Everyone looked closely and realized that Mr. Lu, who had been filled with indignation just now, was being grabbed by the neck and pinned down on the table.
This person was the thin man in black who was following Tang Peng.
The appearance of Tang Peng made everyone ignore this person, but it was he who just caught the tea cup flying towards Tang Peng and restrained Lu Ming in an instant.
The man in black didn't care at all that there were so many people around him. It was not the right time to be violent in a public place. He pinched Lu Ming's neck and said with a ferocious smile: "Boy, who the hell are you? If you dare to hit the leader with something, you are deliberately seeking death."
Bar!?"
Chief!?
After hearing the man in black call Tang Peng this way, everyone looked at Tang Peng in confusion: He is a suspected collaborator and traitor, what kind of leader is he?
Seeing the obvious looks of surprise on everyone's faces, Tang Peng just smiled lightly.
After Lu Ming was strangled by the neck and hit hard on the table, blood flowed from his nose. It felt as if his neck was pinched by an iron pliers. No matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail and he could only scream.
Suddenly, someone in public dared to use such cruel methods to treat the future No. 1 Yamen of Shen City. Everyone was dumbfounded and didn't know what to do.
Dong Pengqi was the first to react. He quietly withdrew from the crowd with a pale face and started calling for help.
"Han Xuan, just teach him a lesson. Don't compare yourself to such a fool."
Tang Peng glanced at Dong Pengqi coldly and did not stop him. He picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip. He smiled at Chu Pingyuan who was stunned: "Dr. Chu, what are you still standing for? Sit down and talk."
"Oh, I - can't, I can just stand!"
Chu Pingyuan was about to sit down subconsciously, but he quickly waved his hand.
Tang Peng's face darkened: "Huh? Director Chu, why don't you give me this face?"
Following Tang Peng's melodious and long cold snort, Han Xuan, who was holding Lu Ming's neck, raised his head and looked at Chu Pingyuan.
Chu Pingyuan suddenly felt something in his heart. He hurriedly pulled out a chair and sat down: "I'll sit down, sit down, haha, sit down."
"That's right, and Mr. Chu, please sit down together and have some food with me."
Tang Peng put down his tea cup and nodded slightly to Han Xuan.
Han Xuan grabbed Lu Ming's neck and threw him out: "Get out!"
Lu Ming was thrown away, knocking over a table with a bang, and screamed again in pain.
"Everyone, who else wants to sit down?"
Tang Peng slowly glanced at the directors.
The people he swept across all shook their heads and waved their hands: "You treat Mr. Lu like this, who dares to sit with you? Isn't this making you feel uncomfortable?"
Although everyone was very angry that Mr. Tang used such barbaric methods to deal with Mr. Lu, they were still angry, but no one stepped forward - that man in black named Han Xuan was so cruel!
"Since no one is sitting down, just step aside and do whatever you have to do. The funeral is over and it's time to eat."
Tang Peng knocked on the table with his right hand, as if coaxing flies, and waved to everyone.
Everyone dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, so they hurriedly ran to Lu Ming and helped him up with all their hands.
Tang Peng didn't look there at all. He smiled and asked Chu Pingyuan: "Director Chu, have you ordered anything?"
"It's ordered, it's ordered - here, the food is delivered."
Chu Pingyuan nodded repeatedly.
Several hotel waiters didn't dare to say anything after seeing the commotion at the scene. After putting the food and drinks on the table, they quickly stepped aside.
These waiters who often work in hotels are naturally familiar with Lu Ming and the officials around him. Now that they saw that Mr. Lu was beaten hard, but the 'murderer' still had time to eat, they guessed this in their hearts.
The uncle was probably not someone to be trifled with, so he naturally wanted to hide in the distance with other guests and watch the fun.
Of course, as soon as the incident happened, the hotel manager also got the news and immediately ran over in a hurry.
The manager was smart enough. When he saw that it was Young Empress Lu who was being beaten, he did not dare to question Tang Peng and others casually. Instead, he quickly reported the situation to the hotel boss: Since even Young Empress Lu is weak, why are they afraid of you?
A hotel owner?
"Come, come, let's all eat. Xiao Chu, don't cry like it's true. It's no big deal."
Tang Peng picked up the chopsticks, picked up an abalone, took a bite, and said vaguely to Chu Liangyu.
Xiaochu? It’s no big deal?
Damn, who do you think you are?
Chu Liangyu felt very uncomfortable with Tang Peng calling him such a name, and wanted to refute, but was worried about Han Xuan who was beginning to eat. He could only look at Chu Pingyuan and pick up the chopsticks.
While Tang Peng and Han Xuan were eating and drinking, Mr. Lu shook off the people who were supporting him and stood in the distance staring at him, his face covered with blood looked scary: he was waiting for the police to arrive.
!As long as Tang Peng and the two are brought into the police station, he promises to use at least thirty-six methods to deal with these two people and make them regret coming to this world!
You dare to beat Mr. Lu because you are paralyzed! Damn it!
The police arrived very quickly.
It won’t work if you don’t hurry up. The person who was beaten was Lu Ming, the No. 1 government office in Shencheng. Comrade Wan Zili, the executive deputy director of the Shencheng District Bureau, just reported to Lu Chunsheng this afternoon and took a look at the black gauze hat on Shen Huan’s head. If he is here
If Mr. Lu is late after being beaten, wouldn't he miss this great opportunity to express his determination?
Woo la, hoo la - squeak!
As the shrill scream of the police siren suddenly stopped and the heartbreaking sound of brakes sounded, two police cars stopped at the door of the hotel. Amidst the banging of the door, six or seven policemen jumped out of the car, led by a fat policeman.
, rushed in almost at a trot. After entering the door, the leading policeman stopped, raised his hand, and subconsciously looked towards the place where the crowd was gathered.
After seeing the fat policeman, the hotel manager on duty hurriedly greeted him with a smile, and stretched out his hands from afar: "Hello, Director Wan, you——"
Wan Zili didn't look at him, let alone his extended hand, because Mr. Lu was shouting at the moment: "Wan Ju, Wan Ju! Here, I'm here!"
But after seeing Lu Ming's bloody face, Wan Zili was immediately startled. He quickly pushed away the hotel manager who was blocking the way and walked over quickly: "Ah, Mr. Lu, what's wrong with you!?"
"What's wrong? That's a good question!"
Lu Ming gritted his teeth and looked at Tang Peng and the two of them, and said with a ferocious smile: "These two are the ones who beat me!"
As soon as Mr. Lu finished speaking, Wan Zili suddenly turned around, looked at Tang Peng and the two of them, and shouted sternly: "Stand up! You dare to sit down like this after beating someone, do you think you are the master!?"
Tang Peng didn't even raise his head, just eating and drinking there: with Han Xuan here, there is really no need for him to pay attention to a small person like Wan Zili.
Sure enough, Han Xuan stood up with a silent sneer, put his left foot on the chair, looked at Wan Zili and said in a dark voice: "If you insist on calling me master, then there is nothing I can do about it."
"presumptuous!"
Wan Zili was furious and waved his fat hand: "Come on, take them back to the police station!"
"yes!"
The policemen behind Wan Zili shouted, and someone took out handcuffs and surrounded him.
"Who dares?"
Han Xuan still sat motionless, but narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold air in his body became stronger, which made the policemen subconsciously stop in their tracks.
"Damn, you're so awesome, you dare to threaten the police?"
Wan Zili was furious, and raised his hand again and waved vigorously: "Catch him, if he resists, I'll cut him!"
Although Chu Pingyuan didn't have a good impression of Tang Peng, and he didn't understand why he appeared here at the moment, in any case, Tang Peng showed up because of his uncle and nephew, so they could barely be considered a group.
Now that he saw that the police were going to take serious action against Han Xuan, Chu Pingyuan quickly stood up and said with a smile: "Comrade police..."
As soon as Chu Pingyuan said these four words, Wan Zili interrupted him impatiently: "Get out of the way, you have nothing to do here - why are you still standing there, why don't you hurry up and take away the two attackers?"
!?"
Wan Zili's last words were an order to the police.
Before the policemen agreed, they saw Han Xuan suddenly take out something from his waist and slap it on the table with a bang.
Gun, this is a dark pistol!
In the minds of all the people watching the excitement, pistols are something only police officers should possess - but this is not necessarily the case. Not all police officers are qualified to carry firearms, especially in such simple civil disputes.
If we have to say that these police officers carry guns, it can only be said that it is deputy director Wan Zili.
But no one, including him, expected that Han Xuan showed his pistol.
Suddenly, the expressions of the surrounding policemen changed drastically, and they all took a step back, exclaiming: "Pistols!"
The attacker suddenly showed his pistol. The onlookers were even more frightened than the police. Several officials surrounding Lu Ming backed away with a roar.
We are all smart people, and it is necessary to please Mr. Lu, but no one is willing to put themselves in dangerous situations just to please others.
The most nervous person was Wan Zili. After seeing Han Xuan pull out his pistol, he reflexively pulled out the gun with his backhand.
As soon as Wan Zili's hand touched the handle of the gun, Han Xuan moved his right hand, pointed the pistol at his face, and said ruthlessly: "If you dare to draw the gun, I will kill you!"
Wan Zili's movements froze, cold sweat suddenly dripped down his forehead, and he said cheerfully: "You, you dare to threaten the police openly?"
Han Xuanyin laughed: "Hey, so what?"
What were the origins of these two people, and how could they have pistols? Only then did Wan Zili remember that before letting anyone take action, they should really find out who the other party belonged to.
Just when Director Wan felt a little stupid, he heard a female voice at the door yelling: "Who dares to attack the police with a gun? Put down the pistol!"