[69 Book Bar-www.] "Robbery! Don't move, take out all the money."
He had just gone to the public toilet to relieve himself. When he came out, a cold dagger was placed behind his back. Yang Feng turned around and looked at the yellow-haired young man. Needless to say, this guy probably took drugs and ran out of money.
He came out to rob, and the toilet was in a secluded place. If he went out alone, he would inevitably encounter such gangsters.
Thinking about Liu Qing, that guy was still in the toilet. He was too lazy to make any noise about a few dollars. Then, he pretended to be honest and put his hand into his pocket, touched it, paid for the drink, and
He only had about two hundred yuan in his pocket, and he immediately gave the money to the young man behind him. Yang Feng said with a smile: "That's all, I have no money."
"Only two hundred?" The yellow-haired young man looked at this silly man. He usually robs, and others also resist symbolically! How can there be such a man? As soon as he said robbery, he immediately took the money from his pocket.
Own.
However, it is not cost-effective to finally meet such a good guy and get two white pieces. Then he said coldly: "Take out your watch and mobile phone, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
"So what if you're welcome!"
Just when Yang Feng was holding out his cell phone to give it to the guy, Liu Qing came out and looked at the yellow-haired young man. The guy was wearing his belt and looking at the young man strangely.
However, when he saw Yang Feng's honest and silly smile, he suddenly said depressedly: "If you give such a scumbag money, you are really too honest."
"Haha... just a few dollars! It's not like spending money to eliminate disasters. Like you, killing people every day, that's not good."
"Get out of your way. If I weren't here, let's see how you get around in this city." As he said that, Liu Qing tied up his trousers and kicked the young man over without saying a word. He grabbed the young man's right hand and twisted it.
, the dagger fell to the ground, and the little gangster, before he could figure out the situation, was knocked to the ground.
After all, he is the leader of the serious crime team, so dealing with these gangsters is really a piece of cake for him.
Turning around, looking at the smiling Yang Feng, Liu Qing taught him a lesson: "These scumbags just deserve to be beaten. They can't rob them for nothing. Let's see! It's all honest people like you who encourage these scumbags' arrogance.
Otherwise, how could this case become more and more investigated?"
"Haha, Chief Liu, this is none of my business. This is my first time being robbed. Please don't blame me!"
"It's not you, it's not like you." Breathing out the breath of wine, Liu Qing opened her mouth and looked at this honest friend. Her somewhat confused eyes also rolled back a little. However, although she was a little drunk,
, but the person was not completely confused yet, so he touched his belt, and reluctantly put his head aside, Liu Qing said: "I was drinking with you, and I forgot about the pistol and didn't bring the handcuffs."
"Come on, just call the people in the bureau and take this guy away. Are you going to send him back to the bureau yourself? Seeing as you drank so much, you'd better go back and rest early!" Yang Feng hurriedly supported him.
This guy, look at him, tell him to send this criminal to the police station, it doesn't mean that something has happened.
"That's true. Anyway, I'm on vacation now. This time in the bureau, dogs are always meddling in other people's business. It's better to ask that damn bitch to come and take people away." Liu Qing called the bar and took out the phone.
And this damn guy was wandering around like a drunk cat.
Yang Feng basically knew that Liu Qing and Liu Qing were having a drinking and quarrel. Because the case was taken over by a new female police officer, Liu Qing had a falling out with the deputy director, so he took a break at home. Although the official title was still there, but now he
He was the only one who had nothing to do. This was due to his psychological injustice. In addition, he drank a little too much. Naturally, he deliberately made things difficult for the female officer over this trivial matter.
After making the call, Liu Qing put the phone back in his pocket angrily and looked at the yellow-haired young man on the ground who looked like he was about to die. After thinking about it, he still said: "Yang Feng, you still have to watch this guy. I'll go back first."
Well, I don’t want to get angry when I see that woman.”
"Okay, that's up to you, Chief Liu, you don't need me to send you off!"
"Come on, who wants you to give it to me? I'm not drunk yet!" The man turned around and glared at Yang Feng, but with his staggering steps, he looked like he was about to fall down.
Yang Feng shook his head strangely, but after all, he was a policeman with some skills. He stopped two taxis for him and paid the fare for him, so he wouldn't send him away. Anyway, as long as this guy didn't get drunk to death,
It would be impossible for ordinary gangsters to do anything to him.
After sending Liu Qing away, Yang Feng took out his headphones, and then listened to his favorite violin music. Following the elegant melody, he leaned comfortably against the dimness of the street.
I have been living like this in the city for several months. Looking at the vast sky and the night sky dotted with stars, the more I look at it, I seem to feel that the night sky is more beautiful than before, quiet, stable, and less tearful on the battlefield.
Killing, my heart was far away from the noisy fight, and the words honest and honest seemed to be getting closer and closer to me during this period. Thinking about it, I also found it very interesting.
However, while listening to the elegant Chopin music, a strong murderous aura came towards me.
Yang Feng knew that the yellow-haired young man knew that he had robbed the officer and was doomed this time. He wanted to find a chance to escape, so he pretended to be dead. Liu Qing's two blows did not hit his vitals.
In fact, the injury was not serious at all, but the drunk policeman left, leaving behind a "soft guy". Now he had his moment of power.
Not wanting to ruin his mood, Yang Feng still listened to the song leisurely. And the young man, thinking that Yang Feng really didn't notice, sneaked up on Yang Feng and stabbed Yang Feng's abdomen with the dagger that shone coldly.
However, at the moment when the young man's dagger was about to come into contact with him, Yang Feng's weird right foot suddenly kicked back and hit the yellow-haired young man's step. Then, very quickly, he hooked his right foot and knocked the young man's body down.
The yellow-haired young man hooked himself in his direction, and struck out with his left knee very quickly.
This coherent movement was just fleeting, and most people probably couldn't see it clearly! As for the yellow-haired young man, he didn't understand what was going on. Suddenly, his body was like a kite, being hit from a distance.
He went out, but the dagger that wanted to stab someone was still in the same posture. He didn't even have time to move his hand in a hurry. This guy was beaten by Yang Feng until he vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Yang Feng still didn't look back, continued to listen to the music, and then leisurely enjoyed the night. He killed an unknown number of people. Killing seemed to be just an art to him. To deal with such street gangsters, he had no need at all.
Just by looking at it, you can tell what you have done to him.
This guy's leisurely look made it seem as if everything he had just done was not done by him at all, and the people walking by in twos and threes far away from the street lights did not notice that this quiet man listening to music had just beaten people up.