The little head said that he was about to take action.
He punched Mo Qian fiercely.
But before the fist landed on her face, a "swish" sound was heard in the air.
Then a big stone hit the little head directly on his hand.
It hurt so much that he cried out "Aww" and fell to the ground, holding his hands and rolling around.
Mo Qian looked back and saw a figure standing at the gate of the factory. The face was backlit and could not be seen clearly, but his figure was the same as that of the actors on TV. He was tall and thin, with wide shoulders, a thin waist and long legs.
He went against the light and came to save the heroine just like the hero in the play.
But when he walked up to Mo Qian.
Mo Qian raised her little nose impatiently, "Are you scared outside and come to me to protect you?"
Gu Shaoting, "..."
The brain must be kicked by the donkey.
But they didn't have time to dislike each other.
A dozen workers in the factory slowly gathered around.
They formed a circle, with Gu Shaoting and Mo Qian in the middle.
Anyone who dares to come to their place to act mischievous is because they don't want to live long.
Gu Shaoting looked normal and took out his police officer ID card from his jacket pocket, "Police, we are performing official duties. Please cooperate."
This card is very intimidating most of the time.
It's a pity that the people in this factory today are not normal.
The little guy who was lying on the ground was helped to stand up by his companion, his wrist was bent into a twisted arc.
He spat, walked through the encirclement, walked to Gu Shaoting, looked at the certificate and the person.
Gu Shaoting wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and looks like a professional elite, who is no match for the police.
The little boss sneered, "Damn, I have a lot of these things!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a stack of IDs from his trouser pocket, unfolded the small blueprint in the middle with one hand, and raised it to Gu Shaoting's eyes with a grin, "I want as many fucking positions as I want!"
Gu Shaoting glanced at his police officer ID card coldly.
He is really courageous, and he is higher than his position.
There's nothing wrong with beating him.
"Forging police documents violates Article 280 of the Criminal Law and shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years and a fine."
Gu Shaoting, a half-police officer, is very familiar with the legal provisions and can pick them up at his fingertips.
But it was obvious that someone was audacious.
The little TouTou threw the ID towards Gu Shaoting with a bang, "I'm fucking Wang Fa."
He said, waving his hand to his men, "Catch these two people!"
Gu Shaoting dodged the pile of broken notebooks he threw at him.
He kicked away a person who was rushing towards him, and then protected Mo Qian behind him.
A dozen workers rushed up together, holding things in their hands, and shouted at Gu Shaoting to kill him.
But the Gu family didn't give it for free.
There is only a difference between being able to fight and being able to fight better.
While Gu Shaoting was dealing with the madman who was rushing towards him, he was also protecting Mo Qian who was standing behind him. Mo Qian was pulled away from him and tilted, changing directions back and forth.
Fortunately, these dozen or so people only had strong energy and no skills, and they were all quickly dealt with by Gu Shaoting.
One by one they were beaten to the ground.
He cursed and refused to admit defeat.
At this time, Mo Qian also squatted down.
Gu Shaoting caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye and immediately knelt down to check, "Are you injured?"
Mo Qian didn't respond. She and Xiao Hei in her arms lowered their heads, looking at the smoky concrete floor under their feet.
After a long while, they both raised their heads, puffed their cheeks, and looked at him with resentment on their faces.
Mo Qian said, "I'm going to vomit."
Xiao Hei, "Ouch——"
It turned out that Gu Shaoting had just dragged the two of them back and forth. One person and one cat had not yet digested their lunch, so they were so dizzy that they almost vomited...
Gu Shaoting stroked his forehead speechlessly.
I miss Lao Liu a little.
For the first time, I thought this younger brother was quite cute.
At least I can look after the kids...
…
Gu Shaoting knew that there was nothing wrong with these two things, so he didn't bother to pay attention to them.
He grabbed the little head's few hair and asked, "Where is the painting!"
"Aren't these all paintings!" The little boss glanced at the factory with his fingers aggrievedly.
This is a craft painting production and mounting factory, and not all paintings are displayed on the floor.
I don't know if these two people are blind or stupid, but they insist on looking for paintings and beat them.
Little TouTou has completely forgotten that he was the one who did it first.
Gu Shaoting yanked his hair back again, "Where are the 30 million paintings?"
"I don't have what you're looking for here."
This time, it was not the little boss who answered him. The voice came from the corner of the factory.
Gu Shaoting instantly raised his head and followed the sound.
Then I saw a small door opening in the west corner of the factory, and a man walked out.
He was wearing a big black trench coat and had a toothpick in his mouth. Just looking at his face, you could tell that he was definitely not a kind person.
This person should be the boss of the factory.
It’s not just about the way he dresses, he doesn’t look like a boss, he looks more like a boss.
The small door is not big, only one and a half people wide.
But with just such a small door, dozens of people squeezed in.
The eldest brother walks in front and leads the way, while the younger brother wields a sword in the back.
What a modern interpretation of Young and Dangerous.
Gu Shaoting's face was slightly cold. He didn't expect there to be such a big battle here.
The second in charge didn't reveal who he was, but it was most likely this man.
He stared at the leader's face and his thoughts moved.
He had never seen this face before, but his figure and manner reminded him of a person, a person who should have died ten years ago.
Gu Shaoting glanced at Mo Qian, but he didn't expect that this little girl actually found the gang's lair.
However, she was still half-qualified. She found a location, but she didn't calculate how many people there were...
Don't fail to catch the thief in the end and risk your life instead...
Gu Shaoting counted the time in his mind.
Fortunately, I arranged for someone to come over before I came in. Otherwise, he would have died here and no one would have collected the body.
With so many people, Gu Shaoting certainly couldn't fight head-on. No matter how good he was, he couldn't stand the crowd.
At this point, the only option is to delay and wait for rescue from colleagues.
But he hasn't had a chance to negotiate with the boss over there.
I heard a brisk voice next to me, "Boss, I want to paint the one you stole."
Gu Shaoting's heart dropped.
He scowled and pulled her back behind him.
Lower your voice and squeeze out two words, "Shut up."
Mo Qian patted his hand calmly and nodded to him to reassure him.
Then he threw another bomb, "Boss, you are poor. You will never get rich in this life. Please hand over the painting."
"..."
The atmosphere suddenly became depressing.
Cold air permeated the air, and gusts of cold wind drifted.
When the little boss saw the supporter coming, he immediately rushed to the boss and reported the situation, "Boss, this girl said you stole her painting! That man also pretended to be a policeman and beat us up! You have to avenge us!" "
He finally found someone he could rely on to express his grievances.
After hearing this, the boss kicked the little boss on the butt and cursed, "Trash."
Then walked up to Mo Qian.
He spat out the toothpick in his mouth and said, "Little girl, I didn't steal your painting."
"You stole it, give it to me." Mo Qian was not polite at all and spread his hands to draw.
The boss's patience ran out and his face darkened, "You little girl, you really want to die if you don't eat the toast and get the fine wine!"
The reason why I ignored her just now was because these two people looked like they were rich.
I want to fatten this little fat sheep before slaughtering it.
But since they are seeking death, the boss will certainly not tolerate them.
Mo Qian shook his head indifferently, "I will live a long life."
She rarely used a consultative tone to communicate with the boss, "If you explain, I will ask the police uncle to give you a big gift."
When the boss heard this, he laughed loudly, "What can the police give me? The worst they can do is give me a meal in jail. Ten years later, I will be a good man again."
Mo Qian blinked.
Tell him the answer seriously.
"The policeman will give you a bullet."
