Chen Zhichao was the first to smile and applaud Charles.
The others came to their senses and applauded without hesitation!
Bang bang bang!
Suddenly the entire conference room burst into applause!
Charles is tall, blond and blue-eyed. He is not like the ordinary weak British guy. He looks extremely tough and has a sharp face. He seems to have Germanic ancestry, especially a pair of green eyes staring at Lei Luo at the moment.
It’s heartbreaking!
"Inspector Lei, everyone applauds, why don't you applaud?" Charles actually spoke fluent Cantonese!
This is a China hand!
Lei Luo had this thought in his mind for the first time.
Lei Luo smiled, then clapped his hands gently and said: "Welcome Chief Superintendent Charles!"
"Tsk, tsk!" Charles walked up to Lei Luo, leaned over, and said close to Lei Luo: "How much do you welcome me?"
Lei Luo remained calm, "Of course you are welcome!"
"Really?" Charles stood up straight and puffed out his chest. Because he was taller, he looked at Lei Luo from a bird's eye view, looking extremely arrogant.
"But why can't I see it? Also, why did I hear that you wanted to share my money?"
As Charles spoke, he walked up to Lard Boy, stretched out his hand to pull the account book from Lard Boy's hand, glanced at it contemptuously, threw it on the ground, crushed it with his foot, spat on the ground again, and then started again with his hands behind his back.
Walking up to Lei Luo, he stared at Lei Luo with a provocative face and said, "See clearly, the above has indeed transferred my 180,000 yuan to you! What does this mean?"
As Charles's words fell to the ground, more than two dozen riot police took three steps forward and surrounded Lei Luo in a semi-surrounding posture!
When those people arranged by Lei Luo saw Charles's posture, they couldn't care less, and they all stood up, but they were weak - there were only seventeen or eight people in total, and the equipment was very simple, most of them were plainclothes agents!
Cold sweat broke out on Lei Luo's forehead.
At this time, Lardboy, who was most loyal to him, stood up, stepped forward with a smile, bowed towards Charles and said: "I'm sorry, sir! I made a mistake! I calculated the money wrongly!"
Damn it! I'm a bastard! Please forgive me, sir!"
Charles smiled and shifted his gaze from Lei Luo to Lard Boy.
Lardboy's whole body was hairy under Charles's gaze, but he stood firm, trying his best to smile and behave in a condescending manner.
"Oh, it turns out you made a miscalculation!"
"Yes! Yes! I made a miscalculation! That money should be yours! But I counted it as Brother Luo's! Look at me, I am old and my brain is hard to use! Sir, please be merciful.
Give me a break!" Lardboy nodded and bowed in a flattering manner.
Charles clasped his hands behind his back, nodded, and then ordered Lardboy: "Take off your glasses!"
"Uh, what?" Lardboy was startled for a moment, and quickly reached out to take off the reading glasses he put on the bridge of his nose, folded them and put them in his pocket, and said with a smile on his face: "It turns out that the chief doesn't like people wearing glasses, so I will do it from now on.
Don’t wear it anymore!”
Before Lardboy could finish his words, Charles slapped Lardboy on the face with his backhand!
The sound is crisp and loud!
It made Lei Luo, Chen Zhichao and others feel very painful!
"Pah!" Charles slapped him with his backhand and then slapped him with his forehand!
After two slaps, Lardboy's cheeks were swollen and blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth.
Charles still had a smile on his face, and asked Lardboy with his hands behind his back: "Does it hurt?"
Lardboy wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, tried his best to smile again, nodded and said, "It doesn't hurt! You did a good job, sir! Haha!"
"Really? Then you don't like being beaten by me?"
"I? Zhongyi!"
"Okay!" Charles raised his hand to the back, and a riot policeman came up.
Charles pointed at Lard Boy and ordered the policeman: "Hit him!"
"Yes! Sir!"
The riot police came forward and were about to put down their weapons and use their hands to slap the lard boy when Charles said: "Idiot! Use a baton! He really likes to be beaten!"
The riot policeman was stunned for a moment, then he drew out his baton from his waist and swung it at Lardboy's head and face!
Lardboy squatted on the ground with his arms in his arms, and was beaten loudly, but he still shouted: "It feels so good! It feels so good to be beaten! Thank you sir!"
Everyone around looked at it with concern!
Who is Lardboy?
The red man in front of Lei Luo!
His confidant!
But this kind of person was beaten up in front of everyone at this moment!
Lei Luo's eyes were about to burst and his fists were clenched tightly!
Yan Xiong, Han Sen, Lan Gang and others watched Lard Boy being beaten to death and couldn't bear to watch!
Chen Zhichao's expression was calm, but his eyes were flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"It feels so good! It feels so good!" Lardboy was beaten to pieces and collapsed on the ground!
The riot policeman was holding a baton stained with blood. He looked back at Charles to ask if he wanted to be beaten again. Seeing that Lardboy was getting older, he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand it and would be beaten to death!
Charles smiled, walked over, knelt down and looked at the bruised and bruised Lardboy, plucked his hair with his hands, made Lardboy look up at him, and said with a smile: "Now, you don't want to tell the truth.
?”
Lardboy shook his head and spat out a mouthful of blood feebly: "It was my miscalculation! It has nothing to do with Brother Luo!"
Charles nodded, let go of the lard boy, and ordered the riot police: "Continue!"
The riot policeman nodded, then raised his baton and hit Lard Guy on the chin!
Bang!
Lardboy spat out blood, and three or four of his teeth were pulled out!
The timid ones at the scene couldn't help but scream in surprise.
Lardboy fell directly to the ground, his eyes were swollen into slits, his mouth was bleeding and his lips were moving. When he listened carefully, he heard: "It feels so good, so... so good!"
The riot police will never take action again!
Hit him again! Lardboy will definitely die!
Charles looked at the lard boy lying on the ground like a dead dog indifferently, stretched out his handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth, then raised his head and smiled at Lei Luo: "Congratulations, Inspector Lei, I tried it for you, you raised him
This dog is very loyal!"
The corners of Lei Luo's eyes twitched, he clenched his fists, and his eyes were about to burst into flames!
Charles glanced at Lei Luo's fist arrogantly, "Inspector Lei seems to be very angry, his fists are so tightly packed?!"
Lei Luo tried hard to control his emotions, unclenched his fists, and said with a smile: "How could it be? He has done something wrong and should be punished!"
"Well said! If you do something wrong, you must be punished!" Charles kicked the lard boy lying on the ground, then walked up to Lei Luo, leaned into his ear and said: "If this dog really attacks the street!
It’s also because of you!”
The corner of Lei Luo's mouth twitched twice, "Thank you sir for reminding me!"
"Hahaha!" Charles looked up to the sky and smiled, then turned around and looked at everyone with his hands spread out, and said arrogantly: "I am very happy today! I also like the welcome party you organized for me!"
"Okay, see you tomorrow! Especially you, Inspector Lei, tomorrow we will discuss how to manage Hong Kong!"
After Charles finished speaking, he waved to everyone, turned around and left again surrounded by people!
