After all, in the current society, all kinds of order have long been chaotic.

Rao is war zone still retains the legal system, but individuals know that those are only for the rich and powerful.

Therefore, until it is clear who is bigger in the background, the middle-aged police will not make the decision to arrest people.

And at present, he is obviously more inclined to the side of Luo Zhehang, who has a large number of people.

"Hmph, since you are from the Border Personnel Bureau, whether I arrest anyone or not, who should be arrested, it seems that it doesn't matter if you don't care."

"You ......" the man in sunglasses almost habitually wanted to scold his mother.

You must know that he has always been popular and drunk in the Personnel Bureau, only others beg him, not others.

Rao is begging, with his status in the Boundary Personnel Bureau, others will also help.

But how could the man in sunglasses think that the police on the street would dare to shout at him, which really made the man in sunglasses angry.

Damn it! This thing really doesn't go up, and when this thing is done, I'll go back and slowly clean you up.

The man in sunglasses gritted his teeth viciously, and at this time, the middle-aged policeman's eyes fell on the two thugs lying on the ground.

These two people, one face is like a pig's head; One of them was crawling on the ground, and there were large blood stains next to both of them.

At first glance, I don't know if it's dead or alive.

The middle-aged policeman frowned and asked, "What's going on with them?" ”

"He beat it, he hit it!" The man in sunglasses would not let go of this opportunity, and he almost roared in the voice of the middle-aged policeman.

Just now you said that the Lao Tzu Personnel Bureau can't control your arrest, so now that the evidence is conclusive, I see what else you can do!

"He hit it alone?" The middle-aged police officer glanced at Luo Zhehang noncommittally, seeing that he was not very old and his figure was quite lean, he obviously didn't believe the answer of the man in sunglasses.

Seeing this, the man in sunglasses continued to roar angrily: "If you don't believe it, you can ask them, this is his brother, you ask him!" ”

Yu Feng pointed to the board's head, and the corners of the sunglasses man's lips finally showed a smug smile.

The middle-aged policeman moved his eyes to look at Ban Cuntou, and when he saw the "Made in Hanyang" in the latter's hand, a pair of thick eyebrows on his face frowned slightly.

A fool can also see that the board is not a good type, let alone a middle-aged policeman.

With a deep voice, the middle-aged policeman asked indifferently, "Are they your people?" ”

Ban Cuntou nodded, although he was also a mixed party, but he was just a straggler, with neither a big force to rely on nor a strong fund to dredge up relations.

So seeing the police is like a mouse seeing a cat.

Ban Cuntou subconsciously received the machete behind his back, and after swallowing and foaming, he replied affirmatively: "Yes, yes, yes, they are...... It's my friend. ”

"And they were beaten like this by him?" The middle-aged policeman pointed his finger at Luo Zhehang, looking forward to the answer.

The board is now seven up and eight down, and the psychology is ruthless and can't remove the man in sunglasses.

The heart is: It's not enough for you to pit Lao Tzu, and now you're kicking the ball to Lao Tzu, I'm ......

looked at the two brothers who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and then looked at Luo Zhehang, who had a calm face, and finally after meeting Li Zhenyu's eyes that were almost murderous, he didn't think about it and denied it repeatedly: "No, no!" This big brother didn't beat my brother, that person was a rumor-monger. ”

As soon as these words came out, the man in sunglasses only thought that he had heard it wrong, and he instinctively wanted to get up and come forward to ask the man for an explanation.

Unexpectedly, his right leg was broken, and the abrupt movement made him cry out in pain, "Ah! ”

The middle-aged policeman didn't seem to hear the wailing of the man in sunglasses, he touched his chin and continued to ask: "Hmph, he didn't hit him, then ...... are they?"

"Uh......" The prolonged tone of the stopper, after seeing Lu Wei on his side, he thought to himself: "Yes...... The car crashed. ”

"The car hit?" The middle-aged policeman's eyes narrowed slightly, obviously not believing in Bancuntou's rhetoric.

But Ban Cuntou insisted: "That's right, my two brothers were hit by a car." ”

"Heh, who was it that hit him?"

"Him! That's him! Not only did he knock my two brothers into it! I also hit that old man! Raising the knife and pointing, Ban Cuntou shouted at the man in sunglasses.

This time, not only the man in sunglasses was stupid, but Rao is Luo Zhehang was also stupid, he didn't think that Ban Cuntou would "sell the owner for glory", but this kind of "righteous annihilation"...... Lao Tzu must give you a thumbs up.

The man in sunglasses seemed to be a blower with diesel fuel on his chest at the moment, "whew, snort" and gasped outside.

"You...... Are you crazy!? What to say? Lao Tzu hit them? ...... the you"

"What the am I! Comrade police are the ones he hit, you have to clean them up with this kind of scum. ”

Dog eats dog, Luo Zhehang couldn't help but laugh secretly when he watched from the side.

The man in sunglasses knew that the grass on the wall had fallen down, and he was annoyed and helpless.

After all, the old man was indeed hit by him, but ......

"! We'll figure it out later! What, they openly carried controlled knives on the street, and broke my hands and feet, comrade policeman, do you care about this matter or not? ”

Looking at the "Green Dragon Glaive Knife" in Li Zhenyu's hand, the man in sunglasses had a cold face, and said in his heart that unless you kid can swallow that knife, you will definitely not be able to escape.

It's just that Li Zhenyu didn't have the slightest fear when he heard this, he shook the long knife in his hand, and asked backlash: "You, what did you say?" Do I bring a controlled knife? Which dog eye did you see it? Damn, Lao Tzu sings in a troupe, this thing is a prop, why does it become a controlled knife in your dog's mouth? Alas, I said, comrade policeman, if he slanders me like this, can I sue him? ”

After a yellow time of contact, Li Zhenyu didn't learn anything else, just this gag, and he learned a lot from Luo Zhehang.

The middle-aged policeman took the "Qinglong Yanyue Knife" handed by Li Zhenyu and touched the blade, and sure enough, it was coated with a layer of silver spray paint from plastic.

Taking advantage of the middle-aged policeman's gap in checking the knives, Li Zhenyu handed Luo Zhehang a look.

In fact, all this was ordered by Luo Zhehang in advance, and he predicted that this incident would most likely alarm the police.

After all, this place is located in a densely populated area, and it is the rush hour after work, once there is a conflict, there will definitely be no shortage of good people watching, then the well-wishers will inevitably report to the police station.

So in order to avoid being arrested by the police because of the fight, Luo Zhehang specially asked Li Zhenyu to get a knife from the troupe to act as a "killing weapon".

I never thought that his flash of inspiration would now be a great opportunity to whip the man in sunglasses.

The middle-aged policeman who finished the inspection returned the knife to Li Zhenyu, and seeing that the police did not say anything, the man in sunglasses ate a turtle solidly: "Don't listen to them work in vain, these guys may be singing?" They ......"

"Hey! Pay attention to what you say, I've put up with you for a long time, don't think that we are easy to bully when we sing, why can't we be singing? I also told you that we are singing Yue Jiajun, do you want me to give you a yellow on the spot! ”

(End of chapter)