"Director Xia, you can't do this. You have no right to do anything to me. Don't think that I am just a branch director under you, but I have a background behind me. Be careful with yourself..."
The sub-director thought that because of the old guy's acquaintance with Bureau Xia, he was just showing off to him, but he didn't know that he actually showed his true intentions. He immediately became anxious and started shouting loudly and violently.
As the saying goes: "Don't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha." No matter how awesome you Xia Sicong is, no matter how much you have a sense of justice, starting from the black gauze hat on your head, you still have to carefully weigh the pros and cons of the background behind me and the black gauze hat on his head. relation.
If this person doesn't know how to make quick turns and bangs his head against the wall again and again, then he is a pig.
However, what he didn't expect was that Xia Sicong didn't seem to hear his cry at all, or didn't want to care about him at all, but snorted coldly: "What? You want to use your powerful backer to suppress me? Right? Nowadays, I just don’t believe in this evil! Isn’t he just a warlord? We have a good Republic of China, but we are defeated at the hands of those warlords with deer-headed and rat-like eyes! They start wars all day long for some selfish gains, causing the people to live in dire straits and the mountains and rivers. It’s broken, the people are living in dire straits, the country is in ruins, and you still have the nerve to mention it?”
The sub-director felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his heart felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and cold sweat broke out between his brows. However, he still shouted loudly: "Xia Sicong, if you have the guts, let's ride on the donkey and read the songbook. We'll see." Then. He threw up his sleeves angrily and walked away.
After the branch chief left, Xia Sicong turned to Qi Hongyu and said, "Mr. Qi, I forgive you for being a martial arts master like you, for not being strict with your subordinates, and that's why you became such a scumbag."
Qi Hongyu said worriedly: "Sicong, I have made you worry too much about my affairs, but..."
"What? Master is worried about the black gauze hat on Sicong's head, right?"
Xia Sicong smiled and waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. If you are an official and don't make decisions for the people, it's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes. This disciple has always dared not forget the master's teachings back then, and takes the master's words and deeds back then as his own rules of life. If he can't Do something real for the people of Li, even if you don’t wear this black gauze hat, you won’t be able to earn a living anywhere.”
After hearing this, Qi Hongyu felt proud that he had such a disciple. He thought that the police force was just a big dyeing vat, where mostly white people went in and black people came out. He didn't expect that there were such people with such a strong sense of justice.
The two chatted for a while, and Xia Sicong suddenly remembered why Qi Hongyu came, and hurriedly called the young policeman, and took Qi Hongyu and Kuang Jinhua to the cell where Zhu Houzhao was being held.
They originally thought that Zhu Houzhao would suffer a lot if he was locked up, but to a few people's surprise, when they opened the cell door, they found Zhu Houzhao lying on the bed with his legs crossed, and several strong men, including The prison head, whose face was full of flesh, had a swollen nose and swollen eyes, and was squatting aside cautiously.
This quiet room doesn't look like a prison cell, but like a classroom where students are studying in the evening.
This incident seemed too bizarre, especially when the young policeman guarding the cell had a cold look in his eyes, causing huge fluctuations in his heart. He had clearly heard the crackling sound of beatings inside just now!
Could it be that it was these strong men who were beaten? And how powerful and energetic this seemingly powerless scholar must be!
Fortunately, from beginning to end, he never laid a finger on the scholar, otherwise the outcome would never be much better. He sighed inwardly and felt lucky for himself.
Seeing that Zhu Houzhao was safe and sound, Qi Hongyu and Kuang Jinhua were relieved. It’s no wonder that if a person like Zhu Houzhao, whose martial arts skills are so profound and unpredictable, is repaired by a few gangsters, then what kind of martial arts will people in the world still practice?
As soon as the iron door opened, Zhu Houzhao, who was humming a little tune and with his feet upturned to the sky, was also shocked, but he soon understood everything.
He thought, what happened must be like this. When he was taken away by the black dog, Jinhua saw that there was nothing he could do, so he hurried back to bring in reinforcements, that is, Mr. Qi came. It happened that Mr. Qi had an old acquaintance here, so there was The scene where he parted the clouds and mist and saw the clear sky.
"Mr. Qi, I have to thank you again this time." Zhu Houzhao said a little embarrassed.
He couldn't remember how many times in his life he had caused trouble for others and asked others to come to his rescue.
If he had some power in his previous life, he would have to break the rules of his ancestors and make others a prince, but in this life he can do nothing except make people salivate.
"Bah, I have the nerve to say that if I hadn't invited Mr. Qi to help, you would have been so scared that you would have sat through the bottom of the cell this time." Kuang Jinhua gave Zhu Houzhao a hard look.
"Okay, Mr. Qi, since your student is fine, that's it."
In the end, Xia Sicong personally helped Zhu Houzhao write the transcript.
Then he said: "Mr. Qi, come on, come and sit in the living room. I'll ask Xiao Nianqing to make some tea."
"No, I won't bother you anymore. I'll go to school another day." Qi Hongyu said.
"Okay, okay, it will definitely happen."
Xia Sicong finally escorted Qi Hongyu and others to the gate.
When we arrived at the school, it was already late at night, and several people broke up.
The next afternoon, Zhu Houzhao, Chang Yuchun, and Zhang Juzheng finished their martial arts theory class. As soon as they walked down the classroom steps, they were stopped by someone, "Hero Zhu, Hero Zhu, please wait, please wait!"
Zhu Houzhao raised his eyes and saw, isn't this the student reporter Ouyang Yanran from the school newspaper?
"Ah, it turns out to be a reporter from European University. What business do you have? I hope you can give me some advice." Zhu Houzhao said with a faint smile.
"It's not about giving advice." Ouyang Yanran smiled sweetly, "I'm asking for your help."
Zhu Houzhao was stunned and said, "Zhu has little knowledge and talent. How can He De help the European University reporter?"
Ouyang Yanran smiled and said: "How can I not help? I am so capable of helping."
After a pause, Ouyang Yanran said again: "Oh, Hero Zhu, here's the thing. This time our school newspaper is going to publish a special hero issue, so I thought of you first."
Zhu Houzhao shrugged, spread his hands, and said with a dry smile: "Reporter from European University, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you this time. I'm not a hero, and I don't have any heroic deeds for you to interview."
Ouyang Yanran said: "Hero Zhu, you can't be so absolute, can you? As far as the little girl knows, you have another shining point this time. Not only did you bravely fight against the robbers, but you also escaped the danger of the police station."
What is this? Zhu Houzhao was dumbfounded. He was almost kidnapped and asked to bravely fight the robbers. After being rescued, he called the police station to escape.
Although the first one ended up beating the robbers all over the floor, and it was a bit like fighting the robbers bravely, what about the second one? Escape from the police station? The police station is to lock up the bad guys, so what does it mean to escape from the police station? Bad guy? If you are a good guy who is wronged, then the police station is a black station.
