Two days later, the county public security bureau entered the village to arrest people. The people in Zhaojia Village blocked the road and refused to let them enter the village. When a large group of people were making a lot of trouble at the entrance of the village, Zhao Daxi, who had just gone to the county town to borrow money, came back. He originally went to the county town manager Zhao Yonghai to borrow 100,000 yuan, but he was in a good mood and was a little annoyed by this matter.

He became angry and stood at the entrance of the village, took out Zhang Fei's posture of drinking Dangyang Bridge and shouted: "I see who dares to arrest people!"

Several policemen from the county public security bureau were frightened by his throat and retreated repeatedly. They had heard of the name of Zhao bandits in Zhaojia Village, but they finally saw it today. Five policemen and two police cars were stopped at the entrance of Zhaojia Village. Zhao Daxi was a man who was detained and wasted with them. He was meticulous and always knew that he wanted the police to capture the people of Zhaojia Village. He was so prestige that he was ruined in the village, and no one in the village would be afraid of him anymore.

In the end, the police officer couldn't stand it anymore, so he stood up with a police officer Kong: "Captain Zhao, don't be excited, I am from the Criminal Police Team of Beishan County Public Security Bureau, my name is Zhang Han."

Zhao Daxi was angry and looked at him squintly: "Don't get close to me. I understand the criminal law. People are in the village. If you want to arrest people, they will also be arrested by the township police station. When will it be your turn to meddle in other people's business... You are called law enforcement over the level, do you understand?"

Even more than a dozen policemen, including Zhang Han, were stunned. But they knew that Zhao Tubo still had this knowledge. He was right at all.

Zhang Han was a little speechless for a moment and nodded quickly: "This is the case for Village Chief Zhao. The reporter Zhao Yongxin reported the case directly to our county public security bureau at Beishan County Hospital. Therefore, according to the Criminal Law, this case is under the jurisdiction of our county public security bureau's criminal police team."

When Zhao Daxi heard him say this, his anger faded a little. When he heard Zhao Yongxin's name mentioned, he became angry again: "Who reported the case? Zhao Yongxin... bring Zhao Yongxin for me!"

A farmer in his forties was pushed out in the crowd, and his son was beaten. Zhao Daxi forced himself to suppress his anger.

At this time, he also spoke patiently: "Brother Yongxin, you went to the county public security bureau to report any case? What is the matter that cannot be resolved nearby in the village? I will tell you, if you don't withdraw the case, you will pay your son's medical expenses yourself, and the village will not give a penny!"

When Zhao Yongxin heard that the village did not pay, he became anxious and quickly explained: "Village chief, this is not possible. I don't know where to report the case. There are so many things to pay... Isn't it okay if I don't report the case?"

Zhao Daxi was waiting for this sentence, and then turned around and grinned at the police: "Official Zhang, the people will not sue the officials, will they not investigate. Is there such a statement?"

The police officers behind Zhang Han were even more stunned. They looked at each other for a few moments and felt miserable. Zhang Han couldn't help staring at the one in front of him. He looked at the big black face with a beard for a few more glances, and finally he gestured to remove the person. The criminal police team of Tangtang County Public Security Bureau could not even enter the small Zhaojia Village, so how much sensational effect would be heard.

The most surprising thing is that Zhao Tujiao was so beautiful. Not only did he not use a knife or a gun, he even forced a criminal case to be gone in a few words. Two police cars turned around and left Zhaojia Village. The young and old in Zhaojia Village shouted loudly. These are farmers who have never read any books and knew that the police could not be allowed to enter the village to arrest people.

Zhao Daxi held his head and chest up, enjoying the cheers of the young and old people in Zhaojia Village. He suddenly moved his heart and could not offend the county public security bureau. He had to give Zhang Han a step. In this regard, the police officer Kong was very sensible in doing things and knew how to advance and retreat. He was a friend who could make friends. He walked a few steps in his heart and took a few steps to take pictures of the body of the police car. Zhang Han in the car even scared him and shook the window open with his teeth.

Zhao Daxi pondered and made a decision: "Officer Zhang stayed and Hong Kong would return in half a month. Recently, I heard that the county is cracking down on it and still besieging guns?"

Zhang Han's eyes straightened again and he nodded reluctantly: "The whole country has been cracking down on it recently, and this is the case."

Zhao Daxi was happy and said in his heart: "Police Officer Zhang, I have a few things I want to give to you."

Zhang Han was just hesitant, and Zhao Daxi deliberately made a fuss about him: "Officer Zhang, aren't you here to arrest people? Didn't you even dare to enter the Zhaojia Village Committee?"

Zhang Han is also a real person. He slammed the door and got out of the car with a message, and angrily stepped into the village.

Zhao Daxi led him into the village committee with a funny heart, and found the two 79 rifles in the village and slapped him, as well as dozens of yellow hat bullets and eight wooden grenades. Zhang Han was so scared that he burst into cold sweat on his head. This was the military-style 79 rifle. But he knew that there was such a fierce guy in Zhaojia Village. The guns of the militia company had already been taken to the People's Army Department many years ago.

If these two hard guys are aimed at it, the pistol in his hand will be a big joke. Not to mention these eight grenades, you can tell at a glance that they were the arms hidden by the Zhaojia Village militia company in the years when the People's Armed Forces Department collected the guns. It would be great if this thing exploded.

But he knew that the bandit Zhao easily put the gun on the table and grinned: "Officer Zhang, I can't let you come to Zhaojia Village for nothing. You can take these two guns back and get your boss."

Seeing more than a dozen standard copper hat bullets handed over, Zhang Han turned from great sorrow to great joy. He quickly took the bullet in his hand, and then skillfully pulled the bolt to see the rifle inside. It can be seen that this was a soldier, and once he pulled the posture away, he knew that he had played with a gun.

Zhang Han couldn't hide the surprise on his face and exclaimed: "Good gun."

I came to Zhaojia Village to catch two 79 rifles and more than a dozen bullets and eight grenades. What a great contribution this is when Hong Kong returns to crack down on severe attacks. This contribution is nothing more than solving an injury case. If these ruthless guys were trapped in the hands of the gang in Guangzhou and Hong Kong, Zhang Han was so scared that he trembled. He couldn't even imagine what the consequences would be. Even the firepower of the Public Security Bureau could not withstand the criminal police force. The criminal police team only had a few slight rushes, which obviously could not beat the 79 rifles.

Zhao Daxi narrowed his eyes with a smile, and his big hand also reached out: "Officer Zhang, make a friend."

Zhang Han hesitated for a moment and shook his big hand: "Captain Zhao, I have made a promise to make friends with you. Others say you are a bandit Zhao, so I don't think of you!"

Zhao Daxi waved his hand happily in his heart: "Please please, Officer Zhang!"

Zhang Han is definitely a ruthless character. He put the gun behind him and ordered his police to leave a car, and the others would go back to the county town with guns and bullets. The two of them chatted all the way into the small restaurant in the village, and they were so happy to drink and talk. The more Zhang Han talked to him, he felt more and more frightened. He had only heard of a bandit Zhao in Zhaojia Village before, but he realized that this person was very knowledgeable. Although this person was big and thick, he had a big black face and beard, and his conversation was a bit extraordinary.

Zhao Daxi was determined to make friends with him, and deliberately shocked him with words: "Officer Zhang, you will come to Zhaojia Village again in a few months, and I promise you won't suffer any losses at that time."

Zhang Han was moved by him: "Oh? What do you think."

Zhao Daxi also deliberately pretended to be mysterious: "It's the end of September, you'll be here."

Zhang Han was also a very happy person. He opened his mouth and agreed: "Okay, I will definitely come then."

Zhao Daxi picked up the wine glass and drank it all. After drinking a few glasses of wine with him, he forced him to sleep in the village for a while. He saw that he woke up and let him go. Zhang Han did not expect that he, a rough man, would be so careful. There was a smell of admiration and appreciation in his eyes, and he knew that this person was definitely not a thing in the pool.

Before getting on the car, the police officer put a big hat on himself. He seemed to be hesitating. After pondering for a while, he grabbed the paper and pen and wrote down a string of phone numbers. Zhao Daxi narrowed his eyes and looked at him. He felt a little moved at this time. He knew that this police officer Zhang was willing to make friends with him, and he also took a lot of risks.

After a while, Zhang Han had made up his mind and stuffed the phone number in his hand: "Old Zhao, this is my phone number. If you have any help, please make this call."

Zhao Daxi nodded and patted his shoulder, thinking in his heart why Officer Zhang left the phone number at home instead of the phone number at the office, which was also meaningful. He didn't care about it and laughed twice, thinking that people's hearts would be seen over time. Zhao Daxi sent Zhang Han away and became angry again, focusing on gambling, and led people to lift a few card-glass mahjong at night. No one in the young people in the village dared to promote Paijiu.

This also brought negative effects. A group of idle young people were cut off from the toll station's wealth. Now they didn't even allow Paijiu to push them away. They left the village and ran to the county town, mostly to join Zhao Yonghai. Zhao Yonghai gained these dozens of people and quickly occupied the south street of Beishan County.

Zhao Daxi turned a blind eye to the outside world. Seeing that spring and autumn were coming, the farming was busy again, so he organized the elderly, weak, sick and disabled families in the village to sew sacks for peanuts. He sewed thousands of sacks and went to a pile of village committees, and then took people to collect corn and soybeans everywhere. At this time, corn and soybeans were too cheap. They collected a warehouse for a few cents per pound. Then they began to squeeze corn oil and soybean oil, and the elders of Zhaojia Village could not even hold the water tank at home, and even used pots and bowls.

The village accountant could not hold it in anymore, so he found an opportunity to whisper to Zhao Daxi: "Uncle, you squeezed so much corn oil... no one wants this thing, no one wants it."

Zhao Daxi stared at him and scolded him: "You know, you are the village chief and I am the accountant. Corn oil can lower blood pressure, but I don't know how to close my mouth."
Chapter completed!