"If it's all some celebrities, it's probably not that simple!" At this time, there were two people talking in the director's office of the police station.

One of them was an older middle-aged man, probably in his forties, almost fifty years old, and the other sitting opposite him was a young man.

This person is Zuo Mingding.

"Actually, there is no need to be so troublesome. My uncle just needs to find a reason to keep him for a day or two, which is enough!" While talking, Zuo Mingding sneered for a while, rubbed his hands and said, "There are a lot of dog legs outside now. Once something happens, it will become the dish in their bowl!"

The person who was called uncle by Zuo Mingding was Wang Shicheng, the director of Yening District Police Station. At this time, he was stroking the suitcase sent by Zuo Mingding over and over again. The expression on his face was obviously filled with joy.

"Uh, this..." After a little stunned, Wang Shicheng cleared his throat and turned to Zuo Mingding with a serious look, saying, "Good nephew, actually... This group of people are arrested for causing trouble and breaking the law. Isn't it the uncle's responsibility to be so polite? Why are you so polite?"

"Haha, it's just a little bit of a little bit. I see that my uncle has always been a public servant of the people and has worked a lot in this regard. He uses this little money to buy some delicious supplements and do more practical things for everyone in the future, right?" Zuo Mingding is also worthy of being a sweet-mouthed guy, and his words are simply sensible.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Wang Shicheng saw that Zuo Mingding didn't seem to leave yet, so he asked curiously: "Good nephew, what else do you have?"

Zuo Mingding stood up.

"Actually it's okay!" He left his seat, walked lazily around the room, looked up and down for a while, and then said in a casual tone: "That's right, those evil criminals, uncle, just do what you do!"

"Oh?" At first I didn't understand what the other party meant, but after hearing him say this and then carefully proofread his eyes, Wang Shicheng suddenly smiled and said, "Good nephew, are you going to do a big thing? That's so amazing?"

Zuo Mingding waved his hand.

"Haha, just tell me something for someone, uncle doesn't have to think too much!" As he said, Zuo Mingding smiled at him and said, "Don't worry, this is what the Red Dragon Gang meant, uncle doesn't have to worry!"

"Is that true? There is indeed a way!" Wang Shicheng smiled with satisfaction.

Zuo Mingding greeted him and prepared to go out.

"Good nephew!" Seeing that the other party had already gone out, Wang Shicheng suddenly said to him: "Sometimes, it's okay to do something big, but you have to be a little careful and don't capsize!"

Zuo Mingding turned around.

"Thank you for your kind reminder!" He smiled indifferently and left.

He left the door quietly alone, and Chuanling Valley was still waiting for him.

Two people got in the car and drove.

"Have everything done?" Although Chuan Linggu was a very high-ranking existence in front of everyone, Zuo Mingding's careless attitude seemed to prove that the other party had no intention of attracting his Dharma eyes.

Chuanling Valley nodded.

The scenery outside the window passed quickly, and the night became beautiful, but Chuanling Valley fell into deep thought, and his brows became even more tense.

"Mr. Zuo, I want to mention something to you!" Chuan Linggu seemed to hesitate for a long time, and still said it in one breath.

"Please tell me!" Zuo Mingding still looked dissatisfied. He didn't even look at Chuanling Valley, and his eyes were staring at the scenery outside the window.

"Chuan is not talented, maybe he can't continue to cooperate with Minghui Technology!" As he said, Chuan Linggu turned his head and stared at Zuo Mingding steadily, as if waiting for his next response.

There was no response.

Zuo Mingding just reached into his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, then took out a piece of cigarettes, fired and lit it.

"What does Mr. Chuan mean?" After spitting out a long smoke ring, Zuo Mingding said to Chuan Linggu: "This cannot be like your style!"

"No, I just feel that with Chuan's talent, maybe he can't make any contribution to your company!" Chuan Linggu seemed not used to the smell of smoke coming from the other party. He waved his hand, then coughed twice and said, "Also, Chuan is self-aware. Compared with a master like Mr. Zuo, we are people from two worlds!"

Zuo Mingding smiled and breathed a breath of smoke.

"Brother, brother, are you okay?" Seeing Ye Wuque keep staring at the wall, Huang Jie and Yang Long came over: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at it casually, is this a mistake?" Ye Wuque looked back at the two of them angrily.

At first, Yang Long relied on his original boss here and was unwilling to be under Ye Wuque. He was so angry that he had a good temper with him, but he was still convinced by Huang Jie.

After all, Ye Wuque's strength is there. If they still commit suicide in front of such people, they would have to die.

"That's right, that's right!" After hearing the other party say this, both of them were so scared that they were timid and quickly timid.

Seeing that the two original bosses in the prison were so angry that they were like dogs, the other thieves inside did not dare to face Ye Wuque. There were many people inside, and they were still kneading their wounds with their hands.

By the way, Ye Wuque was very ruthless. It has been at least several hours since he came in and now. These guys are still in pain. It can be seen how heavy Ye Wuque was at that time.

In fact, he didn't do anything at all, and he also considered it as appropriate to reduce his fist strength to them. Otherwise, these guys would not be quietly leaning against the wall and rubbing their wounds, but would have been carried out horizontally long ago.

"Brother, I think you look familiar!" Seeing that the originally lively prison suddenly fell silent for a long time, Huang Jie, the flatterer, said to Ye Wuque again: "Have we seen it somewhere?"

Ye Wuque looked back at him curiously.

"I don't know!" A cold tone was heartbreaking.

But Huang Jieling didn't take it seriously and said happily: "Brother, why am I so stupid..." As he said, he was still scratching his ears and foreheads.

"Oh, oh, oh, I remember, I remember!" Hearing Huang Jie say this, another prisoner stood up from a corner of the wall next to him. He walked to Ye Wuque a few steps and said suddenly: "So it's you!"
Chapter completed!