The police officer said this, and his hand movements were extremely rough. Without waiting for Cao Weidong to answer, he pushed him to the ground.
In this era, the police officers are more arrogant than what Cao Weidong remembered in his previous life.
Other comrades in the inspection team were wondering what the police officer's purpose was and wanted Xiao Wang to translate. Suddenly they saw Cao Weidong being pushed down and immediately rushed over to prepare for support.
The police officers laughed and took out their guns.
The muzzle of the black gun was pointed at the people in the room, and he squatted slightly, making a shooting gesture.
Under the threat of gunpoint, in order to prevent the situation from getting worse, everyone in the inspection team could only stop resisting.
The leader of the police officers is a big guy named Mike.
With his elegantly slicked-back hair, he walked up to the crowd in one step and pointed his pistol at them.
When he walked in front of Ma Ying, the big-backed man's fiery eyes roamed Ma Ying's body unscrupulously.
There is also a hotel manager here.
There were also waiters and hotel guests who came out of their rooms after hearing the noise.
Da Beitou dare not do anything that breaks the moral and legal bottom line in broad daylight.
But after bringing these people back to the police station.
That's his territory, no one cares about it.
The white boy who had been beaten had his eyes moving wildly.
He quietly walked up to Da Beitou, whispered a few words into his ear, and stuffed a handful of bills into his mouth.
Da Beitou walked directly in front of Shi Man, picked up the pistol, and drew it towards his left cheek.
Snap!
Shi Man fell to the ground.
Blood flowed down the nose.
"I fuck your uncle!"
Shi Man had to fight hard when he got up.
Da Beitou controlled Shi Man with the help of his companions, picked up the pistol and planned to take a second shot.
"Officer, please put down your pistol, if you are not afraid of causing international disputes."
Cao Weidong sat in the corner.
Even if two or three pistols were pointed at him at the same time, his tone remained calm.
Da Beitou doesn't believe it at all.
"What kind of international joke are you making? A war can start because of you? It's so ridiculous."
"You can try."
Cao Weidong looked at Da Beitou without fear.
Under Cao Weidong's gaze, Big Back Head cautiously stopped, trying to read a micro-expression that resembled a guilty conscience from the other person's face.
But he was disappointed.
The training he received on micro-expressions told him that what the man in front of him said might be true.
Big Beitou felt a little panicked.
At this time, Cao Weidong continued.
"I have visas and passports in my backpack. As for our identities, you can apply for verification. Of course... you are just the police chief, right?"
He glanced at the badge on his uniform.
"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I need your director to submit it for review in person."
Big back head feels a little tricky.
He just took money from gangsters and was just doing it to help others. How could he tell the director about such a thing?
I thought it was a few people with no identity background who came here smuggled in, but who knew they were actually kicked onto the iron plate?
He couldn't help but regret it.
If he really provokes any international dispute, he will be in big trouble.
Da Beitou believes that his country will not be afraid of such disputes, but he is just a little police chief, and even the small aftermath of the conflict can beat him to nothing. p>
At this moment, Da Beitou had the idea of strangling the gangster to death.
He stammered.
"Sir, I received a report from someone, so I came to investigate."
"Where's the search warrant? Where's the investigation warrant?"
Da Beitou immediately started to hesitate.
In the past, police officers could conduct searches directly as long as they were suspicious.
To them, a search warrant is like a toilet paper, meaningless.
But two years ago, the case of Mapp v. Ohio caused quite a stir.
The court declared in court that the evidence found by the police through illegal means was meaningless.
This is undoubtedly a reform.
Put the police's rights into a cage little by little.
What's worse is that there are many onlookers around, and they all heard what Cao Weidong said.
This is a bit difficult to handle.
At this moment, Da Beitou seemed to be being roasted on a stove, and he was in a dilemma.
In the end, he planned to take people to evacuate the place first on the grounds of returning to the police station to issue a search warrant.
"Wait."
Cao Weidong called to Da Beitou, pointed at Shi Man, and said seriously.
"Please apologize to my companion."
Da Beitou was forced to do nothing, so he said sorry hastily.
"Not enough!"
Cao Weidong said coldly.
Da Beitou wanted to have a seizure, but under Cao Weidong's cold gaze, he shuddered inexplicably.
In the end, Da Beitou bowed and apologized to Shi Man sincerely, and then led the others away in a gray manner.
The people watching the excitement could not help but cheer when they saw the high-ranking police officers slumping away.
The hotel manager even personally delivered a bottle of cocktail.
He gave a thumbs up gesture to Cao Weidong.
"Dear guest, you are a hero."
It seems that many people in this country also hate police officers.
Cao Weidong asked the hotel manager about the backgrounds of the police officers and gangsters.
The hotel manager smiled and extended his hand.
Cao Weidong gave the hotel manager a tip.
"I hope what I hear is worth the money."
"Of course."
The hotel manager told Cao Weidong everything he knew.
After the hotel manager left, Cao Weidong took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood on Shi Man's face, and said calmly.
"How was it?"
"It's okay, it's okay."
Shi Man found a cup and rinsed the blood stains in his mouth, and said: "When I was on the battlefield, I suffered more serious injuries than this."
"Yeah."
Cao Weidong nodded and said directly: "You come with me."
Shi Man looked at Cao Weidong doubtfully: "Do you want it?"
"How can you not resist when someone bullies you?"
"Would this cause trouble? Otherwise, let's forget it."
"You don't understand. I am making friends with people from Yingjiang in the same way as people from Yingjiang. We are in a foreign country and we have to learn to adapt."
Cao Weidong said calmly.
In the eyes of many people, Yingjiang is a very magical country. In the final analysis, it is the different logic and values caused by cultural differences.
Here, the iron law of survival is simple.
First, if you are capable, you are your father, if you are not capable, you are your grandson.
Second, the one who yells the loudest must have some candy.
If you want to live a healthy life, you must learn to adapt.
What is adaptation?
Revenge when there is a grudge, complain when there is a grudge, fight every day, race cars, and hold guns. This is called adaptation.
The winner is king!
The strong take all!
Cowardice, compromise, tolerance, thinking that you can avoid being beaten by kneeling down...
This is not adaptation.
As everyone knows, Yingjiang probably hates this kind of person the most.