Arrest people, he won't arrest people immediately, although he is a subordinate of Xiaotian's father, but he has climbed to today's status, most of which belongs to his own efforts.

In this Shangjing City, there are officials everywhere, and there are officials' sons everywhere, and if one is not careful, it is just a trivial matter that his clothes are stripped off, and if he puts a crime on himself, he will live in prison for the rest of his life.

"Comrade, why did you hit someone, and you hit it so hard, this is your mistake. This police interrogated Lin Xiafan and said.

"Hmph, who told him to buy a ticket to cut the line, forget it, scold the hillbilly, scold the hillbilly, and finally scold me for joining the team, which is a blessing that I have cultivated in several lifetimes. Then I beat him, but I also wanted to tell him that beating him was a blessing that he had cultivated in a few lifetimes. Lin Xiafan pointed to this trash called Xiaotian and scolded.

When Lin Xiafan finished scolding this garbage, he saw Qin Xiang taxi get out of the car from a distance and come here, to this police officer who eats like a pig's head, whether he is fat or greedy.

Lin Xiafan gave him a piece of advice and said: "I don't think you are a big corrupt official, I advise you not to worry about this, otherwise I don't mind stripping off your clothes and giving you a charge of aiding and abetting abuse, so that you will spend the rest of your life in prison, believe it or not." ”

"You ......" The police officer, hearing Lin Xiafan's words, almost lost his temper and scolded, thinking of the tone of Lin Xiafan's words, as if he knew an official who was higher than him, he slowly suppressed the anger in his heart.

"That's what I said, but the place where the fight is so hurt, you can't forget it like this, let's take it as a matter of course, the first to hit someone, compensate for the cost of the injury medicine. The officer held back his anger and said.

"For the sake of today's happiness, here are 5,000 yuan, take it to the doctor, it's okay, get out of the way." Lin Xiafan saw this stewardess Qin Xiang, dressed in a tasteful dress, slender and wearing a short skirt, a pair of beautiful legs wearing suspender stockings and black high heels in the short skirt, setting off her delicate and beautiful smile, Lin Xia Fan was in a better mood, and waved to Qin Xiang with the two tickets in his hand.

"What's the matter, five thousand yuan, when I'm a beggar, if I don't kill you, I'll have your surname" Xiao Tian looked at the five thousand yuan in his Uncle Zhou's hand and scolded.

Lin Xiafan didn't care if he wanted it or not, 5,000 yuan was stuffed into the officer's hand, and then walked over to this stewardess who gave people a sunny and gentle spring, and chatted with the stewardess who had stripped naked in front of her face.

I don't pay attention to the side things at all, I just ask this beautiful woman where to eat after a while, and after eating, go to the movies or go shopping together, etc.

"Well, well, you have the final say, I don't have the money anyway. Kotoka thought of this mysterious little guy and nodded.

"Well, after a while, after the tour, eat and shop and watch a movie. Lin Xiafan said, thinking in his heart: "Let her wear a flight attendant dress that day, go on a date with her, and it is best to wear flight attendant clothes......

Thinking of this, Lin Xiafan couldn't help but show an evil smile on his face, but he was interrupted by a bruised guy next to him and smiled lewdly: "Boy, you can see, this matter will not be counted like this." ”

This Xiaotian is not an idiot, seeing that Uncle Zhou didn't dare to arrest him, he probably thought that the other party was not small, and he didn't want to be troubled by his father. He can only rely on himself, the bright one can't do it, he can only come to the dark one, let people fix him ruthlessly, as long as the other party doesn't find evidence, even if he knows that he did it, what. Now it is a society with a legal system, and it is all about evidence, and without evidence, what can be done with him.

"Who is this guy, aren't you a doctor, you can help him treat it." Kotoka said when she saw that this guy was bleeding from his mouth.

"Leave this garbage alone, let's go to the Palace Museum, and then eat, go shopping, go shopping, and watch movies. Lin Xiafan pulled up this beautiful stewardess and said.

You can't blame Lin Xiafan for picking up girls again, who let Yue'er and Long Ling'er go to work in the company, in the villa, the tigress is staring at Lin Xiafan's fragrant bun meat, and she wants to eat him at any time.

If that superb girl is someone else's, Lin Xiafan doesn't mind playing with her, but she is Yue'er's mother, how can she do it.

The Forbidden City is the most sacred place in the country, even if this little father is the mayor, he doesn't dare to mess around here, and watch a big beauty and Lin Xia Fan enter it to play.

As for this Uncle Zhou, he took his team back to the unit, but when he left, the officer surnamed Zhou said to Xiaotian: "Xiaotian, don't mess around, this is Shangjing, and now it is a legal society, don't make trouble for your father!"

"Hmph!" Xiao Tian was disappointed in this Uncle Zhou, thinking that calling him over could help him out, but he didn't expect to be frightened by a few words.

Lin Xiafan, took the jade hand of this flight attendant beauty and walked around the Forbidden City, and this flight attendant beauty, she did not resist Lin Xiafan dragging her little hand.

On the contrary, like a little couple, following Lin Xiafan, there are talking and laughing, as if they have known each other for many years, so that the old couple next to them envy this pair of little lovers.

Enter the Palace Museum, where thousands of antiques and thousands of years of civilization have been placed here, from the Stone Age to the Bronze and Modern Times.

Looking at the antiques in the glass cabinet, Lin Xiafan's eyes became suspicious, and he smiled, because his eyes saw that there was an aura emanating from the antiques. For example, something from the Stone Age is surrounded by a stream of purple gas, something from the Bronze Age is surrounded by a stream of green gas, and in modern times, it is surrounded by a stream of green gas.

The thickness of the gas should represent the age of these things, and the difference between the same era and different eras.

The strange thing is that the ancient spirit aura surrounding these antiques, as if it was affected by something, turned into smoke and did not enter the eyes of Lin Xiafan. As long as Lin Xiafan has seen the antiques with his eyes, they all gather here, making Lin Xiafan feel as if he is bathed in the spring breeze and drizzle, and feel that the small gas golden pill in his dantian is slowly getting bigger.

"Ta Ling, what's going on?" Lin Xia Fan felt the changes in his body, and immediately used his divine thoughts to communicate with Ta Ling.

"This is a kind of Xuanhuang Qi of heaven and earth, something left over from thousands of years, which can be preserved, proving that the owner who created it is a monk, and Gu understands that there is still spiritual power left on it during his lifetime. Taling replied to Hayashi Sai.

"No wonder, no wonder those antiques have broken down over the years, it's because they don't have spiritual power to nourish them, it turns out to be like this!" Lin Xiafan dared to think that his eyes did not change, and he also felt that his divine sense had expanded from one hundred meters to one hundred and fifty meters, and all the movements within one hundred and fifty meters were in full view.

Absorbing the spiritual power left by all the ancients here, Lin Xiafan's eyes have evolved, and the subtle realm can be seen under the fairy eyes. Let Lin Xiafan feel that he doesn't know whether it is good or bad, but he only knows that the use of fairy eyes is not as strenuous as usual.

To reach such a state, there is no one or two years that cannot be reached, and now Lin Xiafan can reach this point in just a moment.

Let Lin Xiafan think in his heart: In the future, will you go to the antique store every day?