"Let go. You are squeezing my hand, and my hand is about to break. Brother, let go, and I will find it for you." The guy grinned.
Zhou Yunzhen let go of his hand.
This guy took out a watch from his body.
"Brother, look carefully. Is this the Swiss luxury watch Vacheron Constantin?"
Of course Zhou Yunzhen didn't believe his lies. He raised his watch. His watch was a real Swiss watch, Vacheron Constantin.
He carefully compared the similarities and differences between the two. At first glance, there was really no difference between the two. They were both the same simple and elegant style.
Zhou Yunzhen looked at these two watches with concentration, completely forgetting the existence of the guy in front of him.
This guy suddenly ran forward at a sprint speed of 100 meters and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Yunzhen understood in an instant that this guy's fraud had escalated. He was not satisfied with making small troubles, and started to sell fake watches.
Go after him. This guy is familiar with the terrain. There are many streets and alleys here. He will disappear as soon as he runs away. It will be troublesome to search by yourself.
Besides, such counterfeiting vendors are just small fish and shrimps, and they are really not worth taking action on their own. That would be too much to look down on him.
There is a police station waiting for him, and the labor camp is his destination.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yunzhen went to the newly established snack street and had a delicious meal.
After eating, Zhou Yunzhen was bored and wandered aimlessly on the street.
Then there was a commotion in the street.
In a corner of the street, Zhou Yunzhen witnessed a shocking scene.
More than a dozen young men in black suits, with fierce gleams in their eyes, holding gleaming machetes, frantically chased a panicked young man.
The expressions of these gang members were extremely ferocious, as if they were driven by an invisible evil force. They acted without any scruples and openly committed violence on the streets.
Zhou Yunzhen's heart was filled with consternation and anger.
He couldn't believe that the underworld in this era was so rampant. They acted wantonly and had no regard for legal sanctions.
He knew in his heart that if he didn't help, the young man's life might not be saved.
Not allowing him to think too much, Zhou Yunzhen took action quickly.
He was as fast as lightning and rushed towards the gangster holding a machete in an instant.
He flew up and accurately hit the criminal's knife-holding hand, causing the machete to fall to the ground.
The power of this kick amazed everyone present.
Zhou Yunzhen's leg actually kicked the machete into the air. After a while, it fell into the mesh cover of a scaffolding in a nearby building.
Fortunately, it did not fall on a pedestrian, otherwise it would be much more serious than a high-altitude missile. Pedestrians would be vulnerable to incoming disasters and would definitely become victims of the sword.
Zhou Yunzhen broke into a cold sweat and was dripping with sweat.
"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I saved this young man in danger today, which is really a just act." He thought to himself.
However, the next scene shocked Zhou Yunzhen.
The dozen or so young men in black suits who had just raped him surrounded him.
"How dare you destroy our good deeds!" they yelled angrily, then waved their fists and attacked him crazily.
Zhou Yunzhen was caught off guard and was hit so dizzy that he lost his sense of direction for a moment.
He was confused. He had already subdued a person. Why didn't these people run away? Instead, they chose to beat him in a group? Isn't this too arrogant in broad daylight?
In an instant, Zhou Yunzhen's eyes became sharp, emitting a chilling light.
He quickly assumed a fighting stance, and several black-clothed gangsters who rushed forward were knocked to the ground by his moves, and screams came one after another.
Why are these people so vulnerable!
"Young man, you hit the wrong person." Someone shouted.
"You actually stand up for the bad guys? Bad guys shouldn't be punished? Isn't this the world turned upside down?" Zhou Yun was furious.
"Young man, didn't you notice that a movie is being filmed here?"
Zhou Yunzhen looked up and saw a camera truck parked on the street, with a tall telescopic frame extending out of the car.
A photographer-looking person stands in the frame, holding a working camera in his hand, as if he is in the clouds.
Zhou Yunzhen instantly lost his vitality like a cucumber beaten by frost.
At this time, the director came over with an angry look on his face, "Young man, why are you so rash? It is a good thing to act bravely, but you also have to know the occasion."
Zhou Yunzhen replied in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't know that all this was fake." It seems that you can't do anything at any time, and seeing may not be believing, so don't completely trust your own eyes.
"What if you injured a few of my people? You have to pay for the medical expenses, right?"
"I was also beaten by your people." Zhou Yunzhen replied.
But Zhou Yunzhen still took out all the money he had and handed it over to the director. After all, he was responsible for the loss.
"Young man, I'm not asking you to pay for their medical treatment. I can still afford this small amount of money."
"I just want to remind you not to act impulsively in the future. Impulse is the devil and may lead to unexpected consequences."
"You kicked the machete away today. It's okay because it was a prop knife. But what if it was a real knife?"
"I can see that your martial arts skills are not weak, but Kung Fu cannot be used casually."
In the end, the director returned the money to Zhou Yunzhen, and Zhou Yunzhen was relieved. If the other party did not return the money to him, he would have no choice but to drink the northwest wind.
This lesson must be learned, and you must not act rashly in the future.
After Zhou Yunzhen apologized to the director, he felt a little disappointed.
He stopped shopping and it was getting late. He got on the bus and returned to his dormitory in the labor camp.
Fortunately, roommate Zhou Duancheng hasn't come back yet.
Zhou Yunzhen immediately washed his somewhat bruised face.
Of course, he didn't forget to take out the money and put it away.
Then he took off his clothes and pants, which were already somewhat tattered after the fight, and soaked them in a bucket.
Finally, they were washed clean and dried on a clothes hanger.
Now that I have a new look, no one can tell that I have had a fierce fight with someone.
As for the bruises that are a little unclear? Easy to explain, I touched it accidentally.
He didn't want anyone to know about it, it was a bit embarrassing.
Yu Guidong, deputy director of the Political Department, was a little troubled by the arrangements for this new batch of special police officers. He asked political commissar Mu Shanchuan for instructions, but he couldn't get it.
Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan asked him to follow the regulations, but this was the first batch of special police officers. Is there any precedent to follow?
However, it is not difficult to arrange for nine of the ten new special police officers, and it is even impossible to say.
Just set up a mobile SWAT team.
All these people can be included. Once there is an emergency of prison violence or prison break in each brigade under the detachment, they can immediately provide support and peace.
This is also in line with the current relevant regulations for the use of special police.
A year later, when trained special police officers arrive, the old and new officers can be replaced in an orderly manner.
