Zhang Tianpeng stopped and said to everyone sitting here: "You continue drinking, I will pick up Mr. Ye!"
"What's wrong with Mr. Ye?" Gao Longxing asked.
Zhang Tianpeng said coldly: "Right now, Mr. Ye is eating cabbage in the interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau, and is being beaten by criminals. I suspect this is a premeditated action against high-level military officials... …If you continue to drink too much, I won’t be with you anymore.”
Finished!
Zhang Tianpeng went out to order troops!
…
What?
Mr. Ye was caught?
He was also beaten!
How can this be!
Mr. Ye's current rank and prestige in the military cannot be desecrated.
Gao Longxing looked at the person at the wine table fiercely and asked, "Song Li, what's going on?"
The fat man sitting at the wine table was trembling all over and said: "Secretary Gao... I'm not always with you, I don't know."
"Director of the Nandu Public Security Bureau, how could you not know?" Gao Longxing had no time to reprimand his subordinates and hurried up to chase Zhang Tianpeng.
Gao Longxing knew how big a hornet's nest the beating of Mr. Ye would be. If he couldn't handle this emergency, his career would be greatly impacted!
However, Gao Longxing's mind was very vivid. Before he could catch up with Zhang Tianpeng, he had already thought of a way to break the situation.
Secretary Gao took out his mobile phone and dialed a number...
…
In the interrogation room of the Nandu Old Residential District Public Security Management Office, a group of people sang a tune.
With the help of Song Ziyu's conjured mobile phone, several people called their homes, especially the guy from the north. After making the call, he burst into tears, which showed how deeply he had been wronged.
"Just wait, we'll be out soon." Mr. Ye contacted Zhang Tianpeng and his whole body relaxed.
However, during this waiting time, the door of the interrogation room opened, and four burly men with thorns, dragons, and tigers walked in.
These guys looked like street gangsters all over their bodies, and they looked at Song Ziyu with ill intentions when they entered the small dark room of the interrogation room.
Song Ziyu knew at one glance that he was here to cause trouble.
"Mr. Ye, be careful," Song Ziyu said.
Mr. Ye has become angry!
Are these guys finished yet?
You have already been locked up in a small dark room in the interrogation room, do you still want to continue to mess with yourself?
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a completely premeditated and targeted incident!
Mr. Ye didn't expect that these people were here to target Song Ziyu, he only thought that they were here to target him!
Does anyone in Nandu want to die? Ye Lao thought to himself.
That must be the case!
Mr. Ye couldn't help but think about who wanted to kill him, and the method was so dirty.
After much thought, Mr. Ye still couldn't find anyone he could match up with!
Whose handiwork was this? It was so despicable.
Most of his opponents are people with the prefix "山" in the military. It's easy for those big guys to fight with guns if they don't agree with each other, but no one would hire a bastard to mess with someone.
This is a matter of pattern.
…
But it was useless to say this now. When he saw the visitor, Song Ziyu protected Mr. Ye behind him, and then looked around coldly.
The four big men didn't say anything. The first one came up and greeted Song Ziyu with a punch.
Song Ziyu knew that he couldn't sit still and wait for death, so he stood up and bumped into a big man.
In this collision, Song Ziyu used all his strength and collided with the big man on the spot.
But when there was a clicking sound, although the big man's fist fell on Song Ziyu, he was even worse!
Song Ziyu's collision was bone-to-bone, breaking two of the big man's ribs on the spot... The big man lay down on the ground wailing, taking a break.
Kill a guy!
Before Song Ziyu could breathe a sigh of relief, an old punch was thrown at his face, knocking his teeth loose.
Just when he hit him, two of the other three big men had already surrounded him and punched him, while the remaining one grabbed the removed belt buckle and punched Mr. Ye.
"Mr. Ye!" Song Ziyu thought to himself that these guys are really crazy. He didn't care about his own injury. He crawled and rushed to Mr. Ye's side and slapped his back with a belt buckle for Mr. Ye.
Burning pain came from my back.
"Boy, I have one night today, let's see how I play and kill you!" The big man looked at Song Ziyu with a cruel smile, as if he were looking at a naked little lolita, always ready to bear his bestiality. !
Song Ziyu was also really fired up!
"Is it just the four of you?" Song Ziyu slowly stood up and said, "It seems you have made a huge mistake."
"Huh?" The big man was stunned and had no idea what Song Ziyu was talking about.
"You called too few people! Ten of them are enough!"
As he spoke, Song Ziyu clenched his fists on his shoulders, and then slowly bowed, his shoulders rising and falling, showing an unnatural balance.
Seeing this scene, Mr. Ye's eyes lit up.
This is an extremely weird fighting position!
In this simple fighting starting position, Mr. Ye actually noticed the charm of ancient martial arts.
"Asshole, when you are about to die, you still have time to pretend to be a fool. Let me beat you to death!" The big man shook the belt in his hand and smashed it down on Song Ziyu's head.
Faced with such an attack, Song Ziyu thought of the fighting skills taught by Xu Yingnan and Tang Jian.
This is an opportunity to exercise!
The belt buckle was there as soon as it was said, and the movement seemed extremely fast, but in Song Ziyu's eyes, it felt like there was a trace to be followed!
The ability to know beforehand breaks out quietly.
Song Ziyu predicted the trajectory of the belt buckle, then tilted her head to avoid the blow.
"Too slow!" Song Ziyu said lightly.
"Are you provoking me? Get out of the way, I and this brat are practicing alone." The big man was furious and ordered the other two to get out of the way, and then faced Song Ziyu alone.
The other two guys are also fierce and brave people. After hearing what their companions said, they actually stood there with the mentality of watching a show, eating melon with a smile.
"Ah!" The big man screamed strangely, and hit Song Ziyu with the belt buckle in his hand one after another. This wave of offensive could not be described as a violent storm.
But Song Ziyu stood there, motionless, and easily avoided all the big man's attacks by shaking his shoulders and head left and right!
Damn it!
The rebirth of Muhammad Ali is nothing more than this!
"This guy is a bit evil, let's all come together." The big man finally came to his senses and called on the others to come together!
The three people then swarmed up and rushed towards Song Ziyu.
When the situation has reached this point, in such a small space, the ability to predict is of little use, because the answer obtained after calculation is inevitable.
Since there is no way to avoid it, let’s go head-on!
