Soon, under Liu Lang's peaceful negotiation, Yang Chengfeng was willing to sell Fengyue Club to Liu Lang for one yuan.
Taro Watanabe didn't stay any longer. When he saw Liu Lang, as if he was seeing the god of plague, he let Yang Chengfeng support him and hurriedly left the police station.
While walking, Taro Watanabe was still murmuring the classic line.
"Just leave like that?"
Ye Fengchun stared at Liu Lang in astonishment: "Brother Lang, if you beat him like that, are you sure nothing will happen to him?"
Liu Lang patted Ye Fengchun's shoulder and said earnestly: "Brother Chun, I have never touched Taro Wanabe's finger. The way he looked was like he accidentally touched it on his own."
Ye Fengchun's mouth twitched.
Can you please respect the truth a little bit when you are telling lies?
The whole body was swollen from knocking, but the key was that I couldn't find a single spot that wasn't swollen.
Are you knocking it too evenly?
"Little brother, are you done?"
Just when Ye Fengchun's face was filled with worry, a submissive voice rang out.
Ye Fengchun turned around and saw Tang Dingguo, who was supposed to be in the car but not here.
"Director, shouldn't you be in the car?" Ye Fengchun trembled.
Is it possible that Tang Dingguo wanted to arrest Brother Lang after seeing Taro Watanabe's embarrassed appearance?
"You're so big in the car, I should be here."
Tang Dingguo glared and scolded: "Also, what happened today is rotten in my stomach."
Pointing at Liu Lang: "Remember, this little brother has never been here before."
"Even if Taro Watanabe was injured, he did it accidentally."
"Director Tang..." Ye Fengchun was shocked.
Ye Fengchun knew Tang Dingguo very well.
Although Tang Dingguo is the director, he is definitely a well-known figure in the Tianzhou police system.
However, unless it was an important case, for most matters, Tang Dingguo had the attitude of doing more than doing less.
In official circles, this kind of person is definitely a veteran.
Just like today's situation, how could Tang Dingguo stand on the same line as Liu Lang?
Isn't this causing unnecessary trouble for yourself?
"Do you understand?"
Seeing that Ye Fengchun was still in a daze, Tang Dingguo waved his hand and said helplessly: "Okay, I only know how to handle cases all day long, and I am stupid when it comes to other issues. You go and do your work."
Then, he grinned at Liu Lang: "Little brother, let's talk?"
Liu Lang nodded silently.
boom!
As the door closes.
Ye Fengchun was blocked directly from the office.
His face was even more confused.
From Liu Lang's severe beating of Taro Watanabe to Tang Dingguo's attitude of being so close that he wished he could recognize Liu Lang as his son on the spot.
Ye Fengchun was completely confused about the situation.
This is really a stupid mother opening the door for stupid people, and stupid people are home.
In the office.
Tang Dingguo looked at Liu Lang expectantly: "Little brother, is everything you said true?"
Liu Lang put his hands behind his back and acted like a master: "Director Tang, do you know what I'm talking about?"
Tang Dingguo was stunned: "Isn't that what you're talking about?"
"Which aspect?"
"That's it." Tang Dingguo was a little embarrassed to say.
Seeing that Tang Dingguo wanted to have an attack but didn't dare to, Liu Lang couldn't bear to play tricks anymore: "Director Tang, I'm not joking anymore."
"Looking at Director Tang, he seems to be extremely disharmonious in matters between men and women."
"Hey, do you often get kicked out of bed by Madam? And, do you still get blamed for everything?"
"God!" Tang Dingguo slapped his thigh and stared at Liu Lang in surprise: "Little brother, what else do you see?"
Liu Lang circled around Tang Dingguo: "Except for the fatty liver that is common among middle-aged men, there is nothing serious about your body. The only thing is that you are not strong enough."
"Well, this situation should have started a year and a half ago."
"Director Tang, if the prediction is correct, you should be very afraid of going home now, and even more afraid of going to bed."
"Even every time your lady hints at you, you are always so frightened that you run away in confusion with various excuses."
"Over time, sometimes when I really can't do the job, I finally get a reaction, but it ends before it even starts, right?"
Tang Dingguo was stunned.
His eyes were as wide as bells.
Staring at Liu Lang with a look of disbelief on his face.
Except for the couple, no one else knew about this kind of thing.
Moreover, Tang Dingguo also believed that he had never seen Liu Lang before.
However, what Liu Lang said was the same as what he saw with his own eyes.
What is this if not a god?
Suddenly, Tang Dingguo's eyes were filled with hope: "Little brother, do you have any idea?"
You know, Tang Dingguo had been seeking medical advice for an unknown amount of time for the happiness of his lower body.
I have tried all kinds of famous doctors, including Chinese and Western medicine, but to no avail.
Seeing that his family status is getting lower and lower, Tang Dingguo doesn't dare to go back even if he has a family now.
"Actually, your problem is not difficult, it's just a matter of two doses of medicine."
Liu Lang smiled and said confidently: "Today, I will give you an injection first, and it will be effective tonight."
"After you go back, follow my prescription for a month. I guarantee you will be even more ferocious than when you were twenty."
"real?"
Tang Dingguo's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he cupped his fist at Liu Lang: "Little brother, if it is true as you said, you will be my brother from now on."
"No, you have the kindness to me again. How much it will cost, you ask."
Liu Lang waved his hand: "Director Tang, that's not the case."
"If you turn a blind eye to this matter today, you are already helping me."
"Haha, okay, let's not talk nonsense anymore, let's get started."
Ever since Su Daji had an emergency last time, Liu Lang had been carrying a box of silver needles with him.
Immediately, Tang Dingguo was tied up in the office.
Not long after.
The needle closes.
Tang Dingguo only felt his lower abdomen gradually warm.
That long-lost feeling is back.
Tang Dingguo really wanted to shout to his wife: Fairy, this poor monk wants to fight you for three hundred rounds!
"Little brother, I won't thank you enough for your kindness. Let's leave a phone number. If you need my help in the future, just ask."
After Tang Dingguo excitedly exchanged contact information with Liu Lang, he took the prescription Liu Lang prescribed and couldn't wait to go home to find the goblin.
"Director..."
Seeing Tang Dingguo's hurry, Ye Fengchun thought something had happened. He was about to ask a few questions, but Tang Dingguo scolded him: "I have something to do, so don't block the way."
Then, he quickly got into the car and ran away.
Ye Fengchun looked at Liu Lang who slowly came out of the office, full of suspicion: "Brother Lang, have you known Director Tang before?"
Liu Lang shook his head.
"Then, why is he so nice to you?" Ye Fengchun felt unspeakably aggrieved.
I have worked hard for so many years, trying hard to show up in front of Tang Dingguo.
But Tang Dingguo had never looked at him directly.
The result was good, and now he and Liu Lang are brothers.
Inexplicably, he seems to be a generation shorter.
Could it be that I was really Brother Lang's junior in my previous life?
"Brother Chun, actually you don't need to be depressed, you should be optimistic."
Ye Fengchun straightened his waist: "Brother Lang, are you saying that as long as I work hard, I can be like you and get Director Tang to treat me well?"
Liu Lang shook his head: "You are thinking too much. I just want to say that for you, hard work is completely useless."
"If you don't have optimism, what do you have?"
After patting Ye Fengchun on the shoulder, Liu Lang turned and left.
Ye Fengchun scratched his head.
Muttered to himself: "There is no use trying hard, stay optimistic?"
After a while.
Ye Fengchun slapped his head: "Brother Lang, don't you mean to say that I only know how to have fun?"
at the same time.
In the hospital ward.
Taro Watanabe was in pain all over.
However, no matter how I checked, I couldn't find any results at all.
"Mr. Watanabe, there are no signs of being beaten on your body, but the swelling is so severe. How did you get hit?"
The doctor looked weird.
After practicing medicine for so many years, this is the first time I have seen a situation like Taro Watanabe's.
Could it be that bad people like the little Japanese are really bad and swollen?
When Taro Watanabe heard this, he roared at the top of his lungs: "I wasn't knocked down, I was beaten by someone. I repeat, I was beaten by someone! I was beaten by someone!"
