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Chapter 838 Implicated

"ah,."

Everyone in the room saw the work going on here, and they all gave way to a vacuum.

"Wait a minute, don't do anything yet, let's talk in circles."

The handsome boy was a little dazed by the bucket of paint. He used two fingers to calmly press his eyeballs, then slowly opened his eyes, raised his hands and shouted at the other person.

"Put your mom in."

The other party was a middle-aged man in his forties, followed by six or seven people. After he finished cursing, he raised his hand and acted like a loudmouth.

"tread."

The handsome boy took a step sideways, escaped the injury, and shouted again: "Can we have a street fight with cultural heritage? Can you tell me the reason?"

"Your name is Jiang Jing, did you get my girl pregnant through surgery, and then spent 260 on a medical abortion?" the middle-aged man asked angrily.

"...Uncle, you mention people, don't mention money, I really can't remember...!" The handsome young man named Jiang Jing recalled a little bit, but he really couldn't remember which 260-year-old girl was responsible for the trouble. on them.

"I'll make sure you remember it damn well."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately rushed forward. Seven or eight people behind him grabbed Jiang Jing and began to beat him violently.

"Husband, what are you doing squatting up there?"

Ma Xiaoyou often comes to Northeast China now. He has seen this kind of scene a lot, so he is not so scared. He waved his hand and shouted at me.

"I can't fucking get down, don't come over."

I squatted on the table and was so annoyed that seven or eight people were crowded in front of me. I couldn't get down at all, and there was a risk of being accidentally injured, so I yelled: "Get the hell over here and hit me."

"I can't do it without you."

The middle-aged man suddenly asked me with side eyes.

"Don't be ridiculous, it has nothing to do with me." I squatted on the table and waved my hand back.

"It doesn't matter, what are you doing squatting up there?" The middle-aged man didn't believe it at all and tried to pull me by the neck.

"Uncle, you can't hit him, he is a monk."

I don’t know who it was that grabbed the middle-aged man, and then shouted, the room was completely in chaos, and the fight was quite brutal.

I was afraid of being accidentally injured, so I saw the opportunity and jumped down directly. When I passed through the crowd, my shoes were stepped off.

"Shoes, give me shoes,."

I stood outside the crowd and shouted.

"Give your dad a basket."

The middle-aged person over there, I don’t know who ran towards me and punched me.

"Bang."

When I looked back, I was like a rabbit kicking an eagle, and then started a fight with a young man.

"Buzz."

Seven or eight minutes later, the police car arrived, and two policemen from the police station came in and separated the two groups.

"Why did you hit someone?"

the policeman asked the middle-aged man.

"He raped, raped my girl." He was middle-aged and had quite a lot of social experience, so he spoke to the policeman.

"I didn't rape, his girl did it to me."

The red paint on Jiang Jing's face was mixed with blood, and he looked less human, but he still stood up and retorted immediately.

"Then what do you do?"

The policeman asked me.

"I got my hair cut, but you got up and you stepped on my shoes." I said angrily.

"They are in the same group."

"Then you should follow me to the police station."

"Fuck." I was stunned.



An hour and a half later, inside the police station.

"Where is your ID card?" the policeman asked me.

"……Did not bring."

"Then what's your name?"

"To the left." I said casually.

"You're still lying. I've checked several names, but they still don't match up." The policeman from the police station said in disbelief, and then asked: "If you don't tell me your name, is there something wrong with you?"

"Haha." I smiled immediately and didn't answer.

The police asked for a long time, but to no avail, and then left.

Jiang Jing and I were the only ones left in the house, but he was handcuffed to the heating pipe.

"Brother, I'm sorry for causing trouble for you." Jiang Jing said seemingly very righteously.

"I did some calculations for you just now, and estimated that your fat beating is not far away, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

I cursed in frustration.

"Brother, I just saw that you and that boy were doing it twice, as if they had practiced together. Don't lie to me. Tell me the truth. Are you a Shaolin monk?" Jiang Jing asked with a sideways glance.

"...Okay, let's stop talking."

"Brother, it's just the two of us in the house, chatting and knocking." Jiang Jing said a little boredly. The paint on his body was almost dry. He kept sitting on the ground and buckling, looking quite bored.

"I'm just chatting with you little brat!"

After I said this, I stopped replying.



Outside the police station, Ma Xiaoyou drove his car and called Menmen.

Then Menmen rushed over and went directly into the police station and the director's office.

"I am Chen Huanghe, from Xiangfang." Menmen introduced himself to the director.

"From the branch." asked the director.

"Yes." Menmen smiled and nodded.

"That Xiaotian."

"Haha, I know each other. We used to be in the same team, but later he stopped working in the city's major case team. We are friends." Menmen suddenly smiled.

"Haha, I guess you have to know him. Sit down, sit down."

The two briefly chatted for a few words, and their relationship instantly became closer because they had too many friends in common within the system.

"The one we arrested doesn't have an ID card. Is he a fugitive?" the director asked.

"He is heading south."

Menmen said it simply without hiding anything.

"Xiang Nan, didn't you hear that he is dead?"

The director was immediately confused.

"That's what happened. At that time, I thought he was dead, and I couldn't contact him for a long time, so Zhejiang issued a death certificate. Now that he has recovered from his injuries, he has been trying to get this matter done since he came back. But I'm anxious to get married, so I haven't spared my time yet." Menmen explained vaguely.

"Oh, that's what happened." The director nodded.

"That person."

"If he goes south, he will definitely not be able to fight with others, haha." The director immediately smiled, and then continued while smoking a cigarette: "There is another person with him. I will adjust it in the middle. When it is over, let's go together. "

"Okay, thank you." Menmen said with his hands clasped together.

"Little things."

The director waved his hand calmly.



An hour later, Xiaoyou symbolically collected the security deposit, a total of two thousand. This money included Jiang Jing's fine. The police didn't know that we and Jiang Jing were in two groups, so they asked for it together, and Xiaoyou didn't. I knew that half of the money was from Jiang Jing, so I paid it in lump sum.

Then Jiang Jing and I were called out and released.

"You're such a dick. You're so talented. If you cut your hair, you can still have sex with others." Menmen scolded me speechlessly.

"Come here, let me slap your mouth." Ma Xiaoyou hooked her hand at me angrily.

"Hey, brother, don't leave yet."

At this time, Jiang Jing came out of the door and shouted to me.

"Is something wrong?" I asked back in an unusually irritable tone.

"Thank you for what happened today. I heard that the gang that beat me all went in. If it weren't for you, I would have been detained for 15 days. Just now, you paid the fine for me. Thank you very much. Thank you. ." Jiang Jing said with his hands clasped together.

"...Then give me the fine." I stretched out my hand and said.

"Brother, I have no money now and haven't spent any money yet." Jiang Jingting said embarrassedly.

"Fuck, why are you thanking me? Let's go."

I turned around and left.

"Brother, please leave your phone number and I will pay you back the money later." Jiang Jing shouted to me.

"hehe."

I opened the door, smiled, and drove away.

Jiang Jing wandered around in the same place, entered the police station again, found the policeman who had just handled the case, and asked: "What is the name of the person who was with me just now? Did he leave his phone number?" This book was first published from 17K Novel Network, Watch genuine content for the first time!


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