"Don't move!" Another older officer also drew his gun.

Fu Zhen frowned: "I didn't mean it."

"Are you blind? You don't know that local vehicles are going to get marching vehicles?! Damn, I almost killed you, do you know?" The officer with blood on his forehead kicked Fu Zhen again, but this time the latter did not hide.

On the snow, the man who fell down completely drunk and actually fell two more big piles of farts when he got up.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention." Fu Zhen suppressed the anger in his heart and reached out to help the other party.

The man used Fu Zhen's force to get up from the ground, his eyes were dull, and he glanced at him emptyly: "You still dare to hit me?"

"I didn't hit you..."

"Damn it, are you looking for death?!" The man used the wine and squirted off the armed belt he tied with was completely unreasonable: "Just a stinky sports car like you, I'll beat you to death for nothing, do you know?"

"Bang!"

The armed belt made of pure leather was directly pulled on Fu Zhen's head.

"Do you hide for a while? Do it for me?"

The other party grabbed Fu Zhen's neck collar and pulled it forward hard, while swinging the armed belt with his right hand to whip continuously.

Fu Zhen didn't want to cause trouble, nor did he want to have any conflict with the soldiers, so he endured the mania that was about to relapse, and wanted to be beaten to make the other party vent his anger, and the matter was over.

But unexpectedly, while the two of them were tearing, the other party's armed belt directly shaved Fu Zhen's fake beard, and at the same time grabbed the left hand of his neck and pulled the buttons of his coat apart.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting."

He Lei stepped forward and forced the two of them away, and said to the officer who beat the man: "Sir, sir, can't we be wrong? You said you can pay as much as you want, don't beat me, my elder brother is in poor health..."

The officer reached out to pull Fu Zhen's neck through He Lei. When he was about to speak, he suddenly noticed that Fu Zhen was wearing a military bulletproof vest in the torn collar.

In the planning area, some people carry guns on their bodies, which is not uncommon, but ordinary businessmen can wear a military bulletproof vest, which is so strange.

The man obviously sobered up a little bit. When he looked up, he saw Fu Zhen and saw that his fake beard had fallen halfway.

"Damn it, be careful next time you drive!" The man pointed at Fu Zhen with a belt and cursed, turning around and leaving.

No matter what the other party is doing, they drove two trucks, with at least six or seven people. The man who hit the person felt something was wrong, so he wanted to turn around and leave first.

The other party noticed something was wrong, and it was an official.

Fu Zhen was extremely irritated and turned his head to look around. He saw that the wilderness was pitch black and there was no light. It was snowing again in the sky, making his vision even worse.

"Brother!" Fu Zhen shouted.

The officer who turned around and wanted to leave turned stiffly.

What drank too much?

What is unvirtuous after drinking?

This is all nonsense. Anyone who wants to bully others after drinking and fights with others is to use alcohol to show off his wind and have a bad human nature.

If Fu Zhen and the others were replaced by senior military officials, do you think these people dare to shoot and hit people? Isn’t the reason they took action because they think these people are small vendors? If they crashed, they would vent their anger and beat you up, you would have to endure it.

After the officer turned around, Fu Zhen raised his leg very quickly and kicked it.

"Bang!"

The officer who beat the man flew out at least one meter away and fell heavily to the ground.

"CNM, dare to hit me?" Fu Zhen waved his hand and shouted, "Where is my person?"

"Bang!"

The back door of the truck was pushed open, and four young men in spirit took M-team and jumped down expressionlessly: "Don't move all the time."

The officer holding the gun turned pale in an instant and slowly raised his hand: "Brother, what are you doing?"

"I'm agent of the Dragon Group!"

Fu Zhen was bored with one punch.

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Chapter completed!