Chapter 58

It's not that Wang Hu likes to be busy, it's because he was sent to the police this time, and he was also assigned by his superiors.

Wang Dafu's administrative level is at the deputy department level, and when dealing with the leaders of the city, he usually has his nostrils turned upside down. How could he look up to Wang Hu and the others, who can't even reach the departmental level?

Wang Hu's visit to Pingyuan Factory to check the situation was actually arranged by Director Guo Shuanzhu after he received a call from Wang Dafu, so it would be impossible to hand over a job without bringing back a clear solution.

"Whose little bastard, what are you making trouble for?" Before Wang Hu could say anything, a little policeman next to him scolded him first.

Hearing this, Fan Wubing's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he stared straight at the little policeman. Seeing that his face was flushed, obviously drunk, he nodded and said, "Whose family are you wearing mourning clothes?" Little brat?"

The policeman was furious. At that time, their uniforms were all white, which was indeed the same color as the mourning uniforms. The nearby policemen were very annoyed when they heard this, and even Wang Hu's face turned blue.

"What are you talking about—" The little policeman naturally refused to be insulted by such a young child, relying on his drunkenness, and regardless of how the people around him looked at him, he walked over and grabbed Fan Wubing by the shoulder clothes.

Before everyone could react, Fan Wubing's shoulders trembled, his two small hands grabbed the policeman's wrist like lightning, and he kicked the policeman's ankle quickly with his left leg, as if throwing him over the shoulder. Usually, the policeman was thrown out.

The little policeman's 100-pound body immediately flew up, jumped up from the crowd, and landed on his buttocks after turning twice .

"Hiss—" Wang Hu sucked in a breath of cold air.

This kid is still a trainer! Although the little policeman is only in his early twenties, he has been working in the criminal police team for more than two years. The idle gangsters are really no match for him. Who knows that he was thrown out by a preschool child like this!

He was thrown, and the little policeman was 80% sober. He felt something hot dripping down his face. When he reached out to touch it, it was sticky and covered with blood. It turned out that his forehead was broken. Suddenly, he yelled, "Assault the police—"

"Assaulting the police, you have the nerve to call yourself a policeman with your appearance? You are expected to rely on you to protect the lives and property of the people, hmph—" Fan Wubing snorted disapprovingly, with a look of contempt down to the bone. The look in his eyes made Wang Hu, who has been a policeman for more than ten years, feel ashamed.

The onlookers stopped doing it. Although the target was a child, his own person was thrown out. This place had to be found, so five or six policemen surrounded him, trying to get Fan Wu The disease was caught.

"The police beat someone—" "You are so grown-ups, you are not ashamed to bully a child?!" Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted in dissatisfaction, and there was some commotion.

But what happened next was even more shocking.

Only two policemen put their hands on Fan Wubing's shoulders, and they were thrown out like sandbags. If it wasn't for Fan Wubing's unwillingness to make matters worse, and he kept his hands, it would have scratched the skin a bit. So easy.

Even so, the two policemen who were thrown out also lay on the ground moaning and moaning for a long time, unable to get up, and they were regarded as temporarily losing their combat effectiveness. The few remaining policemen were stunned and wanted to retreat, but they were blocked by the surrounding crowd. Fan Wubing was no longer polite, turned around quickly, threw these people out, and finally said coolly, "If you don't offend me, I won't offend you."

When Wang Hu was not sure what to do, a policeman who was thrown out wiped his nosebleed and moaned, "Captain Wang, this kid is like a piece of iron, whoever touches it will bleed!"

Just when everyone was watching the excitement, not knowing what would happen next, a sudden gunshot broke the chaos.

Wang Hu took out his pistol and fired into the sky.

The chaotic crowd suddenly fell silent, Fan Wubing looked coldly at Wang Hu who raised his gun to the sky, and did not speak.

"Come here a few people, and arrest the little guy! Let me see if anyone makes trouble again, arrest them together!" Wang Hu was furious. Although the police have guns, they usually don't pull them out. It's more of a deterrent Strength, it's a pity that it's impossible to use the gun at this time. The policemen I brought with me are like sandbags in front of this kid, Fan Wubing, who have no strength to fight back.

But he didn't dare to shoot at Fan Wubing, he just fired a shot at the sky as a warning, just a joke, if Fan Wubing was really knocked down with one shot, he would not be able to bear the notoriety of killing the flowers of the motherland Forever! If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would believe that even a dozen policemen couldn't deal with a three-year-old child? !

If this word is spread, what will everyone think of the people's police? Do you still want to dawdle in the public security system in the future?

The rest of the policemen who had nothing to do immediately rushed forward, wanting to arrest Fan Wubing. They thought that Dui Wang had pulled out his guns and fired warning shots at this moment, and the children should have no intention of resisting. ?

"Ouch—" "Ouch—"

Howling again, Fan Wubing followed suit and threw the last few people out.

You, you, you—you think the gun in my hand is a toy? ! Seeing that Fan Wubing ignored the weapon in his hand, Wang Hu felt a little nervous!

"What's wrong?!" Fan Wubing waved his hands leisurely at this time, looked at Wang Hu with disdain and said, "I'm afraid of you if you hold a water gun in your hand?! I have a lot of that stuff! If you have the guts, come over and do a couple of tricks!"

water gun? ! Wang Hu suddenly felt powerless.

yes! To adults, you can say put your hands up, or shoot to kill! But for such a small preschooler, can you threaten him with a pistol? ! Even if you threaten him with a pistol, does he know what it is? ! Even if he knows what it is, do you really dare to shoot it brazenly? ? Even if you dared to shoot him brazenly, what should you do with the hundreds of people around you? !

There are so many mouths, why block them? !

Wang Hu suddenly realized that he really didn't know what to do. The child in front of him really couldn't handle it!

Fan Wubing stood there looking down on the world, as if he was saying to Wang Hu, Lao Tzu is a piece of iron, if you have the guts, you can come up and touch it, I can't let your blood go, Lao Tzu's Fan is written backwards!