Chapter 3 Red ID (please collect)

Long Qiuhui's cold sweat broke out on the spot!

Looking at the scene of the terrible car accident, the twisted and deformed railings, and the screams resounding in his ears, Long Qiuhui knew very well that if the jeep had not rushed out in time just now, she would have been squeezed into meat pies by six cars. She looked at Ye Zixuan with complicated eyes, apologizing and grateful, but more surprised, how could he foresee the car accident?

She wanted to ask curiously, but was quickly driven crazy by Ye Zixuan's actions. The quiet and wise guy just now looked panicked. He hugged Long Qiuhui's body and rubbed his head against her chest. His voice was trembling: "Captain Dragon, car accident, car accident, it's so terrible, so terrible, scary, I'm so scary!"

He is like a baby.

"Beast!"

Long Qiuhui's clothes were messy and the buttons were rubbed open. The spring light suddenly leaked, revealing the faint peak groove. Faced with Ye Zixuan's shameless behavior, Long Qiuhui could no longer bear it. He was originally lifted in the air to stop Ye Zixuan from snatching the car's right hand, and fell down fiercely. With a bang, he slashed on his thick shoulder: "Dare you dare to eat my tofu? Do you believe it, I will kill you?"

She scolded her sternly while touching the gun.

Seeing the beauty getting angry, Ye Zixuan sat back on his seat very quickly, rubbing his painful shoulders and spoke: "Go to rest ashamed of your anger. I saw that your face was too ugly and too shocked, so I deliberately joked to reconcile. Don't pull out your gun, otherwise you will scare passers-by outside!" He also glanced at the other party's chest: "I swear, I didn't see anything!"

"roll!"

Long Qiuhui really wanted to shoot Ye Zixuan, but when he thought that the latter had saved his life just now, he could only restrain his anger. After buttoning his clothes, she kicked the car door open and ran to the place where the accident was happening. Although the traffic accident was not under her jurisdiction, it depends on whether he could do his best when he ran into it. After all, it was the people's policeman.

"This woman is always cold and fierce, and she is not cute at all!"

Ye Zixuan muttered: "But love is still full!"

While commenting on Long Qiuhui, he reached out to touch the half of the jade hanging on his chest, and then opened the car door and went out. At this time, the stunned citizens and the owner had already reacted and rushed to the accident site. Many women instinctively screamed at the bloody scene, adding a touch of chill to the cold morning.

"What's the name?"

Long Qiuhui, who rushed to the crash site, roared: "Call an ambulance!"

When the crowd looked at each other but didn't move too much, Ye Zixuan, who arrived, pointed his fingers: "Eight of you, help lift the slightly injured person out. You two, call the hospital immediately. You two, call the police immediately, and six of you, help maintain order and don't let too many people get close to the scene!" He also bowed slightly: "Please give me all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the twenty people who were pointed by Ye Zixuan's fingers were busy in an instant, rescued, called the police, called an ambulance, maintained order, was in order, and exerted their greatest strength. Long Qiuhui glanced at Ye Zixuan, and Ye Zixuan greeted her calmly: "Captain Dragon, have you ever read children's stories? One monk has water to drink, and three monks have no water to drink!"

"Looking for help from passers-by, not clarifying the responsibilities for matters, they will only place their hopes on others!"

Long Qiuhui snorted: "Nonsense!"

Although she still couldn't stand Ye Zixuan's arrogant look, she had to admit that this guy had a good job and was puzzled at the same time. Shouldn't the ignorant boy from the big city in the mountains be simple and reserved? Why didn't this guy have no at all? On the contrary, he felt a lot of trouble and even felt difficult to deal with himself. Could it be that it was because of the connection between the villages?

"Don't touch me, don't touch me!"

When Long Qiuhui and Ye Zixuan lifted a little girl out of the car and placed it carefully on the flat ground, a yellow-haired young man in his twenties strangely emerged from the damaged BMW. He was wearing a gorgeous dress and blood on the other end, accompanied by a strong smell of alcohol and gasoline. He covered his head with blood flowing, shook his body and roared at passers-by around:

"Whoever touches will die!"

A passerby who could not dodge was kicked by him and fell to the ground like a broken kite. There were many scars on his back and the glass slag were bleeding. When Long Qiuhui burst into anger like the other passers-by, Ye Zixuan was slightly stunned: "Damn! Didn't you kill this?" He looked regretful, as if he was very upset that the scumbag was not dead.

"You are drunk driving! You are speeding!"

A passerby shouted, "Do you know how many people you're killed?"

Passerby B followed suit and said, "That's right, it doesn't matter if you die, but you will kill others."

"roll!"

The yellow-haired young man licked the blood on his lips and tried his best to stabilize his shaking body. Then he shouted at the crowd around him with a ferocious face: "It's not your turn to talk too much about you, what about driving drunk? So what if you hit someone to death? I have money, let alone ten or eight, even one hundred and eighty. I can also use the money to settle it. Get out, get out of here!"

"Damn it, I'm so arrogant when I hit someone with a drunk driving. Beat him!"

"Do not care whether his father is Li Gang or not, let's beat up the turtle grandson first!"

"Beating him is considered as a way to be a good deed!"

The crowd was in a state of turmoil, and passers-by around were aroused by the arrogance of the yellow-haired young man. Especially when he saw the injured person being lifted out, he rolled up his sleeves and shouted in a deep voice, preparing to beat the yellow-haired young man on the spot. Seeing this, Long Qiuhui turned around to deal with the injured person and took the initiative to ignore his police identity. Obviously, he had no favoritism for the yellow-haired young man.

"Who dares to touch me? Who can touch me?"

Seeing a group of passers-by, he was eager to beat him, and the drunken young man not only was not afraid, but instead smiled and unbuttoned his clothes. With a crisp sound, he pulled out a pistol from his waist, pulled the trigger on the calf of a person in front, and pounced! The bullet penetrated the calf of the latter, splashing a squirting blood. The passerby screamed and fell to the ground.

"Who dares to come up? Who dares to come up?"

It seemed that he didn't expect that the yellow-haired young man had a gun on his body, and he didn't expect that he shot in public. More than 20 passers-by rushed over all stopped, and anger and fear appeared on his face. Seeing that everyone was intimidated by him, the yellow-haired young man laughed and slapped the gun at the rear of the BMW car, his murderous aura and domineering, and the screams of the person who was shot were very intimidating.

Ye Zixuan muttered: "The police are eating hard, are guns flooding?"

Long Qiuhui's face turned slightly red, then he stood up angrily. He just took two steps but was grabbed by one hand. Ye Zixuan smiled softly: "I'll do the show-off matter!"

He didn't want Long Qiuhui to draw his gun and shoot at the yellow-haired young man, after all, there were too many onlookers at the intersection.

Long Qiuhui shouted: "He has a gun, and his eyes are red again. You are looking for death when you go out!"

"I can't let you die!"

Ye Zixuan held Long Qiuhui's little hand: "Who told me to take your rose?"

"It's just that if I die, remember not to remarry."

Long Qiuhui kicked: "Get out! The dog can't spit out ivory!"

"Bang!"

At this moment, there was another crisp sound. The yellow-haired young man took out a black certificate from his pocket and slapped it next to the gun with a stunning force. The four characters of the Eagle Special Guard were shining. He laughed loudly: "I am the third young master of the Eagle Group. Do Lord Buddha know? That's my father, my real father, if you go against me, you are going against Lord Buddha!"

"In Huahai, the person who opposes Buddha can imagine the consequences of himself!"

When they heard the word "Master Buddha", the atmosphere in the audience sank, and they all knew that Master Buddha was capable of being. He was a person similar to Du Yuesheng and Yuan Kewen. Not to mention that they could not afford to provoke him, even Huahai could not compete. If the Master Buddha's son was really injured, I was afraid that he would sink to Huangpu River tonight, and I could only dare not speak out now.

Long Qiuhui also narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why did he come back from Thailand?"

The yellow-haired young man laughed and pointed at everyone: "Now, who else do you want to touch me? Who else?"

"I!"

A very disharmonious voice sounded in the air. When the yellow-haired young man was slightly stunned, he kicked him from behind. The yellow-haired young man had no time to react. With a bang, he rushed forward and had an intimate contact with the fragments all over the ground. He suddenly thrust his squeak, with blood stains and several scars on his cheeks.

Ye Zixuan stood by the rear of the car, smiling and said, "I moved you, how about it?"

When the crowd around were surprised by Ye Zixuan's courage, the yellow-haired young man got up regardless of the pain and was furious: "Touch me? Do you think about the consequences?"

"Play!"

Ye Zixuan rushed up again, arched his cheeks left and right, and two crisp sounds, there were ten fingerprints on the yellow-haired young man's face, which made people feel painful. When he fell down and sat back on the floor, Ye Zixuan stood in front of him again and smiled leisurely: "Master Buddha's son, I've moved you again, come, let me know how serious the consequences are."

The crowd around was stunned and admired from the bottom of his heart. Long Qiuhui was also slightly dazed. This kid was really domineering!

At the same time, he also frowned: Ye Zixuan is causing trouble!

The yellow-haired young man breathed rapidly: "Damn it! I'll kill you!"

"Bang!"

Before the yellow-haired young man struggled, Ye Zixuan kicked his chin again, with great force, bringing a stream of red blood. Then he moved his foot forward and stepped on the other party's wrist. The yellow-haired young man's chin and wrist were painful. He wanted to get up and hold a gun but it was difficult to move. With the remaining alcohol, he could only yelled in anger and threatened:

"Boy, you've got a big trouble!"

"Click!"

Hearing the other party's threat, Ye Zixuan stepped on his wrist without hesitation, causing the yellow-haired young man to scream, and also shocked the onlookers: "You have a gun, I have a dragon team, what kind of Buddha's protection do you have? I also have a Shangfang sword!" When Long Qiuhui was angry that Ye Zixuan pulled her into the water, Ye Zixuan took out a red notebook and slapped it twice in his palm:

"I tell you that the certificate in my hand can be executed first and then reported. Not to mention killing you, even if you kill your father, I don't have to go to prison!"

He turned around and took the yellow-haired youth's gun, pulled the bolt, and pushed it against the latter's head:

"Kowtow to the audience immediately to apologize, otherwise I will kill you on behalf of the country immediately!"

Long Qiuhui and the people around him were collectively surprised: What a big deal?

"you--"

The yellow-haired young man did not see the ID clearly, but Ye Zixuan's righteousness scared him. In the face of life and death, he woke up three points, wondering if it was a young man from the capital who visited privately? Otherwise, how could he ignore his warning, ignore the name of Buddha, and even shout that he wanted to kill his father, and explode his head in public. This is either a strong man or a water in his mind.

Ye Zixuan doesn’t feel like he is in his brain. Is it because he has a great origin?

At this time, Ye Zixuan was counting down coldly: "Three, Two, One," one, and then again, the voice was without any human emotion.

The yellow-haired young man who could not see through Ye Zixuan's depth trembled slightly, and finally did not dare to joke with his head, and kowtowed with resentful eyes:

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't drive drunk, I shouldn't drive, I shouldn't scare people with guns, I shouldn't bully people with power. I'm willing to accept legal punishment,,,"

Long Qiuhui walked to Ye Zixuan, grabbed the red notebook and glanced at him, and was furious: "Your uncle!"
Chapter completed!