Chapter 888 You Won’t Know the Pain Until You Hit the Wall

Chapter 888 If you don’t kick the iron plate, you won’t know that your feet hurt.

From the bottom of her heart, Liu Juan didn't think that her innocent and charming little cousin would do anything. However, the house that classmate Chu Chu mentioned just now made Liu Juan feel unsure. My little cousin studied graphic design in college, and she was about to graduate in a year. She said she was working outside during the summer vacation and had not returned home. Her uncle and aunt were worried and asked her to come over and see her. Who knew? Encountered such a thing?

The man next to me has a huge career, and she can't let him take a detour because of her.

Holding a cup of tea, Liu Juan was thinking silently in her heart, but Zhao Jianhui asked her with a smile: "Didn't you also call your cousin's classmates? Why haven't they come over yet?"

As Zhao Jianhui was talking, he heard a harsh laugh, and then the man with the flat head he had seen in the park appeared in front of the two of them.

"What a coincidence!" This guy's laughter was so terrifying at this moment. He sat next to Liu Juan without waiting for anyone to let him go. The girl he was bringing with him originally wanted to get in front of Zhao Jianhui, but he wanted to After thinking about it, he still stood behind him.

The crew-cut man smiled proudly, looked at Zhao Jianhui, and said with a smile: "Little brother, it seems that we are quite destined. You don't mind if I sit next to your girlfriend, do you? Haha, in fact, this beautiful girl It’s not certain whether the lady is your girlfriend! Do you understand what I’m saying?”

Zhao Jianhui ignored him and silently picked up the cigarette on the table. Seeing the cigarette case in Zhao Jianhui's hand, the flat-headed man's eyes froze. After thinking about it, he smiled and said to Zhao Jianhui: "Little brother, the quality of the cigarettes is not low. Why are these Chinese cigarettes different from those bought on the market?" Same thing, what do you do?”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to take the cigarette case in Zhao Jianhui's hand and look at it. He said that he had seen and smoked Chinese cigarettes often, but this was the first time he had seen the long and flat box in Zhao Jianhui's hand with two golden bars on the top and bottom of the box.

"Get out..." Just now in the park, Zhao Jianhui also felt that what he did was a bit arrogant. If he was misunderstood, he couldn't blame others entirely. If he was angry, he could only endure it. But this guy actually chased himself and Liu Juan to this place. It was obvious that the other party was persistent and persistent, and he was indeed a scoundrel. In addition, this guy sat directly next to Liu Juan as soon as he came in, and now Zhao Jianhui was really angry.

"Haha, what did you say? Tell me to get out?" The flat-headed man still had a sneer on his face just now, but it immediately turned into a face full of frost: "Do you know who you are talking to? I now suspect that you are... oh... ...That illegal transaction, take out your ID card and let me see it..."

Zhao Jianhui sipped the tea in silence, and Liu Juan stood up, walked slowly to Zhao Jianhui, sneered and said, "You are not worthy..."

When she said this, the crew-cut man immediately laughed again: "Sister, you don't know what I do, do you? It's not up to you to decide whether I'm worthy or not..." As he said this, he took out something from his big pants. He picked up a pistol and slapped it on the table with a clang: "Do you know now? Take out your ID card and hurry up..."

Seeing that this man was actually carrying a pistol, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but look stunned. Liu Juan's body trembled and she leaned closer to Zhao Jianhui.

Zhao Jianhui's face darkened, he took a puff of cigarette and asked, "Are you a gangster? Otherwise, are you a policeman? How dare you use the Federal Reserve sign here? I think the police are more respectable, right?"

The man with the crew cut smiled and said: "Little brother is quite smart, so let's open the skylight and tell the truth. I am a policeman when I put on the police uniform, and I am what you think I am when I take off the police uniform. You and this woman The things he did were illegal, do you understand what I’m saying?”

Zhao Jianhui frowned, blew out a smoke ring and said, "You mean I leave and she stays?" The crew-cut man nodded with a smile on his face: "It seems you still have some sense of humor, I guess you're on your way..." He said while As he said that, he stretched out a finger and pointed towards the door from his shoulder: "You know the truth, get out of here now. If I am in a good mood, I won't arrest you and send you to jail."

Zhao Jianhui shook his head: "A person like you is also a policeman. I really don't know whether it is true or false?"

When the flat-headed man saw that Zhao Jianhui was still here, his face turned cold and he said, "Whether you want to leave or not, I'm so fucking fussy, I..." Before he could finish his words, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, followed by a snap. , Zhao Jianhui slapped him in the face.

"Damn it, you dare to hit me..." The flat-headed man lowered his head and looked for a gun on the table, but the table was empty, and there was no trace of the pistol anywhere.

"You don't have to look for it. I will confiscate this gun for you now." Zhao Jianhui raised his hand, holding the same pistol he had just slapped on the table.

"Boy, you two are doing illegal things in the park. As a police officer, I have been following you for a long time. Now you dare to attack the police and steal the police firearm. You are just waiting to be beaten. Go to jail..."

Zhao Jianhui turned his head, looked at Liu Juan standing next to him and asked with a smile: "Have we been to the park? Have we seen this scum?"

Liu Juan shook her head and smiled: "No."

Zhao Jianhui then asked: "Then when Director Liu comes, do you believe me or him?"

Liu Juan looked at the man with a flat head and sneered: "Of course I believe you. Some people are always so self-righteous that they don't know that their feet hurt unless they are kicked on an iron plate. Just now you told him to go away and he would go away." If you do, you might be able to live for two more years, but it’s too late to regret it now.”

Zhao Jianhui smiled and nodded: "You are absolutely right. Even if he wants to run now, do you think he will be faster than the bullet?" As he said this, Zhao Jianhui opened the safety and loaded the bullet with a loud bang.

The crew-cut man opposite was about to stand up and go out to fetch reinforcements. Upon hearing his words, he immediately sat back obediently.

"Misfortune comes from the mouth. This old saying is still true. If some people talk nonsense, it will not only be as simple as a few years in prison." The little girl standing behind the crew-cut man turned pale with fright. Zhao Jianhui pointed lightly with his hand and sat down on the floor with a sound: "It's nothing to do with me, I don't know anything..."

Liu Juan snorted and said: "I'm not telling you, why are you nervous? As long as you forget everything you should forget, no one will make things difficult for you." Looking at the black muzzle of the gun in Zhao Jianhui's hand, The flat-headed man was trembling in his heart, thinking if he was telling her to hear it, then he was telling it to me? Do you really fucking dare to shoot in this place?

However, when he saw that Zhao Jianhui opened the safety and loaded the bullet in one go, and that the pistol was more slippery than in his own hand, he knew that the young man opposite must have touched a gun and was very familiar with its performance. Now There is no need for him to take risks and try to see if he has the guts.

"You... what on earth are you doing? Give me my gun, and let's keep our peace..."

Zhao Jianhui whispered: "Do you understand now? It's a pity that it's too late."

The crew-cut man looked at Zhao Jianhui nervously and asked, "Then... what do you want to do?" Zhao Jianhui then smiled, looked at the crew-cut man, shook his head, pointed at the door and said, "What should we do? Ask him later, If you know him, then you are a real policeman..."

Following Zhao Jianhui's words, Liu Yang, dressed in casual clothes, appeared in front of Zhao Jianhui: "I'm sorry, Zhao Jianhui, I was having dinner with seven friends just now. I rushed over after receiving your call..."

Zhao Jianhui pointed to the flat-headed man and asked, "Do you know this person?"

Liu Yang looked at the crew cut seriously, shook his head and said, "I've never seen him before, who is this?..." The person sitting with Secretary Zhao, naturally Liu Yang's tone was very polite.

The moment the crew-cut man saw him, his mind couldn't help but buzz. Isn't this Director Liu of the Municipal Bureau? How did he get here? Seeing that he is so polite to this young man, what does this man do?

Even if the man with the crew cut was really a policeman, as the director of the city bureau, it was normal for Liu Yang not to recognize him. Therefore, Zhao Jianhui asked the flat-headed man: "Do you know him?"

The flat-headed man nodded quickly: "This is Director Liu, who is in charge of the work of the Municipal Bureau... Director Liu, I am Gao Daxiong, director of Wenyuan Police Station of Qinhe Branch. Do you still remember that Director Shen and I had a drink with you?" Where’s the wine…”

At this time, Liu Yang had already noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere. How can a small director be friends with the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee? Besides, the faces of Gao Daxiong and the woman sitting on the ground behind him were not normal. It was obvious that they were frightened.

Looking at the pistol in Zhao Jianhui's hand, Liu Yang couldn't help but be startled. He thought to himself, "What is Secretary Zhao doing? Why is he playing with a gun for nothing?"

Zhao Jianhui glanced at Gao Daxiong and couldn't help but laugh: "So you are really a policeman, and you are actually a director? Explain your problem clearly and go to the prison to live for a while..." Zhao Jianhui said as he spoke , his sharp eyes flashed, and he said sternly: "Explain the problem carefully, maybe... you will still have the day to come out..."

"I, I...you, you...who are you?" Until this moment, Gao Daxiong still wanted to find out Zhao Jianhui's identity. In his opinion, judging from Director Liu's attitude towards this person, this young man must also be a "big shot" in official terms. It is all his fault that he is blind and fails to recognize Taishan today.

But even if you admit defeat, you still have to know whose hands it was, right? Find someone to find out the details of this person. If you can threaten with violence, use violence. If that doesn't work, use money. No matter what, you can't really live in prison for a few years as he said, right? Can the feeling inside be pleasant?

The number in this chapter is very auspicious, 888. I hope it can bring good luck to everyone.