Section 49 Confrontation
Zhao Guodong had already moved. He noticed the young man's movements, wandering casually among the crowd, his pace was very fast, his movements were light and silent, and he was also a trainer, but no matter how he looked, he didn't seem to be a savor, or he shouldn't have appeared in such an occasion.
A middle-aged man dressed in simple clothes seemed to have not noticed the young man passing by him at all. He looked around in a confused look, as if he was looking for something.
With his staggering figure and casual bow, the young man returned to normal and left quickly, but Zhao Guodong stuck the other person's body in front of him.
“Take it out.”
"What?" The young man looked angry, but the tension that flashed in his eyes could not be concealed.
Zhao Guodong's smile remained unchanged, "Take it out! This is my territory, don't mess with me."
"Rareless!" The young man with a red face seemed to be angry by Zhao Guodong's expression. His hand inserted into his shirt and bag moved his lightning-fire to Zhao Guodong, causing a gust of wind.
"Hmph, the pearl of rice grains dares to shine brightly?" Zhao Guodong slanted, letting the other party thrust his palm, and he hit the other party's elbow with one hand just right. His fingers had accidentally taken out what he wanted from the other party's arms, but after buying it, he was a little surprised, a very ordinary rubber notebook.
The young man's eyes turned red, and he was very embarrassed!
Brother Hui and the others were watching from the side that he actually made a fool of himself in front of a peer of his age. How could he do this in the future?
Once you twist your body, you will punch. With one leg, you will hit the side kick directly, attacking Zhao Guodong's two upper middle plates, one move and two moves, and one in one go!
"Huh? There are still two more tricks." Zhao Guodong's expression did not change, but his heart was also shaking. This guy is working hard, so why don't the other three beside him stronger?
Although he thought so in his heart, his subordinates did not give in at all. He swung his legs and spread the sharp leg, but his right fist was unceremonious and opened the other jab at the same time, and turned into a palm to hold the other's pulse. With a gentle pinch, the other person's body collapsed, "Boy, it seems that only your master can take you away."
"Let go! Do you know who I am?" The young man forced to hold back the soreness caused by his entire arm. He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't use any strength in his body. He could only grit his teeth and resist with a faint sweat on his forehead. Obviously, Zhao Guodong's move was very vicious.
"I care who you are. This is my dock. I warned you not to cause trouble for me, but you seem to ignore it." Zhao Guodong's face turned dark and his ruthless aura faintly oozed out.
The tiny and rapid footsteps behind him rushed over, but Zhao Guodong ignored him. He knew that it must be the other party's accomplices, but he did not think they dared to provoke the law enforcement agencies in broad daylight.
"Little brother, please let him go. My brother is ignorant, I apologize on his behalf." The man in glasses hugged and clasped his fists.
Zhao Guodong glanced at the other party sideways, and saw the strong man with horse face beside the man with glasses, who seemed a little angry, and smiled coldly, "I think you should understand the rules. I have reminded you, why do you still knowingly commit it? Do you think I am weak and can be bullied?"
"Haha, little brother, I guess you can see that I don't have that meaning, I just have itchy hands for a moment." The man in glasses smiled frankly and looked apologetic, "Really, we are not eating this bite of food. Even if we want to eat, we won't come here, right?"
Zhao Guodong looked at the other party for a long time, his ruthless eyes even the man with glasses who thought he had experienced a little changed his color and waved his hand to put the young man who was grinning, "Okay, you convinced me, forget it this time, remember, no matter where you are, no matter what skills you have, the Communist Party's god, you can't turn it over, don't make those meaningless provocations."
"Haha, little brother, you have something interesting to you. Can you make friends? My name is Qiao Hui, and they usually call me Xiao Hui or Brother Hui." The man in glasses did not extend his hand abruptly. He just smiled and waited for the other party to react.
Although the young man in front of me spoke a little, he was undoubtedly a person worthy of contact. Not only did he speak his skills, his mind and mental reactions and his life were not simple.
"My surname is Zhao, from Jiangmiao Police Station. This is my jurisdiction." Zhao Guodong pondered for a moment before answering. He neither agreed nor did he reply to the absolute party. The other party was right. This young man was not in that business. With his skills, he didn't seem to have to eat this bowl of rice. He was just happy when he saw the hunt, his hands were itchy, and he wanted to show off in front of his companions.
"Okay, little brother, Qiao Hui has accepted your love today. We will leave first, and there will be a period of time later." The man in glasses was also very free and easy, without any extra nonsense. After waved his hand and said goodbye, he left with three people.
Zhao Guodong watched the few people disappear, and then he weighed the rubber notebook in his hand and walked towards the middle-aged man who had been watching next to him, "Brother, is this thing yours? Come on, return it to Zhao."
"Haha, thank you. Although this thing is not valuable, I have recorded some contact numbers of old comrades. If I lose it, I may not be able to contact you for the rest of my life." The middle-aged man is burly, tough, short hair, and looks in his early forties, but he is full of energy.
"Well, then you have to keep it well, but that kid just wants to show off, otherwise the wallet in your pocket will fly away." Zhao Guodong also smiled, "You may not have such good luck next time."
"Little brother, you think you are a police officer, why don't you arrest them?" The middle-aged man seemed to be very curious about Zhao Guodong's performance.
"Well, they didn't commit a crime, why should they be arrested? Even if the guy steals your laptop, he has no intention of committing a crime. He just wants to show off. Moreover, your laptop means a lot to you, but the law will only determine its own value and it is not enough for crime. It is enough to teach him a lesson." Zhao Guodong explained calmly, and he felt that this guy seemed to be trying to find fault.
"It's not a crime, so what's wrong with the law?" The middle-aged man still chased after him.
"It can be counted. It depends on how you view and determine it, so I gave him a verbal warning." Zhao Guodong narrowed his eyes. Why do you still want to interfere with his right to deal with it?
The middle-aged man seemed to notice the stiffness in Zhao Guodong's words and smiled, "Little brother, I have nothing else to mean, I just want to discuss it. To be honest, I really have to thank you for helping me get this thing back."
"You're welcome, this is what I should do." Zhao Guodong also laughed, "I heard that the uncle with an accent seems to be here?"
"Why, can you still hear my accent?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows in surprise, as if he couldn't believe it.
"Well, although the accent of your brother has changed a lot, the end of your pronunciation still has the unique flavor of ours. And just now, I saw you looking around there, and it seemed that he was a little nostalgic and emotional. I guess you should be the one here." Zhao Guodong didn't hide anything.
"Ah?" The middle-aged man didn't expect Zhao Guodong to have such a meticulous observation. He nodded in approval and pointed to the guide, "I am from Pingchuan, but I am next to Daguankou. When I was a child, I often come here to play. I have been in the army for more than 20 years. Things have changed. I really miss the carefree time when I was a child."
Zhao Guodong took out a cigarette and threw it to the other party, stuffed it into his bag again, "Daguankou has not changed much, especially the old streets here still retain the original flavor. It is as lively as a festival on the first and fifteenth day of every month. People from Pingchuan, Jiangkou, Meixian and even further away come here to meet."
"Well, this is under the jurisdiction of Jiangmiao Police Station? Don't you come here to work on duty every month on the 15th day of the month?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised to see Zhao Guodong take back the cigarette, but he still lit the cigarette on his own.
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