Volume 1 Swinging the Sword and Cutting the Silk Chapter 8 A country is only for the people

Several strong men are still busy with their work, sparks and lightning all the way.

An old man estimated that he couldn't stand it, so he rushed to the crowd and pointed his finger and scolded.

"You little rabbits, dare to be so unscrupulous in broad daylight, aren't you really afraid of the sheriff's office?"

"This is a commercial street, which is under the jurisdiction of the company, and we are just clearing the road obstacles and maintaining normal order."

"Yes, you see that this car looks strange, it must be illegally modified, and it is parked indiscriminately, even if it is dismantled, it is not our responsibility."

The security guard, you say a word, and you look fearless.

Looking at the Golden Lion King's gaze, he was also full of greed.

Probably just because of the security uniform on his body, it's not easy to do it himself. Actually, it's the same as those thugs.

"Nonsense." The old man was so angry that he couldn't speak.

There are people around to dissuade you.

"Old man, you better save your worries, this is not your car, don't be nosy."

"Who's to say it's not? You old arms and legs, you are more serious than those bastards, and you will not suffer. ”

"Everyone, pay attention, when those bastards dismantle the car, we may be able to rush up and pick up two parts, which are all pure gold."

All kinds of voices came into the old man's ears, making him feel cold in his heart, but his face became more and more red.

"Where did the old thing come from? Blasted me out. A bald man who was hitting the front of the car with a hammer took the time to look over here and roared dissatisfied.

The Golden Lion King is made of gold and has been specially processed to make it more robust.

But no matter how strong it is, it can't withstand the endless tossing of a group of thugs.

After some smashing, someone became the first person to knock down the gold.

Then this was just the beginning, and the entire Golden Lion King body began to suffer varying degrees of damage.

The sound of frames was endless, and from time to time there were excited roars after knocking down the gold.

Seeing that there was a younger brother to greet the old man, the bald boss continued his work.

"No, this is too inefficient, why hasn't the equipment been moved yet?" After two more knocks, the bald boss began to get impatient.

"Here comes the equipment." Someone hauled large machinery from a garage.

This is really going to dismantle the Golden Lion King and pack it up and take it away.

"Old immortal, you don't meddle in your business, and when your buddy's work is done, I can give you a piece of gold to press the coffin."

The two yellow-haired people walked towards the old man with a smile and a fruit knife in their hands, obviously not good.

"You scum, there are things that have mothers and no mothers." The old man's fingers trembled.

"Damn, you're looking for death." The two yellow hairs were instantly enraged, and rushed forward with their knives.

Qin Keke in the crowd had already lost the six gods. The Sheriff's Department had called the phone, but no one answered.

The boss can also stand up and make people move, but it's more worrying.

Seeing that the two yellow hairs really want to ignore it, they will be ruthless to an old man.

Ye Fan pulled Qin Keke with his left hand, and his right hand had brought his middle finger and index finger together at some point, and pointed into a sword.

sighed lightly in his heart, but there was a fierce color in his eyes.

Bang.

With a gunshot, a yellow hair fell to the ground.

All the hustle and bustle was still in this moment.

"Don't move. Everyone crouched down and raised their hands. ”

A group of armed men dressed in special combat uniforms were inserted into the field.

The yellow hair who was shot and fell to the ground, his chest was bulging with blood, and he couldn't see it anymore.

The companions on the side had been paralyzed by fright, and when they didn't start to get a little wet.

After a few people who were slow to react were violently subdued by the fighters, all the onlookers on the field and those in the middle squatted down with their heads in their hands.

Ye Fan didn't move, Qin Keke beside him saw that he didn't move, and he was always standing.

It's just that no one will pay attention to them at the moment.

Surrounded by the fighters for 4 weeks, a middle-aged man in a black suit with a dignified expression stepped forward.

"Sun Xiaolong, Wang Daxiong." The middle-aged man recited a long list of names.

"You are suspected of damaging state property, endangering national security, and treason."

The bald boss and the group were instantly dumbfounded.

When they smash other people's vehicles in broad daylight, they don't think about the consequences, they just don't care.

The little trouble background can be handled, even if it can't be done, after all, the person who can drive this kind of car is somewhat of a family.

But at most, it is a picking quarrel and provoking trouble, damaging other people's property or something, and even characterizing a robbery, theft is the sky. Compared to the benefits you can get, it's definitely worth it.

But the current situation can only be described as a surprise.

"Big, big brother, we didn't do anything, did we? It's just a car smashed. ”

The bald boss cautiously raised his hand. The originally fierce face was like a quail at the moment, but under the strong desire to survive, he still finished his words.

The middle-aged man looked at him coldly and did not answer.

The bald boss wanted to say something, but was dragged on the bald head by a shot from the combatant behind him.

The middle-aged man turned around, bent his straight waist in two, and walked in one direction of the crowd.

Everywhere they passed, the crowd parted in a hurry.

Coming to a teenager, the middle-aged man tried to straighten his waist and saluted.

He just wanted to call out the name that made people tremble, but he saw the young man shake his head slightly.

The middle-aged man changed his words in an instant, "Sir, the capital Jin Longwei is all assembled, it is our dereliction of duty to protect the safety of the people's property, and I apologize to you and the masses of the people." ”

The middle-aged man saluted Ye Fan and saluted the surrounding crowd.

Ye Fan was expressionless and said calmly: "The capital of a country, the door is not closed that night, and the people are peaceful. ”

Ye Fan turned his head, "But I saw it, in broad daylight, acting for the tiger." ”

"Yes, I will handle this matter properly, give you an explanation, and give an explanation to the masses."

The middle-aged man lowered his head, no one saw it, and a fine cold sweat was already pouring out on his forehead.

"You don't need to explain to me." Ye Fan shook his head and only said 7 words, "A country is just for the people." ”

"Yes, I remember." The middle-aged man looked solemn and replied sonorously.

"I've been calling the Sheriff's Office for a long time, but no one answers." Seeing that the conversation was over, Qin Keke suddenly said while holding his mobile phone on the side.

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head, and just said four words in a tone full of murderous intent, "Never tolerate." ”

Everyone who squatted with their heads in their hands, listening to the conversation between the two sides, was in a state of confusion and shock.

The lips of the passerby who first accosted Ye Fan trembled, "It turns out that he is the owner of the car." Earlier I said he was sick. Now it seems that this is the real big shot. No mortal man like me can understand it. ”

The old man with a stubborn temper looked at him with trembling eyes.

He didn't do it because of Ye Fan's identity as the owner of the car or anything else. It's a country, just for the people, this sentence can be said from the mouth of a teenager and deeply shocked.

Seeing Ye Fan's gaze, the old man had a simple smile on his face.