Chapter 68: Go straight to the topic

However, for some reason, Xu Manna felt that the whole building was not cold, but a little gloomy, as if she had entered the underground palace. The wide hall was quiet and deserted, with light yellow waxed marble floor light that could tell the light. There was a bronze statue of the half-body and the half-body of the founding great man on the back wall of the hall. On the wall were five big characters written in the font of the great man: "Serve the people."

All of this seems so solemn and solemn.

However, the man and woman who fell into the eyes of the man and the woman who walked towards the elevator felt that all this was indescribable. The tenth floor was the office of the bureau leader. In fact, to put it bluntly, in addition to the large conference room, small conference room, and secretariat room, the director Min Jianxing and political commissar Wei Mingxin each occupied one end, and the two of them included two thirds of the entire tenth floor.

The entire corridor is covered with dark green carpets, and people will not make any noise when they walk on it. All departments in Dayun City have money, but the Public Security Bureau is definitely an important functional department with rich and powerfulness. It can be seen from the decoration style of the entire building, which is not as good as the tenth floor, and this feeling is even more obvious.

The walls on both sides of the corridor are covered with light yellow marble, and the light yellow crystal chandeliers with a slightly Western style above the head. The doors of each office are made of light yellow solid wood. Dunzhuang exudes a magnificent modern atmosphere.

The door of the director's office looks even more solemn and grand. The double-fan wooden anti-theft door is first owed to the bronze bronze medal above the original color. The crimson official script font contains five dazzling characters "Director's Office". Usually, only one door is opened, and both are opened only when the leader inspects or has any major activities.

If Zhao Jianhui was here, he would definitely have to swear and scold him. This is too fucking too much, right? Even in a sub-provincial coastal city like the Huanghai, Lao Jia could do so, and his office would be inferior to Min Jianxing's.

This is not an office, this is the presidential suite in a big hotel. This is not a fucking presidential suite, this is the palace of a monarchy country.

Seeing the first lady coming, Min Jianxing quickly stood up from behind the spacious desk. "Oh, Sister Xu, why don't you say anything when you come? I'll go downstairs to pick you up."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, tell me, what's going on with my son?" Xu Manna had no time to be polite with him, and she went straight to the point as soon as she sat down.

"Sister Xu, you see you and Mr. Chen are here in person. Are you waiting for me to pour a cup of tea?" Min Jianxing personally walked to the water dispenser and poured two glasses of water on the coffee table in front of Xu Manna and Chen Junsheng. He also sat down not far from Chen Junsheng, looked at Xu Manna, closed his smile and sighed: "Sister Xu, this time the matter is really hard to deal with. Xiaohua actually injured someone with a gun this time..."

"What, holding a gun? Where did his gun come from?" Xu Manna heard that her son actually injured someone with a gun. She turned pale when she heard that her face was so scared that she usually fought with someone. She also used a knife and a stick several times. She injured someone and spent some money to pass, but this time she actually held a gun, and that was a bit of a big deal.

You know, the management of guns is quite strict in China. Why did this child get a gun?

"Sister Xu, don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet. Although he was holding a gun, he didn't hurt anyone..." Before Min Jianxing finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xu Manna again: "Oh, I'm scared to death, that's fine, that's better!!"

Min Jianxing's face turned bitter and said to myself, "My Sister Xu, what's the good thing?" Although he didn't hurt someone, he was injured. He is still lying in the hospital."

Alas, what do I say?

In the Finance and Trade Hospital, Ou Shaohua and more than a dozen people surrounded Zhao Jianhui with pickaxes and hunting rifles.

Zhao Jianhui looked at these people coldly, and the fierce momentum in his eyes made the little hooligans dare not look at him. The moment the people turned their heads away, Zhao Jianhui moved, and roared like a fierce cheetah attacking.

Before those who were holding pickaxes, baseball bats and hunting rifles could react, Zhao Jianhui's iron fist and steel legs had already arrived in front of them. But listening to a scream of life, the people brought by Mr. Ou fell to the ground one by one, just like the scene in front of Yundong Hotel that day. After those people fell to the ground, they could never get up again.

However, this time, Zhao Jianhui took action, which was obviously angry. The screams of those who were knocked down by him were much louder than that day. The fallen people either broke their arms or their legs.

Zhao Jianhui had no choice but to kill him because these people were holding guns. If they didn't subdue them, they would be the ones who were injured.

Just within a minute, all the people he brought fell down, which surprised Ou Shaohua, who seemed to be standing in the yard waiting for the result. Seeing Zhao Jianhui wading through the flock of sheep like a tiger going down the mountain, Ou Shaohua gritted his teeth, reached out and took out a Type 64 pistol from his waist, raised it up and aimed at Zhao Jianhui with trembling hands.

Although this guy often hits people, this is the first time he uses a pistol. He should be unlucky. Before he could lift his gun, he heard a gunshot. A bullet was nailed into his shoulder along his arm holding the gun. Ou Shaohua screamed in pain, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground with a jingle.

With the gunshot, all the doctors and patients in various departments ran out. Seeing that the guns in Zhao Jianhui were still emitting blue smoke, they suddenly burst into the house with a sudden sound.

Zhao Jianhui shouted loudly: "All doctors come out, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences..." If you want to say that the doctor who was talking to him just now was a little bolder and stretched out half of his head from the room tremblingly: "You... don't do anything randomly, I... will go to the operating room to rescue your relative who was hit by a car..."

When he wanted to come, I wouldn't shoot me when I go to save your relative, right? Otherwise, no one would have been able to treat your relative.

Zhao Jianhui groaned: "What are you waiting for? Go quickly. If my relative makes any mistakes, I will ask you for someone."

Since this guy has determined that he is a relative of the person who was hit, he might as well pretend to be a little bit too soon. With the power of this gun, he might have to do his best to treat him.

The doctor quickly ran out after hearing the sound, and walked up the eight-level stairs in just three steps.

Zhao Jianhui immediately shouted, "Is there anyone else? I don't come out, right? If I don't come out, I will blow up the hospital with a ** bag."

Before his voice fell, a large group of doctors in white coats ran out of each room. "Stop it all, take these people in and bandage them. As long as they can't die, there is no need to be too careful."

Zhao Jianhui thought to himself that you didn’t send the person who was injured to such a place? Well, I’ll let your children be treated in this hospital as well. Let me see if you parents show up.

Maybe it was the doctor in the hospital, or the hospitalized patient, who secretly called the police. After all, there was such a person in the hospital, which was a threat to everyone. Who knew what crazy about this young man? If someone was not satisfied, he took out the thing and pointed it at someone's head, and it would be no longer good to eat.

The 110 Command Center received a report and heard that a major shooting occurred in the city. As the police chief, Min Jianxing couldn't sit still, so he actually took the people to the Finance and Trade Hospital. He thought to himself who is so awesome? Is it easy for me to spend more than three million to get a director? The money has not been raised yet, so he dared to shoot in the inside. Isn't this going to kill me?

So, the director ordered the criminal police, special police, armed police, and fire police, driving more than 100 police cars and more than 20 fire trucks, short guns, long spears, shields, and bullet vests. Under everyone's touch, he made a majestic and murderous appearance.

But when I arrived at the Finance and Trade Hospital, I almost made Director Min’s nose crooked. It was really a narrow road for enemies, and I actually met Zhao Jianhui inside again.

When he knew that the person who shot was Zhao Jianhui, he couldn't help but be stunned for a long time before he sneered: "Come on, catch this black sheep for me." Damn Zhao Jianhui is so bad. He has been making him feel uncomfortable since he came to Dayun City. Recently, he was punished for him, and even if he is really Lao Tao's godson, he wouldn't care.

Looking at Min Jianxing, who was red with his eyes as anxious as a mad dog, Zhao Jianhui smiled faintly, took out a small notebook from his arms, held it in his hand and raised it: "Director Min, you haven't even seen this thing before, right?"

Min Jianxing looked at it, walked to Zhao Jianhui with a suspicion on his face, took it and took it for a moment, and sweat came out from his head. "I...I don't know your identity, I'll leave now..."

"Slowly, the situation here needs to be maintained. Director Min, I am still the deputy secretary-general of the Dayun Municipal Party Committee. You have not seen anything else and don't know anything, right?"

"That's right, Secretary-General Zhao, you go back and rest first, leave the matter here to me." Min Jianxing is indeed a veteran in the officialdom. Zhao Jianhui felt a little clear, and he immediately became clear in his heart. Even the title changed back, and he still called Secretary-General Zhao Jianhui.

"Director Min, the migrant worker who was hit by the son of the commander of the Traffic Police Detachment is also in this hospital. I hope you will also ask about this matter." After Zhao Jianhui explained clearly, he was not afraid that he would let the little miscellaneous people go away again. Anyway, Xiaohai also paid 100,000 yuan, which was enough for the man to see a doctor.

The matters in the officialdom market in Dayun City are so complicated that almost the entire team is rotten. You can't wait for others to deal with you. If the corrupt officials unite to the outside world, it's enough to drink a pot by yourself. It's better to prepare early and prevent it early.
Chapter completed!