Chapter 390: The eyes of the crowd are bright

In addition to Shangguan Xuanxuan and Luo Zhehang, Li Zhenyu naturally did not lose to the fight.

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and more than 100 gangsters outside the arena raised their arms and shouted.

Seeing this, the middle-aged policeman couldn't help but wipe cold sweat on his forehead, he knew that he had to say something at this juncture, otherwise he would let the situation develop, and there would be a commotion at the same time, and he was afraid that even if the entire police force was dispatched, he would not be able to calm down this gang of gangsters.

Obviously, the so-called drama rhetoric of the shoehorn face in front of him is purely fart, and the middle-aged policeman is also very annoyed by the feeling of being played like a monkey.

But people's evidence, whether it is human or material, points to innocence, and even if the middle-aged policeman has the intention to trouble Li Zhenyu now, he has no way to start.

On the contrary, the man in sunglasses was slapped in the face at several points, and the middle-aged policeman also saw that the head of the board should be his gang.

But the latter is now facing each other, which shows that the forces behind young people are not simple.

Compared with the two, the middle-aged policeman already knows who to support.

Pretending to have a sore throat and coughing lightly, the middle-aged policeman walked up to the man in sunglasses, frowning and lowering his head: "What else do you have to say now?" ”

"I ......" was broken by someone, and he had to be taken back to the police station when he turned his head, when did the man in sunglasses suffer this kind of loss in his life.

But now he also knows that the general trend has gone, as the so-called staying in the green mountains is not worrying about no firewood, Lao Tzu has the right to take a step back today, and then slowly settle the account with you when he returns.

Staring at the back-water-induced board inch, the man in sunglasses gritted his teeth and said, "Damn! Lao Tzu confessed today! But don't be complacent, I remember you, we don't finish this account!! ”

"Take it away!" The middle-aged policeman didn't have time to listen to the man in sunglasses, and if he let this thing continue to ramble, he might cause some trouble.

The accompanying police officer stepped forward in response, but just as they were about to work together to erect the man in sunglasses, a low shout came from behind the man: "That, please wait a minute!" ”

The police officer turned his face and handed over his inquiring looks, Luo Zhehang stepped forward slowly: "He hit someone, you can't just let him go." ”

The police officer was slightly stunned when he heard this, and his heart was that what the young man said made sense, so he subconsciously looked at the captain.

The middle-aged policeman obviously didn't have such a good mind, after all, the current situation was complicated, and the black-clad army of more than 100 people could make trouble at any time.

Therefore, the young man's request is undoubtedly looking for trouble for him.

But due to the young man's unknown "powerful" background, the middle-aged policeman still asked relatively politely: "What do you want to call him?" ”

Luo Zhehang said two words indifferently: "Apologize." ”

Although the man in sunglasses acted arrogantly, he only knocked down the old man after all, and he was not guilty of death.

Moreover, Luo Zhehang had also broken the legs and feet of the man in sunglasses and taught him a lesson, so he did not plan to punish the latter further.

But there is no doubt that the man in sunglasses still owes the old man an apology.

It stands to reason that this request is not excessive, but the man in sunglasses has been angry since the beginning, and at this moment admitting that returning to the police station with the middle-aged police is the biggest concession he has made.

I never thought that young people were like dogs and clenched on themselves, how could the man in sunglasses accept it.

At that moment, rubbing between his teeth, the man in sunglasses scolded: "Boy, you don't want to get an inch!" That dead old man is in the middle of the road with his own eyes, and besides, the money I should have given has already been given, and the money is enough to buy him a coffin, what the hell do you want!? But you smashed Lao Tzu's car like that, I haven't settled this account with you yet!! ”

"Smack!" Shaking his hand with a big mouth, Luo Zhehang's face was indifferent, as if he hadn't heard the nonsense of the man in sunglasses, and continued to repeat the words of Shicai: "Apologize!" ”

"Hey, be careful, you can't ......"

"Good fight!" Li Zhenyu saw that the middle-aged policeman intended to interfere, so he took the first step to get close to the crowd, then took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his right arm, and said rhythmically: "Apologize for hitting someone, it's justified, everyone says yes!" ”

"Yes!" The 100 men in black shouted in unison, and the unified roar shook the heavens and the earth.

When the words were closed, the men all raised their right arms and continued to shout: "Apologize!" Apologize! Apologize! ”

After a while, some of the onlookers in the center of the whirlpool were afraid, some were curious, and more were due to the psychological impact of making trouble, and they also shouted with the man in black: "Apologize!" Apologize! Apologize! ”

Good guys, for a while, hundreds of people raised their arms and shouted on the entire 100-meter-long street, which was really shocking, and I don't know what kind of celebration was going on here.

Seeing that the situation was about to slide into an uncontrollable category, cold sweat broke out on the middle-aged policeman's forehead.

He really hates the man in sunglasses now, do you think you will die if you apologize? What's the big head?

Now it's okay, I just have the heart to save you, and I can't do anything about it.

Luo Zhehang saw that the middle-aged policeman wanted to speak and stopped, so he leaned forward and asked a little playfully: "Hehe, comrade policeman, what did you just say?" ”

"Uh......" swallowed and spitted, the middle-aged policeman laughed, and then bypassed Luo Zhehang, his eyes fell on the man with black sunglasses on his face like death: "You have seen the situation, if you want to live, you should apologize quickly, otherwise I can't save you if the people make trouble." ”

After speaking, the middle-aged policeman patted the man in sunglasses on the shoulder, and his eyes revealed a look of "you are so self-sufficient". "Good! Good! I apologize! "The man in sunglasses, who knows that the time and place are right and the people are all three, even if he is reluctant in his heart, he does not dare to go against the sky now.

"I ...... I was wrong, I'm sorry, this is fine! He muttered, and the man in sunglasses now just wanted to hurry up and leave this hellish place.

It's just that......

"Hmph, that's your apology?"

"What do you mean?"

"Who are you apologizing to? I? Comrade police? Or the floor? ”

"What the hell do you want!?" The man in sunglasses tried his best to suppress his anger, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

Luo Zhehang didn't pay attention to the anger of the man in sunglasses at all, and walked in front of the old man in the "cheering sound" that roared and shook the sky.

The old man looked a little panicked at the moment because of a series of changes on the field, and Luo Zhehang could clearly feel that the old man's hands were cold and trembling all over the moment he touched it.

Immediately, Luo Zhehang took off his coat and draped it on the old man, and once the old man stood up, he felt warm and hot.

The old man raised his eyebrows gratefully, and just opened his mouth to excuse himself, but Luo Zhehang was stunned: "It's your old man?" ”

The old man looked the young man up and down, and felt that the other party's eyebrows were somewhat familiar, but he couldn't find the corresponding name from the memory bank.

At the moment, he asked uncertainly, "Young man, do you know me?" ”

Luo Zhehang smiled meaningfully, did not answer, but pointed in the direction of the man in sunglasses: "Old man, let's talk about this later, now I will help you over and accept that guy's apology." ”

(End of chapter)