Although Zhou Jinxian is the head of the criminal police detachment, his impression of Fang Dalei is not at all like the traditional old criminal policeman with a tough style, and even a little vulgar.

Zhou Jinxian's consistent impression of Fang Dalei is that he is as his name, cautious, courteous and respectful, he is more like a politician than a criminal policeman, which may be related to his background, or his father Zhou Wenzhong, who is the mayor, in short, he is more suitable for mixing politics rather than mixing police.

Zhou Jinxian has always been gentle and elegant in front of Fang Dalei, and he has never been rude, but on the phone tonight, Zhou Jinxian scolded people with a rare mouth: "Boss Fang, I C his mother's, this turtle grandson doesn't give me face, forget it, and Rory talks a lot, saying what to tell me not to stand in the wrong line, what else I just rely on my Lao Tzu, my Lao Tzu is about to retreat, see what I should do, MD, Lao Tzu is so angry that he wants to take out a gun and shoot this bastard!" ”

Fang Dalei was also taken aback when he heard Zhou Jinxian's words, if the two people in the officialdom didn't tear their faces, they would maintain a relative tacit understanding, some things can be said, some things can't be said, like this, standing in line and relying on his father is taboo, just talk about it behind your back, it's more serious than slapping your face in person, no wonder Zhou Jinxian is so angry.

After all, when you come out to mix, you all want face, no matter how bad your inside is, you will always have to get by on your face, and now it's clear that you don't give Zhou Jinxian face.

Later, Zhou Jinxian calmed down, and explained again, Fang Dalei understood what was going on, and he was looking for the wrong person this time to find Zhou Jinxian.

Zhou Jinxian and the people above this director are not from the same faction, Zhou Jinxian belongs to his Lao Tzu faction, and the relationship between the two sides is very bad, and they usually stumble and pull each other's back.

Now it is related to the director's vital interests, and it is strange that the other party can give Zhou Jinxian a good look, so he sneered on the phone, which made Zhou Jinxian angry. lost his sense of proportion in front of Fang Dalei.

Fang Dalei comforted Zhou Jinxian on the other end of the phone and said: "Xiao Zhou, don't worry about getting angry, okay, I know about this, don't worry, I will give you a satisfactory explanation of this matter." ”

Zhou Jinxian listened to Fang Dalei's words, and said with an apologetic look on his face: "Boss Fang, I'm really embarrassed, not only did this matter not help you, but I also made myself angry." ”

What can Fang Dalei say? Naturally, he comforted him a few words and hung up the phone.

He happened to drive near the bar, so he found a place to pull over and turn off the fire, get out of the car and walk towards the bar.

In fact, he hasn't paid attention to a director yet, after all, the old man has given him the right to arbitrarily make decisions on the spot, and no one dares to say anything even if he takes down this director.

The problem is that this director is a mortal after all, and he still represents an official, Fang Dalei doesn't want to have too much cause and effect with them, and if there is no reason to take down the other party. This cause and effect is considered to be great.

After thinking about it, Fang Dalei felt that he still had to dig out some black materials on the other party, and when the time came, it would be better to exchange interests or directly destroy him, and he would have food in his hands. Don't panic.

When Fang Dalei came to the bar, it was still crowded, and the dance floor in the middle was full of demons, and men and women hugged each other and indulged in selflessness. It doesn't seem to have been affected at all.

Fang Dalei glanced at it, and tonight's target bar owner and the director of the police station were sitting on a booth.

The demon cultivator bar owner looked a little nervous, and the director of the police station on his side didn't mean to panic at all. Sitting there with Erlang's legs crossed, the most exaggerated thing is that this guy is still wearing a police uniform, and there are several policeman-like people around him.

And the younger brother Zhuang Bifan sat on another booth not far from them with three subordinates in the foundation building period, glaring at them angrily.

Such a strange combination confronted each other, and it didn't make the young guests who came to consume around have even the slightest commotion, Fang Dalei really had to admire the nervousness of the young people now.

Fang Dalei shook his head and walked straight towards Zhuang Bifan and the others, Zhuang Bifan noticed Fang Dalei's arrival, and hurriedly stood up with the three younger brothers.

"Boss, you're here!" When Zhuang Bifan saw Fang Dalei, he immediately burst into tears, as if he had seen a savior.

"Hehe, aren't things going too well?" Fang Dalei asked with a smile, "Don't worry, isn't the boss here to support you?" ”

"Hey, boss, if you hadn't allowed us to use force against mortals, I would have done that shit director with me, it's really annoying!" Zhuang Bifan said depressedly.

In the past, when he was a second ancestor, let alone facing the director, even facing the director of their bureau, Zhuang Bifan had never been so aggrieved, but now that he is a cultivator, when he sees these people, he is a little shrunken.

Fang Dalei patted him on the shoulder to signal him not to care, and led him to the side of the booth.

As Fang Dalei walked, he released a trace of momentum, this momentum may not be felt by mortals, but as a demon cultivator, the bar owner really felt it.

The owner of this bar is just the top layer of the foundation, and the cultivation that Jin Dan can't do, a real small role, is also a role in providing intelligence and funds in the Fairy Alliance.

After all, bars are still very profitable, and such places are usually good sources of intelligence.

So this guy's main responsibility is logistics, not responsible for combat, and the strength is almost conceivable.

Fang Dalei only let out a trace of momentum that made him unable to resist, shrunk on the card seat and trembled.

The director saw the strange appearance of the bar owner, and also saw Fang Dalei's arrival, he stood up and greeted him unexpectedly.

What to lose, the momentum can't be lost, if the momentum is lost, then it is considered to have lost more than half.

"Wan Jun, Wan Director?"

"Fang Da Lei?!"

The two men called each other by name, and then glared at each other not to be outdone. Fang Dalei dared to look at his opponent like this, naturally he had no scruples, and Wan Jun dared to look at Fang Dalei like this, it was purely brain-burning.

Sure enough, in a few seconds, the army was defeated, and he didn't dare to look directly into Fang Dalei's eyes anymore.

This thing has nothing to do with guts, it is purely a matter of strength, if a dignified god stage power can be stared at by mortals like this, then he can be killed by his head.

Although defeated, Wan Jun still did not disarm and surrendered, and he shouted to the other party: "I heard that you want to move the boss? Let me tell you, Boss Fang is a legal taxpayer and has not done anything illegal, and he is protected by our police! You have the guts to try it today! You want to move him unless you step over my corpse! (To be continued......)