"Old dragon, don't get excited..."
"Don't get excited." Long Zhiwen's violent temper came up, and he immediately rushed to talk: "I said, how can you be so kind, if you are really a top, you artillery people are willing to stuff me here?"
"Okay, Lao Long", Lu Hongfeng smiled secretly. He didn't expect that the Demon King would do something to him before he arrived. He really underestimated him, so he asked: "Just tell me, ask for a few bottles. Wine, a few cigarettes."
"At least one box of Moutai, two Furong Kings."
"Grass, your kid belongs to the landlord's old wealth, exploiting the hardworking people! I don't." Hearing Long Zhiwen's lion open his mouth, he naturally wouldn't agree.
"Okay, Lao Lu, you can do it, don't you? I will return your stabbing soldier to you tomorrow."
"Don't don't don't, can't I give it back? But this soldier is a good piece of iron, old dragon, no matter what, you must forge him into a good piece of steel!" Lu Hongfeng's voice instantly became serious.
"I said Lao Lu, is he your illegitimate child or your relative? You have such a big blood?"
After Long Zhiwen asked, there was a momentary silence on the other end of the phone. After ten seconds, only a heavy voice came:
"He is the son of Jiang Yaoguo and Zhou Hui, and the grandson of Jiang Jianguo."
Long Zhiwen’s hand holding the phone trembled for an instant. Sixteen years ago, at that time, he was just a combat staff officer. Fortunately, he saw the English Island incident in the archives. Since then, the name Jiang Yaoguo has been deeply rooted in his heart, not only that. , Jiang Jianguo was still his former monitor and master, so he replied faintly:
"Lao Lu, I will accept this gift. I don't want the wine and cigarettes. I will pay you the gift. That's it, hang it up."
Lu Hongfeng, who was far away in Nancheng, looked at the phone in his hand, shook his head with a smile, and said to himself:
"This old dragon, asked me to have something to pay me back. Let me wait. Hey, this little bastard devil is enough for you to drink a few pots."
In the border town police station, Jiang Minghao was taken to an interrogation room alone. His hands and feet were shackled and locked on an iron chair. He completely treated him as a dangerous felon. Jiang Minghao observed the people outside the door with his own perspective. Scenario, I saw a middle-aged man with thieves and squirrel eyes walking in. The word'guard assistant' was clearly written on the armband. The first thing to enter the door was to turn off the camera, holding a rubber baton in his hand. This is a pendulum. Knowing that you want to serve yourself (which means to beat someone).
"Boy, you're so fucking blind, it's indispensable to provoke someone from the Huang family, it's indispensable to break an arm, no wonder I am!"
"you dare"! Jiang Minghao cursed righteously: "His Huang family is a bird. I want to kill him in minutes. When the time comes, let alone you, even your head, I'll slap you together!"
The police assistant listened to it and found it funny. He has seen a lot of madness in this city. He has never seen such a madman. He dared to yell and kill the fourth son of the Huang family. He couldn't do it, so he grabbed the baton and walked in:
"Do you know that in this city, except for the Huang family, anyone who kills is not breaking the law? Tell you, this is my uniform." After he raised his stick, he said to Jiang Minghao.
"Humph!" Jiang Minghao shouted coldly, "Without this dog skin, can the card in your pocket support you for the rest of your life?"
amount·····
The baton in the hands of the thief-eyed police assistant stopped in the air for an instant. Even though he was only a contract worker, he could be considered exquisite and exquisite from the city management position. He was shocked. How did this kid know that I had a bank card in my pocket
Seeing that the other party was stunned, Jiang Minghao knew that his words had shocked him, staring into his eyes and continued:
"How many are there in the card? Ten thousand? Fifty thousand? One hundred thousand..." When it came to one hundred thousand, the assistant's eyes flickered and Jiang Minghao concluded that the Huang family gave him one hundred thousand. Buying one of your own arms, this damn despise yourself too much, the uncle's arm is worth one hundred thousand? So continue to attack the other side psychological warfare.
"Do you think my arm is valuable or your dog's skin is valuable? Without this dog's skin, one hundred thousand can feed you for a lifetime?"
Hearing this, Jing Fu felt a little scared. In front of this young man, he felt like he was naked and seen through. Who is this guy? How did he know that he had a one hundred thousand bank card in his pocket? If it's really like what he said, killing Huang Shilang in minutes, then what is it for yourself? At that time, don't say that this little police station can't tolerate yourself, it is estimated that you will have to flee to leave the border town.
Seeing the middle-aged man in front of him hesitating, his eyes twitching in the mouse-like eye sockets, Jiang Minghao knew that his psychological warfare was half-successful, so he took advantage of the victory and pursued:
"It should be a policeman who gave you the card? Or it's your head. If something goes wrong, he can put the blame on you. Anyway, you are a contract worker and he is a civil servant in the establishment. You have a dog's skin. Even the 100,000 yuan in your pocket may not be saved. You have to be charged with corruption, bribery, and violent law enforcement. But what about him? Not only did he get more money than you, but he was also unscathed, yourself. Weigh it."
"Hey!" The police assistant immediately changed his face. In this world, multiple friends are better than multiple enemies, especially for the low-level laborers like him, who have to see the wind and take everything and throw away the baton in his hand. He took out the key and opened the shackles to Jiang Minghao, and kept chanting:
"Young Master Jiang, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, you know, I'm just a part-time worker, and I can't help myself. You adults don't care about villains..."
Jiang Minghao smiled and looked at him flatteringly. In this life, he likes to deal with two kinds of people. One is like Liu Wei, who is persistent and like-minded, without much nonsense, and the other is like the police assistant in front of him. Flattery, use a little bit of psychological tactics to keep flattering.
"Mr. Officer, what do you call?"
Jiang Minghao took advantage of the situation and slapped his flattery. After a long period of stimulation, it will make people feel comfortable. This psychological warfare is a spring. If you are strong, it will be weak. If you are weak, it will be strong. The key lies in your attitude towards form and enemies. Grasp of his personality and thoughts in his heart.
"Hey, it's easy to talk, just call me Wang Dalong, no need to call the police officer."
When Wang Dalong heard the word "police officer", his heart was full of joy. The more a person wants, the more he refuses. Jiang Minghao knows that he actually values the title of police officer in his heart, so he whispered:
"I don't know if we don't know each other, I'll call your brother Wang, okay?"
"Young Shao Jiang, you are killing me, you like it." Hearing Jiang Minghao calling himself brother and brother, the face with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks had already blossomed with joy.
"Brother Wang, let's be honest, when will you be a big head when you work as a police assistant?" Jiang Minghao had a plan in his heart. This loss can't be for nothing. I, his mother, almost broke his arm. Even the bird in the crotch didn't look up.
Just when Wang Dalong wanted to complain, the door of the interrogation room opened, and a policeman walked in. Seeing Wang Dalong nodded and bowed like a shopkeeper, he immediately cursed with a straight face:
"Natural slave morality, do you look like a policeman?" He gave a vicious wink by the way, scared Wang Dalong and immediately bowed his head and said nothing. Jiang Minghao recognized him. The policeman was just outside the door. The guy who gave Wang Dalong the card was also Wang Dalong's mouth, he couldn't help touching his nose, and smiled lightly at the corners of his mouth.
"You are Jiang Minghao"? The policeman stared at him disdainfully and said, "Someone comes on bail, you can go." He left the interrogation room without looking back. After all, he and the fourth young master of the Huang family were on the same side, so naturally they were stunned by the other party.
"Brother Wang, who is he? So fucking." Jiang Minghao asked pretending to be ignorant.
"Jiang Shao, he is our head Zhou Tao, in fact, he is also from the Huang family. Even if he arranged for me to break your arm, I can't help it."
"Brother Wang, I didn't mean to blame you, so I just ask you, do you believe me?"
"Believe, why don't you believe it? We are brothers now."
When Jiang Minghao saw his twinkling eyes, he knew that this kid was right and wrong, so he quietly analyzed it for him:
"He gave you one hundred thousand yuan and asked you to interrupt my arm. You didn't do it. Instead, you called me a brother to go out. Do you think your one hundred thousand yuan is stable? Maybe he will still Put on your little shoes."
"Ah? What should I do?" Wang Dalong listened to his analysis and immediately panicked, "Young Master Jiang, I still have a family to support!"
"Brother Wang, don't worry, since we are brothers, I will protect you. Give me the card in your pocket, and I will help you turn this police assistant into a policeman!"
Jiang Minghao said, with a hint of evil at the corners of his mouth, he felt a chill on the back of Wang Dalong's neck. Now he is desperate. This 100,000 is also worth his two-year salary. He gritted his teeth and took it out of his pocket to hand it in. To Jiang Minghao:
"Young Shao Jiang, I believe you." But his pale face and dull eyes can also tell that he is desperate and ready to take a gamble.
Jiang Minghao took the card, flipped his wrist, and the card slipped into his sleeves silently. This was his unique skill of picking up girls back then, but he didn't expect to use it at this time.
After doing this, Jiang Minghao whispered a few words into Wang Dalong's ear, and then the little police assistant froze for a moment, and said with a smile: "Younger Jiang, don't worry, I'll do it now."
After exiting the door of the interrogation room, Jiang Minghao completed the formalities under the leadership of Wang Dalong and came to the director’s office. From a distance, he saw a 50-year-old soldier sitting there, all righteous and upright in this small office. Suddenly, the momentum suddenly appeared, as if the entire air pressure had been lowered because of this. This was the blood of death on the field of life and death. Where did Wang Dalong have seen such a scene, and the big beads of sweat instantly flooded his forehead.
Looking at the general star shining on the soldier's shoulder and the majestic and cold face, Jiang Minghao recognized him. This is the commander of the Border City Military Region Long Zhiwen, the iron-blooded hero on the battlefield, and countless bullet wounds on his body. Jiang Minghao had I saw a picture of him in the information, so he immediately turned from a ruffian to a solemn soldier, stepped forward to Long Zhiwen, saluted a standard military salute, and yelled:
"Report, student Sun Minghao came to report."
"Humph", Long Zhiwen snorted coldly without turning his head back: "You guy has a lot of face. Let Lao Tzu, the commander of the military region, come to fish you and see how I go back to clean up you."
Although Long Zhiwen's words were full of punishment, Zhou Tao on the side was shocked. How could an ordinary student let a military commander come on bail himself? Unless he has a great background, even though he is working for the Huang family, he still has to find opportunities to please him, so as not to steal the fish and make a fuss.