A picket went to the building to get an electric baton and shouted at Zhang Qiusheng in the car: "You let go!" Otherwise, I'll electrocute you with an electric baton. ”

Give the money back, and I'll let go. Zhang Qiusheng would rather die than give in: "You can kill me, and then destroy the corpse and destroy the traces, so as to embezzle my money." ”

Nima, it's so annoying, how can ordinary people talk to me like this! The man turned on the electric rod switch, and the blue electric sparks were accompanied by a terrifying crackling sound.

Another person pulled the person holding the electric baton away and said into the car, "How much is it, so you can't think about it?" ”

Fifty thousand! Zhang Qiusheng said loudly: "50,000 yuan are all brand-new tickets. You have to pay me back, don't think about it! ”

You are blackmailing! All the pickets jumped to their feet. Nima, I've seen people who slander people, but I've never seen someone like you slander, even people from the government dare to slander.

Before the pickets could say what they had in their hearts, Zhang Qiusheng raised the price again: "Not only 50,000, it should be 53,000, and more than 3,000 for my boxing and performing arts should also be counted." ”

The man who held the electric baton said, "Where did you get a lot of money?" Zhang Qiusheng said without showing weakness: "Can you manage it? Ah, the little policeman, or the kind of parallel goods, you are still so lenient. ”

It's bearable, it's unbearable, the electric baton hit Zhang Qiusheng at once. I electrocute you today, so that you will humiliate me, and that you will humiliate me, and that you will humiliate me!

"Ahh The first one was the unlucky ghost who was holding his leg, and the second one was Zhang Qiusheng. But in the tense atmosphere, no one paid attention to who came first and who came after, except for Li Mantun and a few others.

Lao Zhang called later, which means that he doesn't care about the electric baton, he is learning from the unlucky bastard. Li Mantun and Sun Buwu thought to themselves, the electric baton is a kind of police weapon with high voltage and low current, and its effect is to make people lose the ability to resist, and there is not much harm to the human body. It's not the same as the thunder tribulation, and you can ignore it at all. Although Lao Zhang has not experienced the thunderstorm, this kid is different from ordinary people, and the small electric rod may really not be able to help him.

The screams alarmed a conference room in the city's appearance picket building, where a meeting was being held on "Implementing the Third Provincial Creation of a Civilized City." Participating in the meeting were the deputy director of the Municipal Civilization Committee, the Municipal Construction Committee, the Municipal Environmental Sanitation Management Office, the Municipal Greening and Landscape Department, the deputy heads of various districts, and the heads of the Municipal Culture, Industry and Commerce and other units.

It's just a work meeting, and it's not too high-level. The departments came with deputies, as well as some attachés from those departments. Officialdom is like this, if all the people who come are in the main position, the deputy mayor in charge will come.

Forty or fifty people from all the leaders and the staff of their units sat together to discuss how to build a civilized city.

The screams were too terrible to rush into the conference room. Several picket detachments hurriedly closed the windows, a cry they were accustomed to, but it could not affect the mood of the participants.

I just want to electrocute a small trader, but I electrify my colleagues together. This is something that the person holding the electric rod did not expect, and for a moment he forgot the characteristics of electricity.

The man hurriedly said to the car: "I'm sorry, Lao Dong, I didn't mean to. Then he shouted at Zhang Qiusheng with a fierce look: "Don't let go? Don't let go and recharge! ”

Zhang Qiusheng asked for money and didn't want to die: "Give the money back, I'll let go." ”

When encountering such a master, the pickets can't do anything. After a while, another person came up and adopted a gentle policy: "You let go, come down, we promise not to beat you or scold you." Let's go inside and talk. If you lose your money, you have to go inside, right? What's more, you have to sign to receive the money. ”

Hehe, don't go in. As soon as you enter, they will kill people and destroy their mouths, and they will destroy their corpses. These people are ruthless and can do anything. Li Mantun and others were pretending to be soy sauce on the side, talking nonsense while watching the excitement.

At this time, the number of onlookers has reached hundreds, and some people who do not know the truth also follow and say: Isn't it, although it will not kill people, but it is certain that they will be beaten. Don't go in, boy. Something is at the door, under the sun, let go of what to talk about.

The person holding the electric baton pointed the electric rod at Li Mantun's nose and shouted, "Get out!" ”

"You return the stove, and I'll leave immediately." Li Mantun pointed to a large roasted sweet potato stove next to the building.

A picket next to him looked at Li Mantun and asked suspiciously, "The stove is yours?" How do I remember being an old man. ”

"The stove was originally mine," said Li Mantun, "and I saw that the old man was pitiful, and kindly lent it to him, so that he could have a means of earning a living." ”

The pickets didn't believe this kind of nonsense at all, and before they could come up with Li Mantun's words, Sun Buwu pointed to a barbecue grill inside and said, "If you return that stove, I will leave immediately." ”

Several pickets looked at Sun Buwu with wide eyes, all trying to remember what the stall owner looked like when the stove was confiscated.

Before the pickets could come up with a bright hall, Gao Shanhan pointed to a pancake stall inside and said, "You return the stall, and I will leave immediately." ”

Right! Tong Wucha patted his thigh and said, "Return the big bag of books you collected to me." If you pay it back, I'll prove that you didn't hit anyone, and you didn't hit anyone with an electric baton. ”

Yes, yes, yes, you return the things, and we prove that the picket detachment treats the petty traders and hawkers as warm as spring, as soft as chocolate, as white as cream, as warm as flowers, as good as music, as delicious as fat, as beautiful as a girl, and as ---- as a mother-in-law—

A few people are like elementary school students who use "like so-and-so" to make sentences, you and I make a sentence, and they talk nonsense at their own content, regardless of the faces of the pickets.

The onlookers laughed loudly at the soy sauce, and also followed the back to make sentences, you say a word to me. Shi Yingying and her two classmates laughed so much that they couldn't straighten their waists. There is no way, Qilin's classmates have not been cured. Seeing Zhang Qiusheng being hit with an electric baton just now, they were very worried. Later, when I saw that Qilin's classmates didn't take it seriously, I put my heart in my stomach. Zhang Qiusheng is not in a hurry as a classmate in the city, what do we care?

A picket member ran out of the building and shouted excitedly into the car: "Hey, young man, our leader has agreed to pay you 50,000 yuan." Come down and sign and take it. ”

This kind of trick can't even fool a three-year-old child, but it deceived Zhang Qiusheng. When the kid heard this, he immediately asked in surprise, "Really?" I'll come down now. ”

The hundreds of onlookers shouted in unison, this is a lie, don't believe them! But Zhang Qiusheng still got out of the car. The three pickets next to him jumped at the same time and pounced on Zhang Qiusheng.

The two pickets pounced with too much force and crashed headlong into the van. One of his head was bleeding, and the other fainted and rolled his eyes.

Only one picket pounced on Zhang Qiusheng. The two rolled over on the ground, constantly fluttering. The pickets who hugged Zhang Qiusheng shouted loudly: "Let's go up together, don't stand stupidly!" ”

The unlucky old Dong, who didn't care that his legs were still weak, got out of the car tremblingly, and pounced on Zhang Qiusheng when he saw a gap. It's a pity that his eyes were so bright that he hugged not Zhang Qiusheng but his colleagues.

Lao Dong made up his mind, you kid has been holding me for so long, and now I won't let you go. was hugged by the wrong colleague and shouted: "Lao Dong, you are mistaken, it's me, Xiao Li." Let go! ”

Oh, Xiao Li, why are you? Lao Dong let go of Xiao Li, the two got up, and together with other colleagues, they subdued Zhang Qiusheng. The two of them dealt with one arm and forked Zhang Qiusheng into the building.

The onlookers were worried for a while, this young man was going to be beaten when he went in, how good is this. Even Shi Yingying's three girls were very anxious, only Li Mantun was heartless.

Li Mantun asked a few friends beside him: "I'm afraid Lao Zhang is going to taste the taste of tiger chair and chili water now, right?" Or use chrome iron to burn and whip with a leather whip? ”

Wouldn't it, these parallel goods police look fierce and vicious, and they are so pediatric? Sun Buwu said: "Don't talk about the ten tortures of the Manchu Dynasty, at least you have to skin and cramp, right?" Otherwise, it is not enough to appease the anger of the officials. ”

Sun Buwu is right, these parallel goods policemen really want to peel and cramp. Peel the kid first, cramp again, and shoot him for another five minutes. Skinned again, cramped again, and shot for another five minutes.

Nima, that's infuriating. I've never seen such a huddle, how can there be such a hug person, ah, the heart is out of our foreign appearance, ah, I'm tired to death.

As soon as the four people carrying Zhang Qiusheng fell to the ground, an electric rod was pressed on him, and he was still the one holding the electric rod just now.

Zhang Qiusheng grabbed it casually, and hugged the thighs of two people, including the person who pressed the electric baton. The two men fell, the electric sparks kept flashing, and the electricity sizzled incessantly. The three of them jumped on the ground in a huddle, their legs twitching. The people next to me looked stupid and didn't know what to do.

I don't know how long it took, maybe two minutes, or maybe just a moment, the electricity in the electric rod stopped by itself.

The colleagues next to them hurried over and tried to pick up the two who had fallen. In the midst of the scramble, one person somehow stepped on the electric baton lying on the ground. The round electric rod didn't step on it steadily, slipped a lot, and sat on the face of a colleague.

Someone next to him came to pull, accidentally stepped on the electric rod again, and did not step on it steadily, slipped a lot, and sat on the waist of a colleague.

The waist is Lao Dong's waist, and Lao Dong screamed: "Ah——, my mother, ouch——, Xiao Li, my waist is broken, you have to pay for it." ”

After a mess of tossing, the pickets finally got up. They all sat on the chairs and gasped, and they didn't care about beating Zhang Qiusheng.

After a long time, a person waited for his breath to be evened out and said, "Fang Long, you need to change your problem of using a baton at every turn." Electric people aren't like you. I won't use it, so don't use it in the future. ”

Fang Long himself was also electrocuted just now, but now his eyes were straight, his hands were trembling, and his speech was trembling: "That, that, that, what should I do, what should I do, I should be electrified, and I still have electricity." ”

Handcuffed the boy to the water pipe, the man said, "It's better to use electricity directly than an electric rod." ”