The best car owned by Wu Jie and his gang was a Land Cruiser with an armed police license plate, which Wei Ziwen drove here, while Wu Jie drove a car that belonged to his family's security guards, an Audi A6, an ordinary car, although it had a Beijing V01 license plate.
The young man who jumped out of the Mercedes-Benz turned a blind eye to the Security Bureau license plate.
Perhaps fake military cards are rampant nowadays.
Maybe there are too many privileged cars in Beijing.
In short, several young people did not take Wu Jie's car seriously, let alone Wu Jie the person, and they yelled fiercely.
As soon as Yang Chen got out of the car, Wu Jie's subordinates quickly surrounded these young people. They were running rampant in Forty-Nine City as teenagers, trampling on countless arrogant young men. Four ignorant young people were looking for death for pretending to be cool in front of these people.
The domineering Wei Ziwen slapped the young man who scolded him most fiercely until his nose started to bleed. Only then did the four idiots realize that they were alone, especially when Yang Chen and Wu Jie stood side by side, giving them an indescribable sense of oppression.
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The young man who seemed to be the leader wiped his nosebleed, looked around, pointed at Yang Chen, Wu Jie and Wei Ziwen, and said with a ferocious smile: "Hit my car and hit me, you think you are awesome because there are more people, right? I want you to see what it means to be a person."
There is strength in numbers.”
The young man called someone.
Wei Ziwen couldn't stand this guy's appearance, so he turned around and got into the approaching Land Cruiser. He hit the Mercedes-Benz G55 continuously on the street with heavy traffic, and crashed the more than three million luxury car into the curb. The collision was horrific. Of course, the land cruiser
The front of the cruiser was also in terrible shape and was in pieces.
Wei Ziwen, who had enjoyed the collision, jumped out of the car and pointed at a few stunned young people, cursing: "Damn it, driving a G55, do you think you are driving on an aircraft carrier? Is Sijiucheng a place where these broken cars are rampant?"
Yang Chen couldn't help laughing.
Unexpectedly, Wei Ziwen, who was extremely enthusiastic and seemingly gentle towards him, was so domineering.
Many people stopped to watch, and most of the cars coming and going slowed down. Passing the scene of the accident, people in the cars would definitely poke their heads in and take a look.
The young man who was slapped twice received all kinds of strange looks and felt that he had been humiliated. His face was livid with anger, and he gnashed his teeth and kicked Yang Chen, Wu Jie and the others.
The road section where the incident occurred is relatively busy and near the embassy district.
The police and traffic police soon showed up, which made the young people who called for help very angry. They scolded the police. The traffic police in the capital were of good quality and did not fight back. They just used law enforcement recorders to film the process of being scolded. The four arrogant young people were fearless and rushed.
The traffic police yelled that it was useless even if you filmed them, they would make me angry and they would peel off your skin.
Wu Jie's side were all dudes from the military compound, and they didn't take the police seriously, but they showed a minimum of respect. The young master didn't mean to be domineering and do whatever he wanted.
Over the past few decades, there have been many such idiots in Sijiu City. They were either shot or sent to Qincheng Prison to spend their whole lives facing the wall and thinking about it. No one had a good ending.
The lesson learned from shooting the first bird has already made Wu Jie and his gang aware of the importance of keeping a low profile. What's more, they are no longer children. Unlike when they were in childhood, no matter how big the trouble was, the old men above always said "no".
They are excused with the excuse of "sensible".
The traffic police and the 110 emergency department were present, and several young people started to make more noises.
Yang Chen, who was beside Wu Jie, sneered in his heart. With such a character and behavior, he still dared to hang out in Sijiu City. He really didn't want to live long.
"Is this your car?" The traffic policeman who took photos and collected evidence looked at the cars of Wu Jie, Wei Ziwen and others, and asked thoughtfully. All six cars had military license plates, four of which had Central Guard Bureau license plates.
The traffic police in the capital had a very sharp eye. From the license plates and various passes posted on the windshield, they concluded that Wu Jie and his gang had extraordinary identities. The Mercedes-Benz G55 that was badly hit cost more than three million, but had an ordinary license plate and a shield.
The windshield is only covered with things like the East Gate Pass of the Great Hall of the People, which can be obtained from scalpers, and a fake "Jing'an" car license with non-reflective fonts that is sold in an auto repair shop for 80 yuan to scare outsiders.
Maybe.
The traffic police know exactly how to deal with it.
There are so many privileged cars in Sijiu City that luxury cars are everywhere.
"Lao Tian, Heizi, you two stay and deal with this matter." Wu Jie said as he walked up to the two boys and whispered to them to deal with it in a low-key manner.
Yang Chen lamented in his heart that Old Wu had changed and became much more stable. Back then, he was always a thorn in the side of the base commander when he was at the Sharp Blade Base.
People are changing.
Someone fell.
Some people learn to be shameless.
And they are maturing.
Wu Jie took Ding Miaomiao and asked Yang Chen to take another car. The domineering Wei Ziwen didn't bother to look at the few prostitutes. Except for Lao Tian and Heizi who were left behind, everyone else got in the car and left.
The four young men became anxious and yelled at the police for not stopping them. The traffic policeman who led the police team shrugged and said with a smile: "They left the accident vehicle and people behind, and they didn't escape, so why stop them?"
"Okay, okay, you actually cooperated with them to play with me. You are in big trouble. Just wait to be skinned!" The young man who got a nosebleed from Wei Ziwen was furious. At this time, his companion came over and whispered a few words. This guy was twisted with anger.
A ferocious smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he turned to look across the road.
Five Ivecos were lined up along the roadside.
The Iveco body is painted with a unified shield logo and looks like a law enforcement vehicle at first glance.
"Tell them to follow them to a secluded road and be sure to stop them." The beaten young man gritted his teeth and ordered his companion. The companion nodded heavily and stepped aside to make a phone call.
Tens of seconds later, the five Ivecos parked on the opposite side of the road moved and chased Yang Chen, Wu Jie and others.
Yang Chen, Wu Jie, and Ding Miaomiao transferred to another Audi A6 and drove a few kilometers further. The brothers at the party tonight went their separate ways. At this juncture, five Ivecos unscrupulously forced them to stop on the roadside.
Nearly a hundred people poured out of the car, dressed like special police officers.
Special Guard.
Just one word different from SWAT.
Coupled with the attire and momentum of more than a hundred people, people who are ignorant and don't know what special guards are, can really be frightened.
"Get out of the car quickly!" nearly a hundred special guards shouted, and some even used sticks to beat the car Wu Jie and his gang were riding in. They wanted to be as arrogant as they wanted.
Wei Ziwen was furious and got out of the car. He had practiced martial arts for several years and knocked down three people. However, he was surrounded by more people, received several punches and kicks, and was severely beaten to the ground by several swing sticks.
Young Master Wei, who was roaming the Forty-Nine Cities, had never been in such a miserable state.
Yang Chen, who was sitting in the passenger seat of the Audi, frowned, thinking that nothing could be done about it today. Ding Miaomiao, who was sitting in the back seat with Wu Jie, looked more or less nervous. A good girl who grew up in a scholarly family, how had she ever seen such a situation?
But she was not afraid, and seemed to know what role her fiancé played in the dandy circles of Sijiu City.
The four cars were tightly squeezed by the five huge Ivecos and could not get out. The women stayed in the cars and the men all got out of the car. Yang Chen rushed out, punched and kicked the dozens of people who were besieging Wei Ziwen, and helped him up.
Young Master Wei looked around at the nearly a hundred fierce men in SWAT uniforms and shouted loudly: "Stop it all, this is the city center, we will suffer, and so will you!"
Nearly a hundred people.
If Sasha is in the deep mountains and old forests.
Yang Chen alone can send them to the west.
Wu Jie is here at the moment, and the two of them charge side by side, which is enough for these people.
But the others were not as skilled as him and Wu Jie, especially the girl in the car, who was simply a burden. It was impossible for the two of them to take care of everyone, so they would be afraid of others.
