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Chapter 161, Fighting the Battle Horn

At this time, there was another person who was more anxious. That was Yu Hanxin, who was rescued by Lan Feiyang last night.

She had just graduated and worked at a provincial television station. When she got off work today, she saw an overcrowded and traffic jam in front of a small restaurant.

I heard that there was a boy fighting with gangsters here. He could deal with more than a dozen gangsters holding steel pipes, bayonets and daggers by himself. Not only was he not afraid, but he also beat all those gangsters to the ground. It was really satisfying!

When the police escorted the person into the police car, Yu Hanxin happened to see Lan Feiyang's face and was suddenly startled.

"Hun, it's him! Could it be that those gangsters yesterday found a group of people to take revenge on him, but he beat them all to the ground?" Thinking of Lan Feiyang's punches and kicks last night, she hadn't seen clearly yet.

What happened? The four gangsters who stopped her from flirting with Wu Yingna all flew out and lay on the concrete floor in the street, screaming and moaning. She thought it must be like this.

He got into trouble with these gangsters because of me and Nana, and now he has hurt so many people. I can't ignore it, I have to help him. Otherwise, it will be over if he is sentenced!

Don't alarm dad about this... Now, I'll go find my uncle. After all, my uncle is also the deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, so he should be able to help!

So after the traffic cleared, Yu Hanxin stopped going home and went to her uncle Wen Aihua's house first.

"Hey, it's Hanxin. Why do you have time to visit your uncle and aunt?" Wen Aihua put on an apron and opened the door for Yu Hanxin. It was rare for him to have free time at home to help his wife cook in the kitchen.

"I came here because I smelled the food cooked by my aunt." Yu Hanxin pursed her lips and smiled. She looked like a lady.

"Is it Hanxin?" My aunt also stuck her head out from the kitchen, "Old Wen, look at this precious niece of yours. She has only been on the TV station for a few days, and her little mouth has learned to be so sweet."

After sitting down, Yu Hanxin went straight to the point and explained to Wen Aihua the purpose of his visit.

"Why don't I get involved?" After hearing this, Wen Aihua frowned and said in embarrassment.

"Is there anything you can't do to interfere? I don't want you to bend the law for personal gain. Just say hello to the relevant case investigators in Nancheng District and ask them to handle the case impartially."

Yu Hanxin's little pout could be enough to hang a bottle of oil, "I got into trouble with those gangsters because of my bravery. Although I was a bit heavy-handed and overly defensive. But it was also excusable. There were more than a dozen people on the other side, and they all copied

If you don’t hold on to this guy, he’ll probably be dead if he doesn’t act cruelly.”

Wen Aihua was helpless by this precious niece, so she had no choice but to agree to check in tomorrow.

It seems that no one can save Lan Feiyang on the first night in the detention center, and he can only rely on himself.

Lan Feiyang never expected that the big man would fly and attack him in a menacing manner, so he quickly dodged and then jumped up and down to fight with him.

In order to deal with him better, police officer Xiao Zhang put handcuffs on him, but did not remove the shackles. Therefore, Lan Feiyang was at a great disadvantage at this moment.

Wu Gang, who was accustomed to bullying others, relied on his superiority and strength to take advantage of Lan Feiyang's attack every step of the way.

When Lan Feiyang saw this, he also got angry. He couldn't help but use his real kung fu that had been useless until now. He used ancient and time-honored Yi Xing Fist. One moment it was like a cheetah attacking, the other moment it was like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the next moment it was like a snake coming out of its hole.

Finally, seeing the right moment, he used the Goshawk and Botu move, kicking out Wu Gang with both feet at the same time, hitting Wu Gang in the chest and sending him flying against the wall.

"Crash!" A large area of ​​imitation porcelain fell off, and the walls made of high-grade cement seemed to be crumbling. Wu Gang, who had already covered his head and turned around, bounced back and hit his head on the steel frame at the head of the bed, and he fainted for a moment.

The waiter who led Lan Feiyang in couldn't help but froze at the door.

"Bah bang bang!" Suddenly, several powerful applause sounded behind him. Lan Feiyang looked back and saw a man in his thirties, with a medium build, ordinary appearance, but sharp eyes, raising his palm to pat him.

"Young man, there were two blows. He was wearing shackles, but it only took about thirty strokes to put Wu Gang down. Xiao Si, what are you still doing? Go and help Boss Wu bandage the wound on his head."

Only then did Lan Feiyang see that Wu Gang's forehead was broken and bright red blood was flowing out. "Well, this big brother, I didn't mean it. He suddenly attacked me and hit me. I, I..."

Wei Tuqiang waved his hand: "No need to explain, I understand. I think you can live here."

"Oh, thank you." Lan Feiyang then remembered that it seems that in this detention center, newcomers who just come in are basically bullied by the bully. Fortunately, he is strong enough.

"Don't be so arrogant. Come on, sit down at my place and let's talk?"

Seeing that Wei Tuqiang had no intention of making things difficult, Lan Feiyang stopped being coy and nodded happily: "Okay."

Wei Tuqiang's residence was almost exactly the same as Wu Gang's, with a large bed, a table and a chair, and toiletries on one side.

After Wei Tuqiang sat down, he asked Lan Feiyang what he did and how he came in. Lan Feiyang told him everything.

"Oh. You are still a student from a prestigious university?" Wei Tuqiang was a little surprised, "I thought you were practicing martial arts with a certain master."

He was like this himself, and then after the martial arts competition, he was spotted by the provincial SWAT team and secretly recruited. Unfortunately, now, hey... if it weren't for the great contributions he had made, he would have been shot long ago.

Although more than two years have passed, and the death penalty has been changed from a suspended death sentence to a fifteen-year prison sentence, it is still too early to leave. There is no hope of joining the SWAT team again in this life, and working with my comrades to catch drug lords all over the world and pursue the most evil criminals.

.

After listening to Wei Tuqiang's simple narration of his experience, Lan Feiyang was deeply moved. Wei Tuqiang's spirit of serving the country and the people made him both admired and ashamed. He felt that his life goals and ideals in the past nineteen years were not too narrow.

Already?

"I think you have good skills and are a good seedling. When I go out, I will write you a note. You can take it to find my former warlike and friendly brother Zhou Jian. A man must wield a sword in the world, eliminate violence and live a good life.

vigorous!"

Probably thinking of the wonderful life in the past, Wei Tuqiang's words of ambition were so intense that Lan Feiyang's blood boiled for a moment.

"But Director Hu from the Loujiawan Police Station said that I might be sentenced."

"Tch~~ What's your sentence for this matter? The worst I can do is to be detained for half a month!" Wei Tuqiang said, patting Lan Feiyang's shoulder, "Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Suddenly something flashed in his mind, and Lan Feiyang couldn't help but ask: "Is the Zhou Jian you are talking about the captain of the provincial SWAT team?"

"He used to be, but now he works in the Public Security Bureau." Wei Tuqiang nodded, "However, he is still in charge of this area. Do you know him?"

"I met him twice. I don't know if he still remembers me." Lan Feiyang sighed softly.

Nine years ago, Zhou Jian invited him to join the provincial SWAT team. But that was all he meant at that time. Nine years later, facing the exact same face, would he still think of himself?


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