1-11 Law enforcement is like a mountain of small traffic police
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"Isn't this fat brother? I haven't seen him for a while." Liu Ziguang smiled grimly and blocked the fat man in the elevator. He said to the caregiver pushing the wheelchair: "This is my friend. I want to talk to him about something. You can leave first."
Several big men carried the fat man under their arms and walked directly to the rooftop of the hospital building. They pulled the fat man out of the wheelchair and threw him to the ground, making him groan in pain.
"Male Gebi, I asked you why I can't see you anymore. It turned out that you hid in the hospital and you injured someone and you still don't want to give him money. Is there any justice in this?" Liu Ziguang squatted in front of the fat man and said.
"I'm already unlucky enough. Qiangzi and the others spent tens of thousands on medical expenses. I'm also hospitalized myself. Please spare me." The fat man cried with tears in his eyes.
"Brother Guang, who did this damn fat guy touch?" Xiaobei was a little confused.
"This guy dares to hit my old man. The Qiangzi, one of the Four Tigers of Dibei, is his brother-in-law." When Liu Ziguang said this, Xiaobei was immediately filled with indignation: "What a outrage! If he dares to hit Uncle Liu, I will handle this.
!" He said, lifting the back collar of the fat man's hospital gown, dragging him to the edge of the rooftop, beating and scaring him, repeating the same pattern.
Liu Ziguang lit a cigarette and sat leisurely aside to watch the excitement.
Five minutes later, Xiao Bei came over wiping the blood on his hands and said easily: "It's done, I gave him 20,000 yuan, and I'll go get the money later."
Liu Ziguang frowned and said, "If it's a little less, it would be an advantage for him."
Bei turned around and said, "I'll squeeze him a little more."
"Don't panic, it will be early in the future. My old man has a headache and a fever. I will take care of him."
Bei gave a thumbs up: "Brother Guang is still taller."
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An hour later, Zhang Biao's wife arrived, bringing only 100,000 yuan in cash. Despite Zhang Biao's appearance, he was actually an empty frame, running a small massage parlor with little income, and competing in the earthmoving and sand business.
It’s intense, and it’s a lot of money to maintain several cars and a dozen brothers, so I can only scrape together the cash at the moment.
Zhang Biao's daughter-in-law was a simple rural woman. She thought her husband really owed money to someone else. While she was apologizing to Liu Ziguang, she scolded Zhang Biao angrily: "Where did all your money go? Isn't it for the guy who sold 13
You sluts, now that something has happened to you, where did the one who sold you 13 go?"
Zhang Biao was scolded so badly that he was dejected and didn't dare to talk back. Liu Ziguang didn't care about their family affairs. He took 100,000 yuan and said, "I'll give you the Changhe Beidou first. I'll give you the Accord and Jetta when the money comes. I'll give you the dump truck tomorrow."
Handover, let’s leave it at that.”
After withdrawing 100,000 yuan in cash, a group of people left the hospital feeling refreshed. When they walked to the gate, an old man in a white coat suddenly stopped beside Liu Ziguang, holding his gold-rimmed glasses and looking him up and down.
Liu Ziguang also stopped and looked at himself. There was nothing special about him. Then he looked at the old man. He had a sparse head, a gentle manner, a kind face, and a scholarly air. At first glance, he looked like an old doctor or expert.
"Young man, the suit you are wearing seems to be mine." The old man adjusted his glasses and said.
"Yours?" Liu Ziguang suddenly realized that this dress was given to her by Fang Fei, and most likely this Scottish tweed suit jacket belonged to her father. It seemed that she had met the real owner of the dress today.
"Is it yours? Then I'll give it back to you." Liu Ziguang started to take off his clothes without saying a word.
"No, no, you can wear it. It fits you well." The old man looked at Liu Ziguang again with a smile, turned around and walked away. A group of white coats in the distance immediately surrounded him: "Dean Fang, look at this surgery.
How to arrange..."
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"Brother, I got 20,000 yuan." Bei Xiaoshuai ran over panting, holding a thick stack of money in his hand. This was the cash that he had just taken the fat man to withdraw from the ATM in the hospital lobby, plus the cash that Zhang Biao had knocked.
100,000 yuan, a total of 120,000 yuan, it feels very solid in your hand.
"Call and ask the guy to drive Zhang Biao's Changhe Beidou Star. I'll do what I promise." Liu Ziguang waved his hand with a high air. After all, he is in high spirits when happy events happen. He has a huge sum of money in his hand and feels as if his waist is bigger than his.
Always stand tall and straight.
"It's necessary!" Bei Xiaoshuai took out his mobile phone and started making arrangements.
After all matters were taken care of, ten people boarded the Ma Liu and Accord and returned to court victorious.
Two cars were driving normally on the road. Suddenly, a traffic police motorcycle parked on the side of the road sounded its siren and followed them. Bei Xiaoshuai saw the red and blue flashing police lights in the rearview mirror and was startled: "Brother.
, couldn’t it be the fat man who called the police?”
Liu Ziguang slapped him on the head: "Idiot, if you call the police, the criminal police will come. Your traffic police will catch thieves."
Bei Xiaoshuai scratched his head. Thinking about it, it really made sense. It was his first time doing such a big deal, so it was normal to feel a little flustered.
Just as he was talking, the traffic police motorcycle was already crossing the road and stopped the Honda Accord. The police got off the car, walked to the driver's seat of the Accord, knocked on the window, saluted first, and then said something. Liu Ziguang looked in the rearview mirror.
At this scene, he said to Xiaobei: "Get out of the car and see what's going on."
The two got out of the car and walked over. At this time, the guys in the Accord were at a loss. They were all honest security guards. They could deal with Zhang Biao, but they were timid in front of the police. Fortunately, Liu Ziguang arrived in time and pretended to be surprised.
Asked: "What's going on? It's not against the rules."
The traffic policeman was very young, in his twenties. He looked at Liu Ziguang and then at the blue M6 parked in front, and said politely: "Please show your driver's license and driving license."
Bei Xiaoshuai hugged his chest with both arms and asked extremely arrogantly: "It's not against the rules, why should I show you the book?"
The traffic policeman saluted Bei Xiaoshuai and said kindly: "According to the provisions of Chapter 2, Article 19 of the Road Traffic Safety Law of the People's Republic of China, the driver shall drive a motor vehicle in accordance with the permitted driving type stated on the driver's license;
When driving, you should carry your motor vehicle driver's license with you in case the public security and traffic control department inspects you. This driver, please show your driver's license and driving license."
The traffic policeman was neither humble nor overbearing, and he quoted from classics, but Liu Ziguang didn't like to be outrageous, so he patted Xiaobei on the shoulder: "If someone wants to read the book, just show it to him."
In fact, this was Liu Ziguang's guilty conscience. He drove the car and he did not have a driver's license at all. It would be very troublesome to pursue the case, while Xiaobei had a driver's license.
The boss said something, and Xiaobei had no choice but to obey. He cursed and went back to the car to get his driver's license and driving license to show to the police.
The traffic policeman looked at the two certificates, then looked at the vehicle license plate and said: "This car has already had 134 violations. Please go to the traffic police department to accept the penalty as soon as possible, otherwise late fees will be levied in accordance with relevant regulations." He said.
Return the certificate to Bei Xiaoshuai and continue to deal with the Honda Accord behind.
Fortunately, the brother also had a driver's license. He handed the driver's license and driving license to the traffic police. The traffic police opened the police app and entered the license plate number and frame number, and the result was quickly obtained.
"This car is a black car with a fake license plate. According to the provisions of Chapter 2, Article 16 of the Traffic Safety Law, a vehicle that has forged, altered or used a forged or altered motor vehicle registration certificate, number plate, or driving license, the Public Security Traffic Control Department
If you want to be temporarily detained, please get out of the car and cooperate."
As he said that, the traffic policeman quickly reached into the car window and pulled out the car key. Now everyone stopped, and all ten brothers got out of the car, surrounding the weak traffic policeman.
This car was bought by Wang Zhijun with his life. Everyone is counting on this money. How can we deduct it at will? What if Zhang Biao pays 100,000 yuan to redeem the car? What will he give to others? Brothers are really anxious.
, people who are usually honest and honest also speak with a touch of gunpowder.
"Why should I impound the car?"
"There is no violation at all. How can I offend you if I drive well!"
"Brother, please be accommodating. Come and smoke a cigarette."
"What nonsense are you talking to him about? He flipped off his motorcycle."
Being surrounded by eight people, the traffic policeman was not afraid and said firmly: "I will temporarily impound your vehicle in accordance with the regulations. My name is Li Shangting and my police number is 4587. If you have any objections, you can complain to the brigade. Obstructing law enforcement is a crime."
This is a serious violation of the law. I advise you to calm down and do not test the law by yourself."
Traffic policeman Li Shangting is just a stick and a flower on his shoulders, he is just a third-level superintendent. He did not expect to be so tough, which made Liu Ziguang admire him. After a closer look, he looked familiar. The police motorcycle that chased him on the main road a few days ago
Isn't it him?
Li Shangting insisted on impounding the car, but Liu Ziguang had no choice. The police were the police, so couldn't they kill him with a knife like they did with Zhang Biao? It was just an old Accord, so he couldn't do it.
Just buckle, at worst, you can get it back through connections. Being stuck here is not an option. Just when Liu Ziguang was about to give in, a black Porsche Cayenne SUV drove out of the parking lot of a hotel on the side of the road. The one in front of the car was clearly a white brand and a red one.
With black letters, he turned unscrupulously from the sidewalk to the express lane, crossed the double yellow line and walked in the opposite direction, and his slow driving skills were particularly fashionable.
"Why don't you ignore the illegal military vehicles! You know how to bully us people!" Bei Xiaoshuai pointed at the Cayenne and shouted. Several other people also shouted angrily, claiming that if the traffic police enforce the law unfairly this time, they will make trouble in the sky.
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The young traffic policeman frowned slightly, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then resolutely separated from everyone and stopped in front of the Cayenne and stretched out a hand.
As if the Cayenne didn't see the police's gesture, it continued to drive forward in the opposite direction without slowing down its speed. It just blew its horn twice in a demonstration, and the modified horn emitted a blast that was so penetrating that it made people's ears hurt.
Traffic policeman Li Shangting was still standing on the same spot, with his palms raised flat, motionless, like a statue. The cayenne stopped with a screeching sound, only two centimeters away from the traffic policeman's body. A middle-aged woman jumped out of the car and rushed over aggressively and shouted:
"Are you blind? Can't you see the license plate?"
Li Shangting stood at attention and saluted with standard and neat movements: "Please show your military driver's license and driving license."
The woman ignored him at all and continued to yell: "What qualifications do you have to read my book? This is a military vehicle. Get out of the way."
Li Shangting's face was ashen, but he still said politely: "Please show your military driver's license, officer's license, and your vehicle's driving license."
Seeing the entanglement ahead, several doors of the Cayenne opened at the same time, and a middle-aged man wearing glasses and two young men came out. The middle-aged man stepped forward and took off Li Shangting's hat without saying a word: "Check,
Check your mother's 13!" The two young men were also unambiguous. They kicked one to the left and the other to the right. Li Shangting grabbed the walkie-talkie and wanted to call for support, but they snatched it away and threw it to the ground. The battery was dropped. The police multi-function
The bag was also opened, and a stack of fines came out.
Faced with the beatings of four people, Li Shangting still maintained great restraint and only defended without fighting back. At this time, there were many onlookers. When Bei Xiaoshuai saw the policeman being entangled, he hurriedly said to Liu Ziguang: "Brother, take advantage of the chaos and dodge."
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"Wait, help him."
"Who are you helping? That note?" Bei Xiaoshuai opened his mouth in surprise, "He wanted to seize our car just now."
"One code, one code. Those guys are so aggressive. I didn't even dare to do anything but they dared to steal my limelight. Damn it!"
When Liu Ziguang said this, Bei Xiaoshuai also felt that the guys driving the Cayenne were too awesome and they really deserved a beating. The two looked at each other, smiled knowingly, stepped forward and started to argue.
"Stop fighting and talk to me if you have something to say."
"A gentleman speaks with words rather than with words. If you have any objections, you can appeal to the brigade leader."
"Sister, calm down and don't test the law by yourself."
Several people rushed forward, saying nice words but being rude with their hands. They pushed the middle-aged man with glasses and the two young men to the ground and beat them with punches and kicks. The middle-aged woman was frightened and turned against the police.
He was extremely brave, but he was like a deflated ball in front of these social youths. He just took out his mobile phone and made a tearful call, calling for reinforcements.
Suddenly a dramatic change occurred, and Li Shangting was dumbfounded. He saw that the group of people who had been messing with him just now helped him beat up the owner of the Cayenne. One guy climbed onto the Cayenne, pulled out the key, and threw it into the gutter next to him...
Taking advantage of the chaotic situation, Bei Xiaoshuai got into the Accord, opened the dashboard, pulled out two wires and started the fire.
"Don't fight, stop it!" Li Shangting shouted, but the situation was already out of control and no one listened to him. Unknowingly, the Accord with the key taken out quietly started and slipped away.
Maybe some enthusiastic people called the police. Not long after, the siren blared in the distance, and a spray-painted police car drove over from a distance. Seeing the traffic police reinforcements arriving, Liu Ziguang and others quickly stopped and got into the crowd of people watching the excitement.
In the middle, there was only one little traffic policeman who was at a loss what to do and four people who had been beaten with bruises and swollen faces.