How much force should be used, to what extent will the person be hit, internal or external injuries, or killed with one blow? Yang Chen has been studying kung fu for more than ten years, and is a top master who came out of the top secret combat unit of the Republic. He can do it very accurately, and there is no chance of missing.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is equal to zero.
Because the job he once held did not allow for any mistakes.
The moment the strong man fell to the ground, vomiting blood and wailing, Yang Chen was suddenly alert. The kick could only cause skin trauma, but it would hardly damage the muscles or bones. How could it affect the internal organs and cause vomiting blood?
A few minutes after the leading man called the police, the police car roared in. The timely appearance not only showed high efficiency, but also made the smart people present feel that it was really strange. How could it be so fast?
Yang Chen's expression remained unchanged, waiting for what would happen next. Today, he is no longer the grassroots man he was seven or eight years ago who had no other choice but to submit to the powerful.
"what happened?"
The four policemen got out of the car. The leader's stern questioning and slightly bulging belly seemed to remind the onlookers that this was the leader. In fact, this man's police rank revealed that he was only at the level of the director of the police station. The title of leader was placed on his head.
, somewhat far-fetched.
"Comrade police, my friends and I came here to look for someone, but we were beaten badly by that Ning University student. You have to uphold justice for my brother. The quality of college students nowadays is so bad. How do parents and schools educate them?"
The man who was making noise earlier pretended to be sad and angry, and he was so tall and round-waisted that he was not a kind person. He pretended to be pitiful and nondescript, which almost made a few of the onlookers laugh.
Students who are inexperienced in the world can see the clues.
However, several police comrades turned a blind eye to the poor acting skills of this group of strong men. The leading police officer directly asked Yang Chen, "Did you hit him?"
What could Yang Chen say, he nodded indifferently.
"Take him back to the police station first, and you guys will follow me back to the police station to make notes." The leading policeman pointed at Yang Chen and glanced at several strong men. They all nodded in unison and helped their companions get into the Excelle.
car.
Two policemen stepped forward and grabbed Yang Chen. Yang Chen did not resist and got into the police car with them. Han Lei and Zhou Huiqiang were anxious and had no choice. What could ordinary students do? Jiang Zhiwen, this kid, relied on the fact that he was a local.
, cautiously said: "Uncle, which police station are you from? My second uncle, Hou Guoqing from the Nansan Road Police Station, you are from the same system and should know each other. I want to say that the actual situation is not what they said..."
"Little bastard, go ahead. Whether your second uncle is a monkey or a horse has nothing to do with me. If you keep talking, I will take you away with him." The policeman with a beer belly glared at Jiang Zhiwen, turned around and sat in the passenger seat of the police car. Jiang Zhiwen was
His face was red and his ears were red, and he was helpless.
301 The three of them watched helplessly as the boss Yang Chen was taken away.
The police car was in front, and the Buick Excelle that had come to cause trouble was behind, and they drove away one after another.
"I think you are not from the Xuefu Road Police Station, nor are you the 110 patrol officers." Yang Chen asked expressionlessly as he was squeezed between the two policemen on the left and right in the back seat.
"Boy, you're quite smart, but it's useless." The policeman on the left said with a sinister smile.
"Oh..." Yang Chen nodded, his expression still unchanged. His excessive calmness made the policeman in the car uncomfortable, and they looked at each other in confusion.
There was no conversation on the road. It only took a few minutes for the police car to arrive in Ningda, and it took more than 20 minutes and nearly half an hour to return. The jurisdiction of the Jinhai Road Police Station is far away from Ningda.
If something goes wrong, it must be a monster.
All this shows that someone is really playing tricks on him.
Who is it... Yang Chen already had the answer in his heart. He was always calm and pushed into the police station. Without asking any questions, he was put into the interrogation room on the second floor.
A pervert who cannot be trapped in a dragon's den or a tiger's den.
From this small police station, Yang Chen could leave if he wanted and stay if he wanted. He didn't leave because he didn't want to make things worse, but he also wanted to see how these guys dealt with him, hide and seek, drink water to death, sleep to death,
All kinds of anecdotes more or less aroused this guy's curiosity, and he was alone in the interrogation room wondering what he would encounter.
The door of the police station.
The strong man who led people to Ningda to find Yang Chen was arm-in-arms with Li Qiang, the director of the Jinhai Road Police Station who led the team to arrest Yang Chen. The strong man smiled sinisterly and whispered: "Li Suo, what the person above me meant,
You call Ning University first and tell him that the kid intentionally hurt people and may be detained or sentenced. I estimate that as soon as you call Ning University, Ning University will probably fire him and then punish him and try to inflict some internal injuries.
He won’t be able to act arrogant and domineering with his kung fu in the future.”
"The former is easy to talk about, but the latter requirement, this..." Li Qiang looked embarrassed.
"As you know, the person above me has always been generous and has a strong backing. What can't he handle in Xijing?"
There was something in the strong man's words, and Li Qiang knew it. The two looked at each other and smiled in perfect understanding, just like a pair of profiteers discussing business.
The two reached an agreement and each went about his or her own business.
When Li Qiang returned to the office, he first called Ning Da to add insult to injury about Yang Chen. Then he called two of his closest subordinates and implicitly hinted that he should educate Yang Chen well. The two trusted subordinates would understand and leave.
Director Li made himself a cup of Tieguanyin, leaned on the executive chair, looked at Erlang's legs, and tasted it comfortably. Even if something went wrong, the two confidants misunderstood what he meant, so what does it have to do with him?
From the director of a small police station, we can get a glimpse of the vast and profound officialdom culture of the Chinese nation that spans thousands of years.
Interrogation room on the second floor.
Li Qiang and his two confidants came in, locked the door, and then handcuffed Yang Chen to the iron chair welded to the ground in the interrogation room. After completing the preparations, the taller and the shorter men showed their fierce looks and wielded the rubber batons hanging on the wall.
finally come.
Yang Chen stared at the two of them with cold eyes.
"Don't blame us for being cruel. You offended someone you shouldn't have offended."
Among them, the tall man slapped Yang Chen's face humiliatingly and unscrupulously. The short man took away everything on Yang Chen's body and threw it on the table without looking at it. He then went to pick up Yang Chen's shirt, fearing that it would be torn when he started, leaving a clue.
, obviously this is not the first time that the short man has done this.
The moment he lifted up Yang Chen's shirt, the short man was stunned.
"Why are you so dazed?" The tall man wondered. He looked carefully and was dumbfounded.
There were more than one or two shocking bullet wounds on Yang Chen's chest and back, and some scars were even on fatal parts. If a surgeon had been present, he would have marveled at Yang Chen's tenacity. The numerous scars symbolize the glory of the military, and they are not a reflection of his past narrow escapes.
"Oh my God...."
The short man came back to his senses and subconsciously exclaimed. No murder scene he had ever seen was as shocking and scary as the scars on his body at this moment.
"You...what are you doing?" The tall man immediately understood that the unruly young man in front of him was far from being a student. He looked stern and turned around to look through the belongings found on Yang Chen's body on the table, and picked up the motor vehicle.
When I was driving the car, I noticed a red-leather ID card underneath.
The tall man picked it up casually. The words "military officer's certificate" were enough to frighten him. He opened it casually and saw the photos and words inside. He was stunned as if he had been slapped in the head.
