His movements are very natural, as if he is a couple with Qiao Feixue for many years, and at first glance he is a veteran and experienced in this field.

However, Qiao Feixue also reacted quickly, and after feeling Zheng Jie's fiery gaze, when she saw him raise his hand, she stood up, stepped out, and then sat opposite Zheng Jie.

"I'm not used to the smell of smoke, so I'm good to sit here."

Zheng Jie slapped it with one hand and slapped it on the sofa, where there was still the residual warmth when Qiao Feixue sat down, and he felt a little sorry in his heart.

Those beautiful legs, let me touch it, it's cool, but, don't pretend, tonight, I'll let you moan tactfully in bed.

"What kind of wine?" Men deal with women, just these few tricks, Zheng Jie also wants to pour wine.

"I don't drink." Qiao Feixue was cold, and her attitude told Zheng Jie that she was not interested in you.

Zheng Jie felt it, and smiled lightly: "Your father has been a one-term official, and he is also going to retire, and there is basically no hope of being promoted to the deputy hall." ”

Please figure it out, it's your dad who wants to have a relationship with my Gora, you know a little better.

"He is him, I am me, he is retired now, and he will help me and my husband take care of the children in the future." Qiao Feixue laughed this time, but when she talked about her husband, she obviously didn't mean Zheng Jie.

Zheng Jie was a little angry.

At that moment, bang, the door was slammed open, and two drunken and hazy men rushed in.

"Drink, keep drinking." Both men were scary and had tattoos on their bodies, one of which started from the neck and had a green dragon that spread behind their ears, looking terrifying.

The two rushed in, and then sat down beside Zheng Jie.

"Pour the wine and continue."

The two hooked their shoulders and pointed at Zheng Jie.

"Ah, you two, did you go to the wrong private room?" Zheng Jie frowned, avoided the two drunks, and at the same time took the opportunity to stand up and sit on Qiao Feixue's side again.

"Wrong ---- no--- isn't this 808?" A drunk man looks around.

"We're 806 here." Zheng Jiedao.

“806？ I don't care if you --- 806 or 808, we drink --- today ---- I'm scorched and happy today. "It turns out that these two are Scorched Skin and.

At this time, the waiter happened to come in, holding a few things that Zheng Jie ordered.

Jiaopi borrowed wine and pretended to be crazy: "Go, bring me five bottles of red wine, we will continue to drink." ”

"Ah---" The waiter looked at Zheng Jie dumbfounded.

"Don't pay attention to him, what do you do, he is ---- away" Zheng Jie didn't speak, slammed his slam, and slapped the case: "Go quickly, I heard no ----"

"Oh" The waiter heard this, and hurriedly turned around and fled.

"Sir, if you do this again, I'm going to call the police." Zheng Jie was angry.

"Ahh There were three more men next door, and each of these three men was tall and big, and at first glance he was a gangster in society.

The trio wants to go with the.

The suddenly picked up a cup of coffee on the table and slammed it on Zheng Jie's head: "What the hell are you talking ----about, call the police---- I ----- what am I doing---- did I kill or rob---- you call the police, believe it or not, I beat you---"

Zheng Jie was caught off guard and was hit on the head by a cup of hot coffee: "Ah---" A miserable scream, he jumped and jumped on the hot.

"Ahh The three people came to persuade both sides, and apologized to Zheng Jie one by one.

"You ---- bastard" Zheng Jie yelled when he was hot, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to call the police.

"You say we're gangsters, ---- you're looking for death." Jiaopi stepped directly on the table, and the also rushed up, and the two pressed Zheng Jie's punches and kicks.

"Ah----h

"Stop fighting, you drink too much, don't fight."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, they drank too much."

The three people on the side said that they were embarrassed, and they kicked Zheng Jie in the face.

There was a mess in the box all of a sudden, Qiao Feixue was angry and funny, she didn't expect Jiang Shen to find some such people to mess up.

She pretended to stand on the side and kept shouting: "Stop fighting, stop fighting, I'm going to call the police if I hit again." "I just didn't see her take her phone to call the police.

"You report, you dare to call the police, even you will be beaten." Jiao Pi pointed at Qiao Feixue viciously, and then began to hit Zheng Jie again.

"Bastard, tell you to drink or not---- and call the police---- what did I do wrong---- bastard."

He beat and scolded at the same time, and the five men in the box surrounded Zheng Jie, and after a while, Zheng Jie was beaten like a pig's head.

"Ah--- help, help----" Zheng Jie rolled around on the ground, screaming again and again.

This punch and kick lasted for five or six minutes, and Zheng Jie's face was covered with blood, and several teeth were knocked out, which was indescribably miserable.

There were many onlookers outside, and the whole café was alarmed.

As soon as they stopped, several policemen walked in.

Leading the team is Yang Da, the new director of the Dongwan Street Police Station in Chengdong District.

"Stop, stop fighting, follow me back to the police station."

Yang Da went up and held down Jiaopi, and several policemen controlled the five people very neatly.

"Officer, we are persuading, we didn't do anything, someone on the side can prove it."

"Don't talk nonsense, let's talk about it in the advanced institute."

"Killed, killed, officer, they must be sentenced." Zheng Jie can still speak on the ground, but he has lost a few teeth, and he is talking in the wind.

"You also go to the police station with us, why are you fighting with people in public places?" A policeman pulled Zheng Jie up.

"Fighting?" Zheng Jie spit out a mouthful of blood first, and then hissed in his throat: "It was the two of them who beat me one by one." ”

"Yes, let's go back to the police station first, two fights and one is also a fight."

"I'm grass, I'm going to the hospital." Zheng Jie almost vomited blood and vomited to death, have you ever seen a fight like this?

"First, you have to record a statement." The police couldn't help but say that they took Zheng Jie and Qiao Feixue away.

Qiao Feixue walked outside and saw Jiang Shen still sitting in the hall outside, making an OK gesture with his hands to Qiao Feixue.

Dead boy, you're crazy to beat people like this. Qiao Feixue was angry and sweet again.

At this time, there is a kind of happiness that is protected by his own man.

Zheng Jie's cheap man, just now he always wanted to take advantage of himself, Qiao Feixue was also very angry, Jiang Shen finally helped her out now, but it was really ruthless enough to fight like this.

Before arriving at the police station, Zheng Jie had already called dozens of times in the car.

"Do you know who I am, my brother is the secretary of the district party committee, and you are from that police station."

"I'm going to call my brother."

Zheng Jie also made a phone call in front of the police station.

When a few little policemen in the station saw it, they were all startled, Nima, don't scare us, the secretary's younger brother, then this matter will be big.

"Are you Secretary Qiao's younger brother? Isn't it like? Yang Da smiled.

Of course he knows whose younger brother this kid is, but he is a bold man himself, even the director dared to offend back then, and later relied on Jiang Shen to become the director, not to mention that this is not Secretary Qiao's younger brother, even if it is really Secretary Qiao's younger brother Yang Da dares to mess with him.

Moreover, he Yang Da is out of the border today, but in fact, this café is not in the jurisdiction of his Dongwan Street dispatch.

However, this kind of fight and brawl incident seriously disrupts the order of public places, and it is okay for their police station to pass by here, and by the way, they can enthusiastically help other police stations deal with it.

"My brother is the secretary of Hengqiao District." Zheng Jie is coaxing.

Cut, a couple of cops dismissed.

Nima is scary, the secretary of the next district, it scares us to death.

Yang Da remained silent: "Oh, it turned out to be Secretary Zheng's younger brother, we will definitely deal with this matter seriously." ”

He said this with enough respect.

After entering the police station, because it was getting late, Zheng Jie, Qiao Feixue and others went home after recording their confessions, and Zheng Jie made an appointment to come back tomorrow morning.

Early the next morning, Zheng Jie, who had just come out of the hospital, was politely welcomed into the office by Yang Da, and made a cup of tea to Zheng Jie: "It turned out to be Secretary Zheng's younger brother, and a leader of our bureau also called just now." ”

"Hmph." Zheng Jie became angry again, but as soon as he had an expression, his face hurt, and he grinned in pain, and the more he squeaked, the more painful it became.

"Severe punishment, strict punishment, how do you deal with it."

"This is a civil dispute, some people on their side said that the two of them drank too much, and when they sobered up, they could apologize in person, and compensate you for 5,000 yuan for medical expenses and 5,000 yuan for mental damages, what do you think."

"I'm grass." Zheng Jie covered his face: "Let them call me like this, I will compensate them 50,000 yuan." ”

"What does ---- Governor Zheng mean? Sue them? But many people in the café saw it and said that it was just a fight, and there was no deliberate injury, so it can't be considered a criminal case? ”

I had a few teeth beaten, but it wasn't a deliberate injury: "They have tattoos, and the underworld forces beat good citizens, so they must be dealt with." "Zheng Jie is willing to forget it.

"It's either a tattoo or an underworld." Yang Da smiled bitterly: "And there has always been no underworld in our eastern district, so President Zheng can't talk nonsense." ”

"What do you mean?" Zheng Jie's eyes widened, do you want to do it, my brother is a secretary, how many streets is different from you, not to mention that I am still a vice president.

He was also a little annoyed, if this matter was in Hengqiao District, he would have taken the case a long time ago, smashed the ashtray on Yang Da's face, and would still be so low.

Sometimes it is better to be in charge of the current officials.

"It's private, I've handled a lot of fight cases, and the most I lost 5,000 yuan, and this time the other party is willing to pay 10,000 yuan, you are good."

"You --- your police handle the case like this?" Zheng Jie couldn't do it: "This is a very bad underworld that oppresses the people, a serious criminal case, you call me a civil dispute?" ”

"President Zheng, many witnesses, including the coffee shop waiter, said that it was you who were fighting with two drunk people, but it was your hand that made the first move." Yang Da took out several confessions, all of which belonged to the waiter of the customer present.

"This, this is still Wang Fa's heavenly reason, this is the confession that these underworld forced others to write, Qiao Feixue, she knows that I was beaten."

"Miss Qiao's confession is more favorable to you, but you only testify alone, and several others testify."

"----" Zheng Jie was already in pain, and he was so angry with Yang Da that he almost fainted.

"I won't be private, even if I go to court, I will sue them."

"Oh, well, I'll tell you about it then."

"Those two must be detained."

"Of course, of course, if you are injured like this, you will definitely be detained." Yang Da smiled, hold on to the fart, you have the final say? yours.

After Zheng Jie recorded his confession, he hurriedly went to the hospital to see a doctor, so that he could make evidence in the future.

As soon as he walked out of the police station, more than a dozen thugs in the distance, divided into three groups, stared at him fiercely.

Zheng Jie subconsciously shuddered, and hurriedly returned to the police station.

Hell, these gangsters, knowing that I don't want to be private, actually sent someone to block me outside the police station, bastard, there is no reason.

Zheng Jie was angry and frightened, but at this time he received a phone call.