Outside the Old Soldier Hunan Restaurant, there was a huge crowd at the moment, and there were boos from the crowd from time to time.
Liu Lang held a rubber baton in his hand, covered his left cheek and took a few steps back. Half of his face was bulging as if he had severe mumps. His already small left eye was now swollen.
His face was so tight that it was almost invisible.
"Fuck..."
He spat on the ground, which was stained with blood, and one of his teeth fell to the ground.
"My teeth..."
He wailed miserably, jumped on his feet and howled at the seven or eight security guards around him who were holding long sticks: "You are all pigs, why don't you get better!?"
The surrounding village security team members seemed to have woken up from a dream, and then they rushed forward waving long sticks.
At the entrance of the Old Soldier Hunan Restaurant, Zhao Xin was holding two stool legs, which Lao He usually used to prop up the door. At this time, they became Zhao Xin's only weapons.
Twenty minutes ago, the security team members who had dispersed returned and returned. They had suffered a loss here before. Liu Lang returned to the security office of the village committee and became more and more unconvinced, so he came back to find fault.
The store signboard is a piece of cake that has been hyped many times by officials from major cities and even the Great Xigong.
In some cities, for the sake of so-called good looks, the signboards of every store are removed and made uniformly.
On the surface, it is said to be unified management, but in reality, only God knows what the hell the plan is.
Of course, everyone has their own opinions on the impact of signboards on city appearance. It is like a universal basket, and anything can be put into it.
Because there are no clear standards, whether or not to violate the rules depends entirely on one's mouth.
Liu Lang is now the one who takes care of things.
The signboard of Veteran Hunan Restaurant is actually not that big. It was designed by Lao He himself. It has black characters on a red background. It is not fancy and gives people a simple feeling.
To a businessman, tearing down a signboard is like losing his job.
When Liu Lang came up with a few minions, he first smashed the water sign outside the door that said "40% off for active duty and veterans!"
Then he came over with a ladder to take down the signboard.
Zhao Xin, who was in Lao He's shop, was the first to rush out. In fact, he could tell with his toes what Liu Lang was thinking.
Use public weapons for personal use and use them for personal revenge.
This word could not be more appropriate to use here.
One wants to be demolished, the other is not allowed to be demolished.
How can Zhao Xin, who has not been retired for a long time and is still passionate, tolerate someone like Liu Lang?
So he went up and kicked the ladder over, and the two sides started fighting.
The security team has always been the dominant force in the village. If someone dares to fight against the security team on the village's territory and rub the village committee's beard, the villagers will naturally watch the fun.
As a result, the whole incident became a bit funny.
Liu Lang and Zhao Xin became opponents in the ring, and the onlookers below became the audience.
When the opponent fights vigorously, the audience below becomes excited and roars one after another.
"Hit him! Beat him!"
"Captain Liu, why don't you dare to get in? Get in!"
"Xiao Zhao is awesome!"
"There are so many people and you can't even win against any of them... aren't you usually very awesome?!"
Being ridiculed and encouraged by these busybodies who were watching, Liu Lang really lost face.
Zhao Xin has been in the reconnaissance force. Although the scouts are not omnipotent, their ability to withstand attacks, their sense of fighting, and their courage to fight are incomparable to these security team members.
He identified the destiny of these security team members - they are brave when they are in large numbers, but they become cowardly when they are alone.
Zhao Xin gave full play to the tactical awareness he learned in the army. Since the opponent had many people, he concentrated his efforts on defeating one point.
When a group of security team members came around, Zhao Xin rushed forward, bit one of them and chased him. He didn't care about the others behind him, and even managed to knock the target to the ground with a few blows.
Many scouts have practiced resisting beatings. Opening wine bottles and opening bricks is nothing new. Zhao Xin is not a big problem if she gets a few sticks, but the person she chases will be miserable.
The gourd lying on the ground crying for father and mother is desolate.
Finally, Liu Lang himself received a stick on his cheek, one of his teeth was knocked out, and he was knocked on his foot. He was limping when he walked, and the pain was severe.
The situation became a stalemate.
Zhao Xin was also injured, with a cut on his forehead and blood flowing down his face.
Lao He picked up a kitchen knife and stood in front of Zhao Xin. Xiaoyan went up and took out her handkerchief to stop Zhao Xin's bleeding.
"Come here and give it a try if you have the ability. Do you think I'm easy to bully?"
Lao He's angry shouting and the shining kitchen knife almost made Liu Lang wet his pants in fright.
Taking down a sign is just to avenge the humiliation suffered during the day. It's not worth risking your life.
Lao He was a soldier, and so was Zhao Xin. No matter how idiot Liu Lang was, he knew that these former soldiers would really get tough with him when they were provoked, and I'm afraid they would be out of control.
"Old He, what are you going to do? You are disobeying management and violently resisting the law!"
"Whose management are you disobeying? Which law are you resisting?"
A loud voice came from the outside of the crowd. Everyone looked back and saw that several police cars had arrived behind them.
A burly policeman who looked like a leader appeared at the scene with Li Zhong and others, as well as a dozen auxiliary police officers.
Next to the leader of the police station were a female officer and a man who was dressed like a tourist. Those with sharp eyes recognized that this was Lao He who had dinner in Lao He's restaurant in the evening. He had a conflict with Liu Lang and kicked the guy.
Feet, the man who was finally taken away by the police from the police station.
The crowd parted a way to let these people in.
Discussions began to spread among the crowd like an infectious disease, and everyone was speculating on who this person was and where he came from.
"Jiang Bureau...it's you..."
Liu Lang's face turned pale. Seeing Qin Fei who was looking calm next to Jiang Chengyang, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
This time he was really blind and kicked the steel plate.
It's a big deal.
He recognized Jiang Chengyang, but Jiang Chengyang didn't recognize him.
He turned around and asked Li Zhong: "Is this the security captain?"
There was a sense of disgust in his words, and his brows furrowed into the character "Chuan".
Li Zhong nodded: "Yes, this is the security captain, Liu Lang."
"Humph!" Jiang Chengyang turned his face and his eyes fell on Liu Lang: "What a great official authority. Every one disobeys the management, and every one violently resists the law. The law is just a piece of chicken used by people like you to bully the people.
Order arrow?!"
After that, he turned to Li Zhong and said: "Go, arrest these people, and send them back to the prison for interrogation."
"No, no..." Liu Lang panicked, "Jiang Bureau, I...I didn't do anything..."
"Didn't you tell me about the law?" Jiang Chengyang said coldly: "Looking for quarrels and provoking trouble, intentionally hurting others, and destroying private property, these are enough for you to reflect on in the detention center!"
When Liu Lang heard Jiang Yangcheng's list of crimes, his crotch felt cold and he sat down on the ground.