Seeing Curly Hair and others smashing the shop, the few people standing on the street opposite immediately became nervous. A bald man with a tough face whispered a few words to a short beard beard beside him. The beard nodded with a smile, and turned around and entered a hardware equipment store next to him.

Wen Liang was held by Ning Xiaoning, but his eyes kept staring at the opposite side. He saw them as if they were facing a great enemy and knew that he had found the right person. In the whole of Qingzhou, An Baoqing's subordinates were everywhere, but at least they were still easy to encounter.

Although Curly Mao and others had an authentic Qingzhou flavor, their power represented was obviously nothing to do with Qingzhou. With An Baoqing's coldness and deepness, they would never make their subordinates so arrogant and have no taboos!

"So you know that I can't beat a group of people by myself. So why did I just sarcastically mock me for not coming forward?"

"I didn't ask you to fight with others... I have so many ideas every day, you must have other ways, right?"

Wen Liang laughed, gently held Ning Xiaoning's cold hand, and whispered: "Do I look like a hero? Of course there are ways to do it, wait for me!"

Then, without waiting for Ning Xiaoning to answer, she pulled her hand from her palm that had been tightly held, walked to the bald head opposite, and smiled and said, "Do you know Brother Ming?"

The bald man looked at him vigilantly, frowned and said, "Who are you?"

At this time, bearded and accompanied a man in a military coat to come out of the store. The two of them were tall and short, one with a fat face and the other with a smile, just like talking crosstalk on the stage, with an inexplicable sense of joy.

Jun coat cursed and said, "Oh my uncle, it's so cold that I can't even pee, and there's still someone making trouble? Where is it? I'll catch me and peel him to death!"

The bald man didn't care about Wen Liang and shouted to the military coat with everyone around him: "Brother Shui."

Brother Shui shook his coat, inserted his thumb into the armed belt on his waist, and was about to ask what happened, but he suddenly shivered and stared at Wen Liang for a few seconds. He blinked his eyes and confirmed that he was not wrong. Cold sweat suddenly flowed down his back, thinking that this young man had a conflict with his brothers, and his calves were a little circling. He did not dare to be negligent at all, so he bent over and leaned over and said with a smile: "Mr. Wen, why are you here? These bastards don't have eyes, so you must not be as knowledgeable as them."

Wen Liang didn't expect to meet someone who knew him. This would be fine. He saved the call to Brother Ming. He looked at Brother Shui, and he didn't seem to have the impression of this person in his mind, and said, "Brother Shui recognizes me?"

Brother Shui's face was almost full of tears. A pure and tough man showed such a smile, which really made a sense of despicability: "I dare not, please call me Shuizai. Last year, someone made trouble in the soy milk shop on Bayi Road. I followed Brother Ming and met Mr. Wen once..."

Wen Liang remembered that this was the case. Since he was an old acquaintance, it saved a lot of effort. He pointed to the bookstore opposite and said, "Do you know those troublemakers?"

Brother Shui didn't know what was going on, so he waved his hand to signal the bald and beard to come over. The two of them had been stunned by the side. They had never seen anyone respectful to anyone. Even if the boss came over, they would just light a cigarette and pour a glass of wine, and they wouldn't laugh so badly.

The bald man secretly wiped his sweat. Those who could be wise in the road were all discerning people. He didn't know that he had met a powerful character. He couldn't help but be glad that his attitude was not too bad just now. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been beaten into a rouxufu by the boss? The bearded still couldn't stop smiling, and he didn't know what to be happy about.

"Photoson, who else is causing trouble over there? Our brother?"

The bald man replied: "I'm not ours, and I don't know where it came out... Brother Shui, could he be the brother of another elder brother?"

"Bad!" Brother Shui couldn't see what was happening inside through the layers of people outside the bookstore. However, since Wen Liang asked, it means that he was very unhappy about this matter. Brother Ming was unhappy, so he was unhappy. Brother Ming was unhappy and he had to be scolded. He threw the military coat on a little brother next to him and said viciously: "Brother Ming is left to me to take charge of this piece. Who dares to send someone to make trouble after eating the leopard? Xiao Wu, go and call people, damn, brothers go and meet these grandchildren!"

Wen Liang also wanted to touch Curly Mau and others' bottom, and did not reject Brother Shui's use of violence. However, these words could not come from him in front of everyone. Seeing Brother Shui's knowledgeable and tactful, he was also a talented person.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Brother Shui finished speaking, a police car drove over and yelled. Wen Liang waved his hand and signaled Brother Shui to be calm. He smiled and said, "It seems that someone is helping, let's take a look first."

Back to Ning Xiaoning, she looked at a large group of people crossing the road opposite and said, "You are friends all over the world..."

Wen Liang said modestly: "If you dare not take responsibility in the world, Qingzhou is still OK."

Two people jumped out of the police car. Wen Liang knew it. It was probably the police officers from the nearby police station. The crowd made a quick move to a passage. Curly and others stopped when they heard the sirens. They stood in the store carelessly without any fear.

A policeman in charge of the head had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked very decent. He stood at the door of the store and said majesticly: "What are you doing?"

"Don't you have any eyes? I'll smash the store. This store is dependent on our boss's money. If you don't smash it, he won't pay it back!"

A younger policeman said angrily: "How do you speak? Warn you, don't be too arrogant!"

Curly hair snorted coldly, pushed the scared young woman in her hand to the side, walked to the young policeman, and said, "Police Officer, don't stand and talk without any pain. If someone owes you a million, not only will he not pay back the money, but he can't find anyone all day long, what will you do?"

The young policeman looked at him up and down and said disdainfully: "One million? Do you think the money is blown out with your mouth? Be honest, if you have anything to say, go back to the office."

The green skin behind the curly hair surrounded him, and his eyes were full of fierceness and glared at him. Although the young man didn't believe that anyone dared to attack the police, the scene was indeed a bit scary. He couldn't help but take a step back and shouted: "What are you going to rebel?"

Curly hair smiled and lowered her voice, saying, "I dare not rebel, but I will kill someone. Brothers are not afraid. At worst, my life will be worth one. Our lives are very cheap. I just don't know if this police officer thinks it is worth it!"

The young man is just a small policeman in the police station. It is good to take care of neighborhood disputes. He has never seen such a bold guy who dares to threaten and intimidate the police in public. He suddenly became panicked and said, "You...you..."

The police in charge also deliberately asked young people to go to the crooked pulse gate. Seeing that this attitude should be a little bit out of the way, they coughed and said, "It's right to pay back the money, but you have to use regular channels to ask for money. Regardless of whether you have any reason or not, it's always wrong to lead people to smash the shop. So, you can go to the office first, and then coordinate and solve the problem when you find the person in charge."

Curly hair is not that easy to fool. They are crowded here, and they can run away even if they really can't do it. But if they want to go to the police station, wouldn't they beat dogs and never go back?

"No need to bother, officer, if this grandson doesn't show up today, I will let him close the Xinhua Bookstore!"

The police in charge have never seen such a magnificent gangster in Qingzhou. Not to mention these insignificant gangsters, even Brother Shui Leopard and Raptor Dabiao on the road, and Brother Ming, who is now in power, will not give face to the public in public.

After all, only by giving each other face can everyone be content with their own affairs and make their own money, so that they can get along for a long time!

He was furious. He didn't think it was a big deal when he received the call. He thought that there were many people in Xinhua today and the scene was chaotic. He could only maintain order for two people. Unexpectedly, he not only encountered a thorn, but also seemed not very good at it, and forced the scene into a dilemma.

The police in charge are not fools. Although Xinhua Bookstore is not very awesome, it is a public institution. People dare to make trouble like this without caring about it, no matter who is in the backstage, at least they are not a small policeman who can intervene.

So he was so angry that he could hold it up and endure it. It was difficult to do things at the grassroots level. The difficulty lies in the fact that there were too many fathers. He let out a sigh of relief, his face softened, and he advised with kind words: "You have to think clearly, it may not be good if you really make a big deal..."

There was a booing sound in the crowd. They were afraid of green skin, but they were not necessarily afraid of the police. I don’t know who shouted: “Public Security and Public Security are afraid of bullying the weak…”

This is a rumor that has only begun to be circulated in Qingzhou in recent years. The next sentence is Qingsie, Qingsie, cheating, and there are many more behind it, such as electricity, power, the boss, I will do my family planning, and killing people. It will capture all kinds of social problems in all classes in Qingzhou in one go. It can be regarded as a model of artistic re-creation.

The young policeman could no longer bear it, so he turned around and shouted: "Who? Stand up!"

The leader's face turned white and red, and he turned a deaf ear to the mockery outside. He couldn't lose his flesh after a few sarcasm words. But he really offended someone who shouldn't be offended. Who would he cry when his skin was stripped of his body?

The curly nostrils were thrust into the sky and said, "Let's go, you can't control what's going on today. You just catch me in and have to send me out tonight. You don't mind the trouble, I still feel unlucky!"

Now even the young policeman realized that something was wrong. He dared to speak like this at this point. He was either a naughty man or really had a background. He glanced at the police in charge, lowered his head and stopped saying anything.

The police in charge really wanted to turn around and leave, but there were so many eyes behind him looking at him, and he really had no face and no courage. Just when he didn't know what to do, a loud voice sounded behind him:

"I can testify that these people teased women, beat the masses, smashed bookstores, disrupted public order, and asked the police uncle to arrest them all."

The two policemen, Curly Mau and others looked up at the door together. A young man walked in step by step, separated from the dense crowd. Behind him was an equally young and cold girl, following closely!

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