At the same time, Wen Fei's right toes flew up and kicked the right wrist of Mustachio's rubber baton. Mustache's wrist shook, and the rubber baton flew out of his hand and flew into the air. Wen Fei didn't wait for the rubber baton to land, and then swung his right hand.
He kicked the rubber baton with his foot. The rubber baton kept flipping in the air, changed the direction of its fall, and flew towards the mustachioed head.
Only two sounds of "Ouch" were heard. One was made by Wen Fei on purpose, and the other was made by Mustache. The rubber baton hit Mustache's forehead hard, and it immediately became red and swollen, with a bulge.
The red envelope from the boss. The mustachioed man covered his forehead, eyebrows, eyes, and mouth with both hands. With a very painful expression on his face, he squatted on the ground. Wen Fei also squatted down with him.
Cao Zifan, who was on the opposite side of the glass, couldn't stand it anymore. He lowered his head, covered his forehead with his hands, and cursed secretly: "They are as stupid as pigs. How did these two people get into the police academy?"
A plainclothes policeman sat next to him. Seeing Cao Zifan's appearance, he stood up and said: "Director Cao, his lawyer is probably arriving soon. What should we do now? If you want to play tricks on him, you have to hurry up.
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"You watch here and don't let anyone in. I'll go inside and meet that kid. I don't believe I can't fix him." After saying that, Cao Zifan opened the door and walked out with an angry look on his face.
Opening the door of the interrogation room, Cao Zifan walked in and closed the door. When the fat man and the mustache saw Cao Zifan coming, they got up from the ground in embarrassment with shame on their faces. The fat man looked pitifully towards Cao Zifan.
He said: "How dare this kid step on me with his foot."
The mustachioed man covered his raised forehead with his hands and said with a cry: "Director Cao, you must take revenge on the two of us."
"You two are useless, get out of here with me." Cao Zifan pointed at the door and yelled angrily. When the two of them saw the director being so angry, they were frightened and didn't dare to say a word.
He said that he even forgot about the pain, bent over, opened the door dejectedly and walked out.
"Director Cao, I don't seem to have offended you. Why did you send someone here to punish me?" Wen Fei was already sitting on the chair calmly, staring into Cao Zifan's eyes like a torch.
"I really don't understand. What ability do you have? You can turn disaster into good luck every time." Cao Zifan clasped his hands behind his back, slowly walked to stand in front of Wen Fei, and looked at Wen Fei with a condescending attitude. Wen Fei
I didn't like being looked at like this, so I frowned and glanced at Cao Zifan.
"Then what do you want? Don't think that just because you are a police officer, you can do whatever you want. In this case, your police should award me a good citizen medal. I didn't expect that you couldn't catch the robber, but you treated me as a brave person who did what is right.
Arrested. I really don’t know if you are protecting the citizens? Or..."
"'Good Citizen', hahaha..." Cao Zifan interrupted Wen Fei, looked at Wen Fei with contempt and said: "People with blood on their hands deserve to be called 'Good Citizen', and so do gangsters."
'Good citizen'. You are so embarrassed to say it out loud, and you don't feel ashamed at all."
"Cao Zifan, that's enough. If you want to punish me, just come. Look at your behavior, using your power to punish people. Are you a good policeman? Or a police chief? Are you worthy of the important task of protecting citizens?
?Where were you when the robbers were killing people in the bank?" Wen Fei and Cao Zifan faced each other tit for tat, glaring at each other angrily.
These words touched Cao Zifan's pain. He looked very angry, and the muscles on his face were a little distorted. Suddenly he pulled out a revolver from his waist, and pointed the black muzzle at Wen Fei's temple. Wen Fei
Looking at Cao Zifan in surprise, Cao Zifan's eyes became sharp, and murderous intent emerged.
Confusion, confusion, confusion and a trace of fear were written all over Wen Fei's face. "Hahaha..." Suddenly Wen Fei sneered: "Now that you're talking about your sore point, you want to kill me to silence me, right? Or...
Are you scaring me? Do you dare to shoot in the police station? How will you explain it to Director Jiang Yueming, how will you explain it to the citizens, and to the media?"
"You don't need to worry about this. I have my own way. The police are the best at doing this kind of thing." Cao Zifan said with a sly smile on his face: "You are now the boss of Yangwan, and you also control half of the Western District.
I am the police chief of the West District, and I dare not say that I can control the West District. If you want to hang out in the West District, don’t hurry up and kneel down when you see me.” Although Cao Zifan’s voice was not loud, every word was full of hatred. Then he spoke out.
change.
"You are the God of War Wen Fei. Everyone knows that you are a person who can't tolerate a grain of sand in your eyes. When we interrogated you, you got into a fight and injured two policemen. Finally, you tried to grab the gun, but I shot you.
Shot dead on the spot. Please hand in this report, can you explain it?"
After hearing these words, Wen Fei felt that his heart sank to the bottom. Cao Zifan was right. He was a policeman himself and was best at handling this kind of thing. There were at least several cases every year. If he shot and killed himself, it would be completely
It is fair to say that it is very easy for him to escape, and the heaviest punishment is nothing more than dismissal from office.
"I hope you won't do something stupid. Do you think you can live safely in Binzhou after I die? I tell you, as long as I die, I guarantee you will regret killing me."
"You're scaring me. It turns out you have this kind of courage. Don't you think you're full of courage? It turns out that's nothing more than that." Cao Zifan sneered and turned on the safety of the revolver. "To tell you the truth, someone came up with something.
I must buy your life. Today you fell into my hands, how could I let ten million slip away from my hands so easily."
"I'm cnm." Wen Fei suddenly got angry while yelling, jumped up from his seat, stretched out his legs and kicked Cao Zifan's wrist. Unexpectedly, Cao Zifan was already prepared, he quickly stepped back, and also kicked out
Blocked Wen Fei's attack route. Wen Fei was shocked. His hands were handcuffed and he couldn't move. He twisted his body in mid-air and avoided Cao Zifan's kick.
Cao Zifan sneered, turned sideways and kicked out again. Wen Fei had just landed, and in his busy schedule, he used his handcuffed hands to catch Cao Zifan's kick. Unexpectedly, this move was a trick to lure the enemy, and Cao Zifan withdrew the kick.
With his foot out, his body suddenly leaned forward, soared into the air and took off with another flying kick. Wen Fei's hands were restricted, he screamed inwardly, and was kicked in the waist.
A huge force caused his body to lose balance and fall to the side. At the moment he fell to the ground, Wen Fei's legs were kicked out at the same time. Cao Zifan did not expect such a move. He couldn't dodge and was hit on his thigh.
After the kick, he lost his balance and took several steps back. His back hit the wall until he regained his balance.
Before Wen Fei's body touched the ground, he stretched his hands on the ground at the same time. His body bounced up again, and his feet landed firmly on the ground. When he looked at Cao Zifan again, he realized that he was already standing, pointing the muzzle of the pistol at
He aimed at his head. "What a skill, he deserves to be called the 'God of War'. Now sit on the chair with me and don't force me to shoot." Cao Zifan's cold tone contained murderous intent.
"You dare to shoot here. You really don't care about your own future." Wen Fei did not dare to disobey Cao Zifan's words and sat on the chair angrily. Although he said this, he was not sure in his heart.
"Ten million! No matter how good my future is, I will never make so much money in my life." Cao Zifan walked into Wen Fei, the black muzzle of the gun always pointed at his head, "Don't blame me. Only blame your enemies.
The bid is too high.”
"Wait a minute..." Wen Fei was a little panicked, and his face changed drastically, because Cao Zifan's expression was not joking at all. This kind of thing would rather be believed than not. "At least I want to know who it is.
Such a high price."
"Do you have many enemies? Guess for yourself. Who would pay such a high price to kill you?" Cao Zifan snorted coldly and continued: "Whose way of wealth have you blocked, and who has suffered more than the loss?
What about ten million?”
An idea flashed in his mind. Could it be Yi Tianxiong from the Flying Eagle Gang, or Wang Shaowen from the Mingyu Group, or maybe Chu Zongping, the "Flower Arhat" from the Athlon Company. The looks of these people were in Wen Fei's mind.
Passed by one by one.
"You are now slowly waiting for death to come." Cao Zifan smiled ferociously and pulled the trigger of the revolver. Wen Fei's pupils expanded rapidly and his breathing stopped at this moment. He watched the hammer bounce towards the gun with desperate eyes.
He felt like the whole world had collapsed before his eyes.
The sound of the hammer "pop" frightened Wen Fei, and cold sweat fell like rain on his head. It turned out that there was no bullet in the revolver. Wen Fei's hanging heart was like a boulder falling rapidly, and his nervous body suddenly became tense.
The whole body relaxed, as if it was about to collapse into a ball.
"Hahaha..." Cao Zifan laughed wildly. Seeing Wen Fei like this, he was extremely happy, as if this was the funniest thing in the world. "So the God of War Wen Fei is also so afraid of death. I thought you
What kind of indomitable hero are you? Some people say that you are like 'the face of Mount Tai collapsed without changing your face'. It turns out that you also look like such a coward."
"Crazy!" Wen Fei spat bitterly. He was really frightened by Cao Zifan just now. The mentality of waiting for death is the most frightening. Although it was a false alarm, Wen Fei actually experienced it personally at the gate of hell.
The feeling when I was wandering forward was really more terrifying than death.
At this time, there was a knock on the door. Cao Zifan smiled and inserted the revolver into the holster on his waist, adjusted the clothes he was wearing, and then shouted: "Please come in."
A police officer led two people into the house. There was a young man wearing a shirt and a blue striped tie around his neck. He looked very bright. When Wen Fei saw the man, he shouted: "Zixing, hurry up and follow me."
To apply for bail, I want to accuse the police of abusing their power and causing physical harm to me."