"What, what, my name is also called by your kind of garbage?" Zhong Aimin raised his baton menacingly, "If I don't give you a little power, you really don't know that the second child of the mountain god is made of stone." ”

"You are presumptuous!" Fang Zhonghai suddenly blocked Zhong Aimin's face, pointed at Zhao Changfeng and said, "Do you know who he is?" He is Zhao Changfeng, the new county magistrate of Yuehai County! ”

"Haha, he's the county magistrate Zhao Changfeng?" Zhong Aimin burst out with a burst of ghost crying wolf-like laughter, "Then I am the county magistrate Zhao Changfeng's father!" ”

"Fang Zhonghai!" Zhao Changfeng's face turned pale, "Get the handcuffs out of me!" When chatting just now, Fang Zhonghai had already said that opening this kind of jagged handcuffs was a piece of cake for Fang Zhonghai, who had been a special soldier.

Fang Zhonghai had been waiting for Zhao Changfeng's words for a long time, and when he saw Zhao Changfeng's order, he shook his wrist, and his hands were lightly taken out of the handcuffs, and then he took out the car key, and lightly picked at Zhao Changfeng's handcuffs twice, and the handcuffs were opened in response. The whole process is skillful and natural, and it only takes more than ten seconds before and after.

Zhong Aimin was so stunned that he forgot to step forward to stop him. When he saw that Zhao Changfeng's handcuffs were also removed, he reacted, because of the effect of alcohol, Zhong Aimin actually ignored that it was not an ordinary person who could open the handcuffs so quickly and skillfully, but instead shouted: "Okay, you dare to open the police weapon privately, see how Lao Tzu cleans you up." "He rushed up with a baton.

Fang Zhonghai turned around and was about to make a move, but Zhao Changfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Fang Zhonghai, you dodge for me." Let me deal with this sake bag rice bag. Zhao Changfeng was annoyed by Zhong Aimin's arrogance, and even more annoyed that Zhong Aimin insulted his family, so he planned to teach Zhong Aimin a lesson himself.

Fang Zhonghai flashed to the side in response, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhong Aimin, once he found out that Zhao Changfeng was going to suffer, he went up to rescue him.

Although Zhong Aimin was drunk, his strength was still there, and he waved his baton and smashed it down on Zhao Changfeng with the sound of the wind. Zhao Changfeng was a good fighter when he was in school, and he was at the peak of his body at the age of twenty-seven or eighteen, so he was not a problem dealing with a drunken policeman with a big belly. He took a step across, just dodged Zhong Aimin's baton, grabbed Zhong Aimin's wrist with his backhand, twisted it hard, and snatched Zhong Aimin's baton.

Zhong Aimin usually relies on the identity of the deputy director, it is not that he wants to hit whom, no one has ever dared to fight back, so he feels that he is extraordinary, and he doesn't want to show his original form as soon as he makes a move today. But he didn't know how to reflect, he just thought it was his own negligence, and he didn't use the baton if he lost it, as soon as he broke free of his arm from Zhao Changfeng's hands with brute force, he hit Zhao Changfeng in the face with his backhand, and scolded in his mouth: "I hung your mother, and I dare to fight back!" ”

"Presumptuous!" Zhao Changfeng's face turned pale, he raised his arm to put Zhong Aimin's hand away, and lifted his knee to press heavily on Zhong Aimin's lower abdomen.

"Ouch!" Zhong Aimin let out a pig-killing howl, hugged his lower abdomen, and squatted on the ground. Zhao Changfeng was annoyed that Zhong Aimin's mouth was not clean, since he became the deputy director, who dared to scold him to his face? Today, I was managed by Zhong Aimin for most of the day, and I was scolded by Zhong Aimin's mouth uncleanly, and I have already made up my mind to use Zhong Aimin to vent my anger. He stepped forward and lifted Zhong Aimin's hair and dragged Zhong Aimin up, Zhong Aimin was still not convinced, stared at Zhao Changfeng with two big eyes and said: "You dare to attack the police, don't you want to live?" ”

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Changfeng's fist had already hit his lower abdomen hard.

"Ouch, ouch, someone, help, help, someone's attacking the police!" Zhong Aimin let out a pig howl. It's a pity that the policemen in the police station have already gone home from work, leaving the two policemen on duty far away from him. In addition, the large iron door of the interrogation room was closed, and the small window on the door was also closed very tightly, and the sound insulation effect was very good.

"Assault police, are you also worthy of being a policeman?" Zhao Changfeng hit Zhong Aimin on the lower abdomen again.

Zhong Aimin beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, the wine was completely sober, he broke free of Zhao Changfeng's arm, turned around and threw himself at the big iron door of the interrogation room, and pulled the handle hard, but unfortunately the door had been locked by him, he originally wanted to clean up Zhao Changfeng, but he didn't expect that he would become a turtle in the urn.

"Help, open the door!" Zhong Aimin banged desperately on the big iron door, but no one outside responded.

Fang Zhonghai had already opened Jiang Wenjing's handcuffs, pulled Jiang Wenjing to sit in the corner, and leisurely watched Zhao Changfeng clean up Zhong Aimin, Zhao Changfeng's skills have completely reassured Fang Zhonghai, not to mention Zhong Aimin's wine bag and rice bag, he is a real criminal policeman, and one-on-one is not necessarily the opponent of the boss.

"Zhong Aimin, come, don't you want to teach me a lesson?" Zhao Changfeng went over and grabbed Zhong Aimin's collar and grabbed it and punched him in the lower abdomen, hitting this place was not only painful, but also rarely left external injuries, which was just right to teach Zhong Aimin a police scum.

Zhong Aimin endured the pain, suddenly lowered his head and rushed towards Zhao Changfeng's chin with his huge head, Zhao Changfeng flashed back, Zhong Aimin had already pounced on the interrogation table, there was a phone on it, Zhong Aimin wanted to use the phone to notify the outside to come and rescue him. But when he picked up the phone, he found that there was no sound on the phone at all, and when he looked up, he saw Fang Zhonghai sitting leisurely not far away, holding up the phone line in his hand, smiling and signaling to him. I don't know when, Fang Zhonghai has already unplugged the phone line, and now Zhong Aimin has really become a turtle in the urn.

Zhong Aimin looked at Zhao Changfeng who was slowly approaching in fear, and suddenly fell to his knees with a pop, kowtowed to Zhao Changfeng, and said, "Grandpa, please bypass me, you are my own grandfather." ”

"Get up!" I didn't expect this Director Zhong to be such a bully and afraid of the hard, Zhao Changfeng felt even more disgust in his heart, he pulled Zhong Aimin up by the collar, and punched Zhong Aimin in the lower abdomen.

"Ouch!" Zhong Aimin was beaten by this punch and fell to the ground, he let out a pig-like howl in his mouth, and ran to Jiang Wenjing with a rolling belt, knelt down in front of Jiang Wenjing, and kowtowed again and again: "Grandma, grandma, you help say good things, let my grandfather spare me." Zhong Aimin knows that the girl is soft-hearted, and maybe she can let him go. As long as he can get through this hurdle in front of him, what about pretending to be a grandson? As long as I can get out of this interrogation room, when I get outside, it is not the world I love the people, and when the time comes, I will see that Lao Tzu will not kill you bastards!

"Changfeng ......" Zhong Aimin really made the right bet, the girl was soft-hearted, Jiang Wenjing couldn't help but plead with Zhao Changfeng for Zhong Aimin, "He is also pitiful, let him go." ”

Zhao Changfeng shook his head, stepped forward and dragged Zhong Aimin up again, punched him again, and said: "You remember for me, next time you bully the people, the end will be worse than this time." ”

Zhong Aimin hugged his lower abdomen and squatted on the ground, a resentful light flashed in his eyes, but he said: "I know, grandpa, I don't dare anymore!" ”

Zhao Changfeng turned his face and said to the other party, Zhonghai: "Go, let that nasty guy sleep." Zhao Changfeng chatted with Fang Zhonghai in peace, knowing that the special forces have a trick, and a light palm on the back of the head can make people fall asleep. Zhong Aimin can't let it go at this time, but some words are inconvenient for Zhong Aimin to hear, so it's better to let him fall asleep.

Fang Zhonghai sneered and walked towards Zhong Aimin. Zhong Aimin was frightened, trembling all over, looking at Fang Zhonghai and said, "You guys, what do you want to do?" At this time, he completely forgot that after he went out, he would clean up Zhao Changfeng and the others to death.

Fang Zhonghai's face ignored Zhong Aimin, he twisted Zhong Aimin's arm with one hand, and the palm of the other hand slammed into the back of Zhong Aimin's head, Zhong Aimin snorted and fainted. Fang Zhonghai carried Zhong Aimin to the corner of the wall, which was throwing a bag of garbage.

"Wen Jing, call me." Seeing that Fang Zhonghai had dealt with Zhong Aimin, Zhao Changfeng stretched out his hand to Jiang Wenjing to ask for a phone, the matter has reached this point, it will definitely not be good. He must unravel the trap in front of him, no matter who is right and wrong today, he, the county magistrate who has not yet taken office, beat the director of the police station, and this kind of thing will be a big trouble when it gets out. However, how to unravel this set, Zhao Changfeng is really a little embarrassed, after all, he has not officially reported to the Organization Department of East Guangdong Province, and he doesn't know who to contact now. If you call the Organization Department of Central Plains Province, it doesn't seem appropriate, right?

Holding the phone, Zhao Changfeng was hesitating, but the phone in his hand rang, and when he looked at the number, it was the phone number of the little girl Zhao Ling'er. Zhao Changfeng's heart moved slightly, and he said in his heart Zhao Qiang said that it was possible to go to eastern Guangdong, if it was really Zhao Qiang who would come to eastern Guangdong, wouldn't today's things be easier?

Thinking in his heart, Zhao Changfeng had already connected the phone.

"Brother Changfeng, where are you?" Zhao Ling'er's crisp voice came from the phone, "I'm going back to Zhongzhou tomorrow, you and Sister Jiayi have to prepare something delicious." ”

Zhao Changfeng smiled bitterly twice and said, "Ling'er, let your sister Jiayi accompany you, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you." ”

"Why? Aren't you on vacation right now? It's a lot of free. Zhao Ling'er asked strangely.

"I'm on vacation, but I'm on vacation at the police station, and I'm locked up in the police station right now." Zhao Changfeng said with a wry smile.

"Ah, Brother Changfeng, what's going on?" Zhao Ling'er was taken aback.

"That's it, I can't tell you clearly, let your sister Wenjing tell you." Zhao Changfeng handed the mobile phone to Jiang Wenjing and said in a low voice, "Ling'er's phone." ”

This kind of thing is definitely more lethal for Jiang Wenjing, a female reporter, to narrate than Zhao Changfeng's own narration.

"What? Brother Changfeng is injured? Serious or not? Zhao Ling'er exclaimed, "Sister Wenjing, you wait, I'll go to find my father!" ”

(To be continued)

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