Qin Lang looks very elegant, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a white shirt with vertical stripes on his upper body, and a pair of gray casual pants on his lower body. He looks elegant and elegant.
As soon as he finished speaking, the big man Guo Dali and the little girl-like Yang Jianguo agreed.
Not far from the door, Niu Jianfeng and Gao Daming were stunned. They secretly wondered who this person was? He spoke in a loud voice. Who didn't know that the collapsed moat was managed by the Urban Management Bureau, and Director Ma of the Urban Management Bureau was out of the office.
He is famous for his reputation. It is said that that guy seems to have connections in the provincial party committee.
But when Niu Jianfeng and Gao Daming saw the group of people walking closely behind the three of them, they couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
Just as the saying goes that the county magistrate is not as good as the current manager, the two of them saw their direct superiors from a distance. Niu Jianfeng saw Zhang Kehua, the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau in the crowd, and Gao Daming saw Feng Jintao, the director of the Municipal Fire Department. There were other people beside them.
Ma Yunrui, Director of the Urban Management Bureau. Director Ma was wiping cold sweat while walking. The corners of his mouth were shaking uncontrollably.
As for the group of people at the back who were making soy sauce, they were either the secretary of the director or the drivers of the leaders. Among them was a middle-aged man with a big belly who was Liu Jinshan, the person in charge of Jinshan Supermarket.
If Liu Jinshan hadn't been supported by the driver at this time, he would have been lying on the ground long ago. Even now, his two fat legs are still shaking.
The knowledgeable people watched the door, and the ignorant people watched the excitement. The ordinary people with flat heads who were watching the excitement looked at this group of majestic people, and of course they all knew that they were officials. Niu Jianfeng and Gao Daming stared at the backs of the three people.
Looking carefully, I couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
It turns out that the middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking elegant is actually Qin Lang, director of the Provincial Public Security Department who just took office last year. That is his immediate boss of Niu Jianfeng. Of course, he is also the immediate boss of Zhang Kehua of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.
As for Gao Daming, his eyes widened as he stared at the tall Guo Dali. Because he remembered a confrontation between their fire brigade and the city's armed police detachment last year, and the tall officer was sitting on the rostrum at that time. Someone said that it was
A senior colonel, the youngest senior colonel in the Yunhai Military Region.
But at this moment, when he walked up to the white-faced fat man Yang Jianguo, he turned out to be Mayor Zhou with a smile on his face.
Both of them were shocked. Why are Chinese officials so worthless? So many big leaders suddenly appeared.
Chen Kexin did not argue about the Jinshan Supermarket flooding incident in front of the three children. Instead, she simply introduced the three students who introduced her to them. After the three students saw the mud and tattered clothes on Wang Tao's body, they
I couldn't help but look at him twice.
Not long after, Lu Wushuang's father, Lu Mingjie, also rushed over with his bodyguards. When he left with his daughter and Han Xue, his face was livid. Even the sincere apology from his old classmate, Mayor Zhou, he just accepted.
He nodded, exchanged a few pleasantries, turned around and left with his daughter. Obviously he was very angry.
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While the Jinshan supermarket flooding incident has come to an end, the Yunhai version of the police and gangster blockbusters is still going on.
The two Buicks were chasing the Mercedes-Benz in front of them crazily. The three cars passed by in a hurry. The trash cans on the roadside were overturned, the fences on the roadside were knocked down, and the shop was knocked down.
The billboard at the door was directly smashed into millions of pieces, and countless cars were scratched and scratched in its path.
The three cars were closely followed by four police cars with sirens blaring, but judging from the picture, two of the four police cars were Honda Accords, and the other two were Volkswagen and Skoda. Whether it was in terms of speed or the performance and performance of the cars,
Compared with the three cars in front, they are nothing worth mentioning.
In the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz, a middle-aged man with earrings in his ears smoked an entire cigarette in two puffs. He opened his mouth and blew out a puff of yellow smoke. He smiled at the driver in front of him and said: "Your driving skills are good.
He has great potential to be a robber."
The fat driver in front of me was almost crying. Isn’t this all because of you? You said that if you don’t know how to drive, you will tell people to get out. Who knows if you will also cut their heads like watermelons. In order to survive, this is the only way they can survive.
You drive like crazy. Do you think people are willing to do that?
Yan Shuangfei held his bloody head in his hands and his body was shaking. The blood on his face had been blown by the wind and had long since dried. It was dry and nailed to his face, neck, and body. From a distance, it looked like he had been beaten.
A vampire is lucky enough to be lucky. But not a drop of the blood on his body is his own.
Li Fangfei huddled in the corner of the car covered in blood, not daring to make a sound. The bloody way the middle-aged man killed Heizi just now deeply shocked her. A kind of fear from the soul made her
He slumped down in the back seat, unable to do anything.
Yan Shuangfei tried his best to control his emotions and asked bravely: "You---what do you want?"
Mr. Yan is worthy of being Mr. Yan. He did not ask who you are or what you want to do. I have no grudges with you in the past and now. Why do you want to kill my personal bodyguard? What he asked was what you want.
As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. If you come here for money, I can give you a lot of money, but the premise is that you don't hurt my life. If you want a woman by my side, then please take it. Brother
Just like hands, feet, women, and clothes, you can play with them if you want. You can play with them in any way you want, as long as you can do it without hurting me.
The Yan family has been businessmen for generations, and in Yan Shuangfei's generation, they have achieved great development. It has developed to the point where life can be exchanged for things. I don't know if this is the reason for the smoke on the Yan family's ancestral grave.
, or the reason why the ancestral tablets of the Yan family were burned with high incense.
With a cigarette hanging from his mouth, the middle-aged man didn't even look at Yan Shuangfei, as if he hadn't heard anything at all.
The middle-aged man casually glanced at the big bloody head held in Yan Shuangfei's hand, sighed, and said: "It's been a long time since I've eaten human flesh, and my mouth almost looked like a bird. However, this big black head is too big."
It’s so ugly that it makes me sick to my stomach just looking at it——turn left ahead.”
Yan Shuangfei felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard this. This man actually --- actually eats human flesh!!
The fat driver was frightened, his fat hands trembled, and he almost hit a Land Rover in front of him.
The Mercedes-Benz turned a corner at an intersection and continued to speed forward. Two Buicks chased it closely, and four police cars roared behind it in pursuit.
There was a vegetable market in front of them. The road was very narrow. The Mercedes-Benz was speeding on the narrow road. The passers-by were so frightened that they all screamed and ran away. For a while, there were constant screams and the sound of things being knocked over.
On the windshield of the Mercedes-Benz, there were rotten apples and rotten eggs thrown by angry passers-by from time to time. The visibility of the windshield was getting lower and lower. The fat driver was holding the steering wheel and was so nervous that he almost peed his pants.
The middle-aged man suddenly laughed loudly: "It's so happy! Damn! It's so happy! It's been a long time since I've been this happy! Drive faster!"
