A food stall on the street.

"Brother Hui, are you going to leave it at that?" One of his rotten boys handed over a cigarette.

Stinky Foot Hui lowered his head, squeezed the wind, reached over with another hand, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, "If you don't forget it, what should I do?" What are you doing against other people? Brain show funny, right? As he spoke, he wiped a handful on the rotten boy's head.

The rotten boy scratched his head, and his little eyes rolled: "Brother Hui, since it's the bad guy who is doing the trouble, then we'll leave it to the bad guy to handle it." We pay so much money every month, and we can't let them just take the money and not work. Besides, if we can't pay the money, the big guy is not looking for us, and we are asked to do it with red faces and white faces, how can there be such a reason. ”

Stinky Foot Hui thought about it for a while, and hurriedly asked, "Then do you have any good suggestions?" ”

The rotten boy asked: "Brother Hui, have you seen the documents that the poor guy gave you?" ”

"I saw it." Stinky foot Hui said: "Liu Jianming, the probationary inspector of the serious crime team. What's wrong, what's wrong? ”

"There's nothing wrong with that." The rotten boy smiled and said, "Brother Hui, that reckless street fighter must be new and doesn't understand the rules." Isn't the big gang of their serious crime team, Li Sir, his own person? What to do, we might as well ask the big guy Chen. ”

Stinky Foot Hui patted his head: "yes, why didn't I think of it." "I took out my phone and dialed a number......

……

Baipi Chen is the straw sandals of the Hsinchu club, and after seven or eight years, Lao Sijiu finally took up his post and engaged in some practical practice. There are three horse pens, four video game shops, gambling stalls, and seven or eight sparrow halls.

The cards were playing coolly, and the phone rang.

"What's the matter?" Bai Pi Chen's face was annoyed.

"Big guy, we're in trouble...... Here's what happened...... "Stinky Footlight recounted the matter on the other end of the phone.

"Pick that star!" Baipi Chen scolded, if it weren't for the mobile phone in his hand, it was worth a few dollars, and he promised to smash it to pieces, and shouted: "A trainee inspector is a mouthful." Stinky west, a green onion dares to come and spread wild. Wait! I called his boss. ”

"Big guy Chen, are you still fighting? What are you talking about? "The players at the table started complaining.

"No fight, no fight." Bai Pi Chen waved his hand and grabbed one of his horses: "Big T, you accompany a few bigwigs for a few rounds, I'll make a call." ”

"Hey, Sir Li, it's me." Bai Pi Chen walked out of the sparrow pavilion, it was dark outside, and said while releasing water on the telephone pole: "Is there a head named Liu Jianming under your hand?" Oh, here's the way it is......" was recounted with the same added spice.

Li Zhipei on the other end of the phone was furious after hearing this: "It's not like words, it's too unlike!" is dead on the street, and even Lao Tzu's affairs are in charge. He must be taught a lesson! Inch explosion! Inch explosion! ”

Li Zhipei shouted.

"Brother Li, what's the matter?" Cun Bang ran over.

Li Zhipei repeated the version he had heard of adding oil and vinegar, and ordered: "You bring some people to help Bai Pi Chen." That new Kaizi doesn't know the rules, you go and color that scrap. Let him know whose turf Tuen Mun is. ”

"Okay! I know! ”

Cun Bang patted his chest and agreed, his neck squeaked, and he was dead on the street, and he had long wanted to loosen his bones.

……

Roadside gas stations.

The classic car was parked over there to refuel, and Liu Jianming took out a lighter and a cigarette case and walked to the distance to smoke a cigarette, after all, fireworks are strictly prohibited inside.

With the cigarette in his mouth, Liu Jianming took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhang Ziwei's number. "Hey, Ziwei. Where are you now? Still in the department? What have you been doing for so long, and there is an extra team member, called a pig's head? I'm picking! How to call it that? Forget it, forget it, no matter. You and that pig's head, come here, I'm here at the gas station, I'll take you to Chic later. Hehe! Really, I don't lie to you. I'm in a treat, I'm in a treat, rest assured. That's it, hanging. ”

In the darkness, a van was revealed.

Someone inside said, "Is that guy?" ”

"Yes, that's right, it's him. Let's find it for a while. Someone else said.

"Okay, that guy is all set. Be careful, don't kill people. It's okay to break your hands and feet, and you can just sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life, do you understand? A tugging voice said.

"Got it!" A crowd roared.

"Up!" The tugging voice commanded.

Liu Jianming had only smoked half of his cigarette, and immediately a van drove over. With the screech of brakes, the van came to an abrupt halt. The car door opened, and people wearing black masks jumped down continuously, each with either a steel pipe or a baseball bat in their hands, but strangely there were no control knives in sight.

Nearly thirty people came down in the small van in a row, and no additional people came out.

I was speechless in my heart, I had seen the news of more than fifty people stuffed in the van in the real world, and I was still suspicious, but now it seems that it is really not fake.

Secretly scanned it with the system mobile phone, and found that there were so many people, and the melee combat effectiveness was generally between 4.0~5.0, and the highest was not more than 5.0. Compared with his 9.7 combat effectiveness, it is simply crushing, and he is too lazy to do anything with them, and it is too good to practice.

Liu Jianming thought to himself: "These rotten boys must be from Hsinchu, this afternoon Lao Tzu embarrassed them, and they wanted to take revenge on me." Definitely! It's just that who gave them the guts?! Lao Tzu is also a police officer, and they dare to attack me in a brazen manner. I'm going to catch them and give them some color. It's not about their years, they don't know how powerful Lao Tzu is. “

"him!" At the sound of an order, nearly 30 people smashed each with sticks.

A rotten boy, a stick slammed at Liu Jianming's head, and the baseball bat slammed into the tiger.

Liu Jianming took a small step back, hit the baseball bat in the air, and kicked it out. The rotten boy screamed, his right leg was hit, he was unsteady on his feet, and he fell to the side.

Liu Jianming hit an uppercut and slammed it on his chin, which felt great. The rotten boy's teeth were slammed and closed, and half of his tongue was broken, and he fell down with blood.

Call! Call! Call!

Strong winds howled from all directions.

Steel poles, baseball bats, table legs, and beer bottles hit the back of his head, forehead, back, and chest.

Leaning slightly to the left, the crocodile shoe kicks backwards.

The steel pipe and baseball bat wiped their clothes, and kicked a person in the lower abdomen with their hind feet, and the person screamed, burst out, and smashed the small kiosk of the small bus greeting station, and the fluorescent lights of the kiosk shattered in response to the sound, and the electric sparks flashed.

The beer bottle that came out of his hand hit the tip of a guy's shoe, and he dropped the table leg, hugged his foot, and jumped and howled.

"Noise!"

A crocodile leather shoe slammed into his chest, and with a muffled pop, like a humanoid sandbag, it was slammed out, and with a bang, the flashing sign of the gas station was extinguished in an instant, and the glass splashed out like a large particle of white dust.