Jinyuyan followed Peng Zhifei, pointed at the octogenarian lying on the ground and said: "This old man is the cause of everything. You said, wouldn't it be good for you, an old man who can't even walk, to stay at home? Riding a broken horse
Why are you wandering around like this? My car was scratched."
After finishing speaking, Goldfish Eyes suddenly rushed forward, raised his foot and kicked the old man on the head.
Damn it! This scumbag is simply crazy. At the critical moment, Chen Yang suddenly caught the crook of his leg with one hand, twisted it hard, and broke his leg.
"Crack? Ah, ah, my legs."
Just hearing a crisp sound, Goldfish Eye lay on his back and started wailing.
Peng Zhifei didn't expect that Chen Yang would attack so harshly, and actually do it in front of him! He was furious, pointed at Chen Yang and roared: "Boy, you are dead! Come on, beat me to death with a stick!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen young men were seen waving baseball bats and pounced on Chen Yang.
"It's over, it's over, Dr. Chen will have to shed his skin this time even if he doesn't die!"
"These people are too cruel."
Zhang Jie and Gu Senquan were shocked and hid aside, feeling sorry for Chen Yang.
However, none of the onlookers present expected that in less than three minutes, these dozen vicious men would either have broken arms or legs and huddled on the ground, crying for their fathers and mothers.
Peng Zhifei was dumbfounded when he saw this scene. He didn't expect to encounter a tough problem today. He saw Chen Yang walking towards him with a murderous look and was scared.
"You, stop! I am Peng Zhifei, and my father is Peng Jian, the deputy governor. If you dare to attack me, I will definitely let you die without a burial place."
Peng Zhifei finally dumped his father to scare Chen Yang away.
At the same time, Du Huacheng, Zhang Jie, and Gu Sen all looked surprised and looked at Peng Zhifei in unison.
It was said that Peng Jian gave birth to a bastard son. Du Huacheng did not expect to meet him here today.
"Dr. Chen, please wait a moment."
Du Huacheng was worried that Chen Yang would accidentally hurt Peng Zhifei, and it would not be worth getting him involved. He quickly walked over and persuaded Chen Yang to stay.
Just as the two sides were in a stalemate, the piercing sirens came from far away and stopped. At the same time, the 120 ambulance also rushed to the scene. After three police cars stopped, a group of people got out of the cars holding shields.
Policemen with rubber batons surrounded them.
"Which bureau are you from? Why did you come here? Immediately handcuff all these people who are gathering people to stir up trouble!"
When Peng Zhifei saw the police arriving at the scene, he felt more confident. He took out his ID and walked up to a lean policeman and flashed it.
"Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Peng!"
After the lean policeman confirmed that the boy in front of him was the son of the deputy governor, he immediately showed a flattering smile.
Then he turned around, his face suddenly turned cold, he pointed at Chen Yang, Du Huacheng and others, and shouted sternly: "Catch them all and take them away!"
Du Huacheng became anxious when he heard this. Isn't this little turtle too indiscriminate? How could he come to arrest us? So, he touched his pocket and immediately took out his work permit and gave it to the lean policeman.
Hey, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. What should we do? The lean policeman scratched his scalp and was in a dilemma.
The anger did not come out today. Peng Zhifei kept suppressing his anger in his heart. He walked up to Chen Yang and said coldly: "Boy, no matter how powerful you are, you are still afraid of guns, right? Believe it or not, I will kill you with one shot?"
"roll!"
Chen Yang glared at him angrily and walked over quickly when he saw the injured veteran being lifted up by 120.
"Fuck! No one has dared to talk to me like that since I was a kid!"
Peng Zhifei was so angry that he suddenly took out a gun from his trouser pocket and chased after Chen Yang. The black barrel of the gun was pressed against his forehead and he said angrily: "Kneel down! Kneel down for me!"
"ah!"
When the people around saw this scene, their faces turned pale with fright.
Chen Yang did not expect that this second-generation official Peng Zhifei would not let go of him. His eyes suddenly turned cold and he said coldly: "Okay, as long as you don't shoot, I will kneel down."
"Haha, are you scared? Kneel down!"
Peng Zhifei was frightened when he saw Chen Yang surrendering, and became even more arrogant.
At this time, Chen Yang slowly squatted down. When he was about to squat completely, he suddenly turned around and grabbed Peng Zhifei's wrist holding the gun.
"Bang!" Suddenly, a gun rang out.
Jiangbei Province Conference Hall No. 1.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee Xiang Ming slowly came to the conference room. The staff at the door glanced at him when he came, and immediately opened the door. He habitually stood at the door and scanned everyone who had arrived.
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He liked the feeling of looking down on his subordinates and having a sense of control. This feeling made him care more and more.
However, one of the seventeen people sitting here, Peng Jian, who is in charge of the economic and trade work of Jiangbei Province, has always been dissatisfied with him, and he is always dissatisfied with him. Of course, the reason why he is confident is that he is a second-generation red generation and relies on the old man's influence in the capital.
Yu Yin doesn’t pay attention to anyone.
Xiang Ming, who has been in charge of Jiangbei Province for five years, has always wanted to take him down, but has never found a suitable opportunity. Without taking down this thorn, it will be difficult to carry out the work.
"Okay, let's have a meeting now. Today's meeting mainly has two topics. One is to study the No. 7 document just issued by the central government "On the core socialist values and the direction of the economy, and the transformation of the Nanshihu shanty town in the urban area."
After Xiang Ming finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Director Zhang of the Propaganda Department with sharp eyes...
The meeting was very lively, and everyone expressed their opinions during the discussion. The meeting had already entered 11:30, and it was time to get off work. But at this moment, Xiang Ming's cell phone rang. He glanced at the call and it was his secretary Du Huacheng, and answered the call.
pass.
"Um...Okay, I understand."
Fang Ming hung up the phone with a cold smile and turned his attention to Peng Jian.