Hao Jianqiang is by no means a fool to reach his current position. On the contrary, he is a smart man. However, his high position and power over the years have made him stubborn and arrogant. In the Binhai Public Security System, he will never be disobeyed.
The supreme leader, everyone must obediently obey his orders. It is impossible for different voices to exist, and even if they do exist, they can only rot in the stomach.
In fact, when Hao Jianqiang learned that his son was kidnapped by people from the military region, he thought of Xu Qing. However, at the juncture when he was about to use the energy of his profit allies to rescue his son, he ushered in the people from the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. After all, it was a step too late. Now he
There is no other way but to surrender to this young man who is most likely to have a strong background.
Xu Qing smiled calmly and said: "I don't know whether your son is guilty or not. Anyway, I'm not a judge. You'd better explain your problems clearly and try to save a few years in prison."
Hao Jianqiang swallowed dryly and said: "Binhai officialdom is like a big ink vat. No matter who comes in, it will inevitably be dyed black. Your girlfriend will fall into the vat sooner or later if she doesn't leave here. Then my today will be
Her tomorrow."
The two men in black suits seemed a little impatient. One of them gave Hao Jianqiang a hand and said in a deep voice: "No collusion in confession, let's go."
Xu Qing felt inexplicably unhappy. He pointed at the nose of the black suit and said, "Who are you talking about colluding with the confession? I'll fucking accuse you." In fact, he wanted to continue asking Hao Jianqiang a few questions to understand the situation in Binhai officialdom, but he didn't.
Thinking of these two guys from the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection jumping out and interfering, it wouldn't be General Xu if he didn't get angry.
The expression in the black suit changed and he said in a deep voice: "You little comrade, why are you swearing? Call your leaders over." As investigators of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, their status is aloof. In the eyes of many officials, the Commission for Discipline Inspection is a taboo pronoun.
, as long as those who are subject to the Discipline Inspection Commission find an official career, it will end. It is precisely because of this that as members of the Discipline Inspection Commission, they have a naturally formed sense of superiority, and they will call the leaders with open mouths.
Xu Qing didn't want to buy into any Discipline Inspection Commission, let alone the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. Even if the Commission for Discipline Inspection of China came, he would not bow his head and submit. He took two steps forward and pointed at the tip of his nose in the black suit and cursed: "I think your head was caught in the door.
Are you looking for the leader? I'm afraid that if I do, your legs will become weak."
The man in the black suit had never seen such an arrogant person before. He actually dared to point his nose and scold him. He immediately lost all dignity. He raised his right palm and clasped it upward towards Xu Qing's finger that reached the tip of his nose. As long as he grasped it, it would definitely hurt.
The boy knelt down and begged for mercy.
From his brazen moves, it is not difficult to tell that Xu Qing is still an expert, and what is even more surprising is the technique he uses. This is clearly the ancient technique of Zhanyi Shiba, which is surprising.
What's more, the black suit has also cultivated a kind of hot and familiar inner energy, righteousness and yang energy.
An investigator from the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection would use Zhanyi Shibatu to cultivate positive Yang Qi. This was originally something that subverted people's consciousness. Xu Qing was indeed shocked. Who was this person in front of him? How could he be able to achieve positive Yang Qi?
Could it be that the master and the old man mercilessly planted the seeds outside? This cannot be broken with heavy blows.
Xu Qing is completely confused now. He really wants to call his master Wang Tiangang and ask if the person in front of him is the seed he sowed. These questions can only be buried in his heart for the time being. The most important thing now is not to let the black suit catch him.
On to the finger.
Phew! The man in the black suit slapped his hand in the air. Just when he was about to take back the slap, he felt a stab of pain in his wrist. It turned out that his wrist had been clasped behind his back. Xu Qing now felt as black as a crow in the world. Discipline Inspection Commission
The investigators are not very good, otherwise they would not beat people for no reason!
Xu Qing was not a good man to begin with. He stretched out his right hand to clasp the wrist of the man in the black suit. He resisted the urge to slap the man and brought him closer to him. He said in a deep voice: "Wang Tiangang, who are you?"
The man in the black suit smiled coldly, and patted the back of Xu Qing's neck with his other hand like an antelope hanging its horns. He actually used the fifth form of Zhengyang Palm, Jinwu Baiyue. Before the palm even reached, the burning Zhengyang Qi was already there.
Spray onto the back of the neck.
Of course Xu Qing would not be afraid of such a sneak attack. He threw away the palms of his black suit, turned around, raised his palms and slapped his opponent's chest. He also used the first form of Zhengyang Palm, Sanyang Kaitai, Qi Tai.
Shi Zhengyang used the first move in his palm. His purpose in doing so was simply to hope that the other party could see the origin of this move and did not mean to hurt anyone.
Halfway through the slap in the black suit, his eyes were blurred. His opponent unexpectedly turned around and slapped him in the chest. The pores all over his body tightened in fright, but he soon saw the clues and the expression on his face.
From shock to surprise, the opponent actually used the first move of Zhengyang Palm, Sanyang Kaitai?
Recalling that the boy asked Wang Tiangang's name just now, the black suit suddenly realized. He quickly removed his palms, jumped back, clasped his hands and said, "He Yibing, the second disciple of Zhengyang Clan Qi Kaiwu, are you a disciple of Uncle Wang Tiangang?"
Xu Qing closed his palms and said with a smile: "Good guy, after working for a long time, it turned out that he is Master Qi's apprentice. We can't be acquainted without fighting. Xu Qing is a disciple of Wang Tiangang."
The man in a black suit named He Yibing smiled: "It turns out to be Senior Brother Xu. Master, he often talks about you, and just yesterday he mentioned how awesome you are!"
Xu Qing laughed and said: "No wonder you are so angry. We all in Zhengyangmen have hot tempers, haha!" This guy turned out to be the second apprentice of the uncle in Macau. This is really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. The whole family does not know him.
It's a family.
Another man in a black suit watched as the two people quickly passed each other and became brothers. This thing was really mysterious. He had doubts in his heart and said nothing, pulling Hao Jianqiang aside. The two men
The investigator of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection not only collects evidence of Binhai City officials' violations of laws and disciplines, but also assumes the responsibility of protecting suspects. Senior officials like Hao Jianqiang are a breakthrough, and there will definitely be many people behind him.
Because there are no permanent enemies and friends in the officialdom, there are only permanent interests. The interest groups existing in this rich city of Binhai have become deeply rooted, and it will definitely take a lot of trouble to uproot them.
Xu Qing took two steps forward, reached out and patted He Yibing on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's find a place to have a good chat and have a few drinks by the way."
Although the two masters are different, they both belong to the same ancient martial arts sect, which invisibly brings them closer together. Xu Qing is bored, so why not ask him to have a few drinks when he meets such a junior fellow student of the same sect?
They all imply drinking, He Yibing, isn’t that just a bottle of wine?
A look of embarrassment appeared on He Yibing's face, and he whispered: "Brother, in order to protect Hao Jianqiang's personal safety, I cannot drink this wine today, otherwise..."
Boom! Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp gunshot from outside the door, and a high-speed rotating bullet entered through the crack of the door and hit Hao Jianqiang directly between the eyebrows.