Chapter 70: How Are You Doing?
"Get out of the way!"
Smith pointed at Zhao Junyu and said, "I'll tell you, if you want to trap me, you're still a little tender! Don't go out to inquire about me Who is Smith?
Hey, this ghost guy is quite slippery in Huaxia language, and it seems that there is no shortage of disasters for Huaxia girls.
"You'd better not point your finger at me, although I'm a dirt bun, I just have the strength to fight. Zhao Junyu smiled faintly.
"Haha, now is a society governed by the rule of law, and we foreigners have a high status in China, do you dare to beat people?"
Smith bent down, slammed his head into Zhao Junyu.
"You fight, you fight, I don't believe it today, do you really dare to do it? I'll let you!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Junyu slapped Smith on the back of the head.
This slap, although it didn't use any real qi, Smith still felt that Venus was shining in his eyes for a while, and the sky was spinning.
"It's really interesting, do foreigners like to go up to the pole and beg someone to pump him?"
"The big guy heard it, he asked me to fight, right?" Zhao Junyu said to the people around him.
The onlookers also understood that Zhao Junyu was definitely not a dirt bun, he was just playing this foreigner.
If you want to make a bun, you will know what is a Hennessy Royal Salute?
That's what a self-righteous brain-dead like Smith would think.
"How dare you hit me?" exclaimed Smith.
Smith howled, and with a hook of his right hand, he went straight at Zhao Junyu's face.
He has this self-confidence, he is tall and strong, and the average Chinese man is not his opponent at all!
However, in the next second, with a snap, he felt as if his wrist was clamped by iron tongs, and he couldn't move at all.
Zhao Junyu exerted a little force, ah! Smith screamed miserably, and his wrist was dislocated.
"You, you wait! If I don't send you to your national prison for a year or two, this thing is not over!" Smith knew that the dirt bun in front of him was not easy to deal with, and while screaming, he took out his mobile phone and made a trembling call.
"I'm from the United States, and I was beaten by hooligans in a bar!" Smith yelled into the phone.
Hanging up the phone, Smith sneered at Zhao Junyu and made a gesture of wiping his neck as if demonstrating.
"Your national police attach great importance to foreigners, and they will come and arrest you immediately!"
"I'm going to make it hard for you to be in there!" Smith dialed another number, and whispered a few words in bird language.
However, Zhao Junyu had already ignored him, drinking the foreign wine he hadn't drunk one by one, while teasing the two girls in a low voice.
Yin Bingyue and Ye Lianxin were not worried, and were made giggling by Zhao Junyu.
Smith was so angry that he turned around and saw the security guard at the bar, faintly blocking his retreat, obviously afraid that he would run away without paying.
He was even more angry.
After a while, a few sirens were heard outside.
Zhao Junyu frowned, the police here in Huaxia solve the troubles of foreigners, and they come very quickly, but it is not necessarily for locals.
"What's going on, what's going on? Who is making trouble?" a hoarse voice came, and several policemen in police uniforms rushed in.
"Who is making trouble? What about the foreign friend who called the police?" A middle-aged policeman with a tall and thin figure and a sallow face made his rounds in a menacing manner.
"Mr. Officer, I'm here, I'm calling the police!" Smith held up his dislocated left hand.
"It's this hooligan, not only tricked me into buying high-priced wine as a bartender, but also started beating people!, hurry up and arrest him!" Smith pointed to Zhao Junyu, who was still calmly laughing with the two girls, and shouted ghosts.
"You're the one who injured a foreign friend, come with us!" the middle-aged policeman stepped forward.
Zhao Junyu and the others ignored him.
Hmm? This is the eldest lady of the Yin family and the eldest lady of the Ye family? The middle-aged policeman first noticed two dazzling and outstanding beauty.
He immediately recognized that this was the young lady of the Yin family and the Ye family.
I secretly complained in my heart, these two eldest ladies and the person who made the move seem to have a very close relationship, and this thing is not easy to do.
At this time, Zhao Junyu slowly turned his head, looked at the middle-aged policeman, and smiled slightly.
The middle-aged policeman looked at this face carefully and was immediately stunned.
Ladies and gentlemen, you guessed correctly, this middle-aged policeman is the one who went to Tianhai University last time to arrest Zhao Junyu and went to the Jiangdong Branch, and is familiar with all the information of the big people in his jurisdiction.
The middle-aged policeman's sallow face immediately turned into a bitter gourd face.
Thinking of later, the legend about this person in the sub-bureau, the founding general, the leader of the municipal party committee and the municipal bureau came over to pick up this person respectfully as soon as he received the news, and easily got rid of Deputy Director Wan
In the detention center, the handcuffs were broken and seven or eight strong men were violently beaten
Why am I so unlucky to run into this master twice.
"No, this gentleman, are you in good health?" the middle-aged policeman blurted out in a daze, his brain was a little difficult.
Smith, who was triumphantly on the sidelines, was stunned.
The crowd of onlookers was also blinded, this policeman didn't have a fever in his brain, right?
Zhao Junyu was also a little caught off guard and touched his nose, what kind of routine is this?
The middle-aged policeman reacted, was very embarrassed, and hurriedly straightened up.
"What's going on?" he didn't dare to interrogate Zhao Junyu, and turned back to the bartender and asked.
The receptionist hurriedly told him everything that had happened, 1510.
The middle-aged policeman asked a few more guests at the bar and confirmed what the guest house said.
Suddenly my heart was greatly relaxed, it turned out that on the bright side, it was on this master's side, and this would be easy to do.
"This foreign friend, since you have agreed to invite someone to drink, how can you go back on it?" the middle-aged policeman said solemnly as he turned back to Smith.
This foreign hanging hair covered in hair, Lao Tzu is not happy to see you, and the middle-aged policeman frowned.
What? Isn't it supposed to help me? Smithmon.
"You're a trap, a trap, they're cheating, don't you understand? How are you a cop?" Smith scolded angrily.
"I'm going to report this to our embassy, you police and bandits colluded!" Smith jumped to his feet.
"You have to pay attention to evidence when you speak, saying that people are cheating, what about the evidence? Does anyone prove it for you?" The middle-aged policeman also came up with an evil fire, stepping on a horse, what are you a foreigner better than?
The surrounding crowd echoed and proved that it was you, the ghost, who said it before, please drink it, and now you regret it?
"Then this Chinese monkey, how can I be injured?" Smith was so angry that one Buddha was born, and the second Buddha ascended to heaven, blurting out.
What? You call us Chinese people monkeys? At this moment, the crowd in the bar immediately blew up.
Many people who had already drunk some wine came up and rolled up their sleeves to whip him.
"Who saw this gentleman hit him?" shouted the middle-aged policeman.
"I didn't see it!" everyone replied in unison.
(Po Sing Shek Academy)