Chapter 11 Nowhere to Escape

Feng Jun's appearance and figure have changed quite a bit since he became a master, but no matter how he changes, his general outline cannot be changed.

The girl went into the Hongjie Club the day before yesterday just to have some fun, but she had some impression of the waiter who had served her.

She had doubts in her heart, so she asked. Feng Jun smiled and shook his head, "I'm afraid you remembered it wrong?"

The girl stared at him for a while, then shook her head thoughtfully, "My memory is not that bad. Do you really not remember me?"

How could Feng Jun forget her? Although strictly speaking, what impressed him most was the girl in yellow shirt who didn't do much.

The girl is also nearly 1.7 meters tall. She is wearing a light yellow short-sleeved shirt and a light yellow knee-length princess skirt. She has long flowing hair and picturesque eyebrows. She is so beautiful that it is intoxicating, but also elegant and refined, making people unable to help but feel "but... The feeling of "looking at it from a distance but not playing with it".

It mainly depends on temperament, which means that kind of feeling...well, even if it doesn't depend on temperament, she can still captivate a country.

The icing on the cake is the irresistible youthful atmosphere.

With Liu Shuming's wide variety of recipes, he didn't dare to be disrespectful to the Huangshan girl. He just touched the girl's companions, but was beaten up by the four girls.

Feng Jun is a person who thinks very highly of himself, and he can't help but feel ashamed when facing that girl.

He knew very well in his heart that such a girl was not something he could have - well, at least at that time, he was not qualified to have that beauty without the adventure.

Even if you have it, it is temporary and cannot last long.

At this moment, regarding the question from the girl in front of him, he retracted those reveries and smiled faintly, "Sorry, you must have remembered it wrong. I have never met you."

She looked at him girlishly for a while, then nodded hesitantly, "Okay, anyway, you saved me today. Now...can I trouble you with something?"

Feng Jun pondered for a moment, then nodded, "If it's not too complicated, it doesn't matter."

Honestly speaking, this guy's answer is a bit embarrassing. After all, the other person is a girl in her early twenties, her appearance is comparable to Xiao Li, and her pair of slender white legs under hot pants are even more exciting, and he actually poses An "I'm busy" attitude.

The girl's face also changed slightly. She obviously felt that her self-esteem was a little hurt, but she didn't care about her benefactor. "Let's go to the police station to report the crime together. Not only did you save me, you are also an eyewitness."

"Report a crime?" Feng Jun gnashed his teeth. "How much money do you have in this bag? It is impossible to file a case for less than two thousand yuan."

Brother, I'm being polite when I say that. The standard for filing a case of two thousand yuan refers to the completion of the case, and your... is just an attempt!

The girl patted her bag and said proudly, "My bag is worth two thousand eighty, what do you think?"

She is still a little rich woman. When Feng Jun thought that his new mobile phone was only 2,699, he couldn't help but feel a little... that something.

Of course, he would not be so bored that he would be jealous of a little girl, so he smiled slightly and said, "I go there for the money, not the package. This doesn't count."

Indeed, thieves today are so hateful. When he was working hard in the south, he also encountered thieves on long-distance buses.

At that time, he had been working for more than 20 hours and was in a hurry to get back. He took a nap in the car and it was stolen.

He lost more than 500 yuan, but what made him even more depressed was that his suit worth more than 3,000 yuan had a big cut and could no longer be worn.

He was so distressed at that time that if he could negotiate with the thief, he would rather hand over the five hundred yuan - yes, I deserve it if my sleep is stolen, but can you let my clothes go? It's a pity that I just keep up appearances like this.

If this little girl was really stolen by a thief, the bag would basically be an accessory. What the thief cares about is the property inside, and the police may not include the bag.

But the girl shook her head and said confidently, "No, if you don't report the crime, I can still catch that guy, but it's better to go through the process after all."

Feng Jun looked at her in shock: "That means the items in your bag are really not worth two thousand yuan?"

The girl's face turned slightly red, "I have more than two thousand yuan in my card, and I also have a mobile phone... I said, no one told you that your thinking is strange?"

Feng Jun blinked and shook his head slowly, "I've already helped you, so I won't do it as a witness. I'm very busy."

After saying that, he turned around and left, "I'm very sorry."

"Hey," the girl called him from behind, "Who is that? I can give you money!"

Can I buy it with money? Feng Jun hummed in his heart, you really look down on people.

However, his footsteps finally paused for a moment, and then he quickly left - there was nothing he could do, people are poor and have short ambitions.

At about eight o'clock the next day, Feng Jun was practicing thrusting in the Hongjie Club. Several people walked in outside the gate. Not long after, a face appeared on his head. It was the girl beside her yesterday. , and two policemen.

The girl looked at him condescendingly, with a proud smile on her lips, "Do you think I can't find you?"

"Oh," Feng Jun put down the barbell, stood up slowly, and spoke with a sad face, "I said, it's not me who snatched your bag... Are you so worried about it?"

The girl stared at him and said seriously, "You made fun of me yesterday for being poor."

"No," Feng Jun shook his head... Being resented by a woman, especially a narrow-minded woman, is really terrible.

He denied it firmly, "I can't even afford a bag worth more than 2,000 yuan, so how can I make fun of you?"

The girl asked aggressively again, "Then why are you unwilling to be a witness?"

Feng Jun spread his hands helplessly, "I told you, beauty... I'm very busy. I have to survive and work."

"You're lying," the girl stared into his eyes, her big eyes unblinking, "You dare to say you don't know Liu Shuming?"

There was a hint of vague pride in her eyes, as if a teacher had caught a cheating student.

In fact, she had to put in a lot of effort to find this guy. By accessing Skynet records, she identified this person, and then followed the clues to find the Hongjie Club.

Needless to say what happened next, she finally remembered that she had been to this club the day before yesterday.

And the younger brother who received his group was the guy who took action.

Then her memory completely woke up, and she remembered that the guy who intercepted her seemed to be from Hongjie Club. Although the guy was masked, his general body shape was unmistakable.

The person who intercepted him and rescued him was actually a colleague. This matter... shouldn't be that simple, right?

Feng Jun was stunned for a moment, knowing that he couldn't hide it, so he nodded happily, "I know him."

"It seems he didn't come today," the girl squinted at him, "He knew I would come looking for him?"

Your IQ... seems to be a little overdue. Feng Jun rolled his eyes helplessly, "He has a broken head, so of course he can't come."

The girl was stunned for a moment, then spoke again, "Okay, let's not talk about him first... He robbed in a mask, did he want to create a chance for you to be a hero and save the beauty?"

It’s time to supplement your imagination... Feng Jun became more and more helpless, "You are not that beautiful, are you... Well, he stole my reception business that day, do you still expect him to help me? He is The coach in the clubhouse, I’m just a waiter.”

A female police officer couldn't stand it anymore and asked sternly, "Since you also recognized him as Liu Shuming, why didn't you tell the victim and refused to testify... Do you know what the crime of harboring is?"

Feng Jun hesitated, spread his hands, and replied in a bachelor's manner, "We are colleagues, and we always have to consider the company's image. Although the company doesn't treat me well, the boss is quite reasonable and appreciates me... quite a lot."

After a pause, he asked again, "Besides, Liu Shuming's criminal behavior can only be considered an attempt, right?"

The female police officer snorted disapprovingly. Just before she spoke, she heard a voice not far away, "Hey, come to our club wearing a police uniform. Are you... planning to build a fitness center jointly built by the police and the public?"

The onlookers of the club employees and customers stepped aside, and a beautiful, tall woman walked over.

It was Zhang Weihong, the general manager of the club, who came.

The policewoman also knew Sister Hong's name. She replied with a little helplessness, "Sister Hong, we are handling a case."

"Of course we support the police handling the case," Sister Hong had a faint smile on her face. However, it was a formulaic smile, a smile that would reject people thousands of miles away. "But... wouldn't it be better to wear plain clothes? ?”

This requirement seems excessive, UU read www. uukanshu.net is in line with the current market perception. Hongjie Club is known as a cultural company, but it is essentially a service industry. Those engaged in the service industry are most annoyed by the police coming to their door.

Not to mention KTVs, cinemas, hotels and other entertainment venues, even restaurants and antique shops, police officers in uniforms are not allowed to come to the door - who knows what will happen if word spreads?

The policewoman raised her brows, seeming a little impatient, but in the end she explained patiently, "Sister Hong, this case involves revenge and hurting someone, so follow the formal procedures... It's good for us, and it's good for the club."

There was clearly something unfinished in her words.

"I know," Sister Hong nodded, then raised her chin and spoke calmly, "Bring that bastard here."

Two strong men carried Liu Shuming and appeared in front of everyone. Coach Liu's head was shaved into a yin and yang and was wrapped in a thick bandage. His whole person was listless, as if he was a defeated soldier.

"I have the people under control," Sister Hong said expressionlessly, "Our club will never be lenient in combating social evils, but we will not assume responsibilities that are not ours."

"That's good," another male police officer nodded. Compared with his colleagues, his attitude was much kinder. "Thank you very much for your cooperation... Then we will take the person away now."

Sister Hong hesitated for a moment, then spoke up, "Can we understand the situation here now? Everyone should first understand our company's responsibility in this matter... There are still many things in the club."

That is, the famous Hongjie boss dared to talk to the police like this, but another person would not dare to make such a request.

(It’s still a little short of being on the list, calling for clicks, recommendations and collections.)