Chapter four hundred and eighty third bullying the small
Tong Hukong had a good kung fu and could only stare at this moment. Xu Qing smiled lightly and hit Director Du on the head with the handle of his pistol, neither lightly nor hard. He was not afraid of offending this ignorant lump of elm wood before, now that he has started to knock the rope.
xìng will let him remember the taste of drinking bāng for the rest of his life. "Please familiarize yourself with the domain name."
After a five-minute stalemate, poor Du Feng already had more than fifty green bumps on his head. Now if he shaved off the hair on his head, he would have a standard Buddha head, full of bumps.
If the gun was in Du Feng's hands now, he would definitely point it at his former savior and pull the trigger without hesitation. He would punch two transparent holes in this guy's body even if he didn't hit his vitals. But the gun was in the hands of others, including him, Director Du.
If I had known that I would encounter such a stupid young man, I would have called more people over. Now, it's too late...
"Let go of the director!" Tong Hu is an honest person at heart, and he can't turn a corner. He kept repeating the same sentence so much that even Xu Qing didn't bother to talk to him.
At this moment, the door of the hidden room was pushed open, and Mr. Xue walked in holding a vine, followed by his eldest son Xue Guoqiang.
Xu Qing respected Mr. Xue from the bottom of his heart. When he saw the teacher coming, he subconsciously loosened his grip on Du Feng's neck, allowing the guy to have more breathing space in his throat.
Seeing the scene in the hall, Xue Guoqiang smiled bitterly and shook his head, and whispered to his father: "Dad, let Qingzi let Director Du go. What's wrong with being pinched by someone's neck when you are dozens of years old?"
The voice was not loud, but Xu Qing heard it clearly. He snorted coldly: "Huh! Director Du is so powerful! He broke into a house and fired a gun. He didn't give a reasonable explanation and I didn't even let him go."
."
Xue Guoqiang was speechless for a while, and could only look at his old man with pleading eyes. When he met this stupid old man, his words were more effective than anyone else.
Mr. Xue frowned and said in a low voice: "Let this little policeman go out first. Looking at his anxious look, Qingzi will rush forward and fight him as soon as he lets go."
Just when Xu Qing and Du Feng had a conflict, Mrs. Zeng saw that the situation was not going well and ran to the Xue family villa. Panting, she told Mr. Xue what happened. Xue Guoqiang happened to be at home, so the father and son rushed over together.
Got into this scene.
Xue Guoqiang waved his hand towards Tong Hu with a serious face: "You go outside and wait first, I will handle the things here."
Tong Hu recognized Xue Guoqiang, stomped his feet and walked out of the door angrily. Xu Qing cursed loudly from behind: "Fuck you, you still smashed a few of my floor tiles, what the hell are you talking about!"
After hearing this, the Xue family father and son lowered their heads and looked towards where Tong Hu was stamping his feet. Sure enough, they saw two floor tiles being crushed by one foot. Spider-web-like cracks radiated to several adjacent floors, and four or five of them were actually damaged.
No wonder Xu Qing scolds her mother.
Xu Qing loosened his fingers and pushed Du Feng's chest, causing him to stumble back and almost sit on the ground. However, Director Du bent over consciously and held his throat.
A series of dry coughs, being choked for such a long time was really hard.
Mr. Xue walked to Xu Qing on crutches and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?" Xu Qing's hands moved quickly, and he quickly dismantled the stolen pistol into a pile of scattered parts.
It fell to the ground with a thump.
"What's going on? Of course it's Director Du who is using his official position to bully people. If I hadn't been clever, I would have been locked up in a cell by him now..."
Of course Xu Qing knew that the teacher would not take Du Feng's side, not to mention that he had the final say now. When he loosened Director Du's neck just now, he used some small tricks to hit the target of this dumb guy. Now even if he opens his mouth
There was nothing he could say to let him speak freely, because it would take half a day for the clicked xùe to be automatically unlocked.
Mr. Xue frowned even more tightly. His preconceptions made him choose to completely believe his apprentice's words. However, Xue Guoqiang was lecturing Du Feng with a straight face. The official level is overwhelming. Chief Du couldn't say it, so he just
He was able to keep his head down and endure the training. He was a cadre promoted by Xue Guoqiang. He was attracted by his jealous character at the beginning, so it would not be difficult to tease him.
There is a saying that if someone lifts someone up, it will be priceless, and if someone steps on someone else, there will be no harm. No matter how arrogant Du Feng is, he would not dare to act arrogant in front of the top leader. There are official rules in officialdom. If you violate certain rules, your political future will be ruined.
Xu Qing took out a checkbook and quickly filled in the numbers, tore off a piece and gave it to Du Feng, who was silent. He smiled lightly and said: "There are 250,000 here. Just treat it as a doctor for someone bitten by my dog."
If the yào fee is not enough, bring me the receipt issued by the hospital. I will not pay a penny less for the amount. I will buy you some Throat Treasure Gou Bao to moisturize your throat for a fraction of 50,000 yuan."
Du Feng held the check in his hand, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart. Fifty thousand yuan to soothe his throat? How should he calculate the lump on his head?
Xue Guoqiang didn't want to reprimand Du Feng in his heart, because this director could be said to be promoted by him, but he had to behave in front of Xu Qing and the old man. Officials, no matter whether they are senior officials or junior officials, faced this time and again
It’s a matter of taking sides, and Du Feng is indeed Xue Guoqiang’s unswerving supporter.
After scolding for a while, Xue Guoqiang personally sent Du Feng out of the door. There was no sign of blame at all. Xu Qing even suspected that the two policemen who came from home to beat the dog were secretly instructed by Xue Guoqiang?
In fact, Xue Guoqiang was really wronged this time. Mr. Xue was not in good spirits these days. As a son of a man, he naturally had to be by his side. What's more, Secretary Xue was a pure filial son. In order to be with his father, he even stopped working on government affairs.
I couldn't care less, I just hoped that my father's body would recover as soon as possible.
Mr. Xue took Xu Qing to the sofa and sat down. The master and apprentice, who had not seen each other for a while, talked about everything. The most talked about thing was about Pang Dun biting off Yi Zhiyan's whip in order to avenge the same kind of people.
Qing's meaning was very clear, he could pay for it, but he could never let anyone hurt his pet dog's life. If such a smart and loving dog was dealt with in a confused way, he would definitely regret and feel guilty for the rest of his life.
The master and apprentice chatted for a long time, and suddenly Xu Qing received a call from Ren Bing. After the call was answered, a burst of heroic laughter came from the other end of the phone.
"Hahaha! Xu Gongfeng, you can't bully the small with the big!" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little old, but full of energy. However, this meaningless sentence of "bullying the small with the big" made Xu Qing a little confused.
It's foggy.
"Who are you? When did I bully the small?"
There was another burst of laughter on the other end of the phone: "Haha! I am Tong Qianzhan, Xu Gongfeng must have forgotten the old man, right?"
Xu Qing also laughed and said: "It turns out to be Mr. Tong..." Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind and he asked urgently: "What is the relationship between that Tong Hu and you?"
"Little Huzi is my direct grandson, Tong Qianzhan, Xu Gongfeng, you and I are talking about the same generation, isn't this bullying the younger ones?" Tong Qianzhan's voice was calm and calm, while Xu Qing on the other end of the phone bared his teeth.