"Comrade, traffic policeman, he, he drank too much tonight, I, I'll tell him!" He admitted aggrievedly that he had hosted a banquet.
There was no way, Zhang Xiaoqiang had to quickly appease the monkey's heart before the great sage worsened the situation further.
"Brother Monkey, don't be impulsive. Listen to me. This... going back with them is a necessary step. You are also law enforcement officers and you should be aware of this process. Everything must be investigated and evidenced to give the monsters a chance to defend themselves, right?"
"It doesn't exist! Monsters are monsters. There's no point in distinguishing them. I've always dealt with them with one stick. They thought we had a problem, so they just started to do it. What nonsense are you talking about?"
Damn it, Douzhan Buddha speaks domineeringly, and even as a suspect he is so tough.
"Uh... Don't fight against your own people. Although you belong to different people, you are still in the same system. What I mean is, it's better to sell them to save face, and to show the magnanimity of our heavenly realm. Don't you think so, Brother Monkey?"
He was flattering the Great Sage like he was coaxing a child, but he really didn't want to do this just because he was fighting gods and Buddhas.
After listening to Zhang Xiaoqiang's advice, he reluctantly nodded: "Forget it, I, Sun Quan, will go with them. I want to see what tricks they will play."
The Great Sage nodded, as for the old pig, it would be much easier.
No matter what, he is also familiar with the Eight Honors and Eight Disgraces, an epoch-making master of ****.
"Guys, I have severely criticized and educated him. Now we can leave."
Rolling his eyes at Zhang Xiaoqiang, the traffic policeman surnamed Wang pointed at his vehicle and signaled: "Get in!"
The three of them crowded into the back seat. Before leaving, Zhang Xiaoqiang gave a special instruction to the big man, hoping that the latter would treat Xiao Bailong well.
The big man who didn't know why didn't take it seriously.
It's no wonder, after all, who would want Zhang Xiaoqiang's broken Isuzu... with broken windows and a flat tire
For this, you can't blame the big guy. They don't know where Isuzu comes from.
If he knew that the ignored car next to him was the four deputies of the famous Autobot leader Optimus Prime, and the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea... then he would have to serve him like his ancestors.
But now, what is waiting for Xiao Bailong is to be dragged away by the trailer.
Inside the carriage, the atmosphere was quite solemn.
The two traffic policemen at the front of the car drove the car in a deep voice.
In the back seat, Zhang Xiaoqiang was held in the middle by the old pig and the great sage.
His eyes were tightly knitted, sweat was dripping from his forehead, and his entire face was red. It looked like he was overly nervous.
Of course, the fact is that nervousness is one aspect, but more importantly... You don't have it, the old pig's 300-pound body is as girth as a ball, occupying most of the car body.
The Great Sage is lean and lean, but the problem is that he is made of iron and steel, and every one of them is like a pillar.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was caught between the stick and the ball, and it was difficult to breathe.
"Don't be so nervous. I'm just taking you back to do a routine investigation. As long as you cooperate and explain, everything will be fine." Probably seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang's embarrassed look in the rearview mirror, Old Wu said a few words of comfort.
The police car rushed wildly on the suburban road, and at the same time, far away in the presidential suite of the Philippine Hotel, a solemn scene was also taking place.
"What did you say!? Those people are dead!?" Having just received a call from Mr. Sun, Qin Puze didn't even have time to change into his formal clothes, so he rushed to the other party's room in his pajamas.
Mr. Sun scratched his head, his face full of anxiety: He had just received the news from his subordinates: "He is dead! Not far away from us."
"How did they die? Didn't you say they were professionals?" Qin Puze couldn't understand. You must know that at that time, Mr. Sun had patted his chest and promised that the person he hired was a professional killer.
When this was mentioned, Mr. Sun became very depressed: "How the hell do I know! This group of people just finished working in Taishui and smuggled themselves here."
"Okay, let's not talk about it for now. Has the cause of death been found out?"
"Found out."
"How did you die?"
"Killed!"
"Ah!?" Feeling incredible, Qin Puze rubbed his cheek: "Are you kidding me? We both know what kind of car Zhang Xiaoqiang drives. How could his car crash into a Land Rover?"
"How do I know? I have photos sent back from the scene. You can see for yourself!" After saying this, Mr. Sun impatiently took out his mobile phone from his pocket and threw it in front of Qin Puze.
Qin Puze turned on the phone and saw that the screen showed the live shooting scene.
"This...how is this possible?"
"Hmph! You ask me who I'm going to ask!? At first fucking sight, I thought it hit a tank."
The entire front face of the car is compressed together, and when unfolded it becomes a pie.
"What's Zhang Xiaoqiang's situation now? Is there any news from outside?" Qin Puze threw the phone aside and continued to ask.
"The brothers who were dispatched saw him being detained by the traffic police at the Tianyu Bridge... I really don't understand how he survived!"
In order to deal with Zhang Xiaoqiang, Sun Shao and Qin Puze, it can be said that they spent a lot of money.
In addition to setting up a big drama to end Zhang Xiaoqiang's injustice, he also hired professional killers at a high price to carry out sniper attacks.
It stands to reason that this configuration should be foolproof against Si Zhang Xiaoqiang, whom they regard as trash.
But reality…
There is a saying that people are more irritating than others.
Mr. Sun, Qin Puze is indeed the kind of second-generation rich man who holds a golden key in the eyes of the world.
Putting the past aside, no matter how hard Zhang Xiaoqiang tried, it was impossible to compete with him.
But the problem is, Zhang Xiaoqiang is different now.
You, Mr. Sun, Qin Puze holds the golden key, has money, power and status.
But Zhang Xiaoqiang is not a vegetarian, he is now a host platform.
As long as he thinks about it, any person he pulls out will be a master with lightning.
Not to mention the "zoo" around Zhang Xiaoqiang, it is true that a pig can bring peace to the world with a pen; a monkey can decide the world with a fist; and as for a dragon, it can pretend to be B and fly with you.
Unfortunately, neither Mr. Sun nor Qin Puze realized this, so they naturally found it incredible that Zhang Xiaoqiang escaped.
"You must be fucking lucky." Unable to find the answer, Mr. Sun finally gave the definition with "Ah Q".
Qin Puze waved his hands irritably: "Don't worry about anything else now. He is still a trouble if he is alive. So hurry up and contact your uncle and ask him to arrest Zhang."
"Arrest him!? How? I asked my uncle to help. There must be a reason!"
The murderer reported the murderer. Sun Shao felt that Qin Puze was too nervous and had something wrong with his head.
"Of course there is a reason, aren't those two guys who died."
"Them!?" Mr. Sun was puzzled.
Qin Puze smiled indifferently: "With a death in the suburbs being such a big deal, it's natural for the police to intervene? As for the other...arrangement for several brothers to give perjury, are you afraid that you won't be able to do it? Zhang Xiaoqiang will be arrested naturally, and your uncle will also be rewarded for quickly handling the case. .The best of both worlds, why not?”
"Yes, when the boy named Zhang enters the prison, we will arrange for insiders to deal with him inside. Damn! Why didn't I think of that!"
(End of chapter)