Chapter 32: The Real Man

At first, Fat Niu was indeed confused, but looking at Zhao Jianhui's tepid look, he suddenly seemed to understand and asked in a trembling voice: "That Director Wan is Wan Da Nian from the Binhai District Public Security Bureau?"

Zhao Jianhui smiled and nodded: "You are quite aware of it."

"Hmph, I'm not breaking the law, why should you seal my shop?" Fei Niu said, but moved his feet towards the door. "I advise you to wait here honestly, otherwise, even if you run to the horizon, I will find you." Zhao Jianhui said slowly behind him.

"Honestly, your mother is next door. You are the only one here. Do you still want to leave me here? Really..." Fat bull fell to the door as he looked back and cursed, speeded up and ran out.

Zhao Jianhui shook his head, reached out and grabbed the bottle of red wine that they had just put in front of Liu Qian. He raised his hand and the bottle took a beautiful arc and flew over to the fat bull's head.

The changes in the art case made Gu Xiaopeng dizzy. Seeing the wine bottle hit Fei Niu's head with a "bang" sound, Fei Niu staggered two steps and fell to the ground with a clang. The red wine bottle shattered on his head. I don't know if it was the red wine or blood that had already poured him all over his body.

"Ah..." Liu Qian's classmates screamed in disbelief. Liu Qian's little hands couldn't help but grab Zhao Jianhui's hand tightly. She trembled for a moment before she let out a breath. It was so shocking. Why did this person do it when he said he was going to do it? That was a bottle of red wine that hit two kilograms of wine. If he hit someone's head, he wouldn't be able to kill him?

The three fat bulls' accomplices rushed out of the door and ran out of the box again, they were shocked to find that in the corridor not far from the door of the room, there was a pretty woman standing quietly. The woman had a light purple handbag on her pink and white arms, and a shiny black pistol in her right hand. The black muzzle was facing the people running out of the door. "Go back, otherwise, the bullet wouldn't have eyes."

In the magnificent room, the atmosphere was extremely depressing. The gangsters who were with the fat bull had already dragged the fat bull into the room. Hu Meimei stood quietly at the door of the room and played with the small pistol in her hand. The very small 92 pistol, and the blue flange paint gave people a heavy and heavy feeling.

Since the gun was equipped, Hu Meimei only had the opportunity to pull out the holster when she was kept. Unexpectedly, she used it once today. Although she did not shoot, Hu Meimei was still very happy inside.

I heard that the Ministry of Public Security will release a 9MM revolver soon. This is the first police-specific pistol in the true sense in China. I wonder what its power will be?

After the police fired the gun, they still had to deal with a lot of review work. Have you fired the wrong gun? Who should bear the responsibility if the wrong gun is fired? Should the relevant leaders be responsible? Various levels make the police hope to fire less and cause less trouble. Grassroots police have always been under tremendous psychological pressure.

The new police gun revolver can fire rubber bullets. The design of this bullet is widely believed to relieve this pressure. Rubber bullets are not lethal, and ordinary bullets are extremely lethal. Police can choose bullets according to actual conditions, which should help the police increase their law enforcement capabilities well.

In the new era where human rights are paramount, after all, "the right to life of criminals should be respected."

Now, looking at Zhao Jianhui who was sitting on the chair again at Yun Danfeng, no one thought he was bragging just now. Everyone in the room was a little nervous. When he didn't know who Zhao Jianhui was, a team of policemen with distinctive armor came in under Qian Ming's leadership.

After looking at the watch on his wrist, Zhao Jianhui nodded with satisfaction. It was very good. It only took Qian Ming eight minutes to come here when he received his call.

"Report to the Director, Qian Ming, deputy captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, was ordered to arrive, please ask the Director for instructions." Qian Ming, wearing blue short-sleeved and faint blue police pants, was very mighty, walked to Zhao Jianhui and saluted him.

"Well, it's great. Take these people back for a good interrogation, especially the one lying down, not only ordinary gangsters, but also said that even the police had been slashed." Zhao Jianhui pointed to the three guys squatting on the ground, and took special attention to the fat bull who fainted on the ground. He thought that after taking them back, Qian Ming would definitely interrogate him well.

It was not until the police took out the four guys that Liu Qian and her classmates were completely relieved. It was at this time that she realized that her hands were holding Zhao Jianhui's hand tightly at some point, and the palms were filled with fragrant sweat.

Zhao Jianhui gently pulled out his hand, smiled and said to Liu Qian in a low voice: "It seems that you haven't eaten yet, right? It's okay now. If you want to eat here, then finish it and leave. I have something to do, so I'll go back first."

"Ah, I understand!" Liu Qian's heart was beating like a deer. It was safe and secure to stay by this man, making him unconsciously regarded him as an old friend he had been with for many years. At this moment, Liu Qian suddenly remembered that he was really not familiar with him.

Is it because of me? Could it be because of me that the person who captured Zhang Jie and sealed Bihai Yuntian? Oh my God, Bihai Yuntian, even if I don’t care much about the streets and alleys, I also know that Bihai Yuntian seems to have a great background in Huanghai City.

Will this cause trouble for him? He is so young and...who is he...who is the director? Zhao Jianhui's reputation gradually became famous on the streets of the Yellow Sea. However, as a person who flies in the sky all day and basically doesn't have much time to take vacations at home, Liu Qian has never heard of Zhao Jianhui's heroic deeds. It is normal for him to not know who Zhao Jianhui is.

Several of Liu Qian's classmates all looked at Liu Qian at the same time, and they were a little complaining, "You are not treating guests to dinner, it's even more than the Hongmen Banquet." Although you have been Liu Bang yourself, such exciting scenes are rare in your life."

Liu Qian frowned, looked at Zhao Jianhui, and said in a low voice: "Can you...can you accompany us for a while?" Zhao Jianhui scratched his head a little, and knew that Liu Qian was thinking about repairing the relationship between classmates. After all, if this is the case, she would leave without even knowing how to eat. Many of these people may not even have friends with her in the future. However, if there is a little setback, is it meaningful to force yourself to linger?

Zhao Jianhui turned his head and smiled slightly, glanced at the people in the room with different expressions, and chuckled: "Let's just come here tonight, so everyone can't eat. I'll serve in two days and I'll treat you to a good meal."

These people were frightened and their fear had not yet dissipated. Even if they were forced to sit down, no one might be able to eat it. I wish I could hear a disbanded word, and when Zhao Jianhui said that I would be here tonight, I walked out faster than the other without waiting for Liu Qian to speak.

Gu Xiaopeng was the last one to leave. Before leaving, he didn't know why he had to look at Zhao Jianhui deeply. Perhaps, only by being a man can he be called a real man.

Regardless of what Liu Qian was thinking, Zhao Jianhui said to Hu Meimei: "Let's leave too. It's getting late, I'll give it to you."

"You...no need, my house is nearby, it's just two minutes away." Liu Qian's voice was so tender, making people feel heart-warming. But there was still a little bit of shock in the voice.

"Hehe, Director, my house is also nearby, and I don't need you to send it. I see you want to drive back alone." Hu Meimei smiled and reached out to grab Liu Qian's hand: "Sister, is your house from Jincheng Community?"

Seeing Liu Qian nodding, Hu Meimei smiled even brighter: "My family lives in Jincheng, it's just right, let's go back together." The ghost could also see that this little girl has a very ambiguous relationship with Director Zhao. The little girl like a fairy was originally loved. With Zhao Jianhui's relationship, Hu Meimei's attitude towards her became even more intimate.

When the two of them came out of Wang Er's fried chicken shop holding hands, they were already intimate like a pair of sisters. Looking at the two women standing side by side with each other, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and a little accelerator, Domineering slowly slid out.

Not long after, Zhao Jianhui felt the vibration of his phone, took it out and looked at it. It was a text message sent by Liu Qian: "Brother, I'm already home. Thank you very much. I'll treat you to dinner next time I'll leave. Don't refuse me then. I already know what you do, Director!"

This Liu Qian is very interesting. She was bold enough to call her brother when she was calling her, but she never had the nerve to call her in front of her.

The car stopped in front of the row of buildings where he lived. Zhao Jianhui thought of the very soft cry when he received the call from Liu Qian: "Brother, I have something to do here, come up..." He couldn't help but think of Zhao Xiaoting, and felt a soft and sweet feeling in his heart.

He hummed, "I am a soldier..." Going upstairs, turning the stairs, he saw a woman with her head lowered and her head stuck in her crotch sitting in front of her room. Her hair and black dress made people feel excited.

This woman must have drunk wine, and when she stood two meters away, she smelled the smell of alcohol on her body.

"Hey, what are you doing? Go to sleep home and go to bed?" Zhao Jianhui stopped and whispered.

The woman raised her sleepy eyes, and Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but be stunned. This woman was actually Ye Qiuyu. She thought to herself, what was she doing?

"You little bastard, are you finally back? If you don't come back, I will sit at your doorstep for the whole night." Ye Qiuyu said as she stood up. She didn't know if it was because she had been cross-legged for too long or because she had drunk alcohol. She didn't stand firm. She staggered for two steps, and her round butt almost hit Zhao Jianhui.

"Where did you drink this? Why did you come here if you don't go home if you are drunk?" Zhao Jianhui said, and reached out to help her, thinking to himself how Ye Qiuyu came from. It seemed that she didn't see her car downstairs?

"What are you doing? I'm not drunk, I just shout a little numb. Don't continue to help me with the excuse of taking advantage of me." Ye Qiuyu turned around and gave Zhao Jianhui a white look. When he saw Zhao Jianhui standing stupidly, he pouted his beautiful red lips in anger: "What are you looking at? I haven't seen it before or what? I said you opened the door, and my legs were numb."

The moment he took out the key and opened the door, Zhao Jianhui found that Ye Qiuyu was actually carrying a convenient bag in his hand. "What is this?"
Chapter completed!