Chapter 921: Although tens of millions of people have gone to me

In the middle of the airport, the sudden rain made everyone scramble.

The reporters hurriedly put waterproof covers on the camera, and the police hurriedly pushed Zhuang not far away.

Even if it was pouring rain, the rain around Zhuang Buyuan seemed to be the least, obviously there was a downpour around others, but there was only a drizzle around him, which wet his hair and face.

It's just that his clothes are thin, which makes people look like they must be very cold.

God knows that he is not cold at all, the clothes on his body that look ordinary are really waterproof and windproof, and it is not cold even when diving under the ice ocean.

On the contrary, the policemen around him, a cold wind blew, they were all shivering with cold, and they had to put on various poses to push him, not to mention how pitiful it was.

The problem is that Zhuang is not far from the end of the story, and he is still reluctant to leave.

He stood still in the midst of the police, smiling happily.

Only those who really know Zhuang not far can see the anger in his eyes.

Fusang's actions can be said to have touched his bottom line, Zhuang Buyuan came this time, but he didn't think about it well, and he would never stop if he didn't make trouble until Fusang was turned upside down.

"Of course, it's all just a legend." But Zhuang Buyuan, who was obviously angry, smiled again, and as soon as the smile came out, the whole world seemed to light up.

"I'm just here to clear the suspicions of my colleagues, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Fuso is a civilized and legal society, and I believe that the laws of Fusang Prefecture will restore the innocence of my colleagues. It's impossible for Fusang to flood Fusang or something, Fusang can't wronged a good person, right? ”

Zhuang Buyuan's expression was almost silly and sweet.

The reporters were all deceived by his idiotic smile, and they were dumbfounded.

Only, this Mr. Zhuang, are you mistaken?

People in Fusang Prefecture deceived you to just want to cure your crimes!

If you are smart, you shouldn't come, if you come, at least prepare some means to get away with it, you can't really believe the laws of Fusang Prefecture, hey!

The law is a thing, isn't it who has the big fist and who has the final say!

Are you guilty or not, isn't it the people of Fusang Prefecture who have the final say, maybe you will sit in the prison of Lanxi Prefecture!

But there are really people who believe in him, and the pious journalist from Lanxi State drew a cross on his chest: "Yes, Mr. Zhuang is an honest person and a person favored by God, and God will definitely return his innocence!" Now that even the prophets have descended into the world, what reason do we have not to believe that there will be justice and divine favor in this world? Mr. Zhuang, I support you! You will definitely be acquitted! ”

"Thank you, thank you!" Zhuang Buyuan smiled and waved his hand.

The policemen came forward in vain to stop him, and were dragged by his hands.

Damn, what kind of monster is this, how can this guy have so much strength!

No matter how hard these policemen tried, Zhuang was walking at his own pace, and the feeling that he couldn't even stop it was really terrible.

They could only surround Zhuang not far away, trying to prevent him from communicating with reporters.

But Zhuang's ears are very sensitive, and the sound is amazingly loud, as if it has its own megaphone, and the human wall can't stop his voice at all.

"So Mr. Zhuang, how can you help your colleagues get away with their crimes, and help yourself get away with them? Do you have any evidence for your visit? The reporters were shouting again.

"Evidence? No, no, no, I don't need proof. Zhuang Buyuan's smile was more hearty, of course, he was more idiotic, "I believe that I am innocent, and I also believe that the court in Fusang Prefecture will give me justice, let's go to the court now, by the way, the Supreme Court of Fusang Prefecture is called the Supreme Court, right?" Let's solve this matter quickly, lest the dragon king really drown Fusang, it won't be good, right? ”

Next to him, the policemen are looking at him like idiots, and you still want to go to the Supreme Inquisition right now?

Inexistent!

If you don't be locked up for ten days and half a month, it will be impossible to hold a trial!

The reporters also looked at him like fools: "Mr. Zhuang, don't you know that the Supreme Judge said that it will take more than ten days to conduct the preliminary trial?" ”

"No, no, no, I believe that the Supreme Court will hold a trial for me immediately, after all, we have a good cooperative relationship between Ludao Port and Fusang Prefecture, and they will not deliberately delay my time." Zhuang Buyuan smiled.

The reporters felt that Zhuang was either a fool or ...... Still a fool!

Zhuang Buyuan seemed very confident that Fusang Prefecture would immediately hold a court session for him, and he walked slowly under the push and shove of the police, occasionally shaking his hair and wiping the rain from his face.

After all, there was a downpour all around, but there were light raindrops around him, not to mention, and a little romance.

The police just want to cripple him, when is it, you're still playing handsome here!

It's a pity that they don't dare to do it in full view.

A policeman secretly hated his calmness, secretly attacked, and poked him in the ribs with a baton.

Zhuang Buyuan smiled slightly and raised his knees.

The policeman's eyes bulged out suddenly, and he fell to his knees and couldn't move for a long time.

Zhuang looked around not far away, and the policemen hulala avoided him two meters away.

Zhuang Buyuan pouted and smiled, and continued to walk forward.

After walking less than 100 meters, he came to a police car parked near the runway, and a police officer opened the door and tried to reach out and press his head to press him into the back seat of the police car.

Zhuang stood up again, shook his head to avoid the man's hand, looked at the police car in front of him, and pouted: "You just let me sit in this kind of car?" I'm not a prisoner, and I doubt your sincerity. I have to send an extended sedan chair and be accompanied by the director to be worthy of my identity. Do you know how to treat hospitality in Fusang Prefecture? ”

Sincerity, your size!

Several policemen stepped forward again and desperately pushed Zhuang not far away.

But it's no wonder that they can push Zhuang not far away.

Zhuang Buyuan flicked the corners of his clothes, and straightened his clothes, his expression was very relaxed, he looked left and right, and said, "Forget it, then I'll take a taxi myself." ”

With that, he turned and walked in the direction of the terminal.

The police chief in charge almost burst into tears.

He specializes in dealing with international prisoners and international disputes.

I've seen I don't know how many awesome crimes, and after being caught, all of them are obedient.

Even if it's not well-behaved, it's honest to clean up, why, why is it completely wrong with this one!

A policeman was furious, pulled out a gun and pointed it at Zhuang not far away: "Get in the car, otherwise we will shoot!" ”

Zhuang looked at him with a smile and didn't say a word.

On the one hand, he is hideous and angry, and on the other hand, he smiles indifferently, this contrast is too strong.

Beside him, countless reporters flashed their flashlights.

The policeman blushed and gritted his teeth until his colleague snatched his gun and dragged him aside.

"Hug ...... Sorry, Mr. Zhuang, our colleague is too impulsive......" Next to him, the police chief in charge could only step forward and smile, "Look, we only prepared such a car, and now it's raining so hard......"

"I'll just say, you Fusang don't know how to be hospitable." Zhuang Buyuan shook his head, "Forget it, then I'll go to the terminal and wait for your director to pick me up with a long sedan car." ”

Zhuang Buyuan put his hands behind his back, and under the dragging, dragging, blocking, and hugging of twenty big men, he shook his hair, and Shi Shiran left again.

Later, the reporter from the state looked at Zhuang Buyuan's indifferent appearance and said with emotion: "Although the legendary tens of millions of people have gone to me, it is probably the demeanor of the owner." ”

The photographer carrying the camera shook his head: this is not the meaning of this sentence at all!