The people who watched the excitement outside were happy, twenty or thirty people beat two, and they didn't beat people down until now, it seems that Xiong Zhen's team still needs to be strengthened.

At this time, Bancun had already scuffled with the teenagers, and the fight was completely out of order.

Raise your fist and hit the target with all the luck.

For this kind of street fighting, there is only one mantra for Ban Cun: shoot with brute force, and vigorously produce miracles.

He was on a rampage like a brute bull, his physical exertion was too great, and he was already out of breath at this time.

On the other hand, on his face, neck, and arms, all the exposed skin was already blue and red, scratched or scratched, and nail marks and bite marks were clearly visible, which was shocking. The clothes on his body have been torn in several places, and his pants were almost faded by the two teenagers, if he hadn't been careful to carry his pants while fighting, I am afraid that today he would have been seen by the melon-eating masses for his chastity that has been preserved for many years.

It's not easy.

Ita Cun secretly swore in his heart that he would be a dog when he came to Kyoto again in the future.

"Inch! Come up!! ”

A shout came from the upper left, and I saw Brother Jiang standing on it in a straight suit, and even his leather shoes were still shiny, and he didn't look injured after the fight at all.

"Okay!"

The board inch responded, and jumped up!

I felt that my legs were cold, and the two teenagers hugged his thighs left and right, and they actually pulled off their pants directly, the big red pants were shocking, and the leg hair was fluttering in the wind!

"Good."

Jiang Yang was stunned for a moment.

Outside the ramen restaurant, a group of women covered their mouths and smiled, calling Yi Huan, pointing inside from time to time.

Bancun's old face turned red, and he hurriedly bent down to lift his pants, and said hurriedly while lifting: "Let go!" You let go! I'll put my pants up first!! ”

Seeing that the young man didn't let go, he went up and snapped with two mouths, which was extremely loud!

"Inch, it's pretty white. The pants are good, the natal year? ”

Jiang Yang squatted down on the table at some point and looked at the board inch.

Ban Cun kicked away the two people who were hugging his thighs, quickly pulled up his pants, turned his head and ran to the kitchen.

Two seconds later, Bancun rushed out with his left hand on his waist and a kitchen knife in his right hand.

"Littlearm cub, grandpa chopped you up today!!"

Jiang Yang was shocked in his heart, and there were words in his mouth: "It's over, it's over, my brother is ashamed and angry." ”

The siren suddenly sounded, there was a commotion outside the door, and a teenager shouted: "The strip is coming!" Xiong Zhen pointed at Jiang Yang with a baseball bat viciously, gritted his teeth and said, "You wait for me." ”

Then he waved his hand at everyone: "Withdraw!" ”

Rushing out of the ramen restaurant first, riding a motorcycle and buzzing away.

When the teenagers saw the boss running away, they also stopped, looked at the board with the kitchen knife in their hands and felt a little worried, turned their heads and ran away.

Two policemen rushed in, but these bad teenagers were already scattered, slippery like loaches, and they couldn't catch them.

On the other hand, Jiang Yang and Bancun were not so lucky, and they were directly blocked in the house by the two policemen.

At this time, the ramen restaurant was already in a mess, the pots and pans were rotten, the tables, chairs and benches were disorganized, the walls, the floor, and the body of the board were full of foot prints, which showed how good the legs of this group of roller skating masters were.

Fortunately, the skin is rough and the meat is thick, and the ability to resist blows is not ordinarily strong.

Although the attacks of these teenagers did not cause much harm to him, he was already embarrassed at this time, like a desert escape.

"Put the knife down!"

The police immediately took control of the scene, holding a spoon in their left hand and pointing at the board with their right hand, glaring angrily.

Bancun threw the knife aside, without the need for the police to say much, he simply squatted on the ground, holding his head with both hands, and his movements were skillful.

Fights are caught in the bureau, and this kind of business board is professional.

To be precise, before he met Jiang Yang, he entered the bureau much more often than when he went home.

With the current situation, it is a small scene in the eyes of Bancun.

"What do you do?"

At this time, the police suddenly found that there was a guy in a suit and leather shoes standing on the table and a stool in his hand, and immediately asked.

Jiang Yang was slightly stunned, and pointed to the light bulb in front of him: "The lamp is broken, I'll fix it." ”

The policeman frowned: "Isn't the light on?" ”

Jiang Yang said seriously: "It was broken just now, and it was just repaired." ”

The police were puzzled: "People are fighting here, and you repair the lights?" ”

Jiang Yang nodded: "That's right, comrade policeman, I'm afraid they won't be able to see it, and it's not good if they accidentally hurt the Chaoyang masses." ”

The two policemen glanced at each other, and then one of the policemen with a number on his chest waved his hand: "Take both of them back." ”

The brothers were put in a police car.

When they went out, several women still covered their mouths and looked at Bancun and snickered, bowing their heads from time to time to say something.

Ban Cun closed his eyes tightly, raised his head and was melancholy: "I will have no face to see wealth in the future." ”

His size was so big that when he was pressed into the car by the police, Santana's body was half shorter.

"Ho! Good fellow, you have a physique of 200 pounds, right? ”

The police turned their heads and quipped.

Jiang Yang immediately responded: "Said the wrong comrade policeman, he is two hundred and five." ”

……

Dongcheng District, Limin Street, inside the police station.

In a certain room, Jiang Yang and Bancun were squatting side by side by the wall, holding their heads in their hands, and were being interrogated by the police.

"Who?"

While making a note, the police stood in front of them and asked.

Ban Cun looked at Jiang Yang, and Jiang Yang immediately responded: "Huazhou's." ”

The policeman wrote on it a few times and continued to ask, "What are you doing in Kyoto?" ”

Jiang Yang said: "Find relatives." ”

The policeman nodded, and then asked, "What's your name?" ”

Jiang Yang said: "Dou Jianjun." ”

Ban Cun was stunned, and turned his head to look at Jiang Yang: "Then what is my name?" ”

Seeing the two of them like this, the police directly stretched out their hands: "Give me my ID card." ”

Jiang Yang said: "Comrade policeman, I didn't bring my ID card. ”

The policeman looked at Bancun: "What about you?" ”

Bancun touched his trouser pocket: "I didn't bring it either." ”

Jiang Yang snorted and laughed.

The policeman's face was straight: "You two be honest!" Any idea where this is?! ”

Jiang Yang was startled, and immediately replied in a proper manner: "I know, this is the police station, comrade police." ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

The board inch followed suit.

The policeman pointed at Jiang Yang: "Especially you!" At first glance, it's not a fuel-efficient lamp, let me tell you, don't talk to me here! Want to spend the night here, right? ”

"Understood, understood."

Jiang Yang nodded like pounding garlic, and squatted there in a proper manner.

The policeman glanced at him and saw that he was honest, so he continued to ask, "Tell me, what's going on?" Why fight? ”

Bancun raised his head and said: "Comrade policeman, we are beaten, we are victims, look at me!" The pants are all knocked out! ”

"Poof!!"

Jiang Yang couldn't hold back any longer, and "giggled" and laughed out of a goose cry.