Lin Jun and Dazhuang were taken from the side door by two policemen into a courtyard next to the market, and then went directly into the office building.

"Is this police station quite big?" Lin Jun looked at the narrow corridor and said in a somewhat shocked expression.

"Brother, this is the seventh department of the Municipal Bureau!" The male policeman replied with a squinted look.

The Seventh Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, commonly known as the Seventh Department, is responsible for major and key cases.

"Why did you bring us here?" Lin Jun was stunned after hearing this.

"Come on the left, one on the right, stand by the heating!" The policewoman said with a pretty face expressionless face at Lin Jun and Dazhuang.

When the two heard this, they did not argue, and then stood down against the heating. The policewoman walked into the office and took two handcuffs, then handcuffed them to the heating pipes and said, "Wait, the police station will come to pick you up later."

When Lin Jun was handcuffed on his right hand, he happened to face the policewoman face. Then he instinctively looked at the policewoman with his eyes.

She looks a bit special, with long hair shawls, delicate facial features, but a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and a pair of smart big eyes that are very eye-catching. She looks a bit different from the Chinese facial features, but a bit like Angelina Jolie among the Smiths and his wife!

The female policewoman is straight, at least about 1.7 meters tall, with a tight half-sleeved police uniform shirt on her upper body, and a meticulously buttoned neckline. She is wearing black and blue loose trousers on her lower body and a pair of flat black shoes on her feet. Her temperament gives people a vibrant and heroic feeling.

"Hey, Officer Zheng, we are just drinking too much and making trouble. We can't take up space here. Let us go to the police station to reconcile." Dazhuang was already a little beaten sobered up. He covered his bloody lips with his left hand, and then shouted vaguely.

"Shut up your mouth and stay!" The policewoman glanced at him in disgust, then shouted at the mailroom: "Uncle Li, just take a look and hand them over to the police station later."

"Good!" The old man in the mail room replied.

Then the female policewoman stepped upstairs with flat shoes, and the male policeman who was with him turned around and went to the market again, continuing to buy lunch boxes for his colleagues who were working overtime.

In the corridor, staff were shuttled back and forth, while Lin Jun and Da Zhuang looked at each other.

"Fuck you, wait for it! I'll let you know how ignorant the bottle of wine you beat me!" Da Zhuang looked at Lin Jun and cursed in a low voice.

General Lin turned his head and didn't reply at all.

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Forty minutes later, a police officer from the police station walked into the corridor side by side with a young man of twenty-six or seven. After the police came in, they walked directly into the office. The young man had a bag under his armpit, amulets hanging around his neck, and rubbed beads in his hand and cursed at Dazhuang: "I'll make trouble for me all day!"

"Tao, look at what he fucked me, and his lips were completely broken." Dazhuang said, pointing to his lips.

"Shut up!" the young man replied, then walked towards the office where the police walked into.

Twenty minutes later, the police and the young man came out.

"Wang Tao, who is your friend?" the policeman asked with his face behind his back.

"Just him!" The young man named Wang Tao pointed at Dazhuang.

The policeman glanced at Lin Jun and Dazhuang, then frowned and asked, "Just this is a mess, do I need to mediate? Do I use injury test?"

"I don't need it!" Da Zhuang thought for a while and simply replied.

"I don't need it either!" Lin Jun glanced at the three of them and replied expressionlessly.

"It's really not necessary?" the policeman asked Lin Jun again.

"No need." Lin Jun shook his head without hesitation.

"Open it, let's go!" The policeman took the key and handed it to Wang Tao.

Wang Tao took the key, opened Dazhuang's handcuffs, and then threw the key to Lin Jun.

"Brother Tan, I'm in trouble. I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow." Wang Tao said to the police with a smile.

"Be gentler and arrogant are better than anything else. Let's go, let's go." The police waved his hand indifferently.

"Then I'll leave, Brother Tan!"

Wang Tao greeted the police and then took Da Zhuang Yang Chang away. After Lin Jun took off his handcuffs, he gave a thumbs up and said to the police: "This case is handled so quickly!"

"Do you have something to do?" the policeman turned around and asked expressionlessly.

"Haha, it's okay." Lin Jun put down his handcuffs and then walked out of seven places without looking back.

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One and a half hours later, it was close to 7 o'clock in the evening.

Lin Jun had just finished packing his stall and placed the barbecue utensils on Zhang Xiaole's three-wheeled wheel.

"I won't come out today?"

Zhang Xiaole stood aside and asked.

"What else is there to be? He has stepped on the goods." Lin Jun replied a little upset.

"Okay, then I'll send the things back with you." Zhang Xiaole replied righteously in her work clothes.

"No need, you sell goods, just lend me the car to use it." Lin Jun said with a grin on three wheels.

"Oh, don't give it to me today, just throw it away." Zhang Xiaole said with obvious concern.

"Hehe." Lin Jun smiled, and without saying much, he left on his bike.

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On the small road behind the market, Lin Jun rode his powerful legs on his human tricycle and walked along the dimly lit street.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Halfway away from the carport where barbecue utensils were stored, a sound of agricultural tricycles suddenly appeared across the path.

"Cruff!"

Lin Jun stepped on the brake, clicked the ground with his right foot, and squinted his eyes and looked forward.

"That stupid B, I'll fight him to death later!" Dazhuang, who was riding on the three wheels, shouted with a leaking mouth.

After Da Zhuang shouted, the opponent's tricycle was no more than twenty meters away from Lin Jun and then stopped. Almost at the same time, an extremely shocking scene appeared in Lin Jun's eyes!

The agricultural tricycle type is motorcycle-type, with very small horsepower, and the specific size is similar to the "motor" type that is blocked by the roadside. The load capacity of this car is probably only able to pull a few bags of rice weighing hundreds of kilograms.

But today, this agricultural tricycle broke through the limit. The truck, which was less than one and a half meters long, was like a train carriage during the Spring Festival travel rush, and it was crowded and jumped downwards!

One, two, three...

After a few seconds, seven adults actually jumped off the car fight! Seven! God knows how they squeezed in. Even if they competed with the third Indian brother in this scene, it would be nothing bad!

"Fuck!" Lin Jun counted the other party's jumping down, his face a little surprised by the thunder.

"Hulala!"

Dazhuang jumped off the motorcycle, pulled out a knife from the truck with his right hand, and then rushed towards Lin Jun with seven people, holding iron sticks, pickaxes, sickles, and other strange weapons that were rare in street fights in a century.

"Bang!"

Lin Jun got out of the car and knew that he could not avoid the fight, he immediately turned around and pulled out a half-meter-long hollow steel pipe from the tricycle. Then he didn't frown and rushed towards the crowd without even frowning.

When both sides met, they basically had no nonsense and started to argue.

An old farmer on the other side swung his sickle and digged directly towards Lin Jun. Lin Jun flashed sideways, and his right arm swings very little, but the steel pipe held in his right hand thrusts on the old farmer's wrist like lightning.

With a sound of yelling, the old farmer instinctively shrank his hand. Lin Jun pointed his head with a steel pipe in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled it down three times, directly knocking him down.

The rest of the people rushed forward, Lin Jun grabbed a man's neck with his left hand, as if he was carrying a chicken, and placed him directly in front of him. Then he shook his body, grabbed the steel pipe with his right hand, and thrust his backhand towards Da Zhuang next to him!

"Bang!"

The steel pipe was rushing into Dazhuang's mouth, and he jumped half a meter high in pain.

"Crack!"

The weapons that the opponent smashed were fucked by Lin Jun and the other person with nowhere to hide.

"Cut it on his hand! Just fuck him for ten thousand yuan!" Dazhuang covered his mouth and jumped and shouted.

Lin Jun's forehead and arms began to bleed. He swung his left arm and his right leg, and tripped the man he was holding.

"Fuck you, I'm talking with a gun and eating with a knife, you squat in the ditch and sing Dongfanghong!" Lin Jun didn't care about the others at all. He held the steel pipe in both hands and counted with all his strength.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three crisp sounds sounded one after another on the head, neck, and back of the man under Lin Jun!

"Hulala!"

After Lin Junming's ruthless moves, the crowd immediately dispersed, and everyone was a little scared when he saw him!

"Swish!"
To be continued...