"That black Land Rover ran the red light!" The little traffic policeman pointed at the direction in which Li Si was running and said angrily: "I have written down his license plate. I can fine him later!"
"Fuck, are you dying for your life?" The elderly traffic policeman suddenly widened his eyes and said, "Anyone's car in Huainan City can be punished, but his car cannot be moved. I tell you, the Public Security Bureau
You can stop Director Zhou Tian’s car, you can also stop Municipal Party Committee Secretary Jiang Zhizhong’s car, but you absolutely cannot stop this black Land Rover!”
"Why?" The little traffic policeman was stunned. Is there something scary behind this? It's just an ordinary Land Rover. There are many more noble cars than Land Rover in Huainan City. Why is this half a car?
Why can't you stop an old Land Rover? The young traffic policeman suddenly remembered what his teacher said to him when he was about to graduate: Xiao Zhang, when you go to work somewhere in the future, you must strictly abide by the rules. Some people, a certain person
If you can't be offended by some things, you must not be offended! Because they are probably the gods somewhere.
"Why, don't you know who is sitting in that black Land Rover?" The old traffic policeman glared at him, a little dissatisfied, for fear of being dragged down by this guy.
"Who is it?" The little traffic policeman looked confused. It was just a Land Rover. Why was he more awesome than the municipal party secretary?
"Hey, you're new here. You really should learn some things!" The old traffic policeman suddenly took out a cigarette from his pocket. The young traffic policeman immediately lit it for him, and then said with a smile: "Brother, please teach me more."
Teach me!"
"Let me tell you the truth, the people sitting in the car are the gods of Huainan City and the whole G Province!" When the old traffic policeman spoke, his expression was extremely exaggerated, which made the little traffic policeman startled. He didn't dare
He looked at the old traffic policeman in belief and said, "No...it can't be right? Then who is he?"
"Hmph, he is the silver-haired John Doe!"
Hiss...
The little traffic policeman suddenly took a breath of cold air. Silver-haired Li Si. I strangled him. The lighter in the little traffic policeman's hand suddenly fell to the ground. The lighter exploded when it encountered a huge impact, but he was unconscious.
, just stood there dumbfounded, and then watched helplessly in the direction in which the Land Rover disappeared. In all major government agencies, the silver-haired Li Si has quietly become a synonym for power.
