth was arrogant to the extreme, "Cao Nima, where do you live, boy, be careful that your family will not die well!" Zhang Weidong held a thick ticket in his hand, as well as a pen, his face was pale, and he was still very restrained emotionally, and he did not make very radical movements.

The surrounding onlookers not only did not step forward to stop it, but the mobile phone was basically concentrated on this young man's body. Shouting loudly: "Hit someone!" "In recent years, no one has made a sound about the bus thief, but in this case, it is particularly energetic.

The Red Gate intersection is basically blocked, the drivers are not in a hurry, the bus driver leisurely plays with his mobile phone, the citizens in the car rushing to work complain endlessly, and the crowd of onlookers is also the same.

Shen Lang and others jumped out of the car directly, and several people joined the onlookers, when they saw that, Shen Lang's pupils flashed, he was very surprised, and said in his heart that this world is so small, and he met "stunned green" again.

Several assistant police officers from the Hongmen Road Police Station rushed over and mediated with good words, but this not only did not play a positive role, but instead fueled the prestige of the bastard who drove a BMW. The kid was crazy and boundless, and he pointed his middle finger at Zhang Weidong again: "You are a forceful person, except for issuing a ticket, what the fuck can you do?" Can you fucking drive a BMW? ”

Zhang Weidong's handsome face became more and more gloomy, and his body couldn't help trembling, obviously the bastard driving a BMW in front of him was driving in the opposite direction and running a red light, and he was obstructed by others in enforcing the law in accordance with relevant laws and regulations.

Zuo Guangming bullied him, he could bear it, and Zuo Shao was the Tai# son of the real estate boss of Gyeongju, and he could pick up his police uniform with a word.

Now that even the gangsters have bullied him, is it tolerable or unbearable? If he gave up enforcing the law impartially, how would the people around him view them, and they would not be poked in the back, so he was ruthless and decisively issued a ticket.

"Xiao Zhang, we can't afford to mess with this master, forget it!" An assistant manager in his forties explained.

Zhang Weidong was unmoved, he said expressionlessly: "Is it possible to run a red light if you drive a BMW, is it not responsible for hitting and killing people, and can you trample on the dignity of traffic laws at will?" ”

The old assistant policeman was speechless, and his face was hot, because this old guy did not take the benefits of luxury car owners on weekdays.

The surrounding masses just held the mentality of watching the excitement and did not react to Zhang Weidong's remarks, in their eyes, the meaning of dog-eat-dog talent, and it can increase the click-through rate of Weibo when it is uploaded to the Internet. Liu Zilong's fists creaked, what he hated most in his life was these bastards who dragged two hundred and fifty or eighty thousand bastards with a few stinky money, if it weren't for Shen Lang, he and a few retired brothers would have gone up to repair the man a long time ago.

"Pillar, come here!" Shen Lang beckoned to Bayingeletu.

The pillar attached his ear, and Shen Lang whispered a few words in his ear, evil? The wicked bastard bared two rows of white teeth, "Boss, I know what to do!" ”

Wang Xiaotian and the others were speechless for a while, Shen Lang is more evil than the pillar? Evil, every time this kind of "rough work" makes Bayingeltu on it, and afterwards it can be outside of itself.

An even more surprising action appeared, the bastard snatched the ticket in Zhang Weidong's hand, tore it to pieces, smashed it on Zhang Weidong's face, shook his strong body and said, "Little, you come to beat me, come to beat me?" ”

In this case, there are many people around to applaud, usually these car owners are not less angry, today to see them deflated their hearts than to eat betel nut is more refreshing. Zhang Weidong was unmoved, he was no longer the fledgling small, he was not in a hurry and was ready to reach out to take the walkie-talkie on his shoulder, the other party reacted quickly, snatched his walkie-talkie, and fell to the ground hard, the parts of the walkie-talkie were scattered all over the ground, and the owners of private cars were even happier, and a few guys danced and shouted.

"Grass and mud horses, come, I still want to move the rescuers, I see how long you can carry it, so many people are waiting with me, can you afford it?" The bastard laughed unscrupulously, his every sentence hit Zhang Weidong's soft place, if Zhang Weidong continued to pretend that he couldn't get along with himself, he would go on like this, and the citizens around him who were rushing to work would not agree, Zhang Weidong's sin would be great, and if he didn't do it, he would have to be suspended for a few weeks, and then a city-wide system would criticize him by name, Zhang Weidong's life would be considered a waste.

On the contrary, Zhang Weidong succumbed, and the spittle stars of the people around him had to drown Zhang Weidong, and the bastard Yang Zongyi laughed proudly.

"Pillar, it's your turn!" Shen Lang reminded.

"Good Ratcha!" The bones of the pillar made a crackling sound, he walked towards the BMW, and without saying a word, he slammed his fist in front of the car, and there was a loud bang on the ground, and everyone's eyes were about to fall out, and the fist of the pillar directly deformed the front of the car, and left a deep fist print.

"When the road is uneven, you roar, when you should shoot!" While humming Liu Huan's "Song of a Good Man", the pillar smashed down with a fist, and with a "bang", the left door was blown to pieces.

The bastard Yang Zongyi was about to cry, this car is going to cost hundreds of thousands, he turned to Zhang Weidong for help, and said pitifully: "952700, this person broke my car, you have to deal with it!" ”

Zhang Weidong ignored it, he waved his hand at a few colleagues, and several people dispersed.

"Pillar, get on the bus!" Shen Lang shouted at Bayingeletu.

"Good Ratcha!" Bayin clapped his hands, hit Yang Zongyi hard, and then got into Shen Lang's Land Rover and left, and the group swaggered away in front of everyone's eyes......

To be continued.

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