Meng Shicheng listened to the briefing with a smile, pointed to the pile of materials covered with plastic sheets, and said: "Take all the remaining materials and throw them into that pile, and then call everyone to close the files quickly. We, Boss Jiang, are treating us to a treat."
Have a meal."
Jiang Shengnan nodded with a smile. He made a lot of money in most of the day, and one meal was just a drizzle!
Meng Shicheng signed a check on the spot and handed it over, and said angrily: "You idiot, let me treat you to dinner. I didn't even have water or rice for most of the day!"
Jiang Shengnan took the check, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Let's go, you can choose the place!"
A few people were left to watch the stalls, and the group drove into the small hotel. The owner of the store greeted him with a smile. Jiang Shengnan showed unprecedented generosity and ordered four large dishes. Meng Shicheng also brought the staff of the Golden Shield Security Company with him.
Why not be generous to others by asking them to come in for a meal?
Today there is an extra dish in the small hotel, steamed Shibiantou. Shibiantou refers to a kind of big-headed fish, commonly known as horsehead fish or tree jumping. This fish has a sucker on its chest that can be attached to stones or tree trunks.
Also known as the tree fish, this fish has tender meat and is extremely delicious. The most beautiful fish has no thorns. However, the price is not cheap. At 181 pounds, it is as good as wild soft-shelled turtle.
The food was in full swing. Xu Qing drank three tubes of rice wine, two bottles of beer, a plate of stir-fried beef with pickled peppers, and a plate of soy sauce, all of which went into his stomach. Even Mr. Xue couldn't help laughing and scolding the foodie. Who knows?
The guy frowned and said: "After this meal, I don't know how many years or months it will take me to taste such authentic Tengchong cuisine. Naturally, I have to eat well..."
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, five uniformed police officers walked in outside the door. The leader was a burly police officer with a big mole between his eyebrows. He stared at Meng Shicheng with majestic eyes and said, "Are you Meng Shicheng?"
Meng Shicheng nodded subconsciously: "I am Meng Shicheng, how many of you are looking for me?"
The policeman with the big mole looked up and down, waved his hand and said, "Hand up him and take him away!" The policeman behind him immediately took out the handcuffs and forced him forward menacingly.
The security guards of Golden Shield Company also began to hesitate. They came in uniforms and represented law enforcement agencies. They did not dare to rush forward to stop him.
"Wait a minute! Meng is a legitimate businessman, why are you arresting me?" Meng Shicheng argued as he took out his phone and wanted to make a call.
Bang! The policeman with the big mole slapped off Meng Shicheng's cell phone and roared: "If you still want to collude in confession, tell me if you have anything to do before you come back to the station!"
Two men in uniform twisted Meng Shicheng's arms and tried to knock the handcuffs on his wrists. Bang bang! Two beer bottles hit their heads first, and their heads suddenly blossomed and turned into bloody gourds.
, one of them lay down on the ground and fainted, and the other covered his head and howled miserably.
It was Xu Qing who took action. Seeing that these guys in uniforms had bad intentions, he found something fishy with a quick glance. Now seeing that these two guys were about to torture Meng Shicheng, he picked up the wine bottle on the table and decisively removed it.
They opened the gourd.
At this time, everyone in the small hotel was stunned, including Meng Shicheng. It is not fun to openly attack the police!
Xu Qing picked up a chair with his backhand and kicked the unconscious guy in the waist. There was a bang and a blade that was more than a foot long fell out.
"Still dumbfounded, have you ever seen a policeman arrest someone with a knife?" Xu Qing shouted loudly, swung his chair and hit the guy with moles across his head and face, the blow was so hard that it made people scalp.
numb.
The man with the mole reacted very quickly and jumped back to avoid the chair. Bang! The chair fell to pieces on the ground. The man pulled out a machete from his waist and pointed it at Xu Qing viciously.
"Damn you, I encountered a ghost today, I will chop you to death, you little bastard..."
Before he finished speaking, Xu Qing had already thrown the back of the chair in his hand violently. The security guards of the Golden Shield Company quickly came to their senses and each took out their personal belongings and rushed forward.
The man with the mole spotted Xu Qing, stepped aside to let the chair back hit him, and slashed at his shoulder with the knife, completely ignoring the two short sticks that were swept behind him.
Xu Qing's hands were empty and it was too late to dodge. He saw the blade was about to hit his shoulder. After a while, Mr. Xue picked up a leftover pot and thrust it into his face.
The man with the mole was not prepared for the old man to suddenly go berserk. He was hit by the hot pot, which was full of red and white boiling soup. It was so hot that he dropped his knife and covered his face, screaming, and was hit twice in the back.
The stick fell to the ground with a thud.
The experienced security guard captured the remaining two guys in a few rounds and handcuffed them together behind their backs using the handcuffs they used to pretend to be police officers.
Xu Qing bowed to Mr. Xue with a grateful look on his face and said sincerely: "Thank you, teacher."
Mr. Xue said with a smile: "Thank you. It is only natural for a master to help his apprentice, but your brat fights fiercely enough to arouse the old man's anger!"
Xu Qing kicked the mole man hard: "Who asked you to pretend to be a police officer and arrest Lao Meng?"
The man with the mole had a face that was covered in blisters. In comparison, the mole between his eyebrows was less obvious. However, this guy was also very tough. He tilted his head and remained silent.
Xu Qing got angry and ran to another table, picked up a hot pot and walked over.
"It's numb, isn't it? It seems that one pot is not enough for you. I might as well let you eat enough today. After this, there are two more over there!" After saying that, he raised the pot in his hand to the head of the man with mole.
, pretending to pour it down.
The man with the mole had just suffered from the "guozi". When he saw Xu Qing doing such an almost crazy move, he was so frightened that his hair stood on end. The strength he had held on for less than two minutes suddenly disappeared, and cold sweat flowed down his back.
.
"Don't fall, I said, it was Boss Bai who asked us to arrest Meng Shicheng and go to his old house in the eastern suburbs, and then..." The guy panicked in his heart and quickly shut his mouth.
The pot in Xu Qing's hand poured out slightly, and a stream of hot water fell on the man's head, making him scream in pain.
"Then I'll pour the whole pot on your head, and the next one will pour in along your collar!"
Xu Qing's cold words completely defeated the last line of defense in the man with the mole. This kid is too poisonous. If he doesn't tell the truth, the next two pots will definitely fall on him.
"Don't fall down, I told you not to miss a word..." The man with the mole trembled all over and said in a trembling voice: "Boss Bai asked us to take him to the old house and repair it severely, no matter what method is used.
I’m going to squeeze every penny out of him!”
"No matter what method you use?" Meng Shicheng was furious. He stepped forward and kicked the man with moles, and cursed: "What a Bai Shengjun, he wants my life!"