Also, if you say that I am with him, you must provide evidence.

Otherwise, if you say this, it will also be very unfavorable testimony for you in court, indicating that you are an untrustworthy talker, do you understand what I mean?"

"You, you guys!" The man in the plaid shirt was frightened and angry, squeezing his injured hand and shaking uncontrollably, his face was turning red and blue, and he obviously didn't know how to respond.

Suddenly, the man in the plaid shirt sobbed and couldn't help but shed tears of humiliation: "You guys, you are too bullying! There is no such thing! I, I am obviously the victim, my fingers are like this, and you still..."

"Ah!" The girl with braids from before immediately jumped over and scolded her.

"You secretly photographed my friend first, and then you were caught and ran away. They were brave enough to catch you, and you hurt yourself, so you took the opportunity to frame others? When the frame-up failed, you pretended to be wronged and shed tears? Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, I have seen shameless people.

I have never seen such a shameless scum like you, bah! Scum!"

"That's right!" Hu Qiang also reacted and quickly said to the police in an upright manner, "Comrade police, you must not let go of such shameless villains who have done bad things and then beat them up. You must enforce the law on an equal basis and cannot let it go."

The people are so chilled!”

When Hu Qiang said this, a group of onlookers immediately pointed at the man in the plaid shirt, obviously condemning the man in the plaid shirt.

The two policemen looked at each other again, and then the forty-year-old police officer said sternly to Hu Qiang: "Don't worry, we will never let a bad guy go, and we will enforce the law impartially!"

After saying that, the middle-aged police officer walked up to the man in the plaid shirt who was still crying and said: "Okay, stop crying, stop acting, it's just doing bad things, you still want to frame others, now you kick me on the iron plate, you know

That's awesome.

Come back to me quickly and confess, and finish the matter as soon as possible so that you will suffer less."

"Comrade police!" The man in the plaid shirt looked at the middle-aged policeman with tears on his face and said with an aggrieved look.

"One code equals the other. I admit the secret photos, but, my fingers were really not done by me, but by that man. Everything I said is true! They, they are a group, they are a partner

Bully me!"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense!" the middle-aged policeman glared, "How can you be justified after doing bad things? Seeing that your hand is injured, I won't cuff you. Follow me back to the police station."

"Then I have to go to the hospital first, right?" The man in the plaid shirt cried, "At least let me heal my hand first. My fingers are connected to my heart. It really hurts."

Just when the policeman frowned, Hu Qiang took the initiative to walk over and said: "Comrade policeman, it's like this. Although he asked for trouble and hurt himself, he framed me and wrongfully accused me. He is a complete scumbag."

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But I don't remember the faults of villains, so there is no need to worry about a scumbag like him.

Well, I've learned some bone-setting techniques from Chinese medicine. Why don't you let me see his fingers?

Let me see, the problem with his finger is just a minor problem. He hit the ground when he fell and was accidentally dislocated. I can fix his bone and recover without going to the hospital."

Speaking of this, Hu Qiang looked at the man in the plaid shirt and smiled slightly: "Of course, you have to agree."

The middle-aged policeman looked at Hu Qiang and then at the man in the plaid shirt: "What did you say?"

The man in the plaid shirt just frowned and was about to refuse, when Hu Qiang suddenly said quietly: "Friend, your dislocated finger can be big or small. It needs early treatment and symptomatic treatment.

If the doctor's skills are not good enough and the bone-setting techniques are not good enough, even if the patient is taken back, there will still be hidden dangers.

If there are hidden dangers, and you may get dislocated frequently in the future, or your fingers may hurt on cloudy or rainy days, don’t blame me for not warning you.”

Upon hearing this, the man in the plaid shirt immediately woke up.

Indeed, his fingers were broken and dislocated by his opponent, and his technique was so skillful and silky that he looked like a real practitioner.

Since people can dislocate their fingers, there should be no problem in restoring the bones.

On the contrary, if you go to the hospital, if the doctor is not qualified enough and the connection is broken, there may be sequelae.

It's late afternoon now. Usually at this time, the really powerful orthopedic outpatient specialists have all gotten off work and gone to the hospital, probably also to the emergency room for treatment.

Even if an emergency doctor has good medical skills, he or she may not have the expertise of an orthopedic surgeon.

What's more, I was secretly filming girls' skirts and injured myself while escaping. If the doctor knew about this, it would be terrible if he deliberately left some hidden dangers.

This guy with glasses is different. He probably doesn't want me to pursue the matter any further and will definitely fix it for me.

This group of people all looked very powerful, and they obviously knew each other and were all in the same group.

Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend!

Unlucky for me!

Thinking of this, the man in the plaid shirt gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I admit my mistake and ask for help from my elder brother. As long as I can connect this finger, I, I promise to forget the past."

"Let bygones be bygones?" Hu Qiang raised his eyebrows with a look of surprise on his face.

"No, brother, I made a mistake." The man in the plaid shirt said quickly, "Brother, you're right, it's my fault. I was careless and injured my hand.

This, as long as big brother can cure me, I will definitely thank you and sincerely thank you for your enthusiastic help!"

Hu Qiang nodded in an elegant and easy-going manner: "Although you are a scumbag, since you begged me like this, I will help you once. Alas, who makes me kind-hearted and can't bear to see others suffer."

The man in the plaid shirt sniffed, tears streaming down his face again: "Brother, you are such a good person!"
Chapter completed!